Chapter 63: Grete Is Also a Tsundere

Because there has been a death in Hogwarts for a long time, in order to avoid another attack.

Students in the third year and above of each house have received notice that this year's first trip to Hogsmeade has been temporarily cancelled.

As a result, Grete's newly restored reputation plummeted again in an instant.

Even if Terry wears Gretel's Merlin Order to show everyone Gretel's contribution.

Still no one wanted to stop talking bad about Gretel.

Of course, Grete, who is in confinement, knows nothing about the outside world.

He treated this confinement entirely as a training in herbalism.

In her usual herbal medicine class, Professor Sprout has prepared the materials needed for class in advance.

In the dense plant jungle behind the classroom, there are many dangerous plants transplanted by Professor Sprout from all over the world.

Therefore, little wizards are never allowed to enter privately.

It wasn't until this confinement that Grete, accompanied by the professor, saw a lot of herbal medicines that only existed in textbooks.

Like a giant, fat, black slug's baboon tuber,

The whole body is covered with some shiny bumpy protrusions. When the bumps are squeezed, yellow-green pus will flow out, and the smell is very similar to gasoline.

Herbology textbooks say that its thick juice can treat acne, but if undiluted it can cause pain and boils.

This was the first time he had seen a real thing.

There are also pink swollen pods that bloom as soon as the seeds fall to the ground. Professor Sprout said that third grade students will be asked to study this plant.

There is also a long-eared grass that swishes and shrinks into the soil when it hears a sound. Its juice can be used to prepare a potion to restore hearing.

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This greenhouse had also been expanded using the Traceless Stretching Charm. After following the professor around for more than half an hour, Gretel didn't even see the edge of the jungle.

"Okay, the plants in front may be a bit dangerous for you, and I have to be careful when handling them. I won't take you forward today.

The area we just walked through will be left to you to deal with during this period. After catching the goblins, remember to shake them unconscious and lock them up in glass bottles.

These dirty little things will produce a lot of them if they are not caught for a few days. They have destroyed dozens of herbs this semester. "

It can be seen that Professor Sprout really has a strong opinion on this group of goblins who destroy plants, and his eyes almost widen when he mentions them.

Of course, as a reward, Gretel can use some herbs to prepare the magic potion he needs.

All the professors knew that Gretel was not a murderer. This was considered a confinement to the outside world, but it was actually a way of protecting him.

In order to ensure that his character will not be destroyed by rumors.

The confinement can only be lifted after the grievances on him are washed away.

Just like Luna, if it weren't for her detached attitude towards things, if it weren't for her extraordinary optimism.

It had long been destroyed by the bullying day after day.

It seems that in her world, nothing can make her angry, and she can always resolve her sorrows in her own unique way.

She never minded other people's ridicule, even if it was malicious, she never felt annoyed.

When her classmates collected their belongings, she would just silently search for them on her own. If she couldn't find them, she would just smile coolly. She never held grudges or had any prejudice against anyone.

Anyway, Grete couldn't understand. If it were him, the grass would grow three feet high on the grave of someone who treated him like this.

She never begged others to stop playing pranks on her, nor did she go to the professor to help her find justice.

Maybe that's why others are getting more serious.

It's not that Grete never thought of helping her, but Luna's innate spirituality really put him off.

A person like him, who has so many rifts in his heart, is most afraid of meeting someone as pure as Luna.

Anyway, sometimes, things that have nothing to do with you just close your eyes and let them go.

Besides, in the original world line, without his existence, Luna would still be a fairy-like existence.

Even though he thought so, his conscience would still quietly condemn Gretel at some point.

If Luna didn't give him the feeling of being able to see through people at any time, Gretel would definitely not hesitate to lend a helping hand.

But nothing was guaranteed, so he still chose to hide far away, not only for himself, but also for the sake of those who believed in him and joined him.

After lunch, Grete fell asleep next to a sage bush in the greenhouse. I don't know who had built a small bed here.

It looked like it wasn't Professor Sprout's. The bed was a bit small for her.

This special sage bush was transplanted from Asia by Professor Sprout, and it has the effect of promoting sleep and calming the mind.

She plans to cultivate it for a few more years to make the sage bush more prosperous.

When Grete woke up again, there was only a thin layer of gold left in the sky, which reluctantly hit the crystal top of the greenhouse.

Sitting up, Gretel saw a small coffee table next to the bed, with small berries of various colors piled on the coffee table.

All he could identify were red chaff berries, small wild strawberry-like berries used in potions to cure hiccups.

There are also pink and purple raspberries, which are generally used as a catalyst in digestive potions.

There were many other dark purple and sky blue berries that he couldn't even name.

"Eat with confidence, the professor won't say anything. This is also the benefit of us helping to take care of the plants here."

When Gret was sitting on the bed in a daze, a clear and transparent voice came from not far away.

Accompanied by a rustling sound through the bushes, a tall and handsome boy walked out of the bushes.

"Hello, Cedric Diggory, fourth year Hufflepuff."

Facing Cedric's hand, Gret stood up quickly and shook hands to show friendship.

"Mike Gret, second year Ravenclaw."

"I know you, the third-class medal winner of the Order of Merlin. Yesterday, your roommate wore your medal and helped you out. He is really a good friend."

Gret smiled. Indeed, Terry has this kind of personality.

This is why Terry and him have the best relationship in the whole dormitory.

Who can not like a friend who is full of energy every day and loves to fight for justice?

"However, I heard your name last school year, Hannah Abbott, the first girl to be assigned to Hufflepuff last year.

Last school year, from less than a month after the start of the semester until I left school at the end of the semester, I could hear her praise you in the common room every day.

A few days ago, when your friends hadn't stood up for you, she stopped all those who had said bad things about you in the common room and cleared your name."

To be honest, Gret really didn't know. After so many classes together, Hannah never mentioned it to him.

"Well, it seems that I have to find a chance to repay them."

Gret shrugged and asked, "Then, senior, I want to ask you, Terry shouldn't have caused any big trouble, right?"

After all, what happened this time was much more serious than the last time. Without Cedric telling her, Gret knew how others had framed him.

The only thing he was worried about was Terry, the reckless man. If this man got too excited, he might take his wand and fight with others to protect his reputation.

If Grete hadn't stopped him last time, he would have fought with other colleges.

This time Grete was locked up, and he didn't know who could stop Terry.

"No, he just wore a medal and sent out dormitory records to everyone he met.

He tried to prove to everyone that you had been with him since you returned to the dormitory last night.

He had been sending them for a day, and the effect was pretty good. At least when I came here, there were no so many people who were sure that you were the murderer."

A warm current surged in his heart, but he said, "This guy only knows how to do these useless things."

Cedric said nothing, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

Second update.

Book friends must protect their health, good night.

Small theater

Grete: Thank you, Terry.

Terry: Friendship is priceless, long live friendship, friendship is selfless.

Grete: So, then I chose to return the Firebolt that I originally planned to give you and had already ordered.

Terry (jumps over, hugs legs, drools): A gift cannot be returned.