Chinese students at Hogwarts

"The ginseng is missing?"

Zhang Xiao suspected that he heard it wrong, until the little Hufflepuff wizard repeated it again.

Zhang Xiao still felt confused until he followed the little wizard to the castle.

No, why is this ginseng missing?

Yes, there are indeed ginseng essences in Taoist legends, and there are also records of ginseng dolls.

But when was that? The most recent time was hundreds of years ago. When is it now?

It’s all new China!

And what I gave Professor Sprout was an ordinary Changbai Mountain ginseng that was less than a century old.

The longitude, latitude, climate and soil in England are all different, so being able to support them is considered a miracle.

How can this ginseng turn into essence?

The little Hufflepuff wizard took Zhang Xiao all the way to the Herbology classroom.

This is a huge greenhouse, divided into several areas, with various plants planted in different categories.

The greenhouse where normal classes are held is on the left floor. At this moment, the classroom is already surrounded by a circle of Hufflepuff wizards. The student who came with Zhang Xiao shouted loudly:

"Zhang is here!"

Zhang Xiao was a little nervous at what he said. Listening to his tone, if he came by himself, the problem would be solved. The key is that I don't know anything now.

The Hufflepuff wizards surrounding him immediately parted a path.

As he walked over, the little wizards looked at him expectantly. The one surrounded in the center was Professor Pomona Sprout.

At this moment, this chubby professor with a very gentle temper was burying his head in Professor McGonagall's arms and sobbing quietly, looking as sad as he could.

Professor Sprout, like Professor Flitwick, is known as the best-tempered professor in the college. Because of his optimistic and gentle personality, he is very loved and respected by the students.

Professor McGonagall is also a good friend of Professor Sprout, so when she heard Sprout crying sadly, she immediately rushed to comfort her old friend. The same was true for the little wizards of Hufflepuff College, who rushed to comfort her. My own dean.

"professor--"

Zhang Xiao bravely said hello. Professor McGonagall glanced at him and patted Professor Sprout on the shoulder: "Pomona, Zhang is here."

Sprout immediately sat up straight, as if he had seen some kind of savior, and shouted with tears in his eyes:

"Zhang, look quickly, they are all gone."

"Don't worry, Professor, please speak slowly and tell me completely so that I can help you."

Sprout wiped his tears, nodded, and began to remember:

"As usual, I wanted to loosen the soil and change the position of the flowerpot. As soon as I entered the greenhouse, I saw two naked little dolls playing on the ground.

It's such a cold day, I think they must be frozen, and I don't know whose children these are, how could they bear to leave two naked dolls here.

I took the blanket and wanted to wrap them up first. "

Professor Sprout's eyes widened and he said in disbelief:

"Then. Then they looked at me, suddenly dug into the ground, and disappeared without a trace!"

ah? Zhang Xiao opened his mouth wide and scratched his head, no, it was really a ginseng doll?

How can this be?

"When I looked back, I found that the two ginseng plants were gone."

Zhang Xiao scratched his head even more. Under Sprout's expectant eyes, he ran away:

"Professor, wait a moment, let me ask."

No, this needs remote support. Looking at the domestic time, it's almost eight o'clock in the evening, which is just the right time.

Find a place where there is no one and just take out the telescope.

He just said a few words, and Zhang Chengdao over there almost had his eyes popped out.

"What? Say it again?"

"The herbal medicine teacher in our school grew the ginseng I gave her into a ginseng doll."

"How is that possible! Are you sure it's a ginseng doll? Do you know how many ginseng dolls we have seen in our lives? Do you know how difficult it is to turn ginseng into essence?

Let me tell you, according to Taoist records, except for that time thousands of years ago, since the Qin and Han Dynasties, there have been less than twenty ginseng dolls seen!

Now your teacher has grown a ginseng doll in two years? Do you think that's a radish plant? "

"It's really -" Zhang Xiao had to describe it in more detail: "Didn't I give ginseng to this professor two years ago? She has no hobbies in her life, only food and herbal medicine.

I was bragging a little bit, but I promise, it was really just a little bit.

It was said that this ginseng can be turned into a ginseng doll, but I didn't expect it to actually turn into a ginseng doll. "

Zhang Chengdao over there almost scratched his head:

"It shouldn't be, how is it possible?"

