The God of Ice and Fire at Hogwarts

After the start-to-term dinner, Hermione was relieved to learn that Harry and Ron hadn't been expelled.

The next day, Hermione was holding a jug of milk to sip, but with the sound of noise above her head, a gray owl fell into the milk jug in Hermione's arms with a "slap", Milk splashed all over her face.

"Errol!" Ron yelled when he saw the owl in the milk jug, and pulled the owl out with its milk-stained talons.

Errol was slumped on the table, his legs dangling in the air, and a red envelope soaked in milk was still in his mouth.

Hermione, who had milk splashed all over her face, wanted to go crazy, but after seeing the red envelope, she closed the mouth she had just opened, and then looked at Ron with sympathetic eyes.

Hermione, who loves reading, has seen this kind of red envelope in the book, and she knows that Ron is going to be unlucky.

"Oh! No!" Ron wailed when he saw the red envelope.

Harry asked, "What happened?"

Ron said feebly, "My mother sent me a Howler letter."

"You'd better open it, Ron," Neville persuaded from the side. "It's even worse if you don't open it. My grandma sent it to me once, but I ignored it, and the result... was terrible!"

Hearing Neville's words, Ron seemed to think of something and shuddered.

Harry looked at the frightened expressions of several people and asked in confusion: "What is a roaring letter?"

Before anyone could answer Harry's questions, the four corners of the roaring letter began to smoke.

Ron stretched out his trembling hands and carefully tore open the envelope. Neville, Hermione and Irina quickly blocked their ears.

A roar like an explosion came from the envelope. The huge sound seemed to tear down the roof, and Mrs. Weasley's roar resounded throughout the auditorium.

Even Linn, who was far away at the Slytherin table, subconsciously turned his gaze over after hearing the thunderous roar.

"Ronald Weasley! You dared to steal a car. I wouldn't be surprised if they fired you. See how I deal with you then. You probably haven't thought about it at all. You and I How did dad feel when he found out that the car was gone..."

Mrs. Weasley's roar made the plates and spoons on the table clatter, and all the little wizards in the auditorium turned to look at Ron, who was huddled in his chair with only red hair exposed.

"I received Dumbledore's letter last night. Your father was so ashamed that he almost died. We worked hard to bring you up, but we didn't expect you to do such a thing. You and Harry almost lost their child." Life……"

"...It's so irritating. Your father will be scrutinized at work. It's all your fault. If you don't behave yourself, we'll take you back right away!"

Mrs. Weasley's roar finally stopped, but her voice was still buzzing in Ron's ears.

The red envelope that had fallen from Ron's hand to the ground burned, curled up and turned into ashes.

"I'm done..." Ron held his head, feeling the death.

Irina stood across Hermione and reached out to pat Ron on the shoulder: "My condolences!"

Harry on the side did not speak. Although his name was not mentioned in the yelling letter, he was still too guilty to eat.

The first class in the morning was the herbal medicine class. When Irina came outside the greenhouse where the herbal medicine class was held, she spotted Lockhart walking with Professor Sprout.

Professor Sprout didn't seem to be interested in Lockhart. She said with a sullen expression, "Today we will go to the third greenhouse!"

After hearing Professor Sprout say the location of today's class, Irina quickly left Harry and others, bypassed the team and was the first to sneak into the third greenhouse that Professor Sprout said.

Just kidding, she didn't want to be like Harry and get away with Lockhart's conspicuous bag.

When Irina entered the third greenhouse, found a seat and sat down, and turned her eyes towards the door, she saw Harry being sneaked aside by Lockhart to lecture (pretending to be cool).

By the time Harry returned to the greenhouse, Professor Sprout had already started today's lecture: "We are going to repot the mandrake today. Can anyone tell me what the characteristics of the mandrake are?"

Hermione immediately raised her hand, and after receiving Professor Sprout's permission, she replied: "Mandrake, also known as mandrake root, is the raw material of a powerful recovery agent, used to transform people who have been transformed or enchanted. The person who cast the curse returns to his original state.”

Professor Sprout happily gave Gryffindor ten points, and then informed Mandrake that its cry was lethal.

"Everyone, please note that the mandrakes here are still very young, and what we have to do is to repot these young mandrakes."

Professor Sprout pointed to about a hundred Mandrake seedlings lined up not far away.

These mandrake saplings are purple-green and look very small.

At the request of Professor Sprout, everyone put on earmuffs. Irina also specifically reminded Neville to check whether his earmuffs were properly worn, so as not to prevent Neville from hearing the Mandrake sound like in the original book. Weeping and fainting.

Although the cry of a mandrake seedling is not fatal, it can still cause great harm to the wizard.

When Professor Sprout gave the order and everyone pulled out the mandrake seedlings, most of the little wizards let out an exclamation. Of course, no one could hear the exclamation due to the earmuffs.

I saw that the thing pulled out from the soil was not a grass root, but a very ugly baby, and the leaves grew on the head of this "baby".

Its skin is light green with spots on it, and the mandrakes in the hands of these little wizards are obviously shouting at the top of their lungs.

"Huh……"

Irina let out a soft "Hey", she found that the Mandrake seedling she pulled up in her hand did not cry like the Mandrake seedlings in other people's hands, but was very quiet and curious He looked at her carefully.

Irina was a little confused, why didn't this mandrake cry like the mandrakes in the hands of other little wizards? !

"Hermione, lend me your mandrake."

Irina signaled Hermione with her eyes and lifted the mandrake in her hand.

What is surprising is that the mandrake in Hermione's hand, which was crying and kicking her legs, stopped crying after being caught by Irina, and began to look at Irina curiously. Lina.

On the contrary, the very quiet mandrake in Irina's hand also started crying and fussing after Hermione took it.

"Can it be said that in addition to my affinity with the ice element, I also have an affinity with plants?!"

Irina was a little surprised. She looked at the mandrake in her hand and said to herself.

And at this moment, the young Bowtruckle climbed out of her backpack. She covered her ears with two branches-like fingers, and rubbed her head against Irina.

"Perhaps, it's the compatibility of animals and plants!"

Irina glanced at the green girl on her shoulder and thought so.

Give Irina a boost!

In fact, Irina's affinity for magical animals was originally set, but after thinking about it, it was still much inferior to Lynn's alchemy, so an affinity for magical plants was added. After all, Chinese biting kale and venomous tentacles are no joke!