Save the Bachelor of Heaven

The next day, the new semester officially began.

In the morning, when everyone was eating, they received the school's curriculum.

I saw that the second-year studies had changed a lot compared to the first year.

First, the flying class was cancelled. Hogwarts' flying class is like a driving school in the Muggle world. As long as you learn the basic operations, it's fine. As for improving flying skills and making yourself fly faster and better, it is not the school's business, and students need to practice on their own.

Second, one class was added to the spells class, transfiguration class, potions class, and defense against the dark arts class. In this way, the workload increased by nearly 30%.

"I have to take herbology and history of magic in the morning, my God~" the fat boy Joey couldn't help complaining.

"Don't scream, herbology is not bad." Xiang Nan smiled, "After that, you can take a nap in history of magic."

If he remembered correctly, the second grade started to learn mandrake. And mandrake is a must for practicing Animagus.

According to the books Xiang Nan consulted, to practice Animagus, one must hold a piece of Mandrake in the mouth on the day of the full moon for a whole month without spitting it out or swallowing it.

Then, on a clear full-moon night, put it in a small glass bottle together with the pupa of the ghost-faced hawk moth, add a hair and a teaspoon of dew, and place it in a quiet and dark room.

Then recite the spell every morning and evening, wait until the storm comes, take the potion, and then you can try the Animagus transformation.

Of course, there are many conditions. If one condition is not met, you may have to start over.

For example, a silver teaspoon of dew needs to be collected from a place without sunlight or human traces for seven consecutive days; after the potion is prepared, it must not be taken out for inspection before taking it, let alone exposed to sunlight...

So it is still difficult to become an Animagus. Therefore, since the 20th century, there have been only seven legally registered Animagus in the UK.

Of course, there are also unregistered Animagus, but the number is still not large. It is good to practice one out of a hundred people at most.

...

The reason why Xiang Nan wanted to become an Animagus was that Animagus was better at concealment. When Animagus was transformed, the wizard would become an animal, an animal that kept its sanity and memory.

Unlike animals transformed by Transfiguration, those were really animals, without sanity and memory, unless they were restored by restoration.

And becoming a small animal with sanity and memory, such as mice, beetles, geckos, venomous snakes, birds, etc., would not attract other people's attention, so they could freely enter and exit many places and spy on many secrets that were not easy to be detected.

For example, Rita Skeeter could turn into a small beetle and spy on other people's privacy without being noticed. If it weren't for Hermione's cleverness, her secret would be difficult to be discovered.

Second, after becoming an Animagus, there is an additional means of saving life. In critical moments, you can turn into a small animal and escape. As long as no one knows his Animagus form, it is easy to escape.

For example, after Sirius became a big dog, he successfully evaded the Ministry of Magic's search many times; after Peter Pettigrew became a mouse, he also successfully concealed his identity...

Xiang Nan will fight Voldemort in the future, and no matter how many ways to save his life are too many, it is not too much, so he not only wants to become an Animagus, but also an Animagus that can change into multiple forms.

...

At nine o'clock in the morning, the students of Ravenclaw and Gryffindor gathered in the greenhouse No. 3.

Professor Sprout stood behind a bench in the middle of the greenhouse. There were more than 20 pairs of earmuffs of different colors on the bench.

"We are going to change the pot of the mandrake today. Now, who can tell me what the characteristics of the mandrake are?" The professor asked.

Lily was the first to raise her hand.

Everyone was not surprised by this.

Lily's grades have always been very good. In the whole grade, she and Xiang Nan are the most hardworking.

And Xiang Nan never likes to show off wherever Lily is.

"Mandra, also known as mandrake root, is a powerful restorative," Lily said very naturally, as if she had swallowed the textbook, "used to restore people who have been deformed or cursed to their original shape."

"Very good, ten points for Gryffindor." Professor Sprout said, "Mandra is an important component of most antidotes. But it is also dangerous. Can anyone tell me why?"

"Hearing the cry of mandrake can kill people." Lily blurted out again.

"Absolutely right, ten points." Professor Sprout said, "Look, the mandrakes here are still very young."

She pointed to a row of deep-bottomed plates and said. Everyone leaned forward to see more clearly. There were about a hundred green and purple seedlings arranged there.

"Everyone take a pair of earmuffs." Professor Sprout said.

Everyone scrambled for it, and no one wanted to get a pair of pink fluffy earmuffs.

"When I tell you to put on your earmuffs, make sure you cover your ears tightly," Professor Sprout said, "I will give you two thumbs up when it is safe to take them off. OK...put on your earmuffs."

Everyone quickly obeyed and put on their earmuffs.

Professor Sprout also put on a pair of pink fuzzy earmuffs, then rolled up his sleeves, firmly grasped a clump of grass, and pulled it up with all his strength.

When everyone saw it, they screamed.

Because what was pulled out of the soil was not grass roots, but a very ugly baby with leaves growing on its head. His skin is light green with spots on it.

The little guy had his mouth wide open and a ferocious expression, obviously shouting at the top of his lungs. Although everyone is wearing earmuffs, it is not difficult to imagine how harsh its screams are.

Professor Sprout took out a large flower pot from under the table and stuffed the mandrake doll into it, burying it in moist dark compost until only the clumps of leaves were exposed.

She patted the mud on her hands, gave them two thumbs up, and took off her earmuffs.

"Our mandrakes are just seedlings, and hearing their cries won't be fatal," she said calmly, as if she had just watered the begonias. "But, they can knock you out for a few hours, and I don't think any of you want to miss the first day of school, so make sure you wear earmuffs while you work. When it's time to pack up, I'll try to get your attention of."

"A plate for four... There are lots of pots here... The compost is in the bag over there... Watch out for the poisonous tentacle, it's teething." She gave a sharp slap on a spiky crimson plant. , causing it to retract the tentacles that quietly reached towards her shoulders.

…

Everyone immediately started to get busy.

But this job seems simple, but in fact it is not easy to do.

Because Mandrake doesn't want to be pulled out of the soil, but it doesn't seem to want to go back. They twisted their bodies, kicked their feet, waved their pointed little fists, and gnashed their teeth.

So except Xiang Nan, everyone was sweating from exhaustion.