The red envelope fell from Ron’s hand to the ground, and soon it automatically caught fire, burning to ashes at once.

Harry and Ron sat in their seats, speechless for a long time. Hermione and Neville wanted to comfort them, but they didn’t know how.

At the Slytherin table, Goyle laughed, and then the hall rang out whispering.

Pansy asked curiously, “Why are you so smart, Draco.” ”

“Red generally represents anger, and with such a big thing, do you think the Weasleys would easily let Ron and Harry go?” It just takes a little reasoning and logical thinking, ma’am.”

“。。。。。。” Pansy said, “I shouldn’t have praised you, I always feel like you’re calling me stupid.” ”

“Hahaha, you finally found out, it’s not too stupid.”

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Hermione finally closed Sailing with Vampires and sighed. Then he looked straight at Ron and Harry.

Ron looked at her angrily, while Harry bowed his head sheepishly and carefully set his porridge aside.

All this time, thanks to the care of the Weasleys, this made Harry feel a trace of family warmth. Because Mr. Weasley is now suspended for questioning because of the two of them, which makes his conscience very uneasy.

But before he could think about it, he was pulled away by Hermione. Because today they are going to class, it is Professor Sprout’s herbology class.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione left the castle with the so-day Greenffindor sophomores, and walked through the vegetable patch to the greenhouse where magical plants were grown.

On the other side, Draco had breakfast with Pansy and the others and was about to go to class. The first lesson of the school year was an herbology class, and this year’s herb class was said to be Professor Sprout.

For classes with Green, Lytherin’s students were numb. But I believe that the lions will not forget to complain, after all, they have exuberant time most of the time.

Draco raised his head at yesterday’s evening banquet and looked at the new current Professor Spuffant, with long flowing hair, a hat buttoned on his flowing hair, and a short figure that seemed to be stained with a lot of dirt on his clothes.

Although there was a big gap between this and the beautiful teacher that Draco had fantasized about, no one noticed his disappointed expression. Everyone remembered that now Sprout Hogwarts’ new herbology teacher.

Draco knew the unique talents and achievements of any Hogwarts teacher, except for Lockhart, who, although his achievements in the Oblivion Charm were extraordinary, Draco was not qualified to compare with other professors.

Today’s herb class is taken by Greene and Slytherin, and in the class, some of the students are discussing quietly, guessing what they will learn today, of course, most of the students discussed are the top students in Slytherin and Gryffindor, you can’t expect Crabbe and Goyle to love learning, it seems that the two of them are sleepy, listless, and very in line with the state of the scumbag.

Draco and Pansy walked to the door of the greenhouse, surrounded by Grimmbidor and Slytherin students, waiting for Professor Sprout’s arrival…

Professor Sprout was late in his arrival, and he still had a lot of bandages on his arm. As soon as she entered the door, she apologized: “Sorry, lovely children, I was a little late.” There was something wrong with the beating willow, and I had to fix it. ”

She strode over the lawn, talking as she went. Gidlow Hackhart was also by her side.

Seeing that Professor Spout’s hands were covered with tape, Harry seemed to remember the strange tree from yesterday, and when he looked up, he saw that it was also covered with a lot of bandages.

Professor Lockhart still looked spotless in his turquoise robe, his neatly trimmed blonde hair shining dazzling under the turquoise wizard’s hat.

“Ha, hello everyone!” Lockhart greeted the students lining up with a smile.

I have just shown Professor Spuffant personally how to treat the ‘Hubin’ willow tree. But I don’t want you to think I’m more knowledgeable in herbalism than Mr. Spufant. I just happened to come across some of these rare plants during my travels… 2.8

After speaking, Professor Spout’s face darkened all of a sudden, obviously dissatisfied, and his speech was not as cheerful as usual. From her tone, you can hear her resentment. But not at the student, obviously at some narcissist.

“Okay, now let’s go to greenhouse three, kids!”

Because Professor Spuffant was directly interrupting Lockhart’s words, not giving him a chance to speak. The subtext is: “This is my class, you can get out.” ”

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