Chapter 231

"HEMA EBO, do you think my herbal medicine class is useless?" Professor spraot was sitting in his office chair, looking strangely serious.

"No, Professor spruot, I'm just really busy recently. You can talk to principal Dumbledore about this."

Although HEMA was unwilling to refute the teacher, it was really not his fault this time. It was said that it was grade 2, but actually it was since the beginning of grade 3.

He hasn't been idle for a day. From 6:30 in the morning, he has been busy and didn't sleep until more than 1:00 in the evening. If it weren't for the dragon's body and high mental strength, he would have been unable to support it.

"But you can't keep up with other subjects, so you don't pay much attention to my herbal medicine." Professor spruot looked at HEMA's dark circles and softened his tone.

"I'm sorry, professor. I've recently started to mend herbal medicine and strive not to achieve results. Sometimes I need to trouble you."

"Well, come here. There is a collection of knowledge points from grade 1 to grade 3. It was made by one of my early students. He stayed in the school after graduation."

"Well, thank Professor sprott." HEMA took a thick note full of years and nodded.

"Well, go out. The girl is waiting for you. Come whenever you have a problem."

"Oh, thank you, professor. If you have any questions, I'll come." HEMA smiled, bowed and slowly withdrew from the room.

Professor spraot also looked at HEMA and sighed helplessly. Although the child was very excellent, he was a little not interested in herbal medicine.

Although she hasn't liked herbalism since she worked in Hogwarts, she still likes such a genius. If she doesn't love it, she doesn't love it, but it doesn't hinder her from being an excellent student.

To tell the truth, she also found several children who are very talented in herbal medicine recently, such as the Gryffindor little wizard who looks very timid... His name is Neville lombarton.

"Oh, it's the Longbottom child... Hoo... We really need to pay close attention to it. Maybe it's really a good seedling."

HEMA met Astoria outside, and the two walked towards the library, which was about to become their exclusive dating holy land.

Of course, the reason is very simple and boring, that is, HEMA and Astoria prefer reading, so the library is naturally a good place.

After all, there are no classes in the afternoon. They have nothing to do. Naturally, they just read, do their homework and learn new things. So does Astoria.

Or Astoria is also working hard, but for physical reasons, she has always been within the scope of what she can do.

However, recently HEMA also learned that Astoria is more powerful. She can actually use a special healing spell, although the healing spell is not a particularly rare product.

His skills, as well as the horse man and unicorn, all have their own healing power, but she only uses ordinary magic spells to heal, but the milk volume is abnormally high.

According to her, her family has an ancestral method to temporarily strengthen the strength of some spells, but she can only strengthen the spells of the treatment and control system for the time being.

But for HEMA, this is not the game. Although there are no damage skills and low HP, there are many auxiliary roles that can only control and heal.

However, as far as Astoria's current situation is concerned, she may not even meet the requirements for auxiliary roles, but there are little guys to deliver divine power to her, which can make her body better.

But... "The little guy hasn't come back yet?" As soon as HEMA sat down, she remembered the missing little guy again.

"Well, shall we look for it? I haven't seen it for nearly two days."

"Well, I'll use the summoning technique I made last time to summon it. If I can come, it means I'm just going to play, but if I can't come, something may happen."

"OK."

"Well, little guy." HEMA stretched out her arm and pointed to the top of her head. A small white halo appeared on her wrist, which was something that connected the two people.

But with the flash of light, like last time, the little guy came from the sky, but it didn't happen.

"Hey?"

"Didn't you come?" Astoria frowned and looked up vaguely.

"Well, but why, even if the little guy doesn't come, he will react, but I feel my magic disappears after passing through this place, as if it evaporated..."

"Evaporation?"

"It's the same feeling that magic dissipates directly or is transferred."

"Transfer? "Doesn't that mean..." Astoria suddenly remembered that the little guy often ran into the kitchen, but he didn't tell HEMA.

"What's the matter?" HEMA looked at Astoria with a hard to tell face.

"I forgot to tell you something."

"What's the matter?"

"Since I went back to the kitchen that time, I often went there myself, but I haven't told you. I think it just likes to eat."

"But now it's wrong to think about it. Every time it takes back some strange things and puts them in its nest, but kana in my dormitory doesn't care, and I don't go to see them."

"What?"

"Strange little gems... Plants or something..."

Speaking of this, HEMA understood that the little guy went there through time by himself. What did he do when he got these things back?

"But that was more than a thousand years ago. What if something happened?" HEMA also frowned and felt a little confused.

"What about that?"

"Wait for it to come back. Anyway, this calling spell is useless. After all, magic can't cross time and bring it..."

But before HEMA finished, he heard a scream from above, and a figure hit him directly!

HEMA also immediately pushed Astoria aside, then poured the power and magic in the rune on her body, and caught the other party with a click.

HEMA fixed her eyes and found a familiar face staring at him foolishly, breathing heavily.

"You're that man... Where is this? What about the little guy? " The girl swallowed her breath and asked HEMA tremblingly.

HEMA smiled bitterly, "congratulations on coming home, miss hutchpatch, the other little guy, get over here, what the hell are you doing!"

Several students on the side looked at HEMA. HEMA glanced at them unhappily, and then they hurried back to their seats and stopped talking.

After all, although HEMA is a hero, we still remember clearly that she called her senior when she just entered school.

But Mrs. pince not far away also heard HEMA's cry, looked at HEMA holding a girl, stood there, and immediately stepped up.

"Mr. Abbott, what are you doing?"

"Can you put me down first..." Hufflepuff said to HEMA, too. HEMA realized that she was still putting her hand on each other, and the other party was only wearing a thin spinning dress.

"Sorry." HEMA quickly put the other party down, and Astoria immediately came to Mrs. pince and began to explain.

But HEMA was a little at a loss. After all, although she was just a little girl standing in front of her, she was the real Helga hechpach!

What the hell happened? Why did you get her here at this time!?