Hogwarts: Start By Destroying Nurmengard Prison

"I just thought I saw Ian walk into that greenhouse."

Harry said to Ronald and Draco.

Draco and Ronald looked at the greenhouse again after hearing Harry's words.

Draco smiled and said:

"Ian can definitely go in."

"I'm absolutely sure that everything in it has something to do with Ian."

Harry nodded, he felt the same way.

And Ronald laughed out loud, he didn't think it had anything to do with Ian.

He thought Harry and the others had deified Ian.

Ian is not Merlin, so it is impossible for him to have anything to do with it.

Ronald's laughter was heard by Sprout, and she looked over to Ronald and the others.

Sprout saw that the three of them were still in the Eighth Conservatory.

"Mr. Weasley, Mr. Potter, and Mr. Malfoy."

When Harry and the others heard Sprout's roll call, they immediately turned their attention back to the third greenhouse.

Sprout said with a straight face:

"What did I just say?"

Harry and the others showed embarrassment, they really didn't know what Sprout said just now.

"Sorry Professor."

Sprout shook his head resignedly, Gryffindor's students were curious.

That Slytherin Draco Malfoy was made like a lion by the two of them too.

But the mild-mannered Sprout did not embarrass Harry and the others, but said to the little wizards:

"Children, I solemnly tell you."

"Don't even think about getting close to that greenhouse."

"The stuff inside are some dangerous magical plants.

"So put away your curiosity.

"After your knowledge is sufficient to deal with the dangers, you will have the opportunity to touch them.

"Please pay attention to the class, especially you, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley and Mr. Malfoy."

The little wizards immediately stopped their curiosity when they heard Sprout's words.

"Good professor!"

Sprout nodded with satisfaction:

"Then I'll say it again, mandrakes...

The ensuing sessions were no surprises.

Only Neville surprised Harry and the others.

After all, Neville hadn't been stunned by Ian's undead in Defense Against the Dark Arts.

The result was that the ugly juvenile mandrake was pulled out of the soil and fainted.

"Harry, I'm really sick of those disgusting mandrakes!"

Ronald kept complaining to Harry after class.

The mandrakes looked like wrinkled babies, and they were still moving around when they were repotted.

If Ronald hadn't worn gloves, his hands would have been bitten and swollen.

Just as Ronald kept complaining, the door of the eighth greenhouse was pushed open.

I saw Ian walking out of it, holding several flesh-colored round fruits in his hands.

After Harry saw Ian, he quickly pulled Ronald who was still complaining.

He said to Draco and Ronald:

"Wait Ronald, Ian is out, let's go to Ian for help!"

Draco saw Ian too, and he agreed with Harry very much.

His ears were almost numb from Ronald's noise.

Ronald reluctantly stopped complaining.

The three walked quickly towards Ian.

Ian was very satisfied looking at the fruit in his hand, and his winemaking material finally matured under the cultivation of Sprout.

After a year of last year, the wine in his collection has almost been drunk.

But Ian didn't dare to take too many fruits to make wine at once.

Potion research needed these fruits, as did his and Nico's research.

And Sprout's serious eyes, Ian also couldn't stand it.

At this moment, Ian sensed that the soul fluctuations of the three of Harry were approaching him.

The three of Harry stopped in front of Ian, and they were looking curiously at the greenhouse door behind Ian.

Because after Ian came out, they found that the door of the greenhouse hadn't been completely closed.

They could see through the gap in the gate that there seemed to be many beautiful magical plants inside.

It's just that before the three of them could fully see what kind of plants those were, the door of the greenhouse was completely closed.

There was a white magic light flashing on the door as it closed.

Ian looked up at the curious three and asked:

"What's the matter with you?"

Harry heard Ian's words and looked at Ian, and then they noticed the fruit that Ian was holding in his hand.

Draco asked curiously:

"Ian, is that a fruit in your hand?"

Ian smiled and nodded, turned over a fruit in his hand and showed it to the three of Harry:

"The fruit of the psychedelic flower, a good material for wine making."

The three of Harry only saw a green human face growing on the fruit!

And the eyeballs on Zhang Ren's face were still staring at them.

The faces of the three of Harry turned pale instantly.

Ronald was so frightened that he almost fainted.

Seeing that the faces of the three people were not very good-looking, Ian received the fruit of the psychedelic flower of the human head into the space ring, leaving only one fruit in his hand.

"…" Oh! I forgot that this thing might be a little irritating to you guys. "

"Tell me, what's the matter with me."

"You probably didn't come to ask me for fruit."

The three of Harry nodded quickly, even if they gave them that kind of horrible thing, they wouldn't want it!

And the things in the greenhouse in front of me seem to be really scary!

So Harry told the story of Lockhart directly:

"Ian, I find that I kind of hate Lockhart.

"Obviously I haven't met him a few times."

"It feels like it was born!"

"Did I get another curse..."

Ian looked at Harry when he heard Harry's words, and finally his gaze stayed on the scar on Harry's forehead.

Then Ian (Li Haohao) nodded and said to Harry:

"If you're worried, let me check you first."

Harry nodded nervously.

Seeing Harry tense up, Ian smiled and said:

"Soon, it will be fine in a while."

After speaking, Ian stretched out his left hand and tapped Harry's forehead with his index finger.

A trail of black smoke entered the ring on Harry's forehead from Ian's index finger.

Harry felt a cold sensation on his forehead, but it disappeared quickly.

Harry asked Ian suspiciously:

"Ian, is this?"

"Just wait."

After speaking, Ian cleaned the fruit in his hand with a spell.

He took a bite out of the unbelievable gazes of Harry and the others.

Bloody red juice trickled down the corner of Ian's mouth.

"It's been a long time since I tasted this taste."

"Would you like one? It's delicious."