Chapter 122: My heart hurts so much

Chapter 122 My heart hurts so much

“You tell me, when will this pot of garlic be harvested?” George was fertilizing and watering the pot of garlic that was growing vigorously.

“Just wait until the end of May.” Albert gently blew the sawdust off the wooden bracelet and placed it next to compare the runes carved on it.

"Are you going to eat raw garlic?" Lee Jordan asked with a half-smile as he threw Bibi's multi-flavor beans into his mouth.

"Is there something wrong with your focus? You should ask Albert why he knows when the garlic will be harvested." George put down the small kettle in his hand and looked at the multi-flavor beans in Lee Jordan's hand, using a malicious He said, "The one on your hand must taste like booger."

“This is soybean flavored.” Li Qiaodan glared at George, this guy actually disgusted others like this.

However, he still didn't eat it and threw the Bibi's multi-flavor beans back into the box.

If you want to eat it raw, I suggest you soak the garlic in soy sauce and marinate it. I heard it tastes good.

“That’s enough, don’t change the subject.” George said angrily, “Is it really the end of May?”

“Hagrid said that he grows vegetables himself, so he must know when to harvest them.” Albert raised his head and looked at George, “If you want to make a garlic cross, the garlic you brought from home should be enough!”

“You have to use your own garlic to have a sense of accomplishment!” George said seriously.

These words earned him a lot of eye rolls.

“Okay, whatever.”

“Don’t you throw away the pot you planted it in? The branches have withered and they will definitely not survive.” George pointed to another flower pot with white flowers.

"Keep it for now." Albert raised his head and glanced at the flowerpot and said, "When the weather warms up, I will plant it again."

“What do you do to grow fresh vegetables, are you interested?” Lee Jordan was a little unable to understand Albert’s thinking mode.

This guy is very good at dabbling, he basically learns everything, and he is very good at everything he touches. What makes him feel the most upset is that this guy leads a more leisurely life than anyone else.

Sometimes, Lee Jordan is quite jealous of Albert.

"The therapeutic effect of white flowers is very good." Albert explained, "The medicinal value is very high. If I have my own house in the future, I will definitely plant some white flowers in the flower bed. Now I will accumulate some planting experience. "

Actually, Albert would not say that he thought the therapeutic effect of Bai Xian would be very popular among Muggles.

This kind of special thing can sometimes work wonders.

Of course, this idea was actually the inspiration that came to Albert from time to time after he studied economics.

He thought it was good, so he took the time to learn how to plant.

"Your thinking mode is really completely different from ours." George also felt that Albert's ideas were strange.

“Will it?” Albert disagreed and continued to concentrate on carving his own runes.

This time, he made a wooden bracelet with a full circle of runes on it, all of his own design.

Whether it had any effect, Albert actually wasn't sure. When he was carving this thing, he didn't have any special feeling.

  Is it appropriate to use yew, the symbol of EIHWAZ, as the material?

“Forget it, let’s make a note of it first and see if we can find yew next time.” Albert thought.

"ah!"

Suddenly there was a scream in the dormitory.

Fred, who was reading a book, suddenly jumped up from the bed and somehow threw the book in his hand.

Albert's hand shook and the runes were carved crookedly.

Lee Jordan, who was about to carefully taste the yellow multi-flavor bean next to him, was startled and swallowed it.

"Why are you crazy?" The three of them stared at Fred and said angrily.

“I feel... my heart hurts so much.” Fred held his chest and looked like he was having a heart attack.

"What's wrong with him?" Lee Jordan couldn't help but muttered: "He must have been dumped, right? But I didn't hear that Fred had a girlfriend!"

"Should we send him to the campus hospital?" Albert put down the carving knife in his hand and suggested: "Mrs. Pomfrey must not have rested yet."

“My legs hurt so much.”

"Book, that book..." Fred covered his chest with one hand and pointed at the book he just threw out.

"What's wrong with the book?" George grabbed the book and glanced at the cover. It was "Thousands of Miraculous Herbs and Mushrooms".

“I didn’t expect you would read this stuff even if you were fine?”

"Turn to page 98, where there is an introduction to snow mushrooms." Fred said angrily, his tone was not like that of a patient.

"Snow mushrooms?" George turned the book to page 98 suspiciously, still muttering: "Let me see, there is, snow mushrooms..."

“Ah, my heart hurts so much!” A few seconds later, George suddenly covered his chest and sat on the bed with a look of despair.

Both Albert and George Li were attracted by their reactions and were very interested in the snow mushrooms in their mouths.

Li Qiaodan opened the book curiously, took a look, and slowly closed it, mumbling something unknown.

Anyway, he didn’t want to say more, so he just handed the book to Albert and asked him to read it by himself.

Albert looked at the three people and was curious about what they saw. After opening the book, he knew what was going on.

This painting... hmm! A bit like the matsutake mushrooms they ate a while ago.

Last time, he thought it was strange that it snowed heavily in February, but he could still find matsutake?

"Snow mushroom, also known as cedar mushroom..." Albert quickly read the introduction about snow mushroom, and his face couldn't help but twitch. No wonder they had that expression.

Only grows in snowy winter and has extremely high medicinal value…

 Putting aside everything else, just 1 ounce of cedar mushroom powder is worth 50 galleons. No wonder they feel distressed.

“That’s definitely the most expensive thing we’ve ever eaten.” Fred clutched his chest and complained, “Albert, you loser, you roasted the snow mushrooms and ate them like this.”

“If you sell it, you can get a lot of money!” George agreed.

“Tell me, should we dig snow mushrooms? We can make a lot of money in the future!” Li Qiaodan suddenly suggested.

“This is a good idea.” The twins’ eyes flashed with Galleons’ golden light.

"Are you... crazy about money?" Albert's mouth twitched.

In fact, he was not unable to understand why they had this idea, but he poured cold water on the three of them and said: "Don't think about it, we just found that point after walking around, and snow mushrooms are not easy to preserve in the first place. Unless you know how to process it into powder, it will be useless if you dig it up. If you keep it for a long time, the snow mushroom will lose its medicinal effect and be worthless."

"But…"

“There’s nothing good about it.”

"It is undeniable that there are many good things in the Forbidden Forest. After all, it is still a virgin forest and the opportunities have not been exploited. But I still need to remind you that even if we get the snow mushroom now, there is no place to get rid of it." Albert Te stared into the eyes of the three of them and reminded seriously: "Who do you expect to trade with? If others know that you are just a child, will they deal with you fairly? They are not your father, and any guarantee is nothing more than lying to children. It’s just a trick.”

“Aren’t you moved at all?” George couldn’t help but ask.

“Of course I will, but I know exactly what I have to do, and I don’t think there are many snow mushrooms there, and... you have to understand that snow mushrooms are non-traded commodities and are not so easy to get rid of.”

“There are two types of prohibited trade items. One type is of extremely high value or extremely dangerous, so the Ministry of Magic will strictly prohibit trade.

If you want to trade, you can only do it from the black market. If a child wants to get benefits from the black market, why not go to sleep?

(End of this chapter)

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