Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Harry and Ron still bumped into the school's precious Whomping Willow, which caused Professor McGonagall to leave the auditorium with Snape who had just returned from the sorting ceremony. Dumbledore, Professor Flitwick, and Sparrow

After Professor Te said a few words, he also left the auditorium.

"What's going on? Why are all the professors gone?"

The little wizards talked a lot, sharing the news they heard with each other. Soon, an answer that was recognized by everyone appeared:

"Potter and Weasley flew to school in a flying car, were seen by Muggles, and crashed the precious Whomping Willow!"

"They're getting fired!"

The Slytherins were very happy. Malfoy was in high spirits and spoke his judgment loudly. Clark and Goyle echoed, and the other little snakes nodded in agreement. The Gryffindors were very anxious, they were afraid of things.

It was true as Malfoy said, Hermione and Ginny were so anxious that if they hadn't been stopped by the twins, they would have run out to find those two careless guys.

Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, on the other hand, started their daily melon-eating mode, watching the snake and lion houses quarreling.

Of course, it was impossible to start a fight. Less than half an hour later, the professors came back. Dumbledore first introduced Lockhart, who was in full bloom at the professor's chair, and then emphasized the ban on forbidden forests as usual.

After the ban on magic in the hallway, the Quidditch selection date was announced, the banquet was officially announced.

While the little wizards were enjoying the dishes carefully prepared by the house elves, the professors left the auditorium one after another.

There is a whomping willow tree in urgent need of treatment.

After dinner, we returned to the common room and found out what had happened. There was no expulsion. Harry and Ron were locked up tightly. Everything else was basically the same, except that the injury to the Whomping Willow seemed to be serious and broken.

There are so many branches. Looking from the Ravenclaw Tower, you can even see them beating the surrounding ground angrily.

After a while, it stopped.

The eaglets are very enthusiastic about the things they are interested in, and there happens to be only one Herbology class with Slytherin in the morning. They go to class right after watching The Whomping Willow, so they have plenty of time.

After waking up and having breakfast, Ike, Stuart and others walked towards the Whomping Willow along with other good-hearted little wizards. When they reached the edge of the Forbidden Forest, there were already many people eating melons around the Whomping Willow.

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Ike squeezed to the front. The Whomping Willow had calmed down, but it was obvious that its branches were severely damaged. Almost half of the original long branches were broken, and a piece of the top of the tree was suddenly missing, like a beautiful

The bottle has a chip and looks very awkward.

"It hurts very badly." Stewart also squeezed in.

"Yes." Ike frowned, "The branches and leaves were broken in half, and a piece of the main body was missing. It will take a long time to recover."

"It's okay. With Professor Sprout here, it will be well taken care of," Terry said.

"Of course, Professor Sprout is an expert in herbal medicine." Ike nodded, his frown slightly smoothed.

The few of them watched for a while, then returned to the castle and prepared to go to class.

The second grade herbal medicine class needs to realize that the herbs they take care of are already somewhat dangerous. Of course, on the first day of school, you only need to do some sowing and transplanting work. No matter what kind of magic plant, there is no danger at all in the seedling stage. Wearing a dragon

Leather gloves can easily do this.

There was still herbal medicine class in the afternoon. Ike worked in the greenhouse for almost a day before dragging his tired body back to the dormitory.

After taking a shower, Ike rested on the sofa for a while. After dinner, Ike came to the Forbidden Forest alone.

I don't know why, but when I saw the Whomping Willow in the morning, Ike had a very strange feeling, as if someone was whispering in his ear.

"Pain...anger..." simple words are more like the transmission of emotions.

Obviously, this is the feeling of the Whomping Willow.

Ike moved forward little by little. He was not sure whether the irritable Whomping Willow would attack him, or whether the Whomping Willow in this state still had the desire to attack.

It turned out that Ike's worries were unnecessary. The Whomping Willow made no move until he reached the tree trunk.

Stretching out his right hand and pressing it on the tree trunk, Ike closed his eyes and slowly channeled his magic power little by little.

"Feel with your heart, feel with your heart..."

As he murmured in his mouth, Ike seemed to feel a wounded soul in a trance. It was in pain, and although it was angry but powerless, it kept moaning.

"I know...I know..." Ike murmured, and the Whomping Willow seemed to respond. Several branches gently brushed Ike's body, just like when Julianne touched the top of his head.

"Zhi Zhi Zhi"

Several soft calls sounded, and Ike looked over curiously. They were a group of timid creatures. They had two small brown eyes, some were like small sections of bark, and some were like new branches, only a few inches in size.

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"The Bowtruckle?" Ike recognized this magical creature that was classified as XX level by the Ministry of Magic, and tentatively stretched out his hand. The little guys hid back when they saw this, only revealing a pair of eyes to look at Ike.

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The branches of the Whomping Willow moved again, and a three-inch Bowtruckle was rolled up and gently placed on Ike's shoulder. Ike carefully held the little guy in his hands, his eyes full of joy.

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"Are you asking me to take care of it?"

The branches brushed Ike's hair gently, as if blown by the wind.

"I will." Ike nodded, looked at the bowtruckle in his hand and smiled, "How about I give you a name, Jimmy?"

Jimmy blinked his small brown eyes, grabbed Ike's fingers with his two small hands, and hugged him tightly.

"It seems you like this name very much." Ike carefully put Jimmy on his shoulders. Jimmy grabbed the collar and climbed in with a little force, leaving only a small head exposed.

Ike bent down and patted the exposed tree roots at his feet: "Don't worry, Professor Sprout is the best herbalist. She will take good care of you..."

"I'm going back first, and I'll see you again later." Ike stood up and waved his hand. The Whomping Willow also swung its branches, making a swishing sound, and pulled away the tree guards who were holding on to the trunk.

The hunchbacks were frightened and made a dense squeaking sound.

"Let's go!"

Ike turned around and left. Jimmy stuck his head out of his collar and looked in the direction of the Whomping Willow, as if he was a little reluctant to leave.

Instead of trying to appease Jimmy, Ike discovered that there was a change in the system of his waste notebook. I don’t know when the title of Oak Guardian disappeared and was replaced by a new title:

Walking plants (plants regard you as their own kind, and they will protect you unless you choose to hurt them - by the Whomping Willow)

"Walking plant?" Ike reacted instantly!

"Does this mean I'm a vegetative person?"

Garbage system!