I, Hogwarts Second Week

Chapter 285 And my friend - you are the real hero!

The next few days were quite peaceful.

As December approaches, the cold winter brings strong winds, rain and snow to Hogwarts. Although there is always draft in the castle in winter, every time everyone walks past Durmstrang's big boat parked on the lake. , all of a sudden, the depressed mood in my heart disappeared.

Sure enough, everything is afraid of comparison. Compared with the big ship bumping and swaying in the strong wind, the black sails are flying and dancing in the dark night sky. The little wizards were thankful that at least there was a warm fire and thick walls in the castle.

Many people thought it must be freezing cold in the Durmstrang mobile home.

No wonder Krum always runs to the school library when he has something to do. Other Durmstrang students are used to passing the time in Slytherin's common room. They get along pretty well.

The Beauxbatons students were more accustomed to staying in their carriages than the Durmstrang students.

The only exceptions were Fleur and her sister Gabrielle, who were very popular in the Gryffindor common room.

Regarding the competition, the Daily Prophet and the Quibbler published their reports on the front page on the third day.

Even "Transfiguration Today" and "Spell Today", two academic journals, published extensive coverage of the event.

As an academic journal, they seriously analyzed and scored all the spells and transformation techniques used by the Warriors in the four games.

Not surprisingly, Miss Granger won first place.

Her original magic and the Sword of Gryffindor left a deep impression on everyone. That unimaginable magic has approached the limit of the imagination of modern wizards.

As for wands, as for magic, and as for the world they were born into, many pure-blood wizards should be ashamed because they are not even as good as a hair of the Mudblood they call themselves.

Therefore, in order to balance their own poor self-esteem, no one would talk about Hermione's origin anymore.

When the newspaper showed the photo of the Gryffindor sword in one hand, the grapevine wand in the other, and the figure standing under the stars, everyone only remembered one thing, and that was Miss Granger—— Worthy of being called the heir of Gryffindor.

She is a true disciple of Godric.

And for Hermione herself, this was both a good thing and a bad thing.

Because just the day after the newspaper was approved, her home and her father's dental shop were smashed into pieces.

The Muggle police couldn't find any results at all, but anyone who cared about it knew that it was a wizard who did it.

Because the wall of the store was covered with all kinds of dirty words using what looked like red dye, mostly cursing Mr. Granger for stealing the wizard's child.

It's possible that this was done by one of Miss Granger's ardent fans.

After the incident happened, the Ministry of Magic certainly would not let it go. They immediately sent out Aurors to hunt down the murderer.

However, after several days of tracing, there was no result.

In a word, I sent the people out, but whether they can be caught or not is another matter.

Highlight an inaction. No Muggles were hurt anyway, right?

Miss Granger was so angry that she almost went crazy when she heard about this. It was only after Principal Dumbledore assured her that her parents would not be harmed that she regained her senses.

This made her feel worse and worse these days. To the little Gryffindor wizard, she was almost Professor McGonagall II.

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Koatl's scores in two major professional academic magazines were almost tied with hers, with only one point separating them.

Her magic of eternal fire and lightning, as well as her powerful shape-shifting spells, have earned her the admiration and recognition of professionals.

The main reason is that Gubler's fairy fire is famous far and wide, and the only one in the wizarding world who can display it is Dumbledore, which has won her a lot of attention.

Next is Krum. His fire shield is also good. In addition, as a Quidditch star, the two newspapers still took his fans into consideration, so there is nothing wrong with assigning him third place.

The fourth is Cedric. Although he does not use any powerful wands and uses magical plants and animals throughout the whole process, his flexible fighting methods and unique tactics are still very eye-catching.

In fact, he should have been ranked third, but after all, Klum's popularity was too high.

Finally, there’s Fleur, there’s nothing to say about it, the Infinity Gauntlet is awesome.

But her rating was at the bottom.

The other sections of the "Daily Prophet" are normal. They rigorously introduce the battles of the four warriors and illustrate their most glorious moments. The magical images make people's hearts swell.

As for Rita Skeeter's section - let's just say she knows how to attract attention.

The random fabrications and malicious speculations throughout this article simply exhaust the human imagination.

The focus of the siege is of course our Miss Granger.

But unfortunately, she seemed to have used too much force this time.

Perhaps the rest of the newspaper reported the incident in a very serious manner, and her article did not fit in with the overall serious atmosphere. It is easy to see that she is maliciously smearing.

