Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 350
The moment she saw the figure in the room, Medea shouted something.

Several people in green robes around her squatted down like a conditioned reflex, and thrust their wands into the ground with their backhands.

A stream of blue light spread from the ground under their feet, covering the entire courtyard in an instant.

At the same time as all this happened, Dumbledore and Medea stretched their wands forward, and two red lightning spells rushed towards the black figure almost at the same time.

The green-robed man cast the anti-apparition spell, and Medea attacked at the same time. This was obviously a trap specially set by Medea and the green-robed man for the black figure, and it was rare that Dumbledore followed suit.

If he didn't know Dumbledore well, Scott thought he had a tacit understanding with Medea on this matter.

Facing the simultaneous attacks of Medea and Dumbledore, the black figure fell instantly without a doubt.

He didn't even fight back, just waved his wand before he fell, causing a golden cup to fly out of the courtyard at great speed, outside the range of the anti-apparition spell.

Another black figure suddenly appeared, it was a Death Eater in a black robe and a mask, and he took the golden cup with his hand.

The Aurors outside the courtyard also reacted very quickly, and the lights of several spells flew in front of him from different directions.

At this point, the Death Eater with the golden cup was obviously too late to cast the Apparating Charm.

He chose the same operation as his companion, transferring the gold cup as quickly as possible before being knocked down.

Scott could only see the gold cup flying out of the frame, and the Aurors also turned to cast spells and attacks on the other side, but judging from their expressions, they failed, and the Death Eaters seemed to take away won the gold cup.

Medea in the small courtyard just watched this scene, she and her man in green robe didn't act because of it.

Given the importance of the Horcrux to her, her indifferent performance was enough for Scott to judge that the golden cup taken away by the Death Eaters was probably fake.

Dumbledore also ignored the gold cup that was taken away, but chose to attack Medea and the man in green robe, as if trying to catch them all.

At this moment, the group of thestrals that had been standing quietly in the chaos suddenly moved.

Including the four thestrals pulling the carriage, all thestrals fly out of the camera at the same time.

At the same time, the white bone staff in Medea's hand suddenly shone brightly, and the power of the spell she cast increased visibly after that, barely resisting Dumbledore's offensive.

The men in green robes under her took this opportunity to cancel the anti-apparition spell, and cast the apparition spell one after another to leave.

Although the Aurors behind Dumbledore left a few in time, most of the green-robed people managed to leave.

Soon, Medea also disappeared abruptly during the battle with Dumbledore.

Scott could see that she had used a special portkey to leave.

Seeing this, Scott controlled the screen to pause, put down the panoramic telescope in his hand, and took out his pocket watch to check the time.

"Eddie." He reminded Eddie who was looking at the panoramic telescope with his mouth wide open, "It's almost time for afternoon class."

Eddie hurriedly said, "Oh... let me finish this point, did the Death Eaters steal the Horcrux? The Dark Lord didn't show up..."

Scott smiled, "The golden cup should be fake, and the whole incident is a trap set by Medea against the Dark Lord, but obviously, the Dark Lord, who is afraid of death, did not attend the appointment."

"Well, maybe that's what you said." Eddie put down the binoculars.

Scott stood up, "Of course, this is just my guess. We all only saw a fixed perspective."

He waved his wand to extinguish the candle, and then lit the wand with the Illuminating Charm, "After dinner is over, you can take a closer look. Check it carefully from all angles, and then you should be able to make a correct judgment."

"Of course, I'm willing to find out the truth." Eddie said unsatisfactorily.

The two walked out of the studio, closed the door and returned to the remote corridor on the third floor on the old broomstick.

Scott and Eddie separated and rushed to the greenhouse outside the castle alone for herbal medicine lessons.

When he entered the greenhouse, Professor Sprout had arrived.

"Good afternoon, everyone."

The pudgy Professor Sprout still wore his battered patched hat, with a kind smile on his face.

"Good afternoon, Professor Sprout."

