Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 550 So 'walking'

At this moment, a more terrifying sound came from behind McGuffin and the others.

—something is coming.

It was as if something very heavy was being dragged over.

Scratch hard on the ground.

— Chi!

— Chi!

One sound after another, with one or two strange cracking sounds mixed in from time to time.

This voice is very conspicuous in this almost dead Forbidden Forest.

As the sound gets closer,

MacGuffin and the others gradually smelled... a rotten smell of rotten fish, rotten shrimp,

The smell is slightly corrosive, (they feel a burning sensation in the nose)
This caused several people to cover their mouths and noses in a hurry, and McGuffin even cast a bubble head spell on Harry and the others...

In addition, several people can still smell some kind of burning smell!
For some reason, Harry, Hermione, and Ron always felt that this smell...caused a certain memory in their minds that they didn't want to think about.

A familiar feeling of disgust and resistance kept churning in their hearts,
Just when they couldn't figure out what was going on.

A huge and weird black shadow... suddenly drilled out from the tree that was like a prison.

It can also be said that it hit directly.

That layer of woods (fence) was directly knocked out of a breach.

The thick and tall trees broke and flew horizontally, smashed to the ground, and continued to roll down towards the bottom of the valley.

Like falling rocks and landslides, the scene was earth-shattering.

McGuffin and the others kept dodging the broken and smashed logs.

When there was less movement and they looked up, they found...

A familiar yet unfamiliar monster stayed on the bottom of the trough, stopped and roared, and looked at them.

— This monster is huge!
It's the size of a car,

It looks like a giant scorpion. Its long stingers are curled up on its back, and several sticks protrude from both sides of its abdomen... The joints, which are as thick as ordinary people's thighs, are constantly waving and wriggling,
Its whole body is covered with thick hard armor, and pieces of gray-white carapace are combined with each other, leaving a few gaps in between, forming a weird and inexplicable pattern.

McGuffin and the others saw a long, arm-thin hemp rope... along the gap, tightly wrapping around the monster.

The rope hangs in the air, taut... straight into the woods.

then,

A huge figure came in from the woods, dragging the rope.

"Hagrid!"

McGuffin and the others shouted loudly.

As expected!
——This thing is a fried-tailed snail!

"Why are you here! Merlin! You can't come here, don't you see the sign I hang here?"

Hagrid kept wrapping the rope around his hands, stretched it tight, and pulled hard on the eager snail next to him.

Harry: "What brand? We didn't see it!"

Hermione: "We took a walk here and found this place a bit strange!"

McGuffin: "No, it's not... what are you doing here? And Hagrid... what are you dressed like!"

(Hagrid's current appearance is quite embarrassing, he is blackheaded, gray-faced, smoky,
The big furry brown suit on his body was full of small holes burned out,
The artist-like ponytail that McGuffin tied for him has already exploded fluffy...

The neatly combed beard is also more messy than usual.

——In short, Hagrid looks like he went on a date in a suit and tie, but was thrown into the battlefield of World War II... It's like trying to survive for a month. )
Ron: "That thing is a snail?... My Merlin! I said it long ago... This thing should have been disposed of when I was a child."

(Ron's last few words faded into a whisper. Apparently he also knew it was best not to annoy Hagrid as he struggled to control the dangerous creature.)
The four of them talked at one another, each talking in his own way.

"Stop...stop, let's talk one by one."

Hagrid was a bit big-headed, and he said loudly in a panic while pulling the huge snail with great effort.

But as he lost his mind, the snail that Hagrid was holding in his hand crawled down and lowered his body.
The sting needles on its body, the carapace and those strange jointed limbs and claws on its abdomen stretched tightly, standing up—supporting that huge body.

"Don't! Don't move! Be obedient... Be obedient!"

"Be good...be obedient! Be good! Get down..."

There is no stranger scene in the world than this.

The MacGuffins saw it with their own eyes

—Hagrid's attitude towards that terrifying, penetrating, gigantic Blast-tailed snail...was like a cute and harmless kitten.

Too bad the snail isn't a kitten.

Its size, its stinger, its multi-jointed tentacles...it is powerful enough to shred any prey.

What's more, this thing's temper is even more irritable and cruel than that of a fire dragon.

The fried-tailed snail's stinger stood tall, its jointed limbs struggling to support its huge body.

Hagrid's expression changed drastically.

"No...no, no! Don't...don't..."

McGuffin felt something was wrong.

"Harry, get out of there!"

