A large pool of yellow-green liquid splashed out and fell on the ground. The liquid was greasy and sticky, and it also exuded a pungent smell of gasoline.
Justin said in a disgusted tone: "What is this?"
"The pus secreted by the tuber of Barbo, Mr. Finlay." Professor Sprout said: "Squeezing the pus into the bottle is your main task in this lesson."
"Oh, Merlin, this job is too disgusting." MacMillan covered his nose and couldn't help complaining: "Why should we do such a thing?"
"That's a good question." Professor Sprout looked at the students and asked, "Does anyone know what the pus secreted by the Babo tuber does?"
An arm was immediately raised high. Professor Sprout did not see clearly who raised the hand, but it did not prevent her from naming: "Miss Granger?"
Hermione said quickly as if she was endorsing: "The pus secreted by the papilloma tuber is the best medicine for treating stubborn acne."
"Yes, two points for Gryffindor House." Professor Sprout nodded.
"The magic potion made from the pus of the Babo tuber can be applied to the face to eliminate acne and whelks. It is what you need most at this age."
As soon as he said these words, there was a buzzing whisper in the greenhouse, and many students looked happy... because the pimples on their faces had already sprouted like mushrooms after a rain.
"But the premise is that you cannot squeeze it with your hands." Professor Sprout reminded, "In that case, red or dark brown acne marks or even scars will be left... Never squeeze acne!"
Seamus Finnigan was facing a small mirror, squeezing the pimples on his face. When he heard Professor Sprout's words, he immediately put the mirror away.
"Also... don't believe in any magic that can quickly eliminate acne." Professor Sprout said seriously:
"The face is very fragile, don't use any magic on it."
"Oh, poor Eloise Midgan," Hannah sighed, and the other Hufflepuff students nodded in agreement.
"What happened to her?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Eloise wanted to use a spell to remove acne this morning." Luo Fu explained in a low voice: "But she cut off her nose."
"..."
Neville was more than satisfied and said: "I originally wanted to learn spells from Eloise and remove the raised bumps on Laifu's skin, but I didn't expect it to be so dangerous."
I was lying on Neville's head, closing my eyes and relaxing, when I heard these words, I couldn't help but shudder... It was so dangerous!
"Professor, can Babo tuber pus get rid of freckles?" Ron suddenly raised his hand and asked,
Apart from his ancestral red hair, the most obvious feature of Weslai's family is his freckles.
When Ron was a child, he still thought it looked good-looking and thought it was the unique mark of the Wesley family. But as he grew older, he began to think that the brown dots like chicken shit covering his cheeks were so ugly.
Ron sometimes didn't dare to look in the mirror, fearing that the freckles on his face would disgust him.
"It's a pity, Mr. Weasley." Professor Sprout glanced at Ron's freckles, shook his head and said, "Balbo tuber pus cannot eliminate freckles."
Lavender Brown laughed: "My suggestion is to apply more concealer."
"Like you?" Ron asked.
"I didn't put anything on my face, come on, Wes!" Lavender snorted: "I'm wearing no makeup!
"
"Then why are your neck and face two colors?" Harry asked confused.
The students all laughed, Lavender glared at Harry and Ron, and then started cooing with Parvati and a group of other witches.
Their voices were not loud, and they could only hear vague words like "sisters", "who understands", "men from China are so humble"...
"Okay, everyone, please calm down." Professor Sprout said loudly: "Speaking of concealer, the bubonic tuber pus has another function, do any of you know?"
Not to mention Hermione, not even Neville, a student specializing in herbal medicine, knew this. Only Rolf thought about it, raised his hand and answered:
"Balbo tuber pus also has a whitening effect. The cosmetics used by witches - whitening lotions and concealers - all contain babbo tuber pus."
"Yes, very good, Mr. Scamander." Professor Sprout praised with satisfaction: "Hufflepuff plus five points."
Many witches had disgusted looks on their faces when they heard that there was something like Babo tuber pus in cosmetics.
It felt like eating a delicious meal and then telling them it was rat meat...it was so disgusting.
Lavender Brown screamed in shock and quickly took out a wet handkerchief from his pocket to wipe off the smear on his face.
"Actually, there's no need to be afraid, it's just pus from the baba tuber." Luofu said:
"For example, lipstick contains cochineal carcasses, lipstick contains crushed parasitic beetles, many perfumes contain whale excrement, and some shampoos contain bull semen and cockroach extract..."
Seeing a group of female students turning pale, Professor Sprout quickly interrupted: "Okay, stop talking, Rolf."
She just doesn't want these girls to wear heavy makeup at this age, but she also doesn't want to see them dare not even use daily skin care products.
Hermione came over and asked in a low voice: "Rolf, how do you know such unpopular knowledge?"
"I learned it from Margaery." Luofu lowered his voice and said:
"She used to brew some magic potions for skin care and makeup, and sold them to Yin Farmoni's students. She asked me to help her catch cockroaches and some small bugs, and I followed her to learn more about them."
Hermione suddenly stared at the boy, her eyes shining with interest, and asked: "So, you can also brew potions such as skin care and shampoo?"
"I know a little bit." Luo Fu asked doubtfully: "What, you want to learn?"
Hermione nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
She really wants to learn this knowledge. Once she has the foundation, she can try to develop a powerful smoothing hair agent that can keep her hair smooth and smooth for several days.
"I can teach you, but..." Rolf looked at Hermione up and down, grinned and said, "Do you think it's reasonable if you don't give something?"
Hermione said with a wary face: "What do you want me to do?"
"Nothing to do." Luofu smiled and said, "Just continue to help me brew the potion."
In her second year, Hermione lost a bet and was recruited by Rolf as a free labor force.
By the third grade, she used the time turner every day and had to attend classes for more than ten hours a day, and Luofu was too embarrassed to bother her anymore.
But Hermione's class schedule has returned to normal now, and she has a lot of extra time... He may be a beast if he prostitutes Hermione for nothing, but if he doesn't prostitute her for nothing, wouldn't Rolf be worse than a beast?!
Hermione glanced at Rolf fiercely, reached out and slapped his palm heavily, gritted her teeth and said:
"make a deal!"
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(Thanks to the boss "Cheating Tiger Banner" for the tip.)