Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 345

"No, but it seems that we two are unlucky, and we can't go to Hogsmeade temporarily."

"and also……"

Harry hesitated, feeling that what McGuffin said made sense.

If Ron and the others knew of the existence of the big black dog, Ron would definitely find a way to get the big black dog to take care of Scabbers to prevent Hermione's cat Crookshanks from raiding again, and the two would definitely quarrel again.

So Harry didn't mention the big black dog.

Instead, he talked about Professor Lupine and that Snape goblet potion.

In this regard, Ron clearly thought exactly as Harry did.

"Did he drink it? Harry, why did you let him drink it!"

"I told you two to stop conspiracy theories. Snape is not a fool. He would not murder Professor Lupine in Hogwarts Castle...even in front of Harry! What's more, didn't Snape and Professor Lupine say that Professor Dumbledore also knew about it?"

When McGuffin saw the traditional Hogwarts arts performed by Harry and Ron again, he suddenly felt a headache. He hurriedly distinguished, and Hermione agreed.

"Oh, did he say so?" Harry asked.

"I should have said it!" - almost slipped the tongue.

"Ugh! The dinner party is about to start, let's hurry downstairs!"

McGuffin pointed to the time on the watch, stood up hastily and interrupted.

The little wizards in the common room also started to flow, walking towards the outside of the common room.

……

The Hogwarts Halloween dinner is just as fun.

Even though this was the third similar banquet the McGuffins had at Hogwarts, it was still very fresh and exciting.

Thousands of jack-o-lanterns of different sizes floating in the air and bats fluttering are always indispensable...

Different from the horror mask decoration of McGuffin in the first year and the ghost ghost dance troupe in the second year, what is special this time is the streamers that continuously spew flames above the head. They gather together like a galaxy of flames, and they rotate to form various patterns, like brilliant water snakes.

It even directly turned into a waterfall of flames flowing backwards on both sides of the wall.

The food is also exquisite.

As Dobby said, the food this time has a Halloween atmosphere, cockroach candy, blood eyeball soup (actually a change from chocolate toffee), black nail toast (a stack of bread is piled up high like a giant toe, and there are four long tables, almost piled up like a hill)...

Of course, many students are not sensitive to these things.

They chose other foods that were more acceptable and more mouth-watering.

Constantly rotating, roasted sizzling, oily, golden roasted whole cow, roasted suckling pig, roasted goose, roasted goose...

All of this smells great.

McGuffin and the other little wizards almost burst their stomachs.

Professor Lupine looked very happy on the rostrum, and he didn't change much.

It seems that if he is not directly illuminated by the moonlight, he will not become a werewolf (or it will not be the most serious time tomorrow).

However, Snape was very wary of looking at Lupine, even Harry could see it.

The dinner ended with a program arranged by ghosts, (I heard Percy said that because of the presence of dementors, none of the wizarding choirs agreed to come to Hogwarts at all).

They had a good night, and nothing unexpected happened. They returned to the dormitory safely. Scabber (Peter Pettigrew) was sleeping soundly in a small room in Garen and Sick's mini hut after eating the sleep candy ball Ron brought back from Honeydukes.

McGuffin lay on the bed tossing and turning thinking about what happened today, unable to fall asleep.

The plot is hovering on the verge of losing control again.

However, this made McGuffin clear his goal again, he must prompt Peter Pettigrew to escape according to the plot... to find Voldemort.

In this way, he can grasp the whereabouts of this guy, and it is best to get 'Nakia' before Voldemort has enough mana, so that he can lift the [Blood Curse] on him.

Hearing Harry and Ron's dreaming in the dormitory, Neville's teeth grinding, and the occasional hooting of an owl outside the castle.

McGuffin closed his eyes after a heavy sigh,

——Go to sleep now!He must improve his strength quickly this semester, otherwise, even if everything goes well, he won't have the strength to face Voldemort.

……

After the Christmas feast, events of the dementor riot finally caused panic among the parents of young wizards, as most expected.