Of course, it's more likely that Miss Granger's fan base has swelled again, and her fans are directly attacking her.

There are endless means of sarcastic revelations and death threats.

Anyway, she stepped on thunder this time.

The next few days were pretty normal.

The only interesting thing was Hagrid's Magical Creatures class.

Hagrid kept providing Madame Maxime's horses with their favorite single malt whiskey.

The smell of alcohol drifted from the feed trough in the corner of the temporary stable, making the students who came to class feel a little dizzy.

This doesn't do the little wizards any good, as they still have to look after the terrifying Blast-Ended Skrewts.

"I'm not sure if they are hibernating," Hagrid told the students who were shivering in the pumpkin patch in class. "We might as well try it and see if they want to sleep. Let's put them in these boxes."

Now there are only ten Blast-Ended Skrewts left, and obviously their cannibalistic nature has not been completely eradicated.

Everyone really can't cheer up for this disgusting monster.

Today, each snail is nearly six feet long and covered in a thick, gray protective coating.

They swing their powerful legs wildly, their tails explode and spit fire, and they have spines and suckers.

This thing was growing more and more in the direction of a manticore. In the process of subduing them, the young wizards paid a heavy price, suffering numerous burns and scratches on their bodies.

Everyone's tolerance for this kind of thing has reached its limit.

Many young wizards at Hogwarts can't help but take out their wands - classmates! It’s half term!

It’s really unbearable!

I'm going against it!

Plant these disgusting creatures and fight for a better tomorrow! ! !

A group of young wizards stared at the snails with unkind eyes.

How can today's little wizards be the same? Their combat effectiveness is definitely not low. They were so angry when they were locked up arrogantly.

And just when they were aggressive - forcing the tail snails to explode.

Harry looked at Owen appropriately.

He and Hagrid were friends and he couldn't let Hagrid feel bad.

Then Ron also looked at him.

After seeing the two of them turn their heads, the little wizard present seemed to have found a backbone. Everyone looked at him sideways.

Come on - those eyes seemed to say.

Carrying everyone's expectations, go on bravely!

The fiery eyes seemed to be shouting, what kind of friendship! Bond! The future! Set up Irving in a frame.

What everyone means is very simple.

Anyway, everyone is used to your being lawless.

This time the responsibility of liberating the whole village falls on you!

And Owen, who was burdened with everyone's expectations, was really confused.

? ? ?

Isn't the savior Harry Potter? What are you all staring at?

Besides, aren't they just a group of snails?

As for this?

Then he raised his wand.

A strong green light suddenly appeared from the tip of the staff, and then two seconds later.

The shrill whistling sound, carrying the terrifying breath of death, passed directly past the boxes containing the blast-ended snails.

In an instant, the green light exploded, as if someone had thrown a high flash.

"Oh! My big baby Jeanne! Ah!!! My wand is out of control! My wand is out of control!!!"

After finishing five of them, Owen yelled and held the wand in both hands, as if his hands were controlled by some dark force, performing in an extremely exaggerated manner.

"Get out of the way, I can't control it!"

Hearing the sound, the little wizards who were not from Hogwarts rolled around and took several steps back, and Owen?

He was still holding on to his hands, fighting against the God of Death.

He showed his crystallized wand to everyone, saying that what he said was true.

"Look - it's like this, and it's inevitable that it will lose control."

"Owen!!!"

As soon as Owen finished speaking, a roar like a landslide came over Hagrid, who was holding a huge pumpkin.

He was shaking with anger, the loose flesh on his cheeks trembled with his breathing, and his face gradually turned red clearly.

The anger of a dozen-foot giant is a terrifying thing.

The little wizards from other schools looked terrified.

And Ron and the others.

They quietly gave a thumbs up to Owen.

Well done! Because of this, well done to you!

My friend, you are the real hero!

"How dare you use that kind of evil, terrible -" in my class, before he could finish his words, his voice was forcefully blocked by Owen.

"First of all -" He wiped away the sweat caused by the practice. He took a long breath, without any scary expression on his face. Then he raised his hand and saw another green light. This time, a cold and evil aura spread out immediately. The little wizards even emerged from the green light. The screams of the dead were heard.

The spell hit a large pumpkin, causing a huge explosion.

"This is the killing curse!"

He looked very relaxed, not at all as bitter and angry as the Death Eaters when they cast spells.

It's as easy as eating and drinking.

