Mysterious Walker at Hogwarts

"It's over. The poisonous horned beast's skin is very thick and has strong resistance to magic. Ordinary magic spells have no effect on it..." At the critical moment, the records about the poisonous horned beast in the book became increasingly clear. In my mind, it was a pity that not only did I not provide any valuable advice to Dean, but every word seemed to be a death sentence for Dean.

"What should I do? What should I do?" When Dean was thinking at a loss, he suddenly hit an invisible soft wall - just like when he was freed from the portkey teleportation state before.

"What kind of ghost is this?" Dean was gently bounced to the side - fortunately, he was alert in time when he hit the soft wall and made an obvious movement to release his force, so he only felt dizzy.

Dean reached out and touched it. There was nothing in front of him, but he could clearly feel the invisible barrier.

At this time, the poisonous horned beast behind him had also arrived. Dean rolled out of the way, and the poisonous horned beast hit the soft wall firmly - because of its greater momentum, it was hit by Bounce farther.

Dean narrowed his eyes. This seemed to be an opportunity to defeat the Poison Horned Beast?

While Dean was escaping, the system issued another task:

"Mission: Capture the Poison Horned Beast

You accidentally encountered a poisonous horned beast, and you and your companions worked together to find a way to capture the poisonous horned beast.

Rewards: Rewards will be given based on your contribution in the capture process. "

Dean had never encountered a task before where he was rewarded based on his contribution. However, no matter what, if you put in more effort, you would always get a higher reward, so Dean decided to take a risk without waiting for the boy to catch up.

The poisonous horned beast, which was bounced far away by the invisible soft wall, was obviously in poor condition at the moment. It kept shaking its head, as if it wanted to get out of its dizzy state.

Dean raised the Thunderbird wand, tried to think of the thing that made him happiest, and shouted at the Poison Horned Beast: "Calling God to protect you!"

This is the most powerful spell that Dean has mastered so far. Even though he knows it may not be the right one, he can only try it while the Poison Horned Beast is dazed - if it doesn't work, he still has a chance to escape.

A huge Thunderbird Patronus flew out from the Thunderbird Wand and pounced on the dizzy Poison Horned Beast.

At the same time, Dean didn't know if he heard it wrong, but there seemed to be a thunderbird chirping from somewhere, as if it was far away and right next to his ears.

Immediately afterwards, something happened to the Thunderbird Patron Saint: a layer of intense blue electric light suddenly appeared out of thin air, covering the surface of the Thunderbird Patron Saint.

The Thunderbird Patron Saint transformed into a Thunderstorm Eagle composed of real thunder and lightning, and hit the Poison Horned Beast head-on as it struggled to stand up from the ground.

After a burst of dazzling and intense electric light, the poisonous horned beast, whose whole body exuded a strange meaty aroma, twitched and fainted on the ground.

After Dean defeated the poisonous horned beast with divine help, the young man came late panting.

"That was the Patronus Charm just now?" He looked up and down at Dean with strange eyes.

"It should be considered..." Dean felt extremely guilty. He was sure that the power just now was definitely not his own.

At most, he only acts as a tool to summon the patron saint. Unfortunately, he is too thin-skinned and dare not take advantage of heaven's merits for himself.

"A patron saint made of thunder and lightning? Are you kidding me?" The young man was extremely dissatisfied with Dean's perfunctory answer.

"Well, I can't figure out what happened. It was just an accident - shouldn't you catch the poisonous horned beast now?" Dean reminded him, changing the subject.

The young man took a deep look at Dean, opened the suitcase, covered the twitching poison horn beast, and put it inside.

"Did he plan to catch the poisonous horned beast like this? The dragon skin bag seems to have the same effect! If I had known, I would have caught the poisonous horned beast with the dragon skin bag while it was dizzy!" Dean thought to himself.

As the boy put the Poison Horn into his suitcase, the system prompted Dean that his mission of "capturing the Poison Horn" was completed: Dean's contribution was as high as 80%, so he received 4 skill points and a bottle of Poison Horn venom. Reward - Dean touched the dragon skin bag and found a glass bottle with a capacity of about 1 pint inside.

Why is the contribution only 80%?Could it be that when the boy finally collected the Poison Horned Beast in his suitcase, he took away 20% of the contribution?It's not fair!Dean thought greedily.

"Do you know? Because of your intrusion, I probably failed this trial again!" After fastening the suitcase again, the young man said with a bad expression.

"Trial? You said this was a trial?" Dean raised his voice and asked. He was almost killed by the poisonous horned beast in heat just now.

"I think you must have hit the invisible soft wall around you just now. It was the air wall specially created by grandpa for this trial. He was just afraid that an ignorant wizard like you would suddenly break in. As a result..." The young man felt like crying. tears.

"Wait, wouldn't Muggles break in?" Dean interrupted.

"There are a lot of enchantments around here, and Muggles can't enter here at all." The boy explained.

"Could it be that your trial is to capture this poisonous horned beast in heat?" Dean asked.

After receiving a positive answer, Dean couldn't help but exclaimed: "Is your grandpa crazy? He actually set up such a test!"

"No, this is a trial that I asked for. Only if I pass this trial will my grandpa allow me to travel around the world in pursuit of those magical animals after graduation," the young man said.

"Are you also a student at Hogwarts?" Dean asked.

"Get acquainted again, fifth year Hufflepuff House, Rolf Scamander!" Rolf extended his hand.

Dean paused as he prepared to shake hands with Rolf. This last name was so familiar. Where had he seen it recently?

"I'm Dean Thomas, first year Gryffindor!" Dean introduced himself.

"What? You're only in the first grade?" Rolf's expression management was a little out of control. It was incredible that such a young person could use the Patronus Charm.

"Well, I'm just taller." Dean completely misunderstood, thinking that Rolf, who was not much taller than him, was feeling inferior about his height.

"Dean, you are a genius! I think grandpa will never refuse to know a genius like you!" Rolf exclaimed with disbelief on his face.

“I think it’s an honor for me to know such a powerful senior,” Dean said.

Rolf put the suitcase on the ground and knocked it twice. After a moment, the suitcase automatically popped open, and an old but lively voice came from inside: "Rolfe, you'd better explain to me." Wait, what did you do to my poisonous horned beast?"

"Oh~ Grandpa doesn't seem too happy..." Rolf made a face at Dean and shouted into the suitcase: "Grandpa, please listen to my explanation..."

Then he got into the suitcase, leaving one hand outside and licking his fingers at Dean: "Come in with me."

Dean was simply stunned. He didn't expect that this suitcase was so magical and could even hold a person!