Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 326 Hippogriff

With a click, the hippogriff flapped its wings and landed heavily on the open space surrounded by the fence. They trotted a few steps, flapping their wings to reduce their inertia.

The strong wind blows the leaves head-on, causing the little wizards to cover their faces with their arms.

When everything quieted down, these guys had already landed on the ground, and they raised their heads and stared at the little wizards in front of them.

"Hippogriffs!" Hagrid yelled as he stood aside, watching these car-like monsters in fascination.

Just as McGuffin imagined, they have the body, hind legs, and tail of a horse, but the front legs, wings, upper body, and head are all eagles, especially their eyes, which are rebellious and are looking at the little wizards in front of them.

Can feel the disdain in their eyes.

These guys are carnivores and predators, not just the half-foot claws on the front legs... just the huge beak can also cut people open and peck their hearts.

"This is Buckbeak...that's Bartickro...that's Beakbarrow..."

Hagrid happily pointed to the hippogriffs walking around the fence, and introduced them to the little wizards one by one.

"They're very pretty, aren't they?"

Hagrid walked over, pulled the chain around Buckbeak's neck so hard, and walked around in front of the little wizards.

MacGuffin... Or most of the young wizards can now understand what Hagrid said about beauty.

These Hippogriffs are covered with feathers and fur, two completely different things, but they blend together without any conflict in one body.

Starting from the forehead...the dark gray feathers, to the blue feathers on the neck, to the golden claws on the front legs, and then the horse's body is brown-red hair, the legs gradually began to turn white, and the tail turned dark green again.

The sun shone on it, still shimmering.

With the blood flowing in its body, the color on its body kept shaking, sparkling like the surface of a lake.

Especially for the little witches, these glittering and beautiful things attracted their attention even more. Even Hermione and DeLS Malfoy, who had always been indifferent, leaned out and stared at the Hippogriff with wide eyes.

"Okay, open your book, turn to page No. 20, the Hippogriff's article...there are illustrations on it, read the description carefully...I'll go and appease the other Hippogriffs!"

"And... I want to remind you one more thing... Or the first thing you must keep in mind is that these hippogriffs generally don't attack wizards and humans, but they are proud and even intelligent. You'd better not offend them, they are very narrow-minded, and they are extremely ferocious predators!"

"If you don't want to get hurt, it's best not to get close...Okay, I'll go and tie up the other hippogriffs. You stand still and take the books to preview, and I'll be back in two or three minutes..."

As he spoke, Hagrid lifted a huge tin bucket from the side fence, took out a fat fish about the size of a MacGuffin's head, and threw it to Buckbeak.

The eagle-horse beast screamed, Pu flapped its wings, propped up its front body, and bit the fish in half at once.

Then, before the remaining half fell to the ground, he shook his head quickly, lowered his head to catch it, and swallowed it.

Let out a contented neigh.

Showcasing the looks of an apex predator.

McGuffin and the others took half a step back together, and he heard the little wizards gasping for air, swallowing to relieve the tension in his heart.

"Good boy, good boy!"

Hagrid patted the Hippogriff's head happily, as if the bloody scene just now seemed to him as cute as a little kitten stepping on its belly out of thin air.

After Hagrid left.

Everyone started talking immediately.

The little wizards circled around, carefully watching the Buckbeak hippogriff.

Obviously, although this monster aroused the fear of the little wizards, it also made them very curious.

Hermione flipped through the "Monster Book of Monsters", pointing to the images that occupied almost half of the pages.

(It was a very huge colorful Hippogriff. The feathers on its body were even more gorgeous. The front half of its body was shining silver, and the back half was shining golden. The whole eyes were fiery red and glowing with fluorescence.)
"During the Middle Ages, Floo powder or cross-state magical passages, and portkeys were not invented... In addition to floating across the sea in wooden boats like Muggles, people can only rely on broomsticks, magic carpets or flying monsters to move."

"And the broomsticks at that time hadn't invented braking spells and shock-absorbing spells. Unless a wizard had a different hobby in his body and was not afraid of danger, he would choose to use a broomstick for long-term flying.

"At that time, the magic carpet was a good choice for wizards in Africa or the Arab world.

"However, for the vast majority of European wizards, they choose to travel across the state by riding monsters such as thestrals, fire dragons, griffins, giant oriental eagles, thunderbirds, and fenisks...

"Of course, among these dangerous magical animals, many people choose...the relatively less dangerous and more loyal Hippogriff as their mobile tool."

"Although they can also be said to be a kind of predator, but compared with the disturbing reputation of thestrals in the wizarding world, the ruthless and violent dragons, the expensiveness of giant oriental eagles, the cruelty of griffins, and the annoyingness of fenisks (every time they take a ride, they have to answer three riddles)... These proud and loyal guys were the best choice for wizards to travel long distances at that time."

Hermione read it word by word, as if to memorize it.

Ron suddenly thought of something, his face changed drastically, and he was a little scared, "Hagrid didn't let us sit on it, did he?"

Obviously, other young wizards also thought of these possibilities, and they all gathered together in twos and threes to look at the hippogriff, and then began to discuss nervously.

DeLS Malfoy was raising his head and saying something, and the little Slytherin wizards were all around her.

It always seemed to Harry that this guy was trying to sabotage the class.

"...these proud hippogriffs, when they first come into contact with each other, they have to look at each other, bow, and try not to blink, - if you blink and leave, you can't win the monster's trust..."

"And according to statistical research, the memory of these hippogriffs is even better than that of many wizards. They can even remember a wizard who won their trust five or six years ago, even if they only met once!"

"But once you've earned their trust, you can travel across the sea on them. These loyal and proud hippogriffs will even accompany wizard friends for life..."

