Chapter 122： my heart hurts

Chapter 122 My Heart Hurts So Much

"You said, when will this pot of garlic be harvested?" George was fertilizing and watering the pot of garlic that was growing vigorously.

"Just wait until the end of May." Albert gently blew off the sawdust on the wooden bracelet, and put it on for comparison with the runes engraved on it.

"Are you going to eat raw garlic?" asked Lee Jordan, who threw Bibi's multi-flavored beans into his mouth, with a half-smile.

"Is there a problem with the focus of your attention? You should ask Albert why he knows when the garlic will be harvested." George put down the small kettle in his hand and looked at the multi-flavored beans in Lee Jordan's hand, with a malicious He said softly, "The one in your hand must be booger-flavored."

"It's soy-flavored." Li Qiaodan glared at George. This guy is actually disgusting others like this.

However, he still didn't eat it, and threw the Bibi multi-flavored bean into the box again.

If you eat it raw, I suggest you marinate the garlic in soy sauce. I heard it tastes good.

"That's enough, don't get the topic wrong." George said angrily, "Is it really the end of May?"

"Hagrid said that he grows his own vegetables, so he must know when to harvest them." Albert raised his head and looked at George. "If you want to make garlic crosses, the garlic you brought from home should be enough!"

"You have to grow your own garlic to have a sense of accomplishment!" George said solemnly.

These words brought him a bunch of supercilious looks.

"Okay, up to you."

"Don't you throw away the pot you planted? That branch has withered, and it will definitely not survive." George pointed to another flower pot planted with white flowers.

"Keep it for now." Albert raised his head and glanced at the flowerpot and said, "I'm going to replant it when the weather gets warmer."

"What do you grow baixian, are you interested?" Lee Jordan couldn't understand Albert's thinking mode.

This guy is very good at studying, he basically learns everything, and he is very good at all the fields involved. What makes his stomach hurt the most is that this guy lives more leisurely than anyone else.

Sometimes, Lee Jordan is quite jealous of Albert.

"The curative effect of white flowers is very good." Albert explained, "The medicinal value is very high. In the future, if I have my own house, I will definitely plant some white flowers in the flower garden. Now I will accumulate some planting experience. "

Actually, Albert would not say that he thought the healing effect of Baixian would be very popular among Muggles.

This special thing can sometimes have miraculous effects.

Of course, this kind of thinking is actually the inspiration that Albert would come out from time to time after he started economics.

He thought it was good, so he took the time to learn how to plant.

"Your thinking mode is completely different from ours." George also felt that Albert's thinking was very strange.

"Will it?" Albert didn't take it seriously, and continued to concentrate on engraving his own runes.

This time, he made a wooden bracelet with a circle of runes on it, all designed by himself.

Whether it works or not, Albert is actually not too sure. When carving this thing, he didn't have any special feeling.

Is it appropriate to use the yew wood symbolized by EIHWAZ as the material?

"Forget it, write it down first, and see if you can find yew next time." Albert thought so.

"ah!"

Suddenly there was a scream in the dormitory.

Fred, who was reading a book, suddenly jumped up from the bed, and somehow threw the book in his hand out.

Albert shook his hand and carved the rune crookedly.

Beside him, who was about to carefully taste the yellow multi-flavored bean, Lee Jordan was taken aback and swallowed it.

George was almost hit by the book Fred threw out, jumped up in shock, and hit the table leg, and is now jumping with his knees on his knees.

"Why are you crazy?" The three of them glared at Fred and said angrily.

"I feel... my heart hurts." Fred clutched his chest, pretending to be having a heart attack.

"What's wrong with him?" Lee Jordan couldn't help muttering, "Isn't he being dumped? But I never heard that Fred has a girlfriend!"

"Do you want to send him to the school hospital?" Albert put down the carving knife in his hand, and suggested, "Madame Pomfrey must not have rested yet."

"My leg, it hurts."

"The book, that book..." Fred covered his chest with one hand, and pointed to the book he just threw out.

"What's wrong with the book?" George grabbed the book and glanced at the cover. It was "A Thousand Miraculous Herbs and Mushrooms".

"I didn't expect you to watch this stuff when you're free?"

"Turn to page 98, there is an introduction about snow mushrooms." Fred said angrily, his tone did not look like a patient.

"Snow mushrooms?" George turned the book to page 98 suspiciously, muttering: "Let me see, yes, snow mushrooms..."

"Ah, my heart hurts!" A few seconds later, George suddenly covered his chest, and sat on the bed with a look of lovelessness.

Both Albert and George Lee were attracted by their reactions, and they were very interested in the snow mushrooms they talked about.

Li Qiaodan opened the book curiously, glanced at it, and slowly closed it, murmuring something in his mouth.

Anyway, he didn't want to say more, so he just stuffed the book to Albert and asked him to read it by himself.

Albert looked at the three of them, curious about what they saw, and knew what was going on after opening the book.

This painting... Mmm! Kind of like the matsutake they ate a while back.

Last time, he felt strange that matsutake could be found under heavy snow in February?

"Snow mushrooms, also known as cedar mushrooms..." Albert quickly read the introduction about snow mushrooms, and his face couldn't help but twitch. No wonder they have that kind of expression.

Only grows in snowy winter, extremely high medicinal value...

Leaving aside other things, that 1 ounce of cedar mushroom powder is worth 50 galleons, no wonder they feel distressed.

"That's definitely the most expensive thing we've ever eaten." Fred gripped his chest and complained, "Albert, you prodigal son, actually roasted snow mushrooms like this."

"If you sell it, you can get a lot of money!" George echoed.

"Tell me, if we want to dig snow mushrooms, we can make a lot of money in the future!" Li Qiaodan suddenly suggested.

"That's a good idea." The twins' eyes gleamed with Gallen's golden light.

"Is this... crazy about money?" Albert's mouth twitched.

In fact, it's not that he couldn't understand why they had such an idea, but he poured cold water on the three of them and said, "Don't think about it, we just found that point after shopping around, and snow mushrooms are not easy to preserve in the first place. Unless you know how to process it into powder, it’s useless to dig it up, and it’s worthless if you keep it for a long time and lose its medicinal effect.”

"But…"

"There's nothing wrong with that."

"It is undeniable that the Forbidden Forest does have a lot of good things. After all, it is still in the virgin forest, and the opportunities have not been exploited, but I still need to remind you that even if we get the snow mushrooms now, there is no place to sell them." Ai Bo Staring into the eyes of the three, he seriously reminded: "Who do you expect yourself to trade with? Others know that you are just a child, and they will trade with you fairly? They are not your father, and any guarantee is nothing more than lying to the child." It's just a trick."

"Aren't you tempted at all?" George couldn't help asking.

"Of course I will, but I know exactly what I should do, and I don't think there are many snow mushrooms there, and...you have to understand that snow mushrooms are non-tradable commodities, and it is not so easy to get rid of them"

"There are two types of prohibited trade items. One is extremely valuable or extremely dangerous, so the Ministry of Magic will strictly prohibit trade.

If you want to trade, you can only get rid of it from the black market. Children want to get benefits from the black market, so let’s go to sleep, right?

(end of this chapter)