Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18.

Chapter 77 Double Hearts

Feeling the conscience, Hagrid is not the kind of guy who is tone-deficient and singing is equivalent to killing money and killing his life. On the contrary, his voice is unexpectedly acceptable.

But even so, things like lullabies were not good for Hagrid.

Hagrid, who sang the sleepy lullaby into a war roar, almost fainted Harry. He knew how Lu Wei fell asleep. This thing has a hypnotic effect, but it is physically of.

As soon as Hagrid opened his mouth, the thunderous singing filled Harry's ears. Harry, whose brain was numb from the sound waves, just sat down on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

I still remember that on Halloween, Hagrid just let out a roar, and he interrupted the magic of more than a dozen professors who were ready to launch. The professors with weaker physiques lost their fighting power immediately. Absolutely unacceptable act of committing suicide.

Even if he doesn't move his hands or feet, you can't stand it if he yells at you.

Rubeus Warroar Hagrid lives up to his name.

Fortunately, Hagrid only hummed a few words. If he finished singing the whole song, Harry probably wouldn't want to see the sun tomorrow. With Hagrid's sonic attack, a human cub like Harry, even a strong one, would have to wait to die.

"Thank you, Haig, for not killing me."

Harry, who had lingering fears, said weakly after Hagrid shut up, the throbbing and throbbing brain made Harry a little distracted, the experience of almost shaking his brain, he never wanted to try it a second time .

"Huh? What's the matter Harry?"

The bewildered Hagrid bent down to pick Harry up, his expression was a little confused, completely unaware of what had just happened.

"That's right. It's Hagrid. If you want to sing in the future, please remind me."

"Ahahahaha" Hagrid smiled awkwardly, "It's because the singing is too ugly, isn't it?"

"That's not true. In terms of sound alone, it's actually quite good, but your voice is too loud. My ears can't bear it. It's my whole body that can't bear it."

Hagrid suddenly realized and nodded, he sort of figured out what was going on.

"Then you rest for a while. I'll pack up your equipment and take you for a walk in the woods. You can see what you want to eat. You pick it, and I'll kill it. Bring it back and set it on fire."

For Hagrid, the Forbidden Forest is his back garden. He feeds and manages the magical creatures in it, but this does not mean that Hagrid does not eat them. Except for some cute and obedient little guys who are kept by Hagrid as pets, other magical creatures Creatures almost always showed their faces at Hagrid's dinner table.

The King of the Forbidden Forest not only has the duty to guard the Forbidden Forest and manage the Forbidden Forest, he also has the power to kill all the 'subjects' under his protection in the Forbidden Forest. Hagrid pursues the natural law of the jungle.

After Harry slowed down for a while, Hagrid packed his hunting gear and prepared to go out.

"We have to go back quickly, the fire in the stove is too big, I'm afraid something will go wrong if left unattended."

"Leave this matter to me."

Rubbing his temples, Harry pulled out the Glock 18 and aimed the gun at the roaring fireplace.

"Fire and heat insulation."

He pulled the trigger, and the Fireproof Charm created a transparent pot cover that covered the entire fireplace, and the dragon eggs bathed in a flame bath in it would not be affected, but Hagrid's hut also lost the burning heat.

"If I knew it earlier, I would have written to ask you to come. Now it's all right, Yaya can go back to the house and stay."

Hagrid was very happy to see this scene. Although Dumbledore secretly repaired his broken wand, Hagrid, who had not cast spells frequently for a long time, had regressed a lot in spells. Most of the time, he The life of a Muggle is not much different from that of a Muggle, so when he encountered this problem, he didn't think of magic for the first time.

"Yeah, Fang Fang is probably a bit cold outside, but a spell doesn't seem to last long. What kind of wood did you burn, Hagrid? How could the flames that ignited wear away the spell?"

"I read a book, and it said that iron-belly dragon eggs need a high temperature to hatch normally. Ordinary wood can't provide such heat, so I chopped down a few magical pine logs and burned them. There are everywhere in the forest. For these things, the only trouble is to change the home of the Bowtruckle."

Hegara opened the door to catch Fang, and Harry used a spell again, but this time he pulled the trigger to death, and the dense rain of spell bullets formed a thick layer of isolation in front of the fireplace. barrier.

After Professor Flitwick's correct guidance, Harry's spells will no longer be less effective because of his omissions in punctuation and chanting. The speed has also been directly increased from the initial three rounds per second to six rounds per second.

If it were his more proficient spells, White Ivory's limit output had jumped to eight to ten rounds per second. Once Harry pulled the trigger, White Ivory's barrage of bullets would pour out instantly.

It's a pity that Harry has yet to meet an opponent that requires him to go all out. Even if all the little wizards in the same grade are added together, Harry is not enough to clean the map in seconds. Before he grows to a certain stage, the existence of white ivory makes Ha Lee became a walking bug.

The only thing restricting Harry's pouring magic is the magic power. After eating the heart of the Frost Tyrant, Harry's limit is probably that he can quickly use 120 spells, and then he will fall into a short CD of magic power recovery. Compared with the previous one hundred After all, he is still making progress. When Frost Tyrant's heart is completely digested, this value can increase to about one hundred and thirty-four.

It is not worthwhile to exchange about [-] Galleons for such a small increase in the total amount of magic power, because even if normal wizards use spell sets, they hardly have the problem of running out of magic power in a short period of time .

When wizards are fully grown up, their magic power will steadily increase from "one" at the age of 11 to ten or even more. This kind of magic power reserve has a considerable degree of overflow for most wizards.

"Have you decided what to eat later, Harry, how about I tell you about the strange things in the woods, some guys are not good, the meat is smelly, such as the venomous leopard, the meat of this guy It was sour and smelly, so I just tasted it, but I didn’t expect to have diarrhea at night.”

"That's poisoning, Hagrid. The leopard is the representative of plague and poison."

Harry rolled his eyes, thanks to Hagrid's good physique, if it were any other wizard, even if it was just diarrhea, he would kill someone.

"So I was curious, so I went to taste it. At that time, it was troublesome to dispose of that guy's body. I couldn't bury it, and I couldn't burn it. I fed it to slime, which ate everything, but I didn't expect it to be fed. I found a group of mutated poisonous slimes, and I was so angry that my head was about to explode."

Hagrid waved his hand in front of his eyes with a gloomy face. The memories of that time were not good at all.

"Is there any creature with strong body and powerful magic power in the forest? It's on the same level as Frost Tyrant."

"Yes, there are many, but if you want to say that the magic power is strong and the body is also strong, then there are probably only Sphinxes. This guy is a bit troublesome to kill. They seem to have mastered the power of some kind of rule system. Once Getting caught up in their riddles, unless they take it back, is a big problem."

"Why don't you change it to another one? There is only one Sphinx left in the forest. That guy is very obedient and never causes trouble."

"How about the mountain tyrannosaurus? This thing should be a guy who can fight the Frost Tyrant. After all, the fire dragon may not be able to beat this guy in hand-to-hand combat on land, and it tastes chewy and tastes good."

"The most important thing is that there are more than ten mountain tyrannosaurs in the forest, and they haven't been very obedient recently. They make big noises from time to time, and they are a bit noisy."

"Then the mountain tyrannosaurus will be fine."

Harry, who had no objection to this, nodded, and followed Hagrid into the Forbidden Forest, which looked gloomy and gloomy even during the day.

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There should be another chapter in a while

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