I was expelled from Hogwarts?

Led by Professor Sprout, the students grabbed dragonhide gloves and bottles and began collecting the pus from Babo tuber.

However, collecting pus seems simple, but in practice, various problems will arise.

Others are easy to solve, but the biggest trouble is that the babo tuber is covered with pustules, and when you squeeze it hard, each pustules will splatter outward like overripe pimples.

Not to mention that the pus is extremely precious, every drop of it is a serious waste, and once it is sprayed on yourself and others, it will cause damage to the skin.

Rove, Hermione, and Neville were in a team of three, and they collected three bottles of pus with ease. No one was injured, and nothing wasted.

Professor Sprout was very satisfied and added college points to them.

Hannah wiped the sweat from her forehead in a hurry, and asked in surprise, "How did you do it?"

"Yes." Susan had a rag on her face, she didn't want to be disfigured at a young age.

Many people looked towards them, wanting to learn the technique of "squeezing acne".

"The movement must be gentle and not too rough." Rove raised his right hand and said, "Pay attention to my technique, I will demonstrate it to you."

The young man picked up a plump, liquid-filled steamed bun-shaped babo tuber, and stroked it lightly, with very gentle movements and almost no effort.

Under Rove's caress, the soft pink bulge on the top of a bulge gradually straightened up. The boy clamped it between his thumb and forefinger, and rubbed it slowly with his fingers.

Rove kneaded and fiddled for about ten seconds, holding the glass bottle against the balbo tuber, and then he squeezed lightly, and the liquid gurgled like milk from the swollen bulge.

The little wizards seemed to have opened the door to a new world, and they couldn't wait to perform Rove's demonstration... rubbing the dragon's claw hands.

However, Lavender and Ron didn't know whether they were careless or on purpose, and they pointed the Babo tuber at each other when taking the pus.

Lavender and Ron were sprayed with pus all over each other, and Harry, who was standing aside to help, was also splashed with sticky liquid.

The three were sent to the school hospital together.

After Herbalism, Gryffindors left for Care of Fantastic Beasts, while the Hufflepuffs hurried off to Transfiguration.

The Ravenclaw students had arrived, and Shirley sat quietly in the first row, watching "Transfiguration Today" intently.

Carrying the suitcase, Rove sat down beside the girl. She raised her head, came closer to sniff, and asked, "Why is there a smell of gasoline?"

"To be precise," Rove explained while taking out his books, summer homework and quills, "it's the smell of pus from Babo's tuber."

He deliberately waved his sleeve at the tip of the ponytailed girl's nose, and said with a smile, "Does it smell good?"

A slight smile appeared on Shirley's face, she shook her head and said, "It doesn't smell good."

"Then disappear... the smell will disappear." Rove raised his wand and waved it at himself. After the smell on his body was removed by magic, he said softly:

"Actually, I quite like the smell of gasoline."

Shirley tilted her head and looked at Rove, with a cute look on my face that I don't read much, don't lie to me.

"Really." Rove explained with a smile:

"Gasoline contains aromatic hydrocarbons, which stimulate the sensory cells to cause a certain kind of pleasure, which Muggles call volatile organic solvents. Abuse and addiction.

However, smoking too much is not good for the body, and it is easy to become addicted. "

Of course, some people are addicted, and naturally some people hate the smell of gasoline and diesel... Just like coriander and durian, there are love and hate parties.

Seeing Shirley resting her cheeks in a daze, Rove picked up the quill, tapped her delicate nose with the phoenix tail feathers, and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Shirley came back to her senses and wrinkled her nose, "I'm thinking about the addiction to volatile organic solvents you just mentioned."

"Oh, you also have the taste of addiction?"

The girl with ponytails looked embarrassed, she hesitated for a moment, and said boldly: "I like...the smell on your body."

"It's addictive, it's not dangerous, and it's good for your health."

Rove grinned, held Shirley's ponytail, pulled it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it vigorously, and said softly, "I like the smell of you too."

Xue Li's pretty face flushed, she gave him a light look, and said:

"It's really nice to say, but I heard an interesting rumor this morning."

The smile on Rove's face froze, and he quickly explained:

"I went to see Professor Dumbledore last night. I didn't date Helena. It's all rumors. Don't listen to their nonsense."

Shirley laughed, "I know you didn't, but I actually wanted to talk about the rumors about Heloise Midgen's nose."

As soon as Rove breathed a sigh of relief, the girl with ponytails said quietly, "But, why did everyone make rumors about you and Helena?"

Rove looked at Shirley, who had a bit of a taste, and suppressed a smile, and whispered:

"I'll give you a kiss in front of the whole class, and everyone will definitely spread rumors about us in the future."

Seeing the young man making the gesture of a hungry tiger pouncing on a sheep, Xue Li blushed slightly, and hurriedly said: "Don't make trouble..."

"What are you two doing?" A familiar voice suddenly sounded.

Both the boy and the girl were taken aback. They turned their heads and saw Professor McGonagall coming. She was standing in front of the table, looking at them both with her lips tightly pressed together.

Neville sighed, he just coughed more than a dozen times, and his throat was almost hoarse... Rove and Shirley were only talking in whispers, and didn't hear his reminder at all.

Rove quickly restrained his smile, turned around, sat upright and said, "Professor McGonagall, we were just discussing body transformation."

Shirley nodded guiltily.

Professor McGonagall gave Rove a stern look, not to mention the emerald cabbage he cultivated so hard, and now he is teaching her to lie.

Professor McGonagall picked up the summer homework that the boy had put on the table, and flipped through it. After flipping through it for a while, he said:

"Mr Scamander, your paper on variation among non-animals is very mediocre.

The abstract is a bit bloated, the review does not mention the previous work, and where is your innovation..."

"..."

Rove's scalp was numb, and he suddenly remembered that he had graduated from a bachelor's degree in his previous life. The defense teacher asked him about the innovation of his thesis... Is the chair with four legs turned into three legs, is it considered an innovation?

Professor McGonagall criticized Rove from head to toe, but finally gave it O (excellent), which made Rove very speechless.

McGonagall was able to find fault directly, but he found a reason for homework... He cried to death.

The little wizards are also not breathless, even such an excellent student as Scamander has been criticized like this, it seems that Professor McGonagall is not in a good mood.

Stepping on the class bell, Heloise Midgen returned to the classroom. Her nose was put on by Madam Pomfrey, but it was a little crooked, as if someone had punched her.

Everyone finally turned their attention from Rove to her.

Professor McGonagall strode onto the podium and said solemnly:

"In the field of herbal medicine, there is a technique of grafting a branch or bud of one plant onto a stem or root of another, so that the two joined parts grow into a complete plant... Herbalists Call it grafting."

"And in Transfiguration, there is also a way to 'graft' one object with another. We call it the conversion spell."

In this lesson, I will lead you to learn the conversion spell. "

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