Hogwarts: I Really Don't Want to Be a Wizard - Chapter 117 Neville in a coma

Originally, Gretel was still immersed in studying the mystery of the Explosion Master, but because of one thing, he had to put this matter aside temporarily and leave it to others.

The cause was that something went wrong during the experiment on Neville Longbottom, who had high hopes for Gretel.

During this period of time, Gretel basically stayed with Simo. After all, except for him, no one else could study Simo’s problems through magic particles.

Therefore, other projects have always been led by themselves, and Grete has provided them with the materials they need and sufficient funds.

Neville Longbottom chose to induce the seeds to evolve in the direction he wanted. This is also the end-point project that Shuguang has been studying recently.

For all overlapping projects, Grete will share the research data of Dawn and Dawn with each other from time to time.

This not only helps them avoid detours and stimulates inspiration, but also promotes healthy competition among them.

Everyone knows that Gretel, the leader, has always attached great importance to research.

No matter who it is, no matter what the project is, as long as the research produces practical results, no matter how big or small, the rewards arranged are always generous.

Sugon has been working on this project for a long time. Although no real results have been produced so far, they have accumulated nearly half a person’s worth of practical and effective data.

Thanks to the convenience of magic, they don’t have to wait for results like Muggle scientists.

Whenever new seeds are cultivated, they are thrown into the nutrient solution and silently use magic to promote their growth.

It can take as slow as a day, or as fast as a few hours, sprouts, sprouts, flowers and fruits, and you can verify 80% of your ideas in one day.

Therefore, when Dawn shared the data with Neville, who was also in charge of seed evolution, Neville’s progress jumped to the top among everyone in Dawn.

But after all, Neville had been subjected to the Forgetting Curse countless times since he was a child, and now he would forget the things at hand from time to time.

As a result, his progress was not as fast as expected.

Gretel didn’t care. Although this kind of thing was of great benefit to the present and future generations, it was not as urgent as imagined.

According to Grete’s calculations, if he really wanted to cultivate the seeds of his dreams, three to five years, or even more than ten years would not be long.

Who would have thought that even Neville, who was suffering from the sequelae of the Forgetting Curse, could still defeat Dawn’s researchers by relying on his outstanding talent in herbal medicine.

Taking a different approach, I found a plant that matched the seeds among the magical herbs.

Small-leaf grasshopper, a magical plant with extremely developed root system, generally only grows on plateaus with an altitude of more than 3,000 meters, and its living environment is often cold and arid.

In order to survive, they will dig their roots deep into the rocks, intercepting water and nutrients through the spreading root system.

In the magic world, the root system of the small-leaf early-maturing grass is often used as a necessary material for the preparation of growth potions.

What is more appropriate is that Neville studied the plant classification guide in the Muggle world provided by Gretel and determined that this plant belongs to the family Gramineae.

The plants he is currently studying belong to the same family, which will greatly reduce the problems he may encounter during the research process.

Neville cultivates seeds from the direction of high yield.

Since you want high yields, it is essential to absorb more nutrients to supply plant growth.

If the root system of early-maturing Echinacea microphylla can be transferred to crop seeds, it will not only solve the nutrient problem, but also solve the lodging problem of crops.

Shuguang’s researchers, who also start from the direction of high yield, consider making the plants produce more fruit spikes, resulting in more fruits and naturally higher yields.

There is nothing wrong with this research idea, but there is a big problem that cannot be avoided, because when it comes to farming, it is impossible for farmers to provide crops with sufficient nutrients as in the laboratory.

In other words, the more food you feed crops, the more food they will produce.

For this reason, they have been studying how to reduce nutrient consumption for a period of time, but they have never had a clue.

Their train of thought triggered a flash of inspiration in Neville.

Since there is no way to reduce nutrient consumption, is it possible to increase nutrient utilization?

The less we waste, the more we can use.

After that, Neville set his sights on the magical plants that interested him most.

It’s not like the researchers at Dawn Research Institute have never considered magical plants.

However, they tried many times, and finally found out that the ordinary plants in the Muggle world were really weak compared to the magical plants in the magical world.

Many times, they watched as the seeds they cultivated were gradually swallowed up by the magical properties of the magical plants as they grew.

What was finally obtained was not high-yielding and disease-resistant crops, and even the magical properties of the original magical plants became unstable.

Over time, they abandoned this idea and concentrated on using magic to hybridize and induce seeds so as to cultivate perfect crops.

Neville also saw multiple failures in their research records.

But unlike the disappointed Dawn researchers, Neville saw the possibility of success from their failure.

The magical properties of magical plants are deep-rooted and difficult to change by outside forces.

But mixing with ordinary Muggle crops can actually destroy this characteristic, which means that they have actually begun to fuse.

In addition, for the time being, he has no other ideas, even if he follows the Shuguang Research Institute to study multi-fruit to increase production.

It is not necessarily possible to catch up with the progress of others. After all, when Grete provides research records to both parties, he does so at a frequency of once a week.

In order to avoid duplication of research with Dawn, Neville resolutely carried the characteristics of transforming magical plants on his own shoulders.

He always had a feeling that he might not be taking the wrong approach. Perhaps, the first person to submit results would be himself.

Also, what Grete said to him on the day of recruitment at dawn, he could help him save his parents.

Just like Harry said during the night conversation, Gretel can operate on people’s souls.

He was so eager to see his parents back to normal.

If possible, he wanted to chat and eat with his parents at home instead of watching them in St. Mungo’s from a distance through the glass, confused and crazy.

Maybe if the results are achieved one day earlier, Gretel can be asked to go to St. Mungo’s to cure his parents earlier.