"Although this magic looks like a killing curse and sounds like a killing curse, it is not a killing curse!"

Owen shook his wand and said seriously.

He never lies, and this is indeed not a real killing curse.

It is also an attack on the soul.

This spell actually activated the ancient magic power, then used fluorescent flashes to change the color, and then miniaturized the soul torrent. Otherwise, how could he have charged it for two seconds?

It is also an attack on the soul. The main advantage of this magic is that it does not require strong emotions as a basis.

Although there was no emotional foreshadowing for him to cast the killing curse himself.

But—okay! To be honest, this curse was developed mainly to prepare for - well - Harry Potter - Ron Weasley, as long as he can solve the problem of magic power supply.

As for Miss Granger, she is inexplicably ignoring him these days, and she doesn’t know what’s going on.

"Lie!" Hagrid yelled, then walked over and looked at the Explosive-Ended Skrewt in the box. It had no scars on its body and was exactly the same as the Killing Curse. This further confirmed his judgment.

"I'm going to tell your dean and Professor Dumbledore about this!"

"No problem!" Owen responded, "I will defend to the death your right to report, but -"

"I want to correct you. I, Sanchez, never lie. If you don't believe me, look back at Chapter 281 and tell me when have I ever lied?" He shook his head, held the magic spell between his index and middle fingers, and walked to the tragically dead animals. In front of the Blast-Ended Skrewt, "Why do you think evil should be tied to cunning? Just like you think it's cruelty, I think it's efficient."

"Can't dark wizards be honest?"

"Look at those legendary demons! They are all honest, friendly, helpful, and full of contract spirit. Of course - they may leave some little traps in the contract."

"What I want to say is that I have always been an honest and trustworthy person. Rather than lying, the trick I prefer to use should be this -" As he said that, he kicked another box, where the only living person lived. A Blast-Ended Skrewt.

"The manticore is a 5X dangerous creature. The Ministry of Magic of various countries has banned the import and export of this magical creature. Where did you get one?"

"." Without waiting for Hagrid's reply, Owen continued to ask: "According to the relevant regulations of the Department for the Management and Control of Magical Creatures and the relevant regulations of the International Federation of Wizards on Magical Creatures, the wizarding world prohibits the cultivation of dangerous creatures for the purpose of cultivating magical creatures." Don’t you know about reproduction research?”

"There's also the Acromantula in the forest. I guess that kind of creature doesn't belong to the UK either!"

"Oh! Last time I met in the forest——"

Owen rambled on, listing more than a dozen kinds of magical creatures on the list of forbidden animals.

"Just these creatures are enough to sentence you to Azkaban for the next century."

"Of course, there is no evidence for what I said, and it cannot prove that you trained me. However, just as you have the right to report me to the dean and principal, as the president of the student union of Hogwarts, of course I must ensure that the child The wizards are safe. There are so many dangerous magical creatures around Hogwarts. I will definitely write to the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures to ask them to clean it up."

He blinked, staring into his big gray eyes.

The entire outer circle of the pupils turned faintly emerald green.

The meaning is obvious.

Zhang San, who is both a law-breaking maniac, are you pretending to be a white lotus with me?

If you use the Killing Curse on a magical beast, you'll be punished with points deducted and sent to a detention center, and you won't even be expelled.

And you, Hagrid, must go in. There is no doubt about it.

"you!"

After listening for a long time, Hagrid finally knew that this kid was threatening him.

But - he had no choice, because everything Owen said was right, even more serious.

In this world, because the second-year secret room was closed by Dumbledore early, the old principal used his reputation to protect him about what happened fifty years ago, so that he could return to school and become a professor.

Once he let the Ministry of Magic know that he was breaking the law.

That - that would get quite troublesome. It might even have an impact on Dumbledore's own reputation.

He could care less about his reputation, but for Dumbledore.

Hagrid never allowed anyone to slander Dumbledore.

So - he could only choose to compromise.

"Fifty points from Hufflepuff!"

After thinking for a long time, Hagrid finally couldn't hold it back. I don't have to report you (although there is a high probability that Dumbledore will not be punished), but the points will still be deducted.

"Ah! Points deducted! Deducted!" Anyway, he didn't plan to compete for this year's Academy Cup. The main reason was that Hermione had become a warrior in the competition, which gave Dumbledore, the partial man, an excuse to add points. Derek had no hope of winning the championship.