Zhang Xiao peeked at the people outside and whispered:

"Dad, don't worry about the possibility. Please tell me first. If the ginseng dolls really ran away, is there any way to find them?"

"Bah, where did the method come from! What is ginseng? It's a grass that turns elixir, it's the essence of the earth! The ginseng that has become an essence is the master of the soil industry. Even if you dig into the ground, there is nothing you can do.

Unless the formation is arranged in advance, if the ginseng doll touches the ground, do you still want to get it back?

What are you thinking! "

Zhang Chengdao talked for a while and then asked doubtfully:

"You gave her ginseng and didn't tell your teacher to tie it with a red rope? This is called a mallet lock. As long as the red rope is tied, let alone the ginseng doll, even the ginseng daddy can't escape.

Red rope is perfect for ginseng. "

Zhang Xiao sighed and hung up the telescope. His father said to help him look through the classics and tell him if there was any solution.

He walked out with a solemn expression, but Professor Sprout still needed to solve the problem.

First, we have to find a way. We can’t let Professor Sprout ask too many questions.

Walking in front of Professor Sprout, the chubby professor just opened his mouth. Zhang Xiao had already taken the lead and asked seriously:

"Professor, I remember I gave you a book on ginseng cultivation before. Didn't it say that ginseng should be tied with a red string?"

Professor Sprout, who was about to ask a question, couldn't help but follow him to divert his attention and whispered:

"I saw it. But it said it was a method used by Muggles. I thought it was just Muggles' fantasy."

Zhang Xiao is ‘heartbroken’:

"Oh, Professor, you are so narrow-minded. This is something that Muggles have spent a long time summarizing and discovering. How could it be useless?

Ginseng dolls are children loved by the earth. They are the embodiment of the earth. Once they touch the earth, the whole earth becomes their home.

It’s impossible to get it back, absolutely impossible—”

As Zhang Xiao said this, from the corner of his eye, he saw two naked figures flashing past on a row of shelves behind Professor Sprout.

Huh? What went by?

"Is it really impossible?" Professor Sprout began to sob sadly again. McGonagall could only support her and patted her chubby hand comfortingly.

Zhang Xiao withdrew his gaze and said smoothly:

"Well, that's not possible, unless they're willing to come out on their own—"

After saying that, his eyes saw two white shadows flashing past. This time, Zhang Xiao simply opened his Dharma Eyes.

I saw two fat white ginseng squatting not far behind the crowd, like two children curiously watching the excitement, the leaves with small red fruits on their heads were still trembling slightly.

I go! Ginseng doll! !

Zhang Xiao's body surface suddenly burst into a layer of blazing golden light, and he rushed over there with a whooshing sound.

The two fat white ginseng sticks were startled and wanted to burrow into the ground. Zhang Xiao didn't even think about it. He pointed his finger in the air and the floating spell was cast.

If they were allowed to touch the ground again, they would definitely disappear without a trace.

The ginseng floated in the air, and the leaves trembled, as if they were waving their limbs in panic.

In a flash of golden light, Zhang Xiao had already grabbed two ginseng sticks in his hands, and the rich golden light enveloped them.

It was only then that he breathed a long sigh of relief and muttered softly:

"You said you guys are staying well in the basin, why don't you run away?"

These words with a slight northeastern accent seemed to activate something, and Zhang Xiao seemed to hear a small voice in his ears:

"Fellow!"

"I can't do it without running!"

Before Zhang Xiao could understand, he heard a scream of surprise not far away and looked up.

Professor Sprout was seen covering her face with both hands, screaming, and running over quickly. No one thought that her chubby body could actually run at such a speed!

"Zhang, you really got them back!"

Professor Sprout's eyes sparkled, and she looked at the two ginseng sticks in his hand in surprise. Sprout had never seen such a magical plant before.

Although mandrakes are also intelligent, they even have puberty, but the ugly mandrakes can't run away, and their cries are unpleasant.

Nothing compares to a fat and white ginseng doll.

"Professor, please wait!"

Zhang Xiao ignored the professor, he was very interested in the sound he just heard, and made the recovered Professor Sprout and other little wizards who wanted to see "grass turn into dolls" step back.

With excitement, he whispered in Chinese:

"Can you talk?"