The students responded in unison.

"From this class onwards, we will not learn new courses this semester." Professor Sprout said, "In order to cope with the upcoming OWLs at the end of the semester, we need some time to review the knowledge we have learned in previous years ..."

Reviewing the knowledge learned in previous years, this is also the adjustment made by most professors for the fifth grade OWLs at the same time.

"Can anyone tell me how herbs are classified according to the environment in which they grow?" Professor Sprout began asking.

Faced with the many upraised hands, she answered with a Hufflepuff Caccini.

Caccini, who had turned into a gangster in appearance, fiddled with her short, colorfully highlighted hair, and her voice when answering questions became much colder.

"Aquatic Division, those that grow in water, are further divided into Freshwater Division and Seawater Division."

"Earth Division, those that grow in the soil, are further divided into Fertilizer Division, Alkaline Earth Division and Salt Earth Division."

"Mixed herbs can grow in both water and soil. This kind of herb usually has different forms in different environments."

"The Department of Medicine and Health, must grow in the prepared potion..."

But being a Hufflepuff, she didn't throw any surprises when answering the questions.

Professor Sprout also kept looking at her with encouraging eyes. After she finished answering, she happily added points to Hufflepuff House, and did not change her attitude because of her change.

After that, Professor Sprout asked a few more questions.

After all the questions were answered by the students, she waved her hand.

"Everyone spread out, look for the plants you are not good at in the greenhouse, and try to operate again according to the previous lessons. If you need help, please call me."

Scott walked around the greenhouse with Roger and Milton.

"What are you guys not good at?" Milton looked around. "I don't like fang geraniums very much."

Roger said, "Is there anything more disgusting than collecting pus from Babo tubers?"

When he spoke, he kept looking back, looking in the direction of Caccini.

Scott raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "You are..."

"I'm not, I haven't." Roger immediately denied, "I'm just curious."

He turned his head and looked no further.

Scott joked with a smile, "It seems that you prefer Caccini's cool and hot style now compared to her old good-natured style."

"It's a pity." Milton also laughed, "The current cool girl Caccini probably won't want to get back together with you."

"complex?"

Roger's expression was exaggerated, as if he heard some funny joke.

"No, I never thought about getting back together." He said, "It's just that her contrast is too great, and I'm a little worried that something happened."

Although he felt that Roger's words were suspicious of trying to cover up, Scott still nodded.

To be honest, he is also very curious about what Caccini has gone through to change so completely.

"Does Milton know?" he asked Milton.

After all, Milton and Caccini belong to the same classical music club, and they are fairly familiar with each other.

And Milton's type of boy, although not very popular with girls in terms of love, but girls will definitely not hate him.

"I don't know." Milton thought for a while, "The music she is exposed to has changed a lot. Before, she only liked classical music, but now she is obsessed with rock."

Speaking of this, he paused, and then said: "Maybe this is the reason, the changes brought about by being addicted to rock and roll?"

"Impossible." Roger shook his head, obviously not agreeing with this answer.

Milton shrugged his shoulders without rebuttal.

At this moment, Professor Sprout walked towards them.

Scott quickly squatted down and began to loosen the pot of jumping bulbs under his feet. Roger and Milton also pretended to be busy.

After Herbology class, Scott and Roger had a Fantastic Beasts Care class, while Milton went to Divination class alone.

Scott and Roger came together to the field at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, where Hagrid was already waiting.

The class hadn't started yet, Scott and the others stood aside and waited.

"Why isn't Miss Graplan here?" said Roger, running his fingers along the spine of the huge, hairy book.

"Who knows."

At this time, the class time has not yet arrived, and Scott didn't care about this problem.

But after class, Graplan still did not show up.

Soon students were asking Hagrid why Graplan hadn't come to class.

Obviously, Graplan as a teaching assistant is much more popular than Hagrid as a professor.

"Miss Graplan is on leave!" Hagrid said in a low voice, "She'll be back in class next week!"

