Chapter 347 Gryffindor Weasley and Potato (Thanks to the Leader of "Palms")

"How about we grow potatoes!"

Ron Weasley raised his hand and looked at Professor McGonagall excitedly.

"When we were at home, my mother planted a lot of potatoes in the garden. Not only were they easy to grow and harvest, but they were also delicious. And what's even better than at home is that at least there won't be any in the vegetable patch at Hogwarts. There are goblins.”

Although it is not as spacious as Malfoy Manor, as the residence of a pure-blood magical family, the Burrow where the Weasley family lives is actually quite large - at least they have a large garden.

For Ron, almost all of his childhood fun was closely related to the huge garden outside the house.

It was a messy garden overgrown with weeds and surrounded by many tangled trees at the base of the wall. All kinds of strange plants sprouted from each flower bed. There was a large green pond on the right side of the garden, with many frogs living in it.

Of course, frogs are not the only residents in the garden. Regularly cleaning up the group of silly goblins can be said to be a fixed labor that the men of the Weasley family will experience every once in a while.

"Goblin, what is that? Are they like the goblins at the gate of Gringotts?"

Harry turned his head curiously, nudged Ron secretly with his shoulder, and asked softly.

This was the first time he heard Ron talk about the situation at home. Before that, he knew more about wizard families in the wizarding world from Draco Malfoy, and his own Some ideas - such as the door that automatically greets you, the respectful house elf, the large bed of several hundred square meters, the bathroom as wide as a basketball court...

"Oh, don't say that in front of the goblins, otherwise they will fight you. As for the goblins, what should I say..."

Percy Weasley walked over, patted Harry on the shoulder, and made an oval shape in the air with his hands.

"About this size, with a round body, rough and tough skin, like burlap, short hands and feet, and a big, bare head that looks like a potato at first glance... Speaking of which..."

Percy paused suddenly, raised his eyebrows thoughtfully, and had a nostalgic look on his face.

"I also vote for potatoes. If you think about it carefully, potatoes can make a lot of delicious things, such as mashed potatoes, boiled potatoes, baked potatoes, potato wedges, potato pancakes..."

As he spoke, Percy Weasley twirled his fingers and began to count seriously the "potato platters" he had seen on the dining table after entering Hogwarts over the years.

"There are also fried potato shreds, baked potato slices, potato salad, lettuce and potato soup, potato stew..."

The Weasley twins came over with strange smiles on their faces, and continued Percy's words.

After reciting the instructions for at least a dozen potatoes in one breath, one of the red-haired boys, I don't know if it was George or Fred, shrugged and concluded helplessly while taking advantage of the breather.

"If you include all the weird ways my mother has created over the years, I think I can still recite it for at least ten minutes."

"Well, I just want to say that potatoes are indeed a good choice... After all, you only need to cut the sprouted potatoes and bury them in the ground, and there is almost nothing to worry about."

Percy spread his hands and looked at the little wizards around him and explained.

It has to be said that the Weasley family's numerical advantage is fully reflected at this time.

As the four Weasley brothers added something to each other, the other little wizards around looked at each other and unconsciously echoed. For a while, the only word left on the scene was the word "potato".

"Why don't the remaining places be filled with potatoes, so we can have more training time."

"From what you've heard, potatoes seem easy to grow?"

"That's right, you just need to bury it in the soil, water it, cast some magic and wait for a good harvest."

"Wow! Is it really that easy?! I think Wood is right, we might as well just plant potatoes!"

"Yes, we have already grown lettuce anyway, and the school will also provide meat."

"Professor McGonagall, can we grow all potatoes except wheat and lettuce?"

"We are lions! We mainly eat meat. Weasley, you are really geniuses!"

"..."

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About half an hour later.

Professor McGonagall rubbed her forehead with a headache and glanced helplessly at the students in front of her.

You know, in order to satisfy the preferences of the little wizards as much as possible, after consultation, Hogwarts specially prepared the seeds and germs of nearly a hundred kinds of plants - from staple food plants such as wheat, rice, and potatoes, to lettuce and radishes. , cauliflower, parsley and other edible vegetables; from fruit plants such as apples, bananas, peaches, and watermelons, to seasonings such as ginger, onions, garlic, fennel, and coriander...

It can be said that it covers more than 90% of daily dietary needs. According to Professor McGonagall's original idea, they will spend at least half a day to determine the list of planting categories today, instead of like now...

"So, it seems that you have already discussed it?"

As Professor McGonagall spoke, she raised the unused long piece of parchment in her hand and repeated it again.

"I repeat again, except for wheat and lettuce, all the remaining land is planted with potatoes?! Or, do you want to listen to the seed list at the back..."

"No, Professor McGonagall! We like potatoes!"

"That's right, let's start planting potatoes quickly. After planting, we can move around freely, right?!"

"...I, I think maybe not...otherwise...listen to Professor McGonagall...and"

Amidst the din, a weak girl's voice was almost completely drowned out.

Hermione Granger looked around at the excited classmates with a headache. She had the same look on her face as Professor McGonagall, sighed silently, and closed her mouth silently.

Oh, forget it... potatoes will be potatoes.

It's really not a big deal. Every time after eating, she will sit next to Elena and act like a little mealworm.

After following Elena closely in the past few days to understand the operating logic of the Hogwarts kitchen, she knows very well how terrible a single ingredient can be. Planting all potatoes is easy, but the one who will suffer in the end will definitely not be Elena.

Not to mention the ease of transitioning from frugality to extravagance, but the difficulty of transitioning from extravagance to frugality - under a subtle influence, Hermione could no longer stand the "potato platters" that once seemed so rich at Hogwarts.

But on the other hand, it is not entirely a bad thing that Gryffindor House’s vegetable gardens all grow potatoes. As Percy said, the little lions of Gryffindor have Compared with other colleges, you have more free time to do things you like.

This way, she would at least have more time to read.

but……

At the same time, the atmosphere on the other side of the castle was not so harmonious and carefree.

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Chapter 2, Gu!

The current progress (2/23), phew, it’s slowly starting to get better~ I’ll definitely be able to pay it off bit by bit~

Come on, fat chicken, don’t be afraid~

PS: I recommend a good HP fan "The Poisoned Eggs of Hogwarts". It will be on the shelves soon. If you like it, you can check it out. He is also a crazy foodie ~ The introduction is as follows ~

Why is food so frequently stolen from the kitchen? Why is the underwear under the girl's robe strangely untied? Why was Severus holding the baby and screaming? Who caused the basilisk to become blind? Is the Dark Lord whose legs were chopped off a human or a ghost? Is behind all this the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality? Stay tuned for the poisoned eggs in Hogwarts! Let us follow the author's finger into the protagonist's perverted inner world...