Then he really heard the tiny voice!

"Of course!"

"Who are you? Why do you say what we say?"

"How did you see us?"

Zhang Xiao grinned in surprise. The little wizard and Sprout looked at him inexplicably, wondering what he was laughing at.

"Fayan, I am Zhang Xiao, from China."

"Ah, he is really a fellow countryman. He is from China!"

"It must be a fellow villager. How can you say what we say if you are not a fellow villager?"

The two ginseng chattered, and Zhang Xiao became more and more happy. It was only through their chat that he found out.

During the hundreds of years they stayed in Changbai Mountain, they relied on luck and ignorantly avoided countless ginseng pickers, listening to their speeches and chatting.

Although they had only listened passively in the past hundred years, when they turned into human forms, all the bits and pieces they had heard in the past hundred years turned into something special for them to understand.

"What are you? A fairy? The light on your body is warm and very comfortable."

"Let me tell you, we only wanted to come out after we found out that you are not a bad person."

The two ginsengs were like two talkative people. After finally finding someone to talk to, they poured everything out like beans through bamboo tubes.

"I am a Taoist priest. Have you heard of Longhu Mountain?"

"Ah! I know, I know!"

"He is actually a Taoist priest! It's over, we are ginseng spirits, monsters, right? I heard people say that Taoist priests kill monsters!"

"If I had known, I wouldn't have come out."

The two chubby ginseng branches and leaves swayed, as if they wanted to hug each other and cry.

Zhang Xiao felt as if he was laughing or laughing. Although these two ginseng dolls seemed to know a lot, their thoughts were extremely simple. He smiled and said:

"It's not that scary. The Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain insist on not getting rid of good demons unless you have harmed others. Have you ever harmed others?"

"Of course not, how long have we been awake?"

"No! We haven't harmed anyone."

Professor Sprout looked at Zhang Xiao mumbling and didn't know who he was talking to. He felt a little baffled. Then his eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly:

"Zhang, are you chatting with the ginseng doll?"

Zhang Xiao, who was interrupted, was stunned and nodded.

Sprout screamed in surprise again and said quickly:

"I don't understand what you are saying, Zhang, can you ask why they left? Did I not take good care of them?"

Zhang Xiao relayed the question, but unexpectedly the answer he got was...

"No, this chubby aunt is quite nice."

"Yes, I can feel that she is very kind, and we don't want to run away if we can help it."

"The foreign devils next door are so unruly. They talk in their sleep at night and sing in a very unpleasant way. Sometimes they even quarrel!"

"I don't know what they were talking about, but it was so noisy! We ran away because we couldn't stand it anymore."

Wait next door? ?

Zhang Xiao tilted his head and discovered that another piece of ground in the classroom was planted with mandrakes!

Let me go, there is such a thing?

Surprised, she relayed the words of the ginseng doll. Unexpectedly, Professor Sprout was even more surprised than him. She walked back and forth quickly:

"Can Mandrake talk in sleep? Can it sing? Can it also quarrel?

This is an unprecedented discovery, and the entire herbal medicine world will be shocked by this discovery! "

Seeing the excited Professor Sprout walking around in the greenhouse, Zhang Xiao wisely did not disturb him, but turned to the ginseng doll and said:

"I'll put you back later. Don't run around casually this time. If you want to go out to play, at least say something, otherwise I will tie the red rope!"

"Don't tie the red rope!"

"We won't run around anymore, but you need to make the foreign devils next door quiet down!"

After chatting for a while, Zhang Xiao finally satisfied his curiosity for the time being.

He put the two ginseng plants back into their pots and watched as their roots only touched the soil and burrowed in as smoothly as if they were burrowing into water.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered a question:

"By the way, can I ask, how did you become ginseng dolls? Obviously according to the Taoist records, the age is far from enough."

The two ginseng plants were silent for a while, and then gave an answer that made Zhang Xiao's heart skip a beat.

"We can feel it day and night, and about a month ago we saw a light."

"The light is very bright, just like the sun, golden and warm, just like your golden light!"

"A voice woke us up!"

"Yes, it was a female voice. What she said was unclear, in a foreign language!"

Zhang Xiao calculated it secretly.

That was the day I ended the game and returned to Hogwarts.

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