Hogwarts: My Plants Have Billions Of Evil Points

As night fell, Tom, the bar owner, swung his wand and extinguished most of the kerosene lamps in the bar after the last customer left, leaving only the lights near the counter.

This is reserved for guests. After all, the Leaky Cauldron is also a hotel, and there are guests coming to the hotel late at night.

It's just that this kind of situation is relatively rare, and Tom dozes off on his elbow more often.

Time passed quietly, and the sound of Old Tom's snoring sounded from the counter. At this moment, a man in a black robe came down the stairs silently, bypassing the bright light at the counter and walking towards the back door of the bar.

A pitch-black poisonous snake was wrapped around the man's neck. In the darkness, the poisonous snake swallowed a message, and its eyes shone with a cunning light.

"Be unsuspecting, without me, this wizarding world would degenerate really quickly." The poisonous snake sighed.

"Yeah, these ignorant people so quickly forget the fear you brought, what a bunch of waste." Quirinus Quirrell nodded yes, and one person and one snake walked through the tavern from the back door to Diagon Alley.

The sound of bricks rubbing against the back door startled the sleeping Tom a little. He opened his eyes in a daze, and just as he was about to stand up, he smelled a faint scent of grass and trees. Tom yawned and shook his head Falling asleep on the counter.

Leonard stepped out of the darkness, and tightly covered the drowsy liquid that had evaporated a small amount.

"This is the Dark Lord? He's really unsuspecting." Leonard shook his head and said contemptuously.

He didn't realize that he was staring at them all the time.

Although I am also very careful.

In order to prevent himself from accidentally bumping into Quirrell and his Dark Lord master when he was out, Leonard kept quietly watching where Quirrell lived.

Probably because this kind of behavior was a bit different from the habits of wizards, not only Quirrell, but even Voldemort didn't notice it.

"Going out quietly at this time, probably to visit Gringotts?" Leonard glanced at the sleeping boss Tom, and then at the back door of the Leaky Cauldron.

Gringotts is not such an easy place to grab. If it is the former Dark Lord, needless to say, he can break into it single-handedly.

But this is not easy for Quirrell, where not only the magic protection of the goblins, but also the patrolling Aurors to guard against some daredevils.

"I'm going to avoid it recently." Leonard muttered, put on his hood, and left the Leaky Cauldron along the back door.

Ten minutes later, Leonard came to the intersection where he met Midgard last time, and met the taciturn middle-aged werewolf Markarth.

Compared with the last time we met, Marcus looked much stronger and his mental state was much better. When he saw Leonard, there was a flash of a smile on his face.

Well, maybe that smile was just an illusion of Leonard, anyway, looking at it again, the werewolf wizard still had a serious face.

Under his guidance, Leonard once again came to the courtyard where werewolves gathered, and in the same room, he saw the radiant Midgard.

Marcus still stood guard at the door.

"It seems that you have been doing well recently." Leonard greeted as soon as he entered the door.

"Thanks to you, it's not bad." Midgard smiled.

"So what do you want me to do? If you have something urgent, shouldn't you go directly to the owl post office to send a letter? You are still waiting for my owl?" Leonard naturally found a chair and sat down on the back of the chair to look at Midgar. Germany.

"I was recently targeted by people from the Ministry of Magic. Fenrir's death is not a trivial matter. Many people covet Fenrir's door. I dare not go to Diagon Alley recently." Midgard explained "I came here to give you a gift."

"What?" Upon hearing the gift, Leonard regained his spirits, and Ollivander gave him a great gift, and the gift in Midgard would not be bad.

"A magical plant, but to be honest, I don't know what it is. It is alive, sensitive to magic, and not aggressive." Midgard turned around and took out a small flower pot from the house and placed it on the ground. in front of Leonard.

In the flower pot is a slender branch, which looks a bit like a mimosa, with a light blue vein extending along its rhizome to its leaves, which is very mysterious.

As soon as the plant appeared, the system gave a prompt.

[You got a magical plant: Ancient Sprout]

[You have gained 100 experience points, current level, intermediate plant apprentice (191/500)]

Ancient sprouts? Just getting 100 experience points?

Leonard looked at the plants in front of him in surprise, not knowing what was so special about the so-called ancient shoots.

Except for the blue lines on the plant, Leonard didn't find anything magical.

"Didn't you ask others about the origin of this plant? Where did it come from?" Listening to Midgard saying that this plant is not dangerous, Leonard reached out and stroked the leaves of this plant.

It is indeed alive, and after sensing Leonard's presence, it actively bends down in Leonard's direction, curling its leaves around Leonard's fingers, like a coquettish puppy.

"I asked, the wizard who got it said that he found it in a certain ruin, and that ruin had been rummaged long ago, so he found this thing. I also asked Ziggs, and he didn't know." Midgar De shook his head, "Anyway, there is no danger, you can play with it."

"Didn't you say you are very sensitive to magic? What kind of sensitive method?" Leonard asked curiously.

"Oh, this plant will point out the location of someone around when they use magic, and it's quite interesting." Midgard explained.

Point out the location of the person using the magic?

Leonard was lost in thought.

This ability seems to be very useful, but I don't know what effect it will have after strengthening it.