"Hermione, McGuffin get out of here!"

Hagrid let out a growl.

The muscles all over his body were tense and tangled, his feet stepped hard into the ground, and then he desperately pulled on the hemp rope... He was holding on to the fried-tailed snail.

"Go, get out of here!"

At this point, anyone could see that something was wrong.

McGuffin and the others hurriedly left their spot, avoiding the front of the snail.

But it's too late!
boom!
A spark spewed out from the tail of the chrysalis, flying towards them like a rocket.

Hagrid couldn't hold it anymore, he staggered and let go of the rope in his hand,

Although he immediately swooped down and grabbed... the hemp rope that was swaying and jumping in the air like a mad snake,
But the fried-tailed snails were still pressed straight down from above, and smashed towards the McGuffins.

There is simply no time for them to hide.

With a wave of McGuffin, the [Levitation Curse (Extraordinary]] hit the thick armor of the snail...

But it didn't work, the spell was bounced elsewhere instead.

(The broken trees over there floated up one after another)

Even McGuffin and the others were affected, their limbs were completely powerless, and they floated up, making them unable to run at all as if they were in space.

- It's over!
When several people were desperate, behind them, a voice suddenly sounded.

"There are many obstacles!"

The snail's soft belly was hit with one blow.

The monster immediately curled its jointed legs and feet, and then hit the ground heavily in front of them.

dusty!

It missed them by a few inches.

The rotten and scorched smell of the fried-tailed snail rushed to his face, and the monster trembled all over and froze.

"My God! Harry, are you all right!"

At this time, Hagrid finally stood up again, and he ran down from above with a panicked face.

McGuffin and the others turned around to look.

Professor Sprout seems to have returned to normal, no longer whispering alone.

She held up her wand, pointed at the snail, and leaned in with a vigilant look.

Walked closer,

A few people noticed that Professor Sprout's face was tired, as if he had aged a teenager, and the dark bags under his eyes were heavy, as obvious as a kangaroo's pouch.

"Professor Sprout...what are you doing here?" Hagrid looked puzzled, and then saw the little sapling behind her, with an expression of sudden understanding on his face, "Oh... oh, I see! You are nurturing..."

Hagrid didn't continue.

At this moment, MacGuffin Harry finally landed on their feet.

The bad luck just now...almost made the hearts of the few of them burst.

They took a few short breaths before they began to speak.

"What's going on with all this?" Harry looked at Hagrid.

"Professor Sprout, are you... are you... all right?" Hermione asked suspiciously.

McGuffin took two steps back, took out his wand and pointed it directly at the snail.

Ron moved directly to Hagrid's side.

"Okay, you shouldn't be here, hurry up and get out of this woods? It's very dangerous for you."

"Dangerous!? Hagrid? You mean the snail in your hand?" Ron yelled extremely dissatisfied.

This made Hagrid's face flush red with embarrassment.

He bluntly argued, "This is what Professor Dumbledore and Barty Crouch requested... Blast-tailed squirrels must take a walk to thrive...not to mention we need it to adapt to the venue so that this little guy doesn't get too restless, and during the game..."

"Game? Venue?"

"You mean - the Forbidden Forest is the site of the 'Top Ten Tournament'?" Hermione exclaimed, startled.

Her tone sounded like - you are all crazy, how can you put the playing field here.

Ron was concerned with another roughly the same thing, and he spoke directly from Hermione's heart,

"Walking? Thriving? Restless? ... It seems that Dumbledore and the heads of the Ministry of Magic have finally gone crazy..."

"What? Is the snail going to be used in the 'Top Ten Tournament'?" Harry thought that he was going to face this monster alone, and his expression turned extremely ugly.

To be honest, he would rather face the fire dragon than face these monsters.

After all, dying at the mouth of a fire dragon and dying at the hands of a fire-breathing monster have completely different reputations in the world.

The former can still be praised, but the latter can only become a joke.

The scene was very chaotic for a while, and the news brought by Hagrid caused layers of storms.

Even Hagrid was very angry with himself for slipping the tongue.

"Well, Professor Hagrid is right, these things are not something you can understand and get in touch with now. Harry is the same even if you are a warrior now."

"Rubus, can you take Harry and the others out?" Professor Sprout said weakly.

"I still have to cultivate this forest..."

(Hearing this, McGuffin and the others immediately looked carefully at the weird woods in all directions)
"Okay, Professor Sprout!" Hagrid grabbed the rope tightly again.

