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Wednesday morning, herb class.
George, without a surprise, scored a ten for Slytherin again.
Originally, this body followed the old wizard selling potions for years, and had a lot of understanding of herbs and potions. With the help of its original computer, the problems of the first year are far from challenging him.
In the afternoon, George left the castle alone, walking along a path that led to Hagrid's cabin in the Forbidden Forest.
It's July now, the most comfortable time of year when it's neither too hot nor too cold. Various wildflowers bloom along the road outside the castle. The grass is as green as can be and extends all the way to the edge of Black Lake.
If you walk a little further along the grass towards Black Lake, you might find a couple of senior witches chatting on the hillside.
Children abroad are generally mature, and the wizards at Hogwarts are even more so; many start dating in their second or third year. It's rare for people like Ron and Harry, who didn't start dating until their fourth or fifth year.
Without disturbing the little lovebirds, you walked along, passing through the Quidditch pitch and a long stone bridge.
At last, he saw a three or four times larger wooden house at the edge of an endless forest. And there were huge pumpkin plants in front of it.
"Woof! Woof! Woof!"
Just as he was about to walk into the small cottage, a large black dog suddenly jumped out from the side, barking defiantly at him.
George's eyes locked onto the large black dog, his mind working, and the dog froze for a moment before wagging its tail.
"Yaya, stop it!"
At this moment, the door of the cottage was also pushed open, and Hagrid revealed his massive figure.
"It's you, little boss. Welcome to come over. Just as I made rock skin cake, you can have a bite with this little friend."
"That's quite an honor."
George's face revealed a surprised expression. He didn't expect there to be other guests here today besides him.
"Ginny, how did you get here? You said you had a class in the afternoon."
Entering the cottage, he saw Ginny sitting on a chair that was taller than himself.
According to what he knew, the Gryffindors only had Fridays off and didn't have classes in the afternoon, while today was Wednesday.
"George, you...you're right. I have to go prepare for my class now."
Ginny jumped down from the chair in a bit of a hurry and ran out of the cottage quickly.
Hagrid placed the rock skin cake he had just made on the table and chuckled.
"Little girl wants to ask me when Harry usually comes over, but she was scared away by you. So her share is to be solved by you."
"Hmm, that rock skin cake smells delicious. Unfortunately, I just had lunch in the Great Hall before I came, so it's... such a pity."
George rubbed his round stomach, looking very disappointed as he pushed the rock skin cake in front of him back.
Hagrid's rock skin cake was made according to his own teeth, so hard that it could be used as a brick. He didn't want to crack his teeth.
Seeing that George's belly was quite round, clearly indicating that he had eaten a lot of food, Hagrid also showed a look of regret and finished the rock skin cake in three or four bites.
"Wait until next time, next time you come over, you must leave some room for it."
"Hagrid, I am very interested in magical creatures and have read some books on the subject. I have a few questions that I would like to ask you."
George drew his lip back, then spoke out the purpose of this visit.
He can communicate with magical creatures through mental ability, but that doesn't necessarily mean he can tame them for his own use. It just means he has a greater advantage compared to ordinary wizards.
Just like the magical creature expert, Newt Scamander, who is said to be able to communicate with magical creatures naturally.
However, Newt Scamander was able to tame so many powerful magical creatures mainly because he had a thorough understanding of their habits and could therefore administer the appropriate treatment.
"You are interested in magical creatures, that's great. As long as I know, I can tell you."
Hagrid, with his simple nature, immediately started talking at length when he heard that George shared the same interest with him.
George listened on this side, and his original body was also making notes simultaneously on the other side.
Learning about magical creatures is not only to tame powerful magical creatures for personal use, but also to pay attention to the resources in the Forbidden Forest.
Many rare magical creatures are a treasure trove, essential materials for making magical items and potions. And there are many such rare magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest.
For example, the venom of the eight-eyed giant spiders is worth 100 Galleons per ounce, and there are at least one hundred of them in the Forbidden Forest.
When it comes to making money, the so-called most profitable potions master, in fact, doesn't make as much money as the magical animal master.
However, most magical creature masters are fond of magical creatures and would not deliberately exploit them for profit. Moreover, it's not an easy thing to become a magical creature master, and without certain strength, one could easily be eaten by the magical creatures.
Newt is naturally able to communicate with magical creatures, while Hagrid has half giant blood.
In fact, it's not just about the money. Sometimes, things that cannot be bought with money can be obtained through rare magical creatures, which symbolize an important resource for exchange.
On Thursday, morning there is Transfiguration class and Dark Magic Defense class, afternoon there is Charms class, and in the evening there is a lesson on Magical History.
George earned an additional 40 points for Slytherin, letting Slytherin's score gallop ahead, far outdistancing the other three houses, proving his words from that morning wasn't just big talk.
Because of this, he gradually gained the reputation of a "Star of Slytherin" at school, a rising star in Slytherin.
In fact, in terms of overall points scored, Slytherin is not weak every year. With Snape's bias, they have been able to win the house cup every year.
Last year, Hermione the academic superstar came, scoring too many points. Even though Harry and Ron held back, Snape deducted points, and the gap wasn't pulled much in the end, allowing Dumbledore to successfully reverse the situation by gaining extra points through the Philosopher's Stone incident.
This year, George can score even better than Hermione, not just in other subjects but also in Magic History. There's no deduction from Snape this time, so even if Dumbledore is biased, a difference of a hundred points or two can be understandable. But a few hundred points' difference isn't something that can be easily made up for anymore.
Sharing the same idea with him are also the head of Slytherin, Snape Professor.
"Does anyone know the ingredients needed to make a potion to treat boils, George, you come and answer?"
On Friday morning, during the Potions class, when George stood up to answer questions for the fifth time, he felt slightly embarrassed himself.
"It is narcissus root powder, aconite, and hedgehog spines, Professor."
"It seems that not everyone is an idiot, Slytherin gets five points added."
Snape looked around the classroom, and the other little wizards all lowered their heads except George.
"Next, let's try to make this potion. I hope you won't be so stupid."
As they followed the steps to make the potion, George couldn't help but marvel at how Snape was indeed completely different from Professor McGonagall.
In fact, the questions just asked by Snape were a bit over their heads. Except for people like George who could always find the herb and spellbook at hand, other little wizards would have difficulty answering them.
You said he was biased, but indeed only George could raise his hand and answer correctly. If pushed, even Dumbledore couldn't say anything.
But George was sure that Snape wanted to boost his points, otherwise he wouldn't ask questions five times in one class. He was certain that he would also get points when he made the potion successfully.
Indeed, as soon as the first one made the potion, Snape came over to him like a large bat.
"Excellent potion, Slytherin gets five points added."
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