The final winner should be someone between Miss Granger and the witch of Ilvermorny.

In any case, Lao Dengtou will definitely take the opportunity to add a wave of points to Gryffindor.

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Hagrid, who lost his teaching tools, had no choice but to change his strategy.

Lead them to the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Another magical creature lives there.

Thestrals.

In the Forbidden Forest in December, the ice and snow were even lighter. The cold wind blew on the little wizard's cheeks and could directly crack the skin. This is no joke.

In fact, even in the hottest summer, young wizards usually choose to wear long clothes and long trousers when entering the Forbidden Forest. It was already cold in the forest, but now there was an added layer of magic damage.

The cold wind hit, and the little wizard seemed to have started the dance party in advance, and everyone began to tremble.

The snow had hardened along the way.

It has expired.

Not as fluffy as when it first fell. It turned into pieces, and there was no squeaking sound when you stepped on it, but it collapsed directly.

As an elective course, there are still many fourth-year students taking this course.

Although most of the young wizards from the other three schools will take this course with the sixth and seventh graders, in fact due to the number of students, there are still some who will follow them in the fourth grade.

After all, the Care of Magical Creatures class is not a Charms class. As long as it is a magical creature they have never seen before, it can be taught normally no matter what grade it is.

After walking for about ten minutes, they came to an open area.

This place is different from other places, with lush trees and darkness like dusk.

The evergreen forest, dominated by laurel groves, is tall and lush.

There was no snow on the ground, probably because the snowflakes had not fallen at all.

Hagrid was carrying an iron bucket and half an ox on his shoulder.

——Don’t get me wrong, it is indeed half a cow.

He dropped the beef on the ground with a groan. He took two steps back and turned to face the class.

"Come closer, come closer," Hagrid said encouragingly. "Now, they'll be attracted by the smell of meat, but I'll call them anyway because they like to hear it's me -"

Owen looked at the cow with pity.

oh! Poor Niuniu.

They are also animals, why are you so cruel and miserable?

The bottom line is, are you not magical enough?

"Wuwu!" he called kindly, "come here and say hello to the little wizards."

In the jungle, a thin, brown Thestral slowly broke away from the group, and then tentatively walked towards Niuzi.

The little wizards were startled.

Everyone retreats one after another

Many people even used tree trunks as cover, fearful of the creature, and watched the creature carefully, as if prepared to be attacked at any time.

In fact, we are not afraid of this kind of creature.

It's true that Thestrals don't have a good reputation in the wizarding world.

Many people believe that these creatures are very unlucky and will bring all kinds of terrible disasters to those who see them, which is a bad omen.

Professor Trelawney is very vocal on this point.

So everyone is not afraid of Thestrals, but they are afraid that it will bring bad luck to themselves.

After all, the little wizards are all lucky and don't want to become E-.

"Thestrals are absolutely smart and very useful. Once tamed, they will never leave their master." Hagrid introduced enthusiastically, as if he had forgotten the unpleasantness just now.

And the night horse named Wu Wu had already walked up to the poor Niu Zi and started tearing its flesh.

"They have an amazing sense of direction. Just tell them where you want to go and they can always find it."

"And the Thestrals are incredibly fast. The main job of these Thestrals raised at Hogwarts is to pull carriages for the school."

He turned around and looked at the submissive little wizards.

Then he grabbed Harry and pushed him over, "Harry is the first to act like a Gryffindor!"

As a young wizard living in a Muggle community, Harry naturally did not have the superstitious views of wizards. He cautiously approached the Thestral, but did not know what to do.

"Relax, this is not a Hippogriff. As long as you don't attack them, the Thestrals will not attack wizards." Hagrid said loudly behind him, as if to increase the credibility of his words. Then moved Dumbledore, "Believe me, if Dumbledore needed to travel long distances and didn't want to use Apparition, he would also use this creature."

With Hagrid's encouragement, Harry finally came to the Thestral.

Seeing an outsider coming, the huge Thestral looked up at him and flapped its big bat-like wings a few times. Before Harry could react, it started eating meat again, making bloody noises. .

Waited for a while.

After seeing the Thestral calm down, Harry slowly extended his hand.

Although Hagrid said that the Thestral was not a hippogriff, he still instinctively lowered his head and expressed respect for this magical creature.

Then came a strange feeling. Harry touched the Thestral's neck.

Phew - it hurts my hands. This was his first rush, and then he felt a sense of gentleness.