All things are three at Hogwarts

When the Dark Lord and his companions began to land, under a broken streetlight on Privet Drive, Josephine Harris, Director of the Department for the Management and Control of Magical Creatures, apparated in front of Hermione, who had already rushed to the scene.

Josephine handed Hermione a blue-lighting potion bottle filled with the venom of the Winged Demon: "Mr. Scamander gave the venom very happily. Hermione, he is very fond of your Thunderbird." If you are interested, take it over and show it to him if you are willing."

The Wolf Mother of the Umbrella Team arrived at the scene with her team members and several wizards.

"Miss Granger, we have brought them here as you ordered." The wolf mother reported to Hermione.

"Thank you for your hard work." Hermione nodded to the Wolf Mother and the others. She clutched the potion bottle and said in a loud voice, "You have been busy all day long for the expansion of Hogwarts. You should not be disturbed now, but the situation in front of you You have also seen that in order to restore the Muggle buildings to their original state as soon as possible, we can only ask the wolf mother and others to invite some of you elites who are good at construction-related magic to come and help. After all the hard work, I will ask the finance department to pay the labor fees in time. "

These wizards who were temporarily recruited from the Hogwarts expansion site and were good at construction magic were overjoyed. Their dissatisfaction at being forced to work overtime for Muggles at night disappeared in an instant.

But what frightened this group of wizards who had never experienced war personally was that when they came over, they saw the famous old Auror Mad-Eye Moody being suppressed by two Aurors and squatting in embarrassment next to a broken street lamp. He almost screamed. Although the named wizard of the Order of the Phoenix was not kidnapped, he still received the focus of the Aurors. Some Death Eaters were even tied up tightly after being petrified and floated in the air. However, many dark wizards who dared to stay after the Auror Zengyuan arrived had already died in pieces.

Seeing such a post-war appearance, these construction wizards did not dare to express their dissatisfaction at being forced to work overtime for the Muggles at night. But now that they heard Hermione's promise, they breathed a sigh of relief and began to think about how to repair it. Damaged buildings.

Hermione looked around sadly at the destroyed Muggle buildings and the horrified faces in the windows. She looked back at the wolf mother: "Where are the people from Penelo? Have they gone to Ellen?"

"No, the young master ordered us and the Aurors not to get close to the duel site to avoid being misunderstood by the mysterious person. After Miss Crevat just participated in the battle, she is now going to other places to hunt down other Death Eaters who are showing off their anger again." The wolf mother replied respectfully.

"There is no one we can pursue. The mysterious man asked his men to retreat after winning the duel... Let's finish the work quickly and watch Allen's duel." Hermione sighed, "Please, Mr. Skorzeny, please Help me prepare my things, I'm not very good at flying."

The fat man was a little stunned. It wasn't until the wolf mother glared at him that he remembered that Hermione was calling him by his real name. After smiling sheepishly, he glanced around the surrounding environment and saw a destroyed residence nearby. I ordered some planks to make a large wooden box. .

Four Eyes, who had not come out of the Laboratory Mansion for a long time, said with a low voice: "Fat man, Miss Granger is talking to you. Why did you bring this thing out?"

"Ah! You still care about me!" The fat man's plump double chin trembled, and then he surrendered submissively under the opponent's gaze, "You will know right away."

Hermione saw the fat man's behavior in her eyes. Thinking that she had to raise Dobby, who was almost as fat as a ball, to invite the thunderbird out in front of everyone, she couldn't help but blush on her face, and her ears were a little bit... She had a fever, but then Hermione calmed down and maintained a serious expression, not letting embarrassment destroy her dignity and propriety. Then she pretended to be normal and took off her pocket bag from her body, put it on the ground, and pulled it open The zipper released her Thunderbird Cotton.

A huge thunderbird with gold-colored feathers and an oily sheen jumped out of the bag. It struggled to open its wings, but was unable to fully expand them because they were too fat. It landed heavily on the ground outside the backpack with a thud, looking a bit clumsy.

Everyone present, whether they were the Umbrella Team, Aurors, wizards who were good at architecture, the Order of the Phoenix or Death Eaters, and even the Muggles who lived in the house and peeked outside through the windows, all looked at this thing on the ground. Golden meat balls...

However, because the onlookers' wizards had their hair blown back by the wind brought by its appearance, and their robes were blown against their bodies by the strong wind, they were the only ones present who had good grades in the Care of Magical Creatures class. I am sure that this Thunderbird is just an overly fat Thunderbird...

After being released, Hermione's originally tense expression softened. She snorted and walked forward, gently touching her body. She stood up because she suddenly saw so many wizards, and flapped her fleshy wings desperately. Cotton, with Hermione's comfort, the Thunderbird quickly folded its wings, calmed down and began to hum.

"Cotton, we need your help now." Hermione raised her hand and stroked the Thunderbird's chin back and forth, her head touching the Thunderbird, and then handed over the potion bottle filled with blue Curling Wing Demon venom. Thunderbird, said to it, "You know what to do."

An Auror handed Hermione his Firebolt, but Hermione waved her hand and refused: "Thank you, no, I've never been good at using a broomstick."

The thunderbird stretched its sharp beak forward, took the potion bottle in its mouth, held the big wooden box made by the fat man behind it, and winked at the four eyes, "Now you understand."

Suddenly he was kicked and he staggered forward a few steps.

"Hold on tight." The doctor retracted his feet, took out his broomstick, and stepped forward. "Siyan, just wait here. I don't think this weight suspension spell is safe. We'd better cooperate and lift it with our shoulders." , just like carrying a coffin..." The doctor realized that it was inappropriate to say such unlucky words in front of Hermione and closed his mouth.

But the Umbrella Team had already understood her consciousness. Wolf Mother casually called two strong-looking black Aurors, and the four of them worked together to carry the big wooden box. They flew to a position parallel to the Thunderbird. Under Hermione's urging, Thunderbird opened his legs and entered the large wooden box with the help of everyone's levitation spell.

The wolf mother said hello, and the fat man, the doctor, and the taciturn Victor stepped neatly onto the black-painted Firebolt that was inconspicuous at night, and black smoke billowed around Hermione. She looked like Voldemort, Allen, and Just like Snape, who had just learned this trick, he soared into the sky without any tools.

Hermione, who was filled with black smoke, took the lead and flew ahead, while these six wizards in black uniforms were carrying the silly Thunderbird Cotton in the big wooden box, and followed Hermione staggeringly but rhythmically. behind.

The clouds in the sky gradually gathered, but they were just flowing, and the weather did not seem to change immediately.

Hermione and the others, who had already flown high in the sky, also discovered that the weather had not changed much. Hermione turned her head to look at the Thunderbird, and saw the Thunderbird's two meaty claws standing firmly on the wooden board.

Catching Hermione's eyes, the thunderbird Hermione tilted her head cutely and pretended not to see her master's expression. Seeing this, Hermione continued to order: "Cotton, hurry up and flap your wings to affect the weather and summon wind and rain. .”

But the Thunderbird remained motionless and continued to remain silent and not respond. It flapped its wings and combed the feathers on its abdomen with its sharp beak, but it had no intention of creating a storm.

As an owner, Hermione had already had a very clear understanding of its habits after raising it for so long. At the moment, it was silently throwing tantrums and making demands.

Hermione sighed heavily. When the matter came to an emergency, she decisively compromised with the Thunderbird: "Tonight, I will not force you to lose weight. Hurry up and summon the storm..." Seeing that Cotton didn't respond, Hermione knew that it didn't understand. Min had to emphasize a few key words that it could understand, "Desert bighorn sheep in your hometown of Arizona! Desert bighorn sheep! Tonight!"