After binding the comprehension system, I crossed into Hogwarts

Pomona Sprout closed the door of the second greenhouse and returned to her office not far away.

Compared with other colleagues' offices in the attic or tower, she prefers this first-floor room.

In addition to the teaching materials of the herbal medicine class, there are her various plant specimens and potted plants in the room. The two small but well-lit wooden windows will let in enough sunlight to illuminate these green lives.

She took out a memo from the wooden bookshelf, and used an ink pen to tick off another to-do item on it.

"September 9, morning:

Second-year Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw herbal medicine lessons, pruning fang geraniums, dealing with mooncrawler feces...

in the afternoon:

Fifth grade Hufflepuff and Gryffindor herb practice class, keeping Huaxia biting cabbage warm, writing greeting cards to students..."

After ticking off the item she had just completed, her eyes moved to the last line.Immediately, she pulled out another thick booklet, which looked very old.

It was the record book of the basic data of the new Hufflepuffs every year since she became Head of Hufflepuff, including their birthdays and other information that required special attention.

She has applied the highest level of protection magic to this booklet, and no one else can look up the information except herself. Otherwise, if it falls into the hands of someone with a heart, it will bring a lot of trouble to her students.

She took out the glasses that she didn't usually use from the drawer and put them on, opened the booklet and looked, and quickly found the record she wanted.

"Delfina... for her thirteenth birthday, let me see what kind of greeting card I should give her." She was thinking in her heart, her brows were slightly wrinkled, and she looked very different from her usual self.

Newcomers often mistake her for the campus gardener, since she prefers to dress like a farmer in order to tend to her eccentric plants.With her glasses on now, she looked more like a scholar than usual.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Sprout looked up and said softly, "Please come in."

Sun Zhu, who was dressed in a sparrow-yellow Quidditch robe, walked in with a broomstick in his left hand and a textbook in his right hand.

"Son, why haven't you returned to the dormitory so late? What's the matter?"

Sprout noticed that she was sweating slightly on her forehead, a few strands of hair were sticking to her face, and her cheeks were reddish, as if she had just come running.

She got up and poured a cup of warm milk for Sun Zhu, and placed it on the small coffee table in front of Sun Zhu.

"Dean, I'm here to help Karina ask you for leave. Her foot hit the broom and her leg was injured by the Bludger. I'm afraid she won't be able to attend class tomorrow."

Sprout took off his glasses and frowned deeper: "Oh, poor child, where is she now? Has she been sent to the infirmary?"

"Don't worry too much, she has already been sent to Madam Pomfrey. Madam Pomfrey checked her wound, gave her medicine, and said that the condition is not serious, but she needs to rest for two days. She is now Fell asleep in the infirmary."

"Okay, I see, tomorrow I will explain the situation to some of her professors for Miss Jones." Sprout nodded, "It's almost curfew, I'll take you back to the dormitory, okay?"

"Please wait a moment." Sun Zhu looked at her with some hesitation, but still handed her the thing that had been in his arms all the time.Only then did Sprout realize that these were not textbooks, but two identical notebooks.

"Dean, these are the diaries I picked up on campus. I don't know if the owner is looking for them. I...I think I should leave them to you." Sun Zhu held the steaming milk, "There is a diary It was thrown to me by Peeves, and the other one was picked up by senior sister Tonks. The owner's name is written on the title page, but we don't know each other."

Sun Zhu lowered her voice with some guilt. Originally, she planned to hand them over to Professor McGonagall, but she changed her mind temporarily.When Hufflepuff students pick up things, their first reaction should be to give them to their dean. Although Professor McGonagall may know Voldemort better than Professor Sprout, she believes that her dean can handle them properly .

Unexpectedly, Sun Zhu saw the dean put on glasses again, opened the diary and read it several times, and said: "There is nothing written on it, Zhu, whose name did you see on it?" ?”

Sun Zhu opened his eyes slightly: "No? It says, Tom..."

She leaned over to take a look, and the signature on it was still there, but the dean couldn't see it.Sun Zhu knew that Professor Sprout would not tell such a lie, so she blinked nervously.

Only you can see the noseless name, why?Could it be that Dumbledore discovered her abnormality and used this to test her reaction?

"I see, boy, this is the headmaster's magic. He sometimes plays tricks... little games to test the students. Often few people can guess his intentions, but if you are lucky enough to pass his test, you may Get extra points at the end of the term." Professor Sprout shook his head with a smile, "I can sense the magic left by the headmaster on this book, it is harmless to you, if the headmaster has other intentions, he will Let you know."

"Then do you think I picked it up because of a coincidence, or?" Sun Zhu became more and more nervous when he heard it. Ordinary students might really not care about it, but she did have a lot of serious things to hide from the principal after all, so she inevitably felt guilty.

"The principal's test is not aimed at any student, it is all due to fate." Professor Sprout clicked on the cover, "However, only children who love learning will notice such an old book. You can pick it up Well, it's a coincidence and fate."

"Haha... I understand. It's just that the signature on this one is Tom Marvolo Riddle, do you know this person? Or, in fact, the headmaster made up this name?"

The smile on Professor Sprout's face did not change, and he continued to whisper: "I think I know this person, but you don't have to worry about it, he is not a very important person now."

Sun Zhu nodded blankly.

The dean's tone was calm enough, as if to say, I know Xiao Fu, but I haven't seen him for a long time, and I don't know how he is doing now.

Very calm and breezy.

Maybe she was really overwrought?

"If you are worried, I can also help you return the things to the principal? But I suggest you keep it for yourself, maybe this is some kind of extra point prop. The principal used to put a lot of cockroaches in the school's medicine garden, everywhere Running around. The students were terrified, and after catching a lot of them, they realized that it was not a cockroach, but a kind of candy that looked like a cockroach."

Sun Zhu opened his mouth halfway, speechless for a while.

As expected of you, the old bee who likes to eat cockroach piles.

"Later he announced that if you take undamaged cockroach candies, you can go to him to exchange for college points, one will add 5 points. Many students trampled them, or broke them to pieces, or didn't dare to touch them at all... In the end it was Gryffindor caught the most cockroaches, but Hufflepuff got the most bonus points and ended up winning the House Cup that year. That was about a decade ago."

"I... see, then I'll keep them all? I'll go to the headmaster for extra points at the end of the term!"

"Of course." Professor Sprout nodded cooperatively, "Okay, drink up the milk, and then I'll take you back, and then I'll see how Miss Jones is doing."

"Cough, actually..." Sun Zhu lowered his head slightly, "Dean, I didn't come alone. Someone was waiting for me outside the door, oh, he was looking at the moonshine grass you planted, so he didn't come in."

Professor Sprout said with a smile: "Well, well, but just in case, take this note with you. In case you are caught by Mr. Filch or the prefect on the way back, curfew is almost here Alright, stay safe."

Holding the broom and notebook, Sun Zhu showed a big smile to the dean of his family: "Okay, goodbye dean. I forgot to say, Happy Teacher's Day! You have an outstanding temperament today, I love you~"

Professor Sprout looked at the closed door, shook his head and smiled.