Spell Players at Hogwarts

Hagrid's hut seemed to have completed preliminary renovations. The various hams and bacon that were originally hanging high on the ceiling had disappeared. I just didn't know which one had gone into the belly.

By the way, the three heads will fight when eating, just like a rune snake. Their three heads cannot be said to be harmonious when eating.

The room where Hagrid slept was tightly locked. If you ignored the scratches on the door panel, this should still be regarded as one of Hagrid's few private places.

As for the rest of the cabin... apart from the wooden debris all over the floor, the only thing that remained intact was the spiral-shaped horn on the top of the shelf.

A relic of the unicorn, this kind of spirit favored by nature retains considerable power even after death.

Hagrid's hut was dismantled to pieces. From the first day he had a dog, Hagrid must have made a new decoration plan.

"Lu Mei has grown up, and her energy is a bit... strong." Hagrid hammered Lu Mei's dog's head hard twice. With the addition of the giant's power, Lu Mei succumbed.

"Come in, it might be a little messy."

"It's okay, we can help clean it up." Lynch flicked his wand, and with a burst of crackling sounds, the excess debris on the ground flew out of the window with the breeze.

Lu Mei looks very unhappy, this is all her work, she hasn't had enough fun.

However, before Lu Wei could bark twice, a certain scumbag who was tired of playing happily ran out, and then bumped into Fulinda's body.

Qiu's glasses widened in disbelief. Happy was not like this when he was in Ravenclaw. So why is a dog's eyes so complicated?

Disdain, disgust and a little contempt.

Isn't this the same emotion?

But Happy obviously wouldn't think that much. The key point was that Cedric's scent was too strong on Qiu's body.

Flinda smiled so happily that even the three-headed dog she met for the first time was not that important.

Is this an important step in becoming Flinda Kristoff?

Lynch expressed disdain for this. Then you didn't see Happy being trained by a certain brown-haired dumpling until he couldn't hold his head up. You still remember that it was a sunny afternoon, and you endured Happy's harassment countless times. Afterwards, a certain little personality hit Happy on the head with a generous History of Magic.

After all, under the premise that everyone is a cat fanatic, Happy will always seem a little redundant.

"Happy!" Lynch grabbed Happy's collar, and then Happy didn't move at all.

"I got him some beef to improve his baseline quality." Hagrid said nonchalantly.

"Rim Cow?"

"Ah, yes, that thing works pretty well, and I quite like it myself." Hagrid said cheerfully, while Lynch's eyes shone.

"Is there one in the Forbidden Forest?"

"Ah, a small herd." Hagrid said casually, "Yeah, but you can't go."

As he spoke, Hagrid took down a small box from the shelf next to the unicorn.

"I found someone to renovate it and put it there to be safer."

"So, Hagrid, how did you get that thing?" Lynch pointed to the unicorn's horn. Last time there were so many things that he was blinded by them.

"A unicorn was poached. This kind of thing happened a lot more than ten years ago." Hagrid looked a little sad, "The Forbidden Forest is too big, and not all of it is Hogwarts' private territory. , Dumbledore couldn't enclose the Forbidden Forest, but we have set up many warning devices on the other side of the Forbidden Forest. Once there is a magic fluctuation, we can detect it as soon as possible."

"But, what if they don't use magic?" Lynch tilted his head, expressing worry about the fragile defense of the Forbidden Forest Wildlife Sanctuary.

"There's nothing you can do against those little guys without magic." Hagrid said with great confidence, and then he placed a large piece of Rim steak on the pan.

"I hope you are right." Lynch shrugged, not agreeing with Hagrid's statement, but...

The Rim steak is also really delicious.

From a certain point of view, Lynch felt that he had the responsibility and obligation to take good care of these little things. They were all the wealth of Hogwarts!

"Well, you can buy more salt, pepper and chili powder." Lynch licked his lips, and a pungent and spicy smell suddenly spread in Hagrid's hut.

Lu Wei seemed a little emotional, but with Hagrid here, Lu Wei didn't do anything extreme.

Of course, this has a lot to do with the fact that they have just eaten.

"By the way, Hagrid, when will Lu Mei be produced?" Qiu looked at Lu Mei lying on the ground, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"Oh, around Christmas." Hagrid said uncertainly, his eyes unconsciously looking at the books placed on the windowsill.

"Postpartum Care for Dogs"

"The Three-Headed Dog's Birth to Burial"

"Generally speaking, an ordinary dog ​​can complete pregnancy in two months." Lynch paused and said, "But Lu Wei is a three-headed dog, so I can't be sure."

"It doesn't matter. Generally speaking, there won't be big fluctuations if the race doesn't change." Hagrid said confidently, "You haven't started a course on the protection of magical animals yet. In fact, as long as the nutrition keeps up, they will grow very quickly. .”

"But are you sure you want to keep the Lu Mei here?" Lynch paused, recalling the four-meter-high doghouse, "In less than a year, the Lu Mei will be bigger than your house." big."

"Uh...well..." Hagrid said hesitantly, and Qiu's eyes were full of worry.

"In fact, I have already approached those centaurs." Hagrid shook his head. "They don't agree with me keeping Lu Wei in the Forbidden Forest."

"But, as long as Professor Dumbledore agrees." Lynch couldn't wait to stab a piece of steak with his fork, "It's not the centaurs who have the final say in the Forbidden Forest. What's more, as long as we ensure that the braised food will not interfere with them. Is it okay?”

"This... is not good." Hagrid rubbed his hands, "Those centaurs are not so easy to get along with."

"Then make them easy to get along with." Lynch said matter-of-factly, "You don't owe them anything anyway."

"Let's talk about it, let's talk about it..." Hagrid hesitated, but before he could finish cutting all the steaks, a black marmot hanging on the wall suddenly screamed. .

"What's the matter, Hagrid?"

"It's those centaurs again." Hagrid said with a headache, "I don't know what has gotten into the Forbidden Forest recently. I suspect that some ground-prone bats have sneaked in. Many centaurs have been attacked. That's why I have a headache."