People are in Hogwarts, What the hell is the flood system?

Chapter 210 Is this a genius? The heart of Taoism is broken! Everyone must kneel!

The moment Rhine's voice came out, Professor Sprout's expression petrified, and the papers scattered directly on the office floor.

The sound of rustling paper echoed in the office, but Professor Sprout couldn't care less.

Her mind was filled with the words Rhine had just spoken.

Sprouted?

The Desert Spikethorn sprouted?!

Professor Sprout suddenly suspected that she might be under some kind of hallucinatory curse.

No, she had been collecting Desert Spikethorn seeds for so long, didn't she know if they could be grown?

Giving the seed to Rhine was just to make Rhine understand that Herbology was not such a superficial subject.

To be able to meet the conditions for the Whomping Willow's growth requirements by luck was already a fortune that many Herbologists could hardly achieve in their lifetime; this would not be a normal occurrence.

Failure always runs through the life of an Herbologist; things going too smoothly is not a good thing.

Don't look at Rhine's previous confidence; he would definitely calm down after hitting a wall in the cultivation of the Desert Spikethorn.

Professor Sprout originally thought so.

But now, who can tell her what the hell is going on in this world?

Rhine actually accomplished in such a short period of time two things that countless Herbologists could not achieve even with a lifetime of effort?

It was as easy as eating and drinking; how could there be such an unreasonable thing in the world?

"Just kidding, right..."

"Rhine, this kind of thing is not funny."

Professor Sprout tried her best to squeeze out a smile.

At this moment, she was rather hoping that Rhine was really playing a prank.

But the next moment, Rhine blinked and brought in a pot of Desert Spikethorn that had already sprouted from outside.

Professor Sprout's smile froze instantly.

Although she had never witnessed the sprout of the Desert Spikethorn with her own eyes, the various Herbology books passed down in the magical world had very detailed descriptions of this material that was used by the gods to prepare body-enhancing potions.

The young sprout was exactly the same as recorded in the books, and even looked healthier.

Rhine really did such an incredible thing, easily surpassing the efforts of countless Herbologists in their lifetime.

Professor Sprout's heart was really filled with mixed feelings.

There was the joy of witnessing the legendary plant of the Desert Spikethorn with her own eyes, but at the same time, she also felt a strong sense of loss.

Is the gap between genius and mediocrity really that big?

She had studied Herbology for a lifetime, but in the face of true talent, it seemed like nothing.

At this moment, above Rhine's eyes, a line of bright red words appeared on the system screen.

【Yu Ding Zhenren's Dao heart is damaged, and there is a risk of going crazy!】

【Host, run!】

Rhine was stunned for a moment.

Huh?

Dao heart damaged, going crazy?

He hesitated and looked at Professor Sprout, whose expression was changing.

"Professor, are you okay?"

"Is there something wrong with the Desert Spikethorn I cultivated?"

Professor Sprout suddenly came back to her senses, feeling a little ashamed.

She never thought that she was a genius; all her achievements were the result of hard work.

When she was in school, she had seen how敏锐 geniuses were in magic, and she could only climb this peak clumsily and diligently.

But unknowingly, she had left all the geniuses she could only look up to in the past behind, becoming the Herbology professor at Hogwarts and a rising star in the Herbology world.

Having come this far, how could she doubt her life because of a small setback?

Don't underestimate the resilience of an Herbologist!

Soon, Professor Sprout adjusted her mentality and said to Rhine in a tone full of admiration.

"Rhine, perhaps you haven't realized how remarkable an achievement you have accomplished."

"You have a rare talent in Herbology, perhaps comparable to the former Hufflepuff and even the goddess of fertility on Mount Olympus."

"Keep it up, and Herbology may be brought to an unprecedented peak by you."

Just when she said this, Professor Sprout changed the subject, and her expression became serious.

"Therefore, as your Herbology professor, I have a duty to guide you."

"Rhine, the most important thing for you now is to digest the experience of cultivating the Whomping Willow and the Desert Spikethorn."

"Be steady and solid, lay a solid foundation, so that you can lay the foundation for greater achievements."

Professor Sprout's words were sincere, and Rhine also showed a respectful look.