They mailed so many protest letters to Hogwarts that the professors even had to call a lot of students to deal with the letters.

Not only that... The most unlucky one was Mr. Goodman who came to Hogwarts to investigate the incident.

I don't know how the parents know that this is the second time he has come to investigate the dementor riot.

As a result, poor Mr. Goodman received several shouting letters a day in a row.

There was no time to deal with these roaring letters. After they were exploded one by one, the extremely angry roars of the parents began to echo deafeningly in the castle.

Even in the care of magical creatures class, that is, near the edge of the Forbidden Forest, you can hear those echoes.

Hagrid was rather pleased with this.

"This time the dementors are going to go, I've heard it's even worse at the Ministry of Magic...Minister for Magic Cornelius Fudge was even drowned out by a pile of Howler letters during an interview with the Daily Prophet."

"The dementors are definitely gone now. Of course, Harry, you don't have to worry. There are rumors that...they will send a dragon to guard the castle."

Hagrid's black beetle-like eyes were shining, full of longing.

Although Hagrid didn't let them worry, it was clear that Harry and Ron were more worried about it.

Hagrid has a special and fanatical hobby for huge monsters, which is different from ordinary people.
Especially dragons...he'd always wanted to have a real dragon as a pet.

Thankfully the Ministry of Magic has banned this practice.

They still remember how the first year of the baby dragon ended in disaster, especially Ron, because the baby dragon was bitten on the finger, and stayed in the infirmary for about a week.

"By the way... Hermione, Ron, go and see that brat DeLS Malfoy, don't let her get into trouble again."

"Break into trouble, what can cause trouble?" Ron was a little puzzled, but Hermione breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't want to hear Hagrid's thoughts about the danger of monsters like fire dragons at all, and she was very jealous of the little thing in the arms of LS Malfoy not far away, including other little female teachers.

That body is round, fat, and fluffy. If you knead it, squeeze it, hug it around, it will only be a humming fluff.

These little ones turned the little witches of the two Houses (Gryffindor and Slytherin...including LS Malfoy) in the Care of Fantastic Beasts class into a frenzy.

They huddled together, and even the baboon-like Slytherin witch, Mirrissie Fawcett, was staring at the little creatures with glowing eyes.

The little witches occupied almost all the plush fluff.

For a time the scene between Gryffindor and Slytherin had never been more harmonious.

However, having said that, Hagrid's Protection of Magical Beasts course has become extremely 'safe' since DeLS Malfoy's incident with the Hippogriff.

Although most of his courses are still outside the classroom, near the Forbidden Forest... But the magical animals he has taught are no longer selected according to his different preferences.

All turned into magical creatures below the Ministry of Magic's classification level XXX.

Like Salamanders, Nifflers, Bowtruckles... small magical creatures.

For example, in this class, they have to take care of the Puffyman, a magical creature that can be found all over the world.

There are of course slightly different types of them around the world.

In South America, these little things are called pixie fur.

The velvet there can be like fireflies, floating in the forest at night, glowing, very beautiful.

There is a wild habitat of velvet in the magic secret of the Amazon jungle, which is called by "Wizard Weekly" as the most beautiful place in the world and the most worthy place for magic tourism in the wizard's life.

And in East Asia, these little things are also known as family stockades, and were even very popular with Muggles in ancient times, and they were used to clean homes.

That's right, no matter what kind of velvet in the world, it is a kind of harmless, docile, scavenging magic creature. They eat leftovers, vegetable leaves, spiders... small bugs and other things that are often annoying.

That's why they are one of the most popular pets in wizarding families. (Of course, it has a lot to do with their extremely cute appearance. Slugs are also a kind of scavenging magical creature, and I haven't seen many wizard families like to raise this kind of magical creature)
The only downside is that Pu Rongrong often likes to sneak out of the pet box when the wizard master is sleeping at night, come to the master's face, stick his long tongue into the nostril, and eat the dry booger in their nose or the earwax in their ears.

If you don't sleep well, you often have nightmares because of it. If you wake up on the spot, that's great fun.

