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Chapter 611 Herbal School
Andrew didn't notice what Dumbledore was planning.

After that, he had no time to think about Dumbledore's plan - after he got off the plane and submitted his and Professor Moody's entry application documents, the Brazilian Ministry of Magic directly sent three Aurors and a Ministry of Magic official to receive him and take him to Castrobus.

"You're really not going to the Ministry party, Mr. Taylor?"

"Sorry, I have an appointment with the professor in Castrobushe, and Professor Moody doesn't like overly lively scenes," Andrew shook his head to reject the other party's invitation. "Although I am very interested in the magical world here, when I think of the Dream Tree, I can't help my curiosity."

"Yes, the Dream Tree, the greatest achievement of Castrobush," the reception official said proudly, "Our herbs are number one in the entire magic world."

A country and a school may not have much influence when communicating within their own country, but their cohesion is incredibly strong when communicating with the outside world.

"Of course, this is inseparable from Mr. Taylor's discovery that dreams are a treasure trove of wizards' thoughts and another world for wizards," he added quickly, "In fact, I sometimes wonder, we can dive into memories and experience the life in memories, so why can't we dive into dreams?"

"Good idea," Andrew nodded in agreement. "I've occasionally thought that maybe we could create a dream that everyone can immerse themselves in, and then we can freely communicate or do something else on it."

But this view did not receive a response from the other party. Even the clattering sound of Professor Moody's wooden leg stopped. Andrew turned his head and found that the other party opened his mouth in surprise. "This is new content that is still confidential. You have already predicted it?"

what?
Andrew was also stunned.

No, are you serious?

What if the wizard evolves but doesn't call me?
We are still researching aerospace technology, but here you directly point out the game cabin system?

"No, I just thought of it occasionally, but, Mr. Marcus, did you really figure it out?"

The bearded professor was a little nervous, but soon relaxed - he suddenly realized that the person in front of him came here to study that, and the confidentiality code did not apply to him.

Things are placed directly in front of people for them to see. It would be too weird to talk about keeping it confidential.

"It's just a prototype. Elsa has her own simple thinking, but she's still a little stupid, just like my little daughter."

A hint of tenderness emerged on Marcus' face - although it was mostly covered by the beard, it still softened the facial lines a lot.

"Elsa?"

Andrew was stunned for a moment and began to complain in his heart - is it necessary to keep it so secret? Does the letter really say nothing?

But the situation at Hogwarts is not much better. The return capsule is about to come down, but the secret is still tightly held and will not be shared until results are achieved.

No one can blame anyone here. Anyway, Hogwarts has one master of herbology and one expert... no, according to the classification, Professor Adams who created the fill light is automatically considered a master of herbology. That means both masters of herbology have not revealed anything.

"Yes, Aisha, that's the name we gave it before. It's more spiritual than any other plant we've ever seen. Mandrake is already the most energetic plant, but in front of it, it's like an ordinary herb with only basic reactions."

"She can communicate?"

"Well, some simple communication, but still clumsy." Now that he had brought it up, Mr. Marcus did not hide it any more. "And being immersed in dreams is completely different from being immersed in memories. In fact, how should I put it? It's like we have entered a huge bare island, and on the island, our group of people can freely touch dream balls of various colors and experience dreams in a more intuitive way than the existing dream beads." "Very interesting, can Elsa generate dreams? Oh, this is a bit difficult. Can it express what nutrients it needs or express feelings such as joy?"

"No problem at all." Mr. Marcus nodded, "She doesn't like fresh dragon dung very much, and she also hates having trees nearby..."

???

Who asked you this?

Also, aren’t you an official from the Ministry of Magic? How do you know so much?

Andrew stared at him in confusion. "Mr. Marcus, I'm sorry. I suddenly realized that I forgot to ask you what you are responsible for."

"Herb Cultivation Guidance Office," Mr. Marcus said in broken English. "I am responsible for some technical guidance work."

"No wonder, this place is indeed the magic world with the highest herbal medicine production," Andrew was stunned for a moment, then he immediately figured it out.

"So that's how it is," Andrew nodded repeatedly, "I heard that the Muggles here are very good at growing sugarcane?"

"We are not only good at Muggles, but also at cooking. To be more precise, our candies and herbs are the best in the world." Mr. Marcus straightened his chest again. "Please look forward to today's dessert, Mr. Taylor. I believe that there will be no better in the entire wizarding world."

Andrew was a little confused when he heard the sound of Professor Moody's wooden leg, but he couldn't say anything.

"Then I can't wait to see you, Mr. Marcus."

"You won't be disappointed. Please come this way, Mr. Taylor," receptionist Marcus took Andrew directly to a fireplace and sprinkled Floo powder on him as if it was free.

“The target point is near the Castrobusa campus. We will have to walk for a while, but the passage has been fixed.”

"I'll check."

Professor Moody was walking in the front - he didn't say much along the way, obviously trying to maintain his image as Professor Moody.

After a brief examination, Andrew was taken into a large rainforest with a puzzled look on his face.

No kidding, the dark forest blocked out most of the light, making Andrew feel like he was back in the forbidden forest. The insects, weeds, rotten leaves and messy tree roots on the ground made him wonder if he was transferred to an undeveloped place - even the fireplace they came from was a simple stove made of stacked stones.

If Professor Moody hadn't made any unusual movements, he would have been ready to draw his wand and take action.

Just looking at this scene, he would believe it if they said that the person was abducted and wanted to kill him - it was so remote that it looked like a primeval forest!
"She is so beautiful every time I come here," Mr. Marcus stood at the front of the team and began to point the way. "This way, Mr. Taylor, it is more beautiful than you can imagine. It is just like a huge temple. Although it looks like the ruins of a forest from a distance, you will know how beautiful it is when you get closer!"

(End of this chapter)