Harry Potter: The Legend of Demigods

Saturday, 8pm, Hagrid's Hut.

Hagrid walked out of his tightly wrapped room, his clothes covered in dust.

"Anakin, you're here! Come and sit in my hut...forget it, my house is too messy, let's do it next time..." Hagrid said roughly. "Okay, since Principal Dumbledore asked you to come to my place to study magical beasts, you come with me."

They arrived at the edge of the Forbidden Forest. "Okay, today I want you to help me feed the Hippogriffs." Hagrid said, leading a few of them out of the Forbidden Forest. "He is Buckbeak. Doesn't he look beautiful?" Hagrid proudly introduced the creature with a strong figure and bright feathers.

"Ding, a tamable magical animal has been detected, please work hard!"

"Ding, a master creature has been detected, tame it and get a reward."

Okay, I was forced by the system to become a thief in the world of magical animals.

"Hagrid? What should I do..." Anakin looked serious. He still remembered how sharp Buckbeak's claws were in the original work. Although Madam Pomfrey could cure Anakin in about a second, he didn't want to drink such a disgusting potion.

"Okay, first of all, you have to realize that hippogriffs are proud, so it's easy to offend them. Be careful, no matter what, don't try to offend them, because you will definitely regret it." Greg said loudly to Anakin.

"Secondly, you have to remember, no matter what, wait for them to make a move first, because that's polite. You walk up to it, you bow, and then you wait. If it bows back to you, you can touch it. "If it doesn't bow, get away from it because these claws are going to hurt. You can try it."

Hagrid brought a hippogriff over. Anakin looked at the Hippogriff in front of him, gritted his teeth, and mustered up the courage to slowly walk up. He looked at the huge creature, his eyes as calm as water. He didn't make any extra moves, just stood there quietly.

Anakin suddenly had a strange feeling, as if he shouldn't have so much respect for a magical creature. There was a flash of black in his eyes, and he stood up straight, acting a little arrogant. The hippogriff seemed a little angry when he noticed Anakin's performance, and scratched his hooves.

"Bow quickly!" Hagrid reminded, but Anakin seemed not to hear it and still stood upright, facing off against the Hippogriff. The Hippogriff's eyes showed a trace of anger and he straightened his body, raised his head, and roared, as if to express his dissatisfaction to Anakin.

Hagrid looked at Anakin's attitude and frowned with dissatisfaction, but he still said patiently: "Anakin, these magical animals are very sensitive to respect and etiquette. You have to learn to get along with them, otherwise the consequences may be serious. serious."

Anakin woke up as if from a dream, his eyes became clear again, and the darkness slowly faded away.

What is wrong with me and why do I think this way? This is not kneeling down, so why do I feel humiliated? What's more, it's not like it doesn't respect me. Anakin quickly bowed to it as a sign of respect.

The hippogriff's eyes revealed a hint of human satisfaction, and he bowed to Anakin. "Okay, now you can approach it slowly, but remember, be cautious. Try to touch it lightly to build trust between you." Hagrid was overjoyed and guided Anakin.

"Hagrid, what's it called?" Anakin asked curiously.

"Theraine, his name is Theraine."

......

Ten o'clock in the evening, in front of Hagrid's hut

Thrane the Hippogriff chewed a piece of meat, blood dripping from his mouth. Anakin had no doubt that if he was hit by it, he would probably die directly.

"Theraine, you eat very well." Hagrid looked at the magical animal he raised with a smile, as if he was completely unaware that it was one of the 5X level magical animals. Anakin stood aside, still feeling frightened by his performance just now.

"Anakin, your handling needs more practice." Hagrid turned around and threw a piece of meat to Anakin. Anakin felt a little guilty when he took it.

"Okay, it's time. Let's finish the get out of class first. Next time I will teach you how to raise hippogriffs, and then I will leave it all to you." Hagrid said, and then he couldn't wait to return to the hut.

The corner of Anakin's mouth twitched, how much Hagrid liked his dragon eggs, as if he wasted his time with them.

"Mr. Wilson..." Quirrell said slowly, his voice calm and elegant. He appeared behind Anakin like a ghost, and Anakin's body immediately froze, motionless.

Quirrell strolled up to Anakin. "Follow me..." Anakin didn't dare to say anything, and immediately followed Quirrell into the Forbidden Forest.

"Professor Quirrell, what are we going to learn today?" Anakin asked, following closely behind him, keeping quiet, fearing that the other party would suddenly think of stealing the Philosopher's Stone.

After all, with Voldemort's intelligence and level of madness, it was entirely possible to do so.

Professor Quirrell smiled, with a hint of amusement in his eyes. He glanced at Anakin, as if looking into his heart. "Mr. Wilson, you don't have to be so formal. Our class today is a special practice, about the practice of black magic."

Anakin's heart thumped, he wouldn't want to let himself help him hunt unicorns. Quirrell's smile looked even more evil, like a gentle snake about to devour its prey.

Anakin didn't want to be infected with the curse, no matter how small the possibility, Anakin didn't want to try, he didn't want to be suddenly burned to ashes by Harry when he shook hands.

"Practice is the best way to improve your skills, Mr. Wilson. I have taught you a lot of black magic, some of which are particularly powerful, so now it is time to show your strength." Quirrell said with a hint of tone. A hint of provocation.

Anakin's heart sank, and he immediately understood Quirrell's intention. However, if Anakin shows strong talent in black magic, will Quirrell let him use more evil black magic, or even... the Unforgivable Curse.

"Professor Quirrell, my interest in dark magic is only to better understand it and use it to protect my own friends, not to pursue those evil powers." Anakin tried to show a cautious attitude, not to mention , Quirrell is now pretending to be a wizard with powerful black magic ability in front of him, but he is hiding it.

"Really?" Quirrell looked at Anakin with a half-smile, a trace of teasing in his eyes.