The students, especially the male students, sighed regretfully upon hearing this.

Facts have proved that Hagrid is indeed easy to let himself go without the assistant coach Graplan.

"Today's class is very interesting." He said excitedly to the students, "I want to introduce one of my little babies to you."

He rubbed his hands together as he said, "Sure, it's a cute little thing, and you're going to love it. Now, you just have to wait."

After speaking, he turned and walked into the Forbidden Forest.

"Roar! Roar..."

Following a few deep growls, Hagrid walked out of the Forbidden Forest leading a huge beast.

"Roar! Roar! Roar..."

Three roars sounded at the same time.

The three ferocious big heads, the three bloody mouths full of saliva and sharp teeth brought a huge visual impact to everyone.

A huge three-headed dog.

Its body was extremely huge, and it was even taller than Hagrid when it walked on all fours. Its three heads grinned in different directions, and let out a roar from time to time.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the girls present turned pale with fright.

"This is cutie?" Roger swallowed a mouthful of saliva and let out a grunt. "Do I and Hagrid speak the same language?"

"Roar! Roar! Roar..."

The three heads of the three-headed dog barked one after another, and the girls also started screaming.

"Oh, don't be afraid, he's a good boy, and he won't hurt you."

Hagrid said something to the students, then turned to appease the three-headed dog.

"Okay, Lu Wei." He stretched out his big hand and stroked the three heads of the three-headed dog a few times at a time, "Da Mao, Er Mao, San Mao, don't bark, you scared my students."

He took some meat out of his pocket and fed them.

The three-headed dog was indeed very obedient in front of him, all three heads were obediently lowered for him to stroke, and they even purred.

"He kept them... no, where did he keep them?" Roger still looked at the three-headed dog in disbelief, "Is this the one that guarded the Philosopher's Stone two years ago? I remember it bit Pass Snape."

"It should be. Hagrid must have hidden it in the Forbidden Forest." Cedric, who was standing next to the two, said.

"I sincerely hope Miss Graplan returns to class soon," Roger said, "and I hope Hagrid doesn't have too many cuties."

Cedric said softly, "I heard that the eight-eyed spiders in the Forbidden Forest were also raised by Hagrid. Fortunately, they have disappeared now."

Roger said with a smile, "Yes, a warrior wiped out all the eight-eyed spiders and brought peace to the Forbidden Forest."

He winked at Scott as he spoke.

Scott turned a blind eye to his small gesture.

At this moment, Hagrid had comforted his "cute" three-headed dog Fluffy with food and toys, and he turned to face the students again.

"Would any of you want to come up and get close to Lu Wei?" He asked with a smile on his face, his thick beard shaking happily, "Maybe you can try to feed it, or play with it."

Everyone watched as Lu Wei's three heads took turns biting at its toy - a large wooden ball. With the sound of clicking, the huge wooden ball was bitten into several petals.

"Look how much fun it is."

Hagrid glanced back and smiled gratifiedly, like a loving mother who sees her child grow.

He even wiped the corners of his eyes.

"I raised it. At that time, it was just with Xiao Mao Mao."

After sighing, he looked at the students again.

"Oh, do any of you want to get in close contact with it?" He asked again, "The three-headed dog is a rare and magical animal. Come on, raise your hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone present took a step back.

"Oh……"

Hagrid's movements and expressions became a little stiff.

"No...is there no one?"

There was really no one, and many students, especially the girls, were shaking their heads quickly, for fear of being called by him.

"Is he joking?" muttered Roger. "That beast could have swallowed me whole."

"Uh... It seems that you are still a little scared." Hagrid said in embarrassment, "But I have to say, Lu Wei will not hurt you, he listens to me very much..."

It was fifth year, and Hagrid was getting more and more embarrassed without a Harry to help him out.

In the end, he could only bite the bullet in the embarrassment and introduced the habits and characteristics of some three-headed dogs to everyone, and ended the class hastily.

(End of this chapter)