Filch: I Will Definitely Take Good Care Of You(2)

In Dumbledore's eyes.

If Blake could spend more time and energy on gardening and growing fruits and vegetables.

He wouldn't have extra energy to think about other things.

Maybe it would be beneficial for him to stay on the right path in the future.

Dumbledore thought for a while since the child liked it...

He decided to give his own child a backdoor...

"Ahem... Actually, it would be meaningful for the students to get their hands dirty and grow some fruits and vegetables...."

"Then go talk to Professor Sprout about it. Find a place...."

Blake excitedly said, "Professor Sprout has already found a place for me, we just need your approval."

"Now that you've agreed, we can start now!"

After saying that, he quickly left the headmaster's office.

Dumbledore looked at the closed door in astonishment.

He felt that things weren't that simple.

"Growing fruits and vegetables shouldn't be dangerous... right?"

After obtaining the book "Cultivation Manual for Mutant Magical Plants," Blake wanted to start experimenting immediately.

But after considering it for a while, he decided not to experiment in the Room of Requirement.

First, growing vegetables and fruits was not against the rules, so there was no need to do it in the Room of Requirement.

Second, if he experimented in the Room of Requirement, even if he succeeded, only he would know.

But if it was done outside...

That would be different!

"First cultivate a pea shooter, then write a paper without revealing the core techniques..."

Tangible products, plus a paper...

Blake could already imagine a flood of treasure chests coming!

Blake didn't hesitate and went straight to the second greenhouse.

At this time, Professor Sprout had just finished class.

"...You're here!" Professor Sprout put down a pot of Mandrake.

"Judging by your happy expression, I guess Professor Dumbledore agreed, right?"

"Yes, Professor Sprout!" Blake said happily.

He was thinking about the wave of treasure chests that would come later.

Therefore, his mood was indeed very good.

Professor Sprout affectionately patted Blake's head.

Then said, "Follow me, there's a suitable place."

Professor Sprout led Blake to an empty greenhouse.

"This is an empty greenhouse, I originally planned to have some tentacles and such grown there."

"But since you want to grow crops, I'll lend it to you."

Blake looked at this spacious greenhouse and said in surprise, "This is too big!"

"Of course, this used to be used for teaching the junior grades."

"But... because a new greenhouse was built in recent years."

"It's temporarily vacant here."

Professor Sprout said happily.

Blake felt a little embarrassed and said, "I... I just wanted to satisfy my little interest, so I wanted to find a small piece of land to grow some vegetables and fruits. This... this is too big!"

Professor Sprout smiled, "Is it big? Not at all. If it's too small, the fruits and vegetables grown won't be enough for the Hufflepuff students to eat."

Blake knew that this was just plain talk.

Just because he mentioned that he wanted to grow something.

And then Professor Sprout didn't hesitate to give him such a large greenhouse....

This trust, even Blake felt a pleasantly surprised feeling.

Professor Sprout looked at the excited Blake with a smile

.

Of course, she couldn't be blamed for doting on this child too much....

After all, because of this child's appearance, Hufflepuff was once again revitalized.

Other houses no longer dared to mock the Hufflepuff students as being useless.

And this child's extraordinary talent was often praised by Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick.

What reason did she have not to favour him?

"So... this place is yours now."

Professor Sprout handed a key to Blake.

If the previous feeling was pleasantly surprised, then now... Blake's mood couldn't be described with words.

What did it mean to hand him the key?

It meant that without his invitation, even Professor Sprout herself wouldn't casually enter this greenhouse!

In other words...

From now on, this greenhouse was left for him to mess around with...

Humans were not plants, how could they be without emotions?

This could almost be considered as complete and absolute trust...

It made Blake feel a warm feeling in his heart.

"Thank you, Professor Sprout."

Professor Sprout smiled and then turned and left the greenhouse.

Blake surveyed the entire greenhouse.

Because it used to be a classroom.

So there was a large table in the center of the greenhouse.

The table was filled with empty flower pots.

These flower pots used to be used to grow magical plants.

Because this greenhouse had fallen into disuse.

So there are currently no plants being grown inside.

However...

The soil in the flower pots had all been replaced.

Needless to say, Blake knew who did it.

Professor Sprout had already prepared it.

Even if Dumbledore didn't agree, she would still hand over this greenhouse to Blake.

After looking for a while, Blake took out a large bag of seeds from his pocket...

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The days passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of October, the eve of Halloween.

When Blake woke up, he smelled a sweet and enticing smell of roasted pumpkin coming from the corridor.

This was the pumpkin he had improved for Hagrid!

Whether it smelled good or not is another matter...

But the sweetness was definitely off the charts!

Blake immediately got up.

He was looking forward to the dinner that night.

[Charms class]

Professor Flitwick stood on a tall pile of books.

"After so many theory classes, I think you should be able to try the levitation spell!"

Professor Flitwick said excitedly.

"Oh... In fact, there's the Dueling Club every week."

"It has given everyone some experience in casting spells."

"Although most people here still haven't cast a completely disarming spell."

"But that's not your fault... You're still too young..."

Justin raised his hand and said, "But Professor... Blake single-handedly defeated the entire Slytherin!"

Everyone's gaze turned to Blake.

Their eyes were filled with envy.

When they actually practised the spells used in duels themselves.

They realized how difficult the spells that Blake casually cast were.

Blake felt the intense gaze of everyone.

Especially Hermione's eyes, which were both unwilling and accepting...

He could only imitate Mr Scamander and show a slightly shy smile.

"Ah... Sorry, I mean, except for those with exceptional talents, children..."

Professor Flitwick wasn't angry either.

"I mean, you don't need to be discouraged, everyone's talents are different."

"But if you work hard enough, you will definitely be able to make up for your shortcomings."

"I have seen too many examples of this."

"Blake, don't be too proud, just because you have talent."

"It's possible to be surpassed by hardworking classmates."

Blake could only smile shyly again.

"Alright, let me demonstrate this spell first..."

At this moment, Blake suddenly remembered something.

Something that might happen tonight!

He just didn't know if this thing would no longer happen because of his presence.

Thinking of this, Blake couldn't help but turn his head to look at Hermione.

Hermione immediately noticed his intense gaze.

Her little face blushed slightly.

'This guy, why is he looking at me?'

'Professor Flitwick hasn't even asked a question yet? Could it be that this guy wants to answer without raising his hand again?!'

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