Relying on this belief, Neville spent so many days squeezing his sleep and putting all his energy into cultivating improved seeds in his spare time.

I don’t know why, but the more he immersed himself in the study of plants, the more Neville felt that he could understand them.

The leaves swaying gently in the breeze, rain and dew are them rejoicing; the branches and leaves are drooping, they are sad for the fallen leaves…

Neville didn’t know if this was an illusion, but he no longer had the energy to care about such things.

Anyway, being able to understand and understand plants is not a bad thing. In fact, it will be more conducive to the research he is doing now.

Like the recorded research at Dawn, none of the seeds he cultivated grew according to his own ideas.

It either withered halfway, was devoured by magical properties, or was found to be inedible afterward.

Until Luna, the girl who didn’t seem to care about anything and wandered around various research rooms at dawn every day, came close to him.

“They’re messed up.” Luna was always like this, saying something inexplicable that no one could understand.

Neville didn’t understand it at first, until he saw Luna gently holding up the plant that was completely drooping, which he judged to be a failure.

When she lifted it up, her movements were extremely gentle, as if she were taking care of a child.

She whispered to it again, sang to it.

After getting Neville’s permission, he jumped happily and ran out with the plant.

…

After another herbal medicine class, Neville saw Luna squatting next to a mudflat next to the Black Lake.

A sudden strong curiosity drove him closer there.

The lodging plant that he judged to be dead was still surviving strongly, although it was still lodging.

The roots are rooted next to the mudflat, and the stems and leaves lie on the grass next to them, crawling forward and growing forward.

This time he heard what Luna meant by chaos.

The plant that he cultivated by his own hands screamed for fruiting, sprouting, and blooming again. They didn’t seem to know what time it was.

The ‘consciousness’ of the magical plants themselves is entangled with the ‘consciousness’ of the crop seeds, and they cannot figure out what their mission is.

All they left behind was the consciousness shared by plants, whether magical or Muggle, to “grow, to the end of their lives.”

Neville returned to his own laboratory, a laboratory specializing in seed evolution.

There are nearly a thousand records of his failed research here.

In order to ensure early results, he usually casts a wide net, starting at least three or five at the same time, or at most starting from morning to night, and a hundred crops are more than enough.

This time he was not in a hurry to take action, and he no longer considered asking Grete to help him treat his parents.

Just like when he came into contact with the magical herbal medicine class for the first time, he honestly took out all the books he had read and considered every word and every word.

After reading Herbology, he began to read information about Muggles, and he also considered it honestly. When he encountered unclear problems, he would contact Penello at Dawn Headquarters and ask her to help collect relevant Muggle information. The world’s scientific literature.

Gretel told everyone in Daybreak that when they need help, they can contact Dawn.

However, since both parties are parallel organizations running independently, remuneration is required for requesting Sugon’s help.

But there is no need for them to worry. As the organizer and largest financial backer of Dawn, the resources they have consumed are not as much as Grete’s.

After everything was settled and everything needed was ready, Neville got started again.

According to records from the Muggle world, the crops he studied belonged to the family Poaceae.

Following this characteristic, he set his sights on a series of magical plants headed by E. precocious.

The cultivation this time was much simpler than his previous aimless experiments.

Let’s not talk about the results for now, just talk about the survival rate of these plants, which is much better than before.

Even if he failed, he would never be upset and simply plant them in flowerpots one by one, filling his laboratory.

I don’t know what day it was, but many plants in the laboratory bloomed. Neville listened to them blooming and shouting happily that they were blooming.

Manual cross-pollination and keeping records, Neville followed the scientific research process in the Muggle world step by step.

The day the seeds appeared, Neville soaked them in the nutrient solution as usual, and the magic was born.

After that, Neville ‘heard’ a ‘shout’ that almost echoed throughout the entire laboratory, “More, please, it’s not enough~”

The slender plant’s stem is weighed down by the plump fruit ears, and the blue nutrient solution prepared has become clear and transparent.

Looking at the plants again, it is obvious that they want to continue growing, but the active ingredients in the nutrient solution have been absorbed by them.

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When Gretel heard the news and came to the laboratory, he saw Neville who had just fallen into a coma.

After hearing what the people in the adjacent laboratory told him, Gretel decisively turned on the Silver Eye Observation and observed Neville who fell to the ground.

Each of the crops he cultivated with his own hands spat out magic particles towards Neville.

In front of Neville, a ‘bridge’ was built that only Gretel could see.

It’s not so much a bridge as it is a funnel.

At the other end of the funnel, the magic particles that usually floated in the air tiredly, seemed to be stimulated by something, and crazily drilled in from the mouth of the funnel. The other end was directed at Neville and kept ‘watering’.

“Don’t worry, it’s okay.”

In the worried eyes of everyone, Gretel moved closer.

He knew that good things would happen if he made results, but he didn’t know that Neville would cause such a big sensation.

Grete calls this wave of magic particles the gift of world consciousness, or a gift.

After all, Shuguang has been researching for so long, and he can observe this kind of thing happening every time he produces results.

All research that benefits humanity will receive this gift.

However, compared with Neville, that little movement was a bit lacking.

Now it seems that Neville should have made achievements that can be passed down in a systematic way.

Food, clothing, housing and transportation, from ancient times to the present, surrounding human food, may be solved in the hands of Neville.

Come to think of it, there really should be such a big movement.

Sometimes I think about what if such a big contribution was just like a few raindrops in the desert.

Who is willing to promote social progress?

After thinking about it, Gretel stepped forward to help him calm down. Otherwise, he felt that Neville might not be able to wake up all day today.