While Hermione was chanting, Hagrid returned.

"Okay, how about it! Have you read the description in the textbook? Now who wants to go further, come and try, touch this cute little guy..."

Hagrid rubbed his hands, and smiled at the little wizards a little stiffly, obviously knowing that this proposal would not be popular.

"Or...let me demonstrate to you first,"

As he said that, he turned around, bowed, and looked at Buckbeak with his big face, so close that the bird's beak could even touch Hagrid's nose.

McGuffin clearly saw Buckbeak's eagle eyes showing disgust immediately, (was that rolling his eyes?) It had to quickly lower its head.

——This is not a look that wins trust!
McGuffin thought, and wondered, but the others thought the same way.

"Okay, that's it..."

"Who wants to try?"

Hagrid straightened up, patted Buckbeak on the head, and asked with his back to the little wizards.

Everyone immediately took two or three steps back, only Harry, who had been staring at Hagrid, stood still.

He stood out like that right away.

"Well done, Harry!" Hagrid exclaimed happily, and Harry had to tremble forward.

At this time, McGuffin will naturally not destroy the original plot. At the last moment, Sirius will use this Buckbeak Hippogriff to escape from Hogwarts!
but……

He looked at De LS Malfoy darkly—under the influence of this huge butterfly's wings, could it really develop as in the plot... McGuffin was very suspicious of this.

And from his standpoint, there was nothing he could do about Hagrid's lessons.

As in the plot, under Hagrid's command, Harry stared motionless into Buckbeak's orange eyes, then bent and bowed.

A moment later...the monster suddenly bent its scaly front knees, and even sank...obviously bowing.

"Good job, Harry!"

"Yes—you can touch it!"

Hagrid exclaimed delightedly.

Harry patted Buckbeak on the beak, and the two of them looked very close... the Hippogriff even closed its eyes, like a cat getting its jaw scratched, and it seemed to like it.

This made the little wizards breathe a sigh of relief—doesn't it seem that there is not much danger?

They all applauded.

Even de LS Malfoy was eager to try, but it was clear with the look on her face that she was planning something.

This reassured McGuffin.

It seems that things are still moving forward according to the inertia of the original plot...

Afterwards, under Hagrid's guidance, Harry rode Buckbeak, the twelve-foot hippogriff, through the sky.

Unlike the broomstick, McGuffin and the little wizards below can also feel the power of fluttering their wings.

The Hippogriff carried Harry in the sky, gliding and circling, flapping its wings vigorously from time to time, passing over the Forbidden Forest, a gust of cold wind howled from above, shaking their hair twice.

This kind of alternative flight is really cool.

Even McGuffin... well, maybe especially McGuffin feels more like this.

Because of his poor talent for flying broomsticks, McGuffin is more eager to fly in the sky.

This special way of flying aroused his interest in an instant.

As for the plot, depending on the situation, even if De LS becomes a little witch, there should be some problems, and it should develop naturally!

After a heavy crash, Harry followed the Hippogriff to the ground.

The sense of shock that comes from paving the way can arouse the little wizard's interest even more.

Harry's success inspired them.

Later, Hagrid divided all the Hippogriffs into two groups and pulled them into a circle surrounded by two fences, allowing Gryffindor and Slytherin to bow and communicate respectively.

Hermione and Ron picked out a brown hippogriff, and Neville ran away several times. The hippogriff raised its head and didn't even bother to look at this guy, Malfoy...

McGuffin had no energy left to watch her.

"Damn it? What the hell is going on here?"

MacGuffin's eyes were sour and tearful, and he had been staring at the old Hippogriff named Batticolo for a long time.

From the eyes of the monster on the opposite side, McGuffin didn't see any pride or disdain at all, and some could only be wary and vigilant... This guy stood up straight with his eagle body, his head raised high, and his sharp claws kept pawing on the ground, looking a little uneasy.

Let alone trust, if Hagrid hadn't held the chain on the side, I'm afraid this guy would have fluttered his wings and flew away from here long ago.

Shir!
Isn't the bad flying talent on broomsticks not just pointing to broomsticks as a business?

But nothing happened while riding the magic carpet in Egypt?

McGuffin looked at Hagrid, who was coming over purposely, and wanted his advice.

Hagrid scratched the messy hair on the back of his head, but also couldn't figure it out.

"Why don't you wait... McGuffin... wait until I arrange the other little wizards!"

Apparently, the famous MacGuffin in a certain way also made Hagrid lingering in fear.

Hagrid came over to watch him, in case something unexpected happened.

"Okay, I'll go... bring Buckbeak here, it's easier to be intimate with him."

Hagrid looked at McGuffin's longing eyes, a little embarrassed, so he pulled him to the Slytherin side.

(McGuffin backed off a little when he heard Buckbeak—wasn't this ruining the original plot? But it was too late, and Hegara saw him in the middle of the Slytherin paddock.)
Buckbeak was asked to leave by LS Malfoy.

And she hasn't been plotted...to clash with Buckbeak.

This guy, LS Malfoy was staring at Buckbeak.

Shir!
——At this time, what should he do?
Let de LS Malfoy continue until she pretends to be hurt, and everything works according to the plot,

Let Hagrid stop all this and change the plot.

But what I didn't expect is,

DeLS Malfoy actually (actually already) didn't follow the plot, and before Hagrid went over to persuade her, she automatically backed away.

"Let McGuffin come first! I'll try again later... My eyes are sore, I don't want to spoil my makeup!"

She complained, but McGuffin always thought there was something odd about it.

Even if he becomes a witch, LS Malfoy is not such a person!
(End of this chapter)