"This is a key material used in the new transfiguration potion developed by Durmstrang - the human-faced vine. It has a strong effect on facial deformation and can enable ordinary people to have abilities similar to Metamorphmagus in a short period of time."

When no one around answered, Deveraux calmly raised his hand and answered the question fluently.

After hearing this, Professor Sprout showed a look of surprise on his face.

"Oh my God, Alexander! I thought you were just talented, but I didn't expect you to know so much about the latest developments in the wizarding world! Slytherin plus 20 points!"

Deveraux smiled slightly, then turned his eyes to the two herbs left on the professor's desk, raised his hand and pointed, and continued.

"Thank you, professor. These two herbs should be Sirius grass and beard thorn. The former is said to be an important ingredient in a new potion for treating lycanthropy, and the latter is a special herb recently cultivated by St. Mungo for the treatment of fungal infections. This information comes from the weekly report of the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association, and it is said that they will also become the focus of the upcoming International Pharmacist Exchange Conference."

Deveraux told the source of his information.

Of course, he couldn't have read the newspaper.

Instead, he inherited it through the entries after Sprout read it.

Professor Sprout was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but applaud, saying with admiration.

"Oh my God! Alexander, your knowledge of this area is far beyond my expectations. The weekly newspaper of the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association is a very professional journal. It's incredible that you can understand it! Slytherin plus 50 points!!"

Deverot never expected that Professor Sprout would be so generous. His answer actually won 70 points for Slytherin.

After thanking the professor, he calmly sat back in his seat. However, the atmosphere around him changed all of a sudden.

The other students who were still in a daze finally reacted and exploded instantly.

The Slytherin students cheered first, and the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time finally found an outlet.

Just now, Percy had added points one after another, and they were overwhelmed the whole time. Seeing that Slytherin's presence was getting weaker and weaker, many people were even a little discouraged.

But now, Deveraux had caught up with or even surpassed Percy's performance in an instant!

A wave of excitement quickly spread among the Slytherin students.

In this cheering, the Slytherin students who had originally kept a distance from Deveraux suddenly felt that this rumored heir of the Dark Lord was actually quite handsome, and even had a convincing charm.

They really didn't expect that the third generation of the Dark Lord in their eyes could actually answer this question.

At the same time, they felt that they might really be deceived by Deveraux's childlike appearance.

At the same time, all kinds of incredible speculations were also spreading rapidly in whispers-

Some people have begun to spread that Deveraux is constantly collecting information from the outside world in order to subvert the existing Ministry of Magic.

These absurd speculations reached Deveraux's ears, making him laugh.

Subvert the Ministry of Magic?

Forget it, he is just a "happy-go-lucky" person, who has nothing to do with Voldemort's tricks?

However, not everyone is happy with this scene.

Percy Weasley, at this moment, stared at the empty flower pot in front of him with a gloomy face.

He never looked up at Deveraux from beginning to end, but his stiff expression obviously exposed his inner dissatisfaction.

No one knows what Percy is thinking at this time.

But looking at his appearance, I am afraid that the glory he just won for Gryffindor has already become eclipsed in his heart at this moment.

Professor Sprout pressed his hand, motioning everyone to be quiet, with a relieved tone in his tone.

"Students, learn from Alexander! We should always pay attention to publications like the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association's weekly newspaper and the Daily Prophet, even if it's just the most basic content. Our exams are not limited to textbooks, current affairs and dynamics are also essential knowledge points!"

As soon as she finished speaking, some students murmured in a low voice.

"Why didn't anyone mention "The Quibbler"?"

Another person answered with some sarcasm in his voice.

"What? It's been suspended for two weeks, and I don't know what happened."

Professor Sprout obviously didn't intend to be distracted by these gossips, just cleared his throat and continued.

"Okay, now everyone should observe these herbs carefully, and there will be more in-depth explanations later!"

After that, she gently waved her wand.

The somewhat shriveled herbs that were originally lying quietly on the bench suddenly underwent a wonderful change.

They seemed to be injected with life.As if alive, the branches and leaves stretched out, emitting a faint luster.

Then, they slowly floated into the air, like a group of light creatures, swaying gently in the soft light of the greenhouse.

Then, these herbs split into dozens of parts, each of which fell accurately into the flowerpots in front of the students present.

Professor Sprout began to patiently explain the characteristics of herbs, and the students listened attentively.

A practical herbology class ended in the greenhouse.

After class, Deveraux quickly finished lunch and hurried to Snape's laboratory to work for him.

When he entered the laboratory, Snape had arrived early today and was lowering his head to record the day's experimental notes.

Hearing the movement, he looked up and glanced at Deveraux, and instructed lightly.

"Are you here? Don't dawdle. Fresh Sirius grass has just been delivered today. Use it to make a new pot of potion. Hurry up."

Deveraux nodded, but subconsciously avoided Snape's eyes.

He felt guilty.

Just as he was about to wash his hands and start working, he suddenly heard Snape's low voice behind him.

"So, don't you have anything to tell me? About those...'little actions' of yours."

Deverot's hand trembled, and he almost splashed water all over himself.

He turned around slowly, stiff as a puppet, and saw Snape staring straight at him, his eyes as sharp as if to pierce him.

"I saw it in the morning class,"

Snape's tone was cold, but his tone was irrefutable.

"Don't you like to show off the most? Why did you pretend to be dumb at that time? You must be hiding something from me."

As he said, he gently put down the feather pen in his hand, leaned back on the chair, and locked his eyes on Deverot like a hawk, obviously ready to torture the truth.

Deverot secretly held his forehead, and groaned in his heart.

It seems that his scolding of the sponsor daddy has been discovered.

He was just about to argue with Snape that Granger really looked like a pervert at that time.

Snape suddenly spoke.

"So - you took the troll's finger from the storage room, what are you going to do with it? Also, the cabbage inside is old, it's time to update."

Deverot just started.

"Yes, yes, I shouldn't scold him..."

He stopped abruptly, raised his head suddenly, and widened his eyes.

"Ah? What? Troll's finger? Cabbage?"

(Fifth update! Today's update is 10,000+! Thank you for following up. I currently owe you 29 chapters, and I have returned 6 chapters, leaving 23 chapters (*°∀°))

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