Chapter 47 Devil’s Net
In the herbal medicine class, Professor Pomona took out many kinds of plants, as well as some mushrooms, well, simply put, they were mushrooms.
Of course, there are also some more interesting plants, such as the protector tree, which is a magical sorbus tree that will protect those who touch its trunk from attacks by dark creatures. Wizards like to use it as a magic talisman to ward off evil spirits.
Of course, Professor Pomona also mentioned some dangerous plants, such as poisonous and highly dangerous poisonous tentacles, mandrakes whose cries can kill people, and the plant that Professor Pomona is holding now. A small pot of devil's net.
"This is a young Devil's Web." Pomona picked up the wand and touched the bud of the Devil's Web, and the bud immediately stretched out its tendrils and wrapped around the wand.
"As you can see, once you get close to them, the devil's net will trap the creatures that are close to it. When it grows to a certain extent, it can easily cause injury or death to the characters. When you are entangled in the devil's net, it is best not to Struggling, otherwise the vines will get tighter and tighter.”
Professor Pomona shook her wand to let everyone see the characteristics of the devil's net clearly.
“The devil’s net likes a dark and humid living environment, so light and warmth naturally become its natural enemy.” Professor Pomona’s wand burst into flames, and the devil’s net was immediately driven back.
“As you can see, flames can pose a threat to it. Once it is attacked by a devil’s net, lighting fire to expel them is a very effective way.”
Everyone picked up their quills and jotted down notes. Pomona was not in a hurry. She waited until everyone finished writing her notes before continuing, "People who don't understand the devil's net may mix it with crab claw orchid. Points that require special attention…”
The herbal medicine class was very practical. Pomona briefly introduced various magical plants to everyone, which made everyone benefit a lot. This class quickly attracted everyone's interest. The only trouble was that the two classes were taken at the same time. The time was extremely long, and everyone was standing all the time in class, and their legs were a little numb from standing there.
The bell finally rang, and most of the students breathed a sigh of relief.
Professor Pomona has no homework, which is good news for everyone.
“There is a Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon.” Li Qiaodan looked a little excited. Defense Against the Dark Arts is one of the courses that most freshmen look forward to.
"Have you heard?" When George left Greenhouse No. 1, he suddenly said to the other three people, "The Defense Against the Dark Arts class is cursed. The professors who teach this subject will always encounter all kinds of bad luck. They resign every year and no one teaches for more than a year.”
“It’s cursed.” Albert naturally knew what was going on.
This curse comes from Voldemort, well, Tom, the Dark Lord who has the same name as their cat.
It is said that after Tom failed to apply for the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, he cursed the position out of spite, hoping to eliminate a large number of Defense Against the Dark Arts professors so that others would not dare to take over. He also wanted to make Dumbledore compromise.
"Yes, I heard that is the case. It is said that a powerful wizard placed a curse on this position. Otherwise, Professor Dumbledore's ability should have lifted the curse."
A curse that lasts for decades is enough to show how powerful the caster is.
"Now we can only hope that our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor will be more effective." Albert said as he walked.
Just as he turned a corner, a stench hit him, and he happened to see Filch catching a third-year Gryffindor student who was throwing dung bombs into the corridor.
"What's going on?" Albert stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and nose and asked a student next to him.
“That guy made a bet and lost, and he was going to throw a dung bomb in the corridor in front of Filch.” The senior student shook his head and walked away. There is no way, the smell of the dung bomb is so unpleasant, it can be called a biological gas bomb.
“It’s really crazy to seek death!” Albert couldn’t help but shook his head repeatedly. For some reason, he suddenly felt that Filch was working very hard. If he were in this situation, he would probably feel tired.
“That’s really cool.” The twins’ eyes lit up eagerly, because they could also see that Filch was very angry at this move.
The Weasley twins, who were still a little excited at first, suddenly withered away. Let's forget about washing the chamber pot!
Li Qiaodan reminded: “Actually, as long as you don’t get caught, it’ll be fine.”
"With your current level, it's really difficult not to get caught." Albert continued to pour cold water on the two of them, "Unless you want to imitate the crazy guy over there and commit suicide."
During the journey back to the auditorium for dinner, the twins remained silent and had no idea what they were thinking about.
"We have decided." The two looked at each other and announced understandingly.
“Decide what?” Albert raised his head and asked doubtfully.
“I’ve decided to do that thing.” The twins said in unison.
“Which thing?”
“Throw a dung bomb into Filch’s office.” The twins said this seriously.
When Albert heard this, he almost spit out the pumpkin juice in his mouth and hit the faces of the two people opposite him.
“Ahem.” He covered his mouth and coughed repeatedly.
Li Qiaodan next to him also had a big mouth and didn’t know what to say.
These two guys are too... too desperate!
"If you really want to do that, I can give you some...little suggestions." Albert thought for a while and then added, "But I haven't thought about it yet."
"Hey, why are you..." Li Jordan couldn't help but shook his head. He finally understood why Albert was sorted into Gryffindor.
This guy is quite courageous!
“By the way, I’m curious that you can still eat so much food at noon.” Li Qiaodan stiffly changed the subject.
“Nonsense, I ate at seven o’clock in the morning, how can it compare with what you guys eat after 8:30?” Albert couldn’t help but rolled his eyes at Li.
Since there are few things to do in the morning and the British have a rich breakfast, they are generally not very hungry until noon.
Eat little at lunch, sometimes not even at all.
“Tell me, how should we deal with Filch?” The twins were more concerned about the immediate problem.
"You just can't go too far, but you have to make Filch very angry, right?" Albert glanced at the corner of the long table. A certain guy who wanted to die had been released and was now surrounded by a group of people. .
Li, who had just finished his meal, also gathered around to inquire about the news. Sure enough, excessive curiosity is also a disease.
“Yes.” The twins looked away and nodded.
“You are already prepared to be imprisoned.” Albert asked again.
“Yes!” The two of them nodded together again.
(End of this chapter)