It has to be said that among the many Hogwarts professors, Professor Sprout has always been in the top three most popular among students, and has even been ranked first many times, which is reasonable.

This is indeed a good professor with extensive knowledge, responsibility, and a deep understanding of education.

It's just that Rhine's methods for cultivating plants come entirely from the prehistoric times and have nothing to do with Herbology in the magical world.

He also has no interest in conducting in-depth research in Herbology.

The reason why he seeks these precious herbs is just to prepare for alchemy in the future.

Therefore, he could only decline Professor Sprout's kindness.

"Professor, please believe me, I fully understand what you mean, and I also think what you said is very reasonable."

"But I still want a few more plant seeds."

"What if I can still cultivate them?"

Hearing Rhine's reply, Professor Sprout was also stunned for a moment.

But after seeing Rhine's firm expression, Professor Sprout sighed and didn't say anything more.

She took out a small bag with a gentle expression, and several seeds were packaged separately inside.

"Giant Flash Flower, the main ingredient of the legendary youth elixir."

"Blood Crown, which can be used to prepare a potion that is said to be able to poison even gods."

"And this, Devil's Dung, can be used to prepare a potion that is crazily attractive to dark wizards."

"..."

Professor Sprout carefully introduced these precious plant seeds, of which there were not many in the entire magical world, and then carefully handed the bag to Rhine.

"Originally, I wanted to give you these seeds later, after you had more accumulation in Herbology and gradually."

"But young people always have their own ideas, I fully understand, since you want to try, then these seeds will be given to you."

"If you have any questions, you can come to me at any time."

Rhine's eyes showed a look of surprise.

The value of these seeds cannot be measured by gold Galleons.

This is the treasure of an Herbology master!

And if these seeds can be cultivated, they will be useful materials in ancient times and the mythical era.

Then in the prehistoric times, they can be regarded as heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

Using them for alchemy will also be of great use to Rhine.

Immediately, Rhine carefully took the bag, thanked Professor Sprout, and then quickly left, putting these seeds on the Yuanhai Divine Peak, letting them receive the irrigation of the Yuanhai power.

After Rhine left, Professor Sprout showed a helpless expression.

It's not that she didn't want to persuade Rhine, but she also understood that for proud geniuses, they always move forward courageously, how could they listen to her advice?

Rather than being counterproductive, it's better to let Leien venture out on his own.

Once Leien hits a wall, he should realize the importance of building a solid foundation.

As his professor, she can then properly guide Leien when that time comes.

Thoughts flashing through her mind, Professor Sprout rubbed her tired eyes,整理好先前散落在办公室中的关于打人柳和沙漠棘树的论文都整理好了.

Then, she waved her wand.

Books and papers about Giant Buttercup, Bloodroot, and Devil's Dung flew from the bookshelf and were organized by Professor Sprout into the materials prepared for Leien.

During this process, Professor Sprout also organized her knowledge, adding words and sentences to her large, thick notebook.

This was the daily life of Herbology Master Sprout.

The next day, when Leien came to Professor Sprout's office again, Professor Sprout showed a gentle smile.

"Leien, you're here again. How are you feeling?"

Leien sighed softly.

"Professor, the seed cultivation process isn't going too well."

Professor Sprout shook her head with a smile.

"It's only been one night. Even for some plants with very vigorous life, a day is just enough for a sprout to emerge, let alone those precious plant seeds."

Leien nodded thoughtfully.

"That makes sense. It seems I'm too eager for success and too impatient."

Professor Sprout pointed to the table opposite her, where a collection of excerpts from papers had already been placed.

"Come, take a look at this. Perhaps you'll have new insights."

Leien opened the collection of papers, a hint of interest appearing on his face.

Inside were accounts of herbologists using various methods to cultivate plants, and it also mentioned, from simple to complex, the magic and potion recipes needed to cultivate various precious plants.

Leien read with great interest, unknowingly turning to the last page.

Professor Sprout revealed a look of anticipation.

"Well?"

Leien exclaimed sincerely.

"Herbology is indeed profound and complex. The cultivation of each magical plant has undergone optimization by many generations."

"It's amazing."

Professor Sprout's face showed even more joy.

