Hogwarts Study Panel

Chapter 37: Sizzling Honey
"You've done a great job."

Sheehan shared his Yorkshire pudding with Justin.
He believes that sweets will make the other person feel better.

"Professor Snape is a fool."

He whispered,

"Don't be sad, Hermione, would you like some pudding?"

Sheehan really liked Yorkshire pudding, a trait stemming from the old lady who often donated supplies to the orphanage.
She always brought lots of pudding, which was the best food Sheen had ever eaten at the time.

Therefore, he always chose to sit in one of the seats with the most pudding.

"Ah."

Hermione, unusually, did not refuse.
Thus, the three's questioning of Professor Snape turned into a fierce attack on Pudding.

Professors are not always fair.

Sheen thought,
It depends on whether Harry Potter is by his side.

After finishing his pudding, Justin's speech gradually shifted towards Professor Snape's "glorious" deeds.
For example, he pretended not to be on night patrol, but actually used the Disillusionment Charm, which allowed him to capture five Gryffindors who were out at night.
For example, he stayed at school even on Christmas Day and managed to win over two couples.
For example, in class just now, because Harry didn't tell Neville the correct way to cook it—actually, Harry's mind was blank and he didn't know anything—Gryffindor lost another point.

"Oh, Hermione, I'm giving you these examples to show you that if anyone is at fault in this matter, it's definitely not you."

We all know that Professor Snape was strict, had a bad temper, and sometimes, he was even unreasonable.

Justin said softly,

Sheen nodded silently to the side.

"It would be foolish to doubt yourself, deny yourself, or make yourself sad because of an unreasonable person, even if that person is a professor."

Justin added.

Sheen nodded again.

"What do you think, Sheen?"

Justin looked at Sheehan expectantly.

Sheen thought for a moment:
"Correct."

"Ok."

Justin nodded, looking rather helpless.

At this moment, Sheehan noticed that Hermione was trembling slightly. He pulled Justin aside,

The two stood up and stood in front of Hermione, pretending to chat casually so that no one could see the little witch's soft sobs.

"Hermione always keeps quiet when she's wronged. I think I need to keep a closer eye on her."
She always pretended not to care, but those who bullied her never knew how heartbroken she was.

Sheehan heard Justin whisper,

"Also, how can I let her know... that she doesn't have to pretend to be strong in front of her friends?"

Sheehan stared blankly at Justin, remembering that Hermione indeed had few friends and was ostracized by Gryffindor.
Ron even gave her a nickname and made sarcastic remarks, causing her to hide in the sink and cry.
Hermione was all alone until at least Halloween.

Soon, Sheen breathed a sigh of relief.
At least now, she has two friends.

……

Ravenclaw's only class today is Herbalism in the afternoon.
Sheen had already arrived in front of the domed building.

The No. 1 greenhouse was filled with the damp, warm scent of earth, and the glass dome filtered the afternoon sunlight into a hazy golden-green hue.

Professor Sprout, sleeves rolled up and his dragon-skin gloves covered in humus, was carefully handling a plant that resembled a spider's nest.

Three Hufflepuff students huddled together around a deep trough where pumpkin-shaped plants were growing, their heads draped in scarves, gesturing and discussing what they were.

"The clever little sprouts should remember that this plant is called Spider Egg, although it looks like spider eggs, it is actually a berry with two green sides."
Don't be alarmed when you see its roots; they're not real spiders, but rather its roots.
Can someone tell me how often I can harvest spider eggs?

The fat professor's words left the Hufflepuffs in a dilemma.

Neville seemed to have thought of something, but stammered and couldn't say it. As for Ernie and the short, chubby boy, their eyes were full of confusion.

"The book describes it as a perennial plant, with three to four harvests, which may increase if cultivated well."

A wizard once successfully bred a spider to lay eggs five times.

A clear voice drifted over, and Professor Sprout laughed enthusiastically:

“Mr. Green, that’s a very good answer… It’s a pleasure to meet you, child.” As she spoke, she directed Neville and the others to pick the Christmas cactus.

Ah, the warm sun, the warm summer, always new buds take root.

Sometimes I wonder if I don't have enough energy, otherwise how could I have difficulty even instructing several junior wizards at the same time...

Mr. Longbottom, watch your legs! Wingardium Leviosa—”

Neville almost spilled dragon manure on his shoes, but Professor Sprout caught the barrel in time with a levitation charm.

"Oh! Mr. McMillan!"

Professor Sprout exclaimed and went to deal with Ernie, who was surrounded by the bouncing bulbs.

At that moment, the door opened.

A tall figure walked into the greenhouse:

"Not all first-year wizards are named Sheehan Green, right?"

Bruce leaned against the plant stand, a teasing glint in his eyes.

……

After the herbalism class,

Sheen thought he probably shouldn't come to the greenhouse anytime soon.
The chubby professor was so busy that he was sweating profusely, especially after leaving three more Hufflepuffs behind in the Herbalism class, which made him even more tireless.

The greenhouse corridor,
A gentle breeze was blowing.

Bruce leaned against the wall like a statue, and Sheehan thought he definitely had the potential to be a model.

After all, the two senior witches around him had glanced at him no less than ten times.

"Sizzling honey—"

Bruce placed a piece of candy that looked very sweet in Sheen's hand.

"Want to try it now?"

Sheen curiously ate the fruit juice milk jelly ball.

Then a loud shout was heard:
"Green, don't eat it! Damn Bruce, you bastard—"

Leon's blond hair gleamed in the warm sunlight, but even as he strode over, he couldn't stop Bruce in time.

Sheen vaguely sensed a magical force, and then he floated up, along with his senior Bruce beside him.
"Isn't that amazing?!"

he said excitedly.

"Your Merlin underwear is amazing!"

Leon held Sheehan and Bruce's hands, one on each side.

I should let you fly!

Leon glared fiercely at Bruce.

"Sorry, Green, that's just how Bruce treats his friends."
Pister and I were often tricked by him.

Let me explain: Zizi Bee Candy is a fruit juice milk jelly ball that makes you float into the air.

One of its ingredients is the biliwig worm, which causes dizziness and then makes people float up unsteadily.

When Leon looked at Sheen, his anger had clearly subsided, and his voice was gentle.

"Oh, come on! Leon! You can't bear to part with him!"

At this moment, Bruce seemed to still be laughing loudly.

Then Sheen saw Leon let go of her hand.

"Leon! No! No! I was wrong—"

As Bruce screamed in alarm, Sheehan saw Leon smugly shake his wrist.

It turned out that he had unknowingly tied a rope between himself and Bruce.
"I always have a dishonest way of dealing with dishonest guys."

Sheen heard him say that.

(End of this chapter)