That's why Muggles describe Puffy as a weird, evil fluffy elf... haunts the night, swallows scarlet tongue and devours people's brains at midnight every day.

—is the main character of horror stories used to frighten Muggle children.

But in fact, in the Ministry of Magic's classification level, the plush velvet is XX level, which is better than the slug. Even in the eyes of some young wizards, it is not as dangerous as the old hen at home, and the big white goose.

"What's there to take care of?" Ron said to Hermione next to him, as he plucked the plush fluff with his fingers in a state of boredom.

While he was indeed afraid of dragons, he wished Hagrid had at least some new and interesting magical creatures. (In "The Burrow", Ginny raised a cattail, and he was most familiar with these little creatures)
And he was skeptical about what Hagrid was going to say by keeping MacGuffin and Harry behind. (Why hide it from Hermione and him...)
But obviously Hermione couldn't listen to Ron's complaints at all now.

She happily picked up the white worm with her magic wand (the wand was about to cry), and teased the pudding in her arms... The little one is very easy to take care of, for example, it is very happy now, whimpering in a low voice.

In the middle of the fluffy body, between the two button-sized black bright eyes, a very slender red-pink tongue sticks out of the small brown fleshy mouth, sticking out like a snake, constantly trying to wrap up the bug and swallow it.

So much fun, so cute!
Hermione didn't even care about LS Malfoy next to her at all, let alone the whispers between Hagrid, McGuffin, and Harry.

"McGuffin, don't worry about leaving Padfoot to me. He is patrolling the Forbidden Forest with Fang now? Coupled with the help of the horseman, this can be regarded as saving me a lot of time to prepare lessons, so as to avoid what happened last time."

"Unfortunately, Buckbeak doesn't know if he's doing well with Newt. Can he sleep well after leaving his group? Can he eat fish nuggets..." Hagrid finally diverted his attention away from the fire dragon, and brought the topic to Sirius.

MacGuffin is actually concerned about Sirius' plans against Peter Pettigrew, but apparently he can't get information from Hagrid (who knows nothing).

This made him very anxious, he didn't know how the plot would develop in the future.

But one thing is certain, Sirius is not Peter Pettigrew. He probably can't stand being treated as a pet, especially the cute little pet that Hagrid said. It won't be long before he will take action and sneak into Hogwarts Castle again to find Scabbers.

McGuffin may have to get the Marauder's Map from the twins quickly to figure out the trajectory of Sirius and avoid the plot going berserk again.

……

But the further time progressed towards the first Quidditch match, the less chance McGuffin had to discuss it with the twins.

In particular, he couldn't find a reason to tell the twins how he knew they had such a magic map in their hands.

And Quidditch practice puts all the Gryffindor Quidditch players in a terrible mood.

Not to mention the rainy weather during training, just the new magic broom prepared by [Global Light Wheel Company] for the four academies made everyone feel uncomfortable.

Even Harry had trouble getting used to the speed of the new broomstick.

It is also much less flexible than traditional brooms, which makes it impossible to implement many original Quidditch tactics.

And just for training, various accidents often occur on the Quidditch pitch, so that Madam Pomfrey simply opened a temporary emergency place on the Quidditch pitch, and came to rescue the little wizards with a gloomy face.

Mrs. Hooch also brought together the Quidditch teams of the four colleges and issued some temporary prohibition measures to stop the barbaric actions among the young wizards, lest they receive too much harm.

This brought Harry's level sharply closer to the others.

Because the speed of the magic broom invented by McGuffin is so fast that as soon as the Golden Snitch appears, the competition will enter a fierce battle, and everyone will use the speed performance of the broom to rush up and loot together.

And this broom is unfamiliar and not easy to control, making the game return to the barbaric situation in the Middle Ages for a while.

This is very beneficial to Slytherin's brutal tactics of relying on body collisions.

And the first game was Gryffindor vs. Slytherin. Thinking of the possibility of losing the game and being ridiculed by the Slytherin snakes, everyone was very depressed.

(End of this chapter)