Chapter 441 The Mastermind Behind the Scenes Is Actually Professor McGonagall

"Basilisk...unicorn..."

Loren was stunned for a moment, and his brain was a little unable to react. How were these two almost completely opposite creatures connected together? Has Mr. Newt Scamander's research become so outrageous now?

"It's the basilisk that appeared in New York and Devon..." Rolf sighed, "Since the end of the Quidditch World Cup, everyone thought that my grandfather had raised that basilisk. He was so angry that he fell asleep. Without sleeping, he led me all over the world looking for the basilisk."

"So what does this have to do with unicorns?" Hermione said with a weird expression.

"We have seen video information about the basilisk. My grandfather thought it might have albinism, so its scales are white, but yesterday I had a new idea..." Rolf said seriously, gesturing excitedly with his hands, "Maybe it was hatched by a unicorn!"

Loren and Hermione remained silent. Harry and Ron seemed very interested in this conjecture and asked curiously: "Why do you say that?"

"According to existing records, the basilisk was born in a male egg hatched by a toad, so the scales of the basilisk are generally the same as the skin color of the toad, but this unique basilisk is gray-white, which is the same color as the fur of a unicorn. ." Rolf explained.

Harry recalled the basilisk and unicorn he had seen, and nodded thoughtfully: "But I can't be sure based on this alone. Many animals are white, and so is my Hedwig."

"You're right." Rolf's expression was serious. "Another piece of evidence is the magic power of the basilisk. It only showed the magic power of petrification twice when it appeared. This unique basilisk does not seem to have the magic power of depriving life... I I think only the unicorn, a symbol of purity, can purify the evil magic of the basilisk."

"..."

Not really, there was still that green magic in the Deluminator, he just didn't use it.

Loren felt a little toothache and couldn't help but ask: "How did you come up with such an outrageous idea?"

"Luna proposed it, I think it makes sense."

"..."

That’s okay. Loren and the other four avoided Rolf and walked toward the third greenhouse.

It is the time of late summer and early autumn, when the plants have been growing vigorously for two months, with lush branches and leaves.

Among the lush vegetation, the mandrake beds are bare. Whether they are young or middle-aged, their leaves are all bald, which looks a bit strange...

Three or four beds away from the mandrake area, Professor Sprout was displaying a very ugly plant.

In fact, they looked nothing like plants at all, but more like big, dark, slimy slugs that sprouted straight out of the soil. Moreover, each of them was squirming slightly, and there were many large shiny bulges on their bodies, which seemed to be full of flowing liquid.

"Babo tuber," Professor Sprout told everyone cheerfully, "you need to squeeze it with your hands, and you have to collect its pus-"

"What!?" The little wizards all shuddered and their eyes widened in an instant.

"Ich, dear, ichor..." Professor Sprout said, "It's extremely valuable, don't waste it. Listen, you guys are going to collect the ichor into these bottles. Put on your Dragonskin gloves, filled with undiluted babao tuber pus, can cause unusual damage to the skin."

Hermione put on her dragonhide gloves and pinched a balbo tuber with a little pressure.

squeak!

Yellow-green viscous liquid splashed out from the plant tubers, exuding a pungent smell of gasoline.

"Eh..." Hermione had deep disgust on her face, but her eyes were bright, and the process of squeezing out the pus gave her a strange sense of satisfaction.

A little gross, but satisfying.

After a little repair, Hermione held a pustule again. Just when she was about to take action, she suddenly glanced at Loren next to her and asked after a moment: "Are you coming?"

Loren shook his head, he would just take a look.

Hermione nodded without showing her inner joy, her bright eyes staring at the tuber again——

squeak!

Loren held the bottle and took one bottle after another, silently watching Hermione disgusted and enjoying it at the same time, with a somewhat subtle mood. Sure enough, trimming cow hooves, washing carpets, and popping pimples are disgusting hobbies engraved in human genes, and even Hermione is not exempt from them.

By the time get out of class was about to end, they had collected several bottles.

"The pus from Bamboo tuber is the best medicine for treating stubborn acne. This will prevent students from using excessive methods to remove their acne." Professor Sprout blocked the last bottle with a stopper and said happily. , "Now Madam Pomfrey should be happy."

"Poor Eloise Midgan..." Hufflepuff student Hannah Abbott said sadly, "She wanted to use a spell to remove her pimples, and then her nose fell off."

"Fortunately, Madam Pomfrey finally put her nose back on." Professor Sprout shook his head, "What a silly girl..."

With a deep and deep bell ringing across the damp venue, get out of class was over and the students dispersed one after another.

The Hufflepuff students headed back toward the castle for their Transfiguration class, and the Gryffindor students headed in the other direction for their Care of Magical Creatures class.

Harry and Ron were in a hurry to see Hagrid and disappeared as soon as get out of class was over. Loren and Hermione walked slowly towards Hagrid's hut on the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

This class was taken with Slytherin. On the way there were not only the Gryffindor classmates from just now, but also some Slytherin faces. The age of fourteen or fifteen is the time when growth is the fastest. They were separated by a summer vacation. Many people I still know have grown taller, and their facial features are somewhat unfamiliar.

Hermione carefully observed the passing Slytherins and whispered to Loren: "Parvati told me that the news in the newspaper was true. Many parents of Slytherin students participated in the parade and were admitted to St. Mungo's." He recovered and was discharged a few days before the start of school, and was fined several hundred Galleons."

Loren followed her gaze and said calmly: "I know it's true, and I also know why the Ministry of Magic wants them to pay the fine."

"Why?"

"Did you notice the mandrake bed in the greenhouse?"

"Mandrake?"

"Yes, the whole garden is bare, and all the seeds planted by Professor Sprout have been used."

Loren explained: "Mandrake is needed to treat the petrified basilisk. This is not a commonly used herb. It can only produce such a large amount in a short time. It is only prepared for the Animagus in our school... It seems that Mai Professor Ge took advantage of the situation and paid a high price, otherwise the fine would not have been so severe."

"Mandrake...Professor McGonagall..."

Hermione's mouth opened slightly and she took some time to digest the information, her mood was a little subtle.

Going downhill along the lawn, you can see Hagrid standing outside the door of the hut in the distance, holding Yaya in one hand. There are several open wooden boxes on the ground at his feet. Yaya whined and struggled to free himself. The collar wanted to get closer to the box.

Harry and Ron stood next to the wooden box, cautiously sticking their heads out to observe, their eyebrows tightly knitted together.

As they approached, there was a faint rattling sound coming from the box, mixed with a faint explosion.