At this time, the snail began to move again, its forefoot and hindlimbs... many jointed limbs touched the feet, and supported the body again.

When McGuffin and the others saw it, they immediately hid aside... This thing is not a joke.

"Hey, listen to me..."

Hagrid leaned forward and pulled the twine taut.

"Hagrid, do you want us to help?" Harry called to Hagrid tremblingly.

"Need not!"

Before Hagrid could finish speaking, he staggered again, a stream of flames spewed out from the tail of the Wreck, and rushed forward on the ground for a certain distance.

The abdomen and those jointed limbs rubbed against the ground, making a - Chi - Chi sound.

And Hagrid's suit had another hole, and his beard and hair were scorched.

McGuffin and the others finally understood what the previous sound...had to do with Hagrid's new look.

As for why Hagrid wore such a suit, thinking about Hagrid's thoughts some time ago, and this guy's usual hobbies... the McGuffins and the others had a 'terrible' conjecture in their hearts!
But they didn't say it.

But at this time, an untimely voice suddenly rang from above the trough, and the person who came had no emotional intelligence and directly punctured Hagrid's reverie (also the conjecture in McGuffin's mind),
"—Ah! I see... Big man, are you going on a date with Madame Maxime of Beauxbatons, that's why you're dressed like this!"

"I've heard from Professor Fonnert that you both have the blood of a half-giant... so you're dating."

"Merlin! ——Date with a snail! You are the real 'warrior'!" There was ridicule and ridicule in every word.

"Who!"

Hagrid was furious, and he looked up sharply over the valley.

A young man with grey-brown hair and wearing a flamboyant golden-red wizard robe suddenly appeared and stood on it.

Is the champion of Ilvermorny:

— Plant East Fork.

He was full of complacency, as if I knew everything.

"I'll just say it's for no reason... why would someone put up a sign to stop the famous Plant East Fork, the warriors of the Top Ten Tournament from approaching here... so someone is cheating!"

"Ha,—I knew Hogwarts would cheat, otherwise, how could an underage student pass the test and become a warrior."

"If you don't want me to tell other people this news, tell me what this weird forest is for! What information did you tell Harry just now! Just now I heard someone calling the 'Top Ten Tournament'... Could it be that this is the venue for the competition?"

He looked around, ignoring Hagrid's pale face.

"Tell me quickly, otherwise tomorrow all the teachers and students in your school...not only will know that Harry Potter...this famous boy is cheating, even the whole wizarding world will know that two half-blood giants are dating...Maybe you will have the world's largest half-blood baby?"

This guy acted recklessly... laughing at Hagrid with the utmost disrespect.

Hagrid was shaking with anger, he didn't know what to do.

At this moment, the snail was still struggling,

It seemed to have seen Hagrid's distraction and not focusing on himself, so it wanted to take this opportunity to break free from the ropes that bound it, and pursue 'freedom'.

But obviously this idiot monster overestimated himself, Hagrid roared angrily, grabbed the snail, and moved closer...

"Hey, don't move!" said Hagrid through gritted teeth.

The snail was still struggling.

Duang!

He punched it down.

Like a thunderclap!

McGuffin, Harry, and the others filled their ears with magical sounds... Booming and buzzing non-stop.

"Be obedient! Don't move!"

said Hagrid in a low voice, followed by another kick.

This time the snail was completely lying down, its body trembling, it put down all its limbs and stinger, its body tremblingly... dare not move again.

MacGuffin, Harry froze.

They had never seen Hagrid so angry.

Even when Hagrid was imprisoned in Azkaban, Hagrid didn't do much to resist... showing any anger.

"Okay, this thing should be obedient!"

Hagrid said in a deep voice, as soon as he grabbed the snail, it was as obedient as a... a male dog who had just been egged. (In this respect... it does look a bit like a walk.)
The snail obediently and listlessly was pulled by Hagrid all the way, slowly moving forward. (Sparks are sprayed out from the tail a little bit, controlling the recoil to move forward)
Hagrid glared at the Ilvermorny warrior, and said coldly, "You..."

"Ah, I don't see anything... No, I haven't been here! I didn't take the sign off and hide it!"

After the classic three consecutive rounds, this warrior named Plant East Fork ran away.

Withdraw as soon as you say, never leave a second.

The first second was crazy, and the next second Kabul's "victory" retreated.

McGuffin and the others were so stunned that their jaws dropped.

(End of this chapter)