"Then, did you understand some of the professional knowledge mentioned here?"

Leien nodded and then shook his head.

"I understand what I read, but there's one part that's a bit confusing."

Professor Sprout's eyes lit up, already eager to guide Leien.

"What part?"

Leien said.

"Regarding the information on cultivating Bloodroot, why is it all about promoting seed germination?"

"Professor, isn't there any technology to accelerate the maturity of Bloodroot after germination?"

Professor Sprout was stunned for a moment.

"Ah, that..."

"Of course not, because the magical world hasn't been able to successfully germinate Bloodroot yet. Of course, everyone will focus on the content of promoting its germination. Why would anyone study the subsequent content?"

"Wait..."

Professor Sprout suddenly froze.

"Why are you asking this?"

Leien said matter-of-factly.

"Because the Bloodroot has germinated."

Professor Sprout stood up suddenly.

"What?"

"Germinated?!"

She said a little incoherently.

"But didn't you just say that the cultivation wasn't going too well?"

Leien suddenly understood.

"Oh, Professor, you're talking about that."

"You gave me so many seeds yesterday, and only less than a third of them have germinated today. Of course, it's not going well."

"If this continues, it may take several days for them all to germinate. Even the Giant Buttercup might take a week!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

A muffled thud was heard in the office.

Leien was startled.

"Professor?!"

Professor Sprout sat on the ground blankly, as if she had already wandered out of her mind, or as if there was a pitiful thick wall between her and Leien.

How could the difference between people be greater than the difference between people and dogs?

The proposition she had worked hard on for her entire life was just a casual cultivation for Leien, which could be completed in one night.

Even Leien's achievements in a week were enough to make her beyond reach.

What's the use of hard work?

Study? What's the use of studying!

It turns out that the greatest significance of a mediocre person's lifelong research is just to save a genius an afternoon?

Before Leien's eyes, on the system screen, bright red words flickered.

【Yu Ding Zhenren's Dao Heart has been damaged again】

【Yu Ding Zhenren's Dao Heart is on the verge of collapse】

【...】

【Yu Ding Zhenren's Dao Heart has collapsed and is about to become possessed】

【Host, run away!】

Looking at Professor Sprout's expression at the moment, Leien's heart also skipped a beat.

Damn it, could it be that Professor Sprout was too stimulated?

Could there be something wrong with her mind?

"Professor, you don't look too good. Do you want me to call Madam Pomfrey?"

"You don't need it?"

"Then, Professor, you should take a good rest and get a good night's sleep. I'll go find Headmaster Dumbledore to ask for leave for you."

"Huh? Professor, do you want to know what I came for?"

"Um... I originally wanted to ask you if you had more precious seeds, but now is not the time to talk about this. Professor, should I leave first..."

Professor Sprout, who was originally absent-minded, was already shaking her head subconsciously when she heard that Leien wanted more precious seeds.

"I really don't have any more precious seeds here. I've already given you all the varieties I have."

"As for other varieties, some other herbology masters who are not at Hogwarts should have collections..."

"Huh?!"

Professor Sprout suddenly sat up, a touch of excited crimson appearing on her face, and immediately took out a large stack of stationery, envelopes, and her own seal.

"I'll write letters to ask them for it!"

Leien's face was full of worry.

"Professor, why don't you rest first?"

"This matter is not so urgent, it can be done in two days..."

But at this moment, Professor Sprout said decisively.

"No!"

"How can our Hogwarts herbology genius be affected by academic development due to limited teaching conditions?"

"Don't worry, Professor, I still have some face in the herbology world. I must get those seeds for you immediately!"

"You wait, I'll send the letters out today and have them sent overnight. At the earliest, tomorrow, at the latest, the day after tomorrow, there will be at least a dozen more varieties of seeds."

"Leien, feel free to play around. Be sure to tell me any progress as soon as possible. I want to immediately share my excitement with these old friends!"

Leien's eyes were full of gratitude.

What a good professor!

He nodded vigorously.

"Professor, don't worry, I will definitely do my best!"

After Leien left, Professor Sprout gritted her teeth and wrote furiously on the stationery.

And between the lines of text, Professor Sprout vaguely only saw three words.

Everyone must kneel!!!