[HP] Leader's Exclusive Rose

Rosalind and their original professor of protection of magical creatures retired. When many students were wondering whether the new professor was male, female, old or young, Hogwarts key keeper and gamekeeper Hagrid became the new professor of protection of magical creatures. .

Everyone in Hufflepuff happily accepted this. After all, although Hagrid is a half-blood giant, judging from his usual words and deeds, he actually likes magical animals very much.

His first class of the new term was a third-year Gryffindor-Slytherin class.

But in the first class, there was a little accident that was not pleasant:

He had been so happy to lead a hippogriff that he even named it "Buckbeak."

Originally, the students were a little afraid of this big guy, but under the influence of some rather dramatic factors, after Harry rode it and flew around the castle, the students became more curious about it than afraid——

If Draco hadn't provoked it in the end and got scratched on his arm.

After hearing that Draco was kicked and broke his arm, Rosalind took Levia to visit him in the medical wing, and before he entered the door, he heard him whimpering inside: "My father will definitely not Forgive you! Oh—my arm hurts! I'm dying I'm dying—"

When the light gold head saw the person coming, it turned its gray-blue eyes and closed its mouth, and the already pale complexion became a little reddish with shyness: "Are you coming to see me?"

"Yes, my young master," Rosalind looked at his arms wrapped around his neck with worry and helplessness in her eyes, "Why did you get yourself into the medical wing? Aunt Narcissa will definitely be worried to death of."

"Isn't it because of that stupid monster?!" Draco opened his mouth and wanted to scold the Hippogriff, but looking at Rosalind in front of him and the girl standing next to her, he finally turned his head angrily. Go: "Anyway, my dad will never let them go! I must teach them a lesson!"

"How did I hear that you were the one who provoked Buckbeak first, huh?" Rosalind walked to the bed and looked at the awkward boy who turned his head away, her tone was more like a sister's tease: "According to Lucius Judging from Uncle's temperament, they will indeed learn a big lesson - but you can't use yourself as a "bait" just to teach them a lesson. In Chinese terms, it means "one thousand injuries to the enemy, and eight hundred injuries to yourself."

Hearing this, Draco's two slender eyebrows were tightly frowned, and his tone was a bit cold: "Are you going to intercede with the savior Pote?"

"I didn't want to speak for Harry. Why do you always focus on him?"

"Anyway, there's no pleading. I've already written the letter to my father, and he should have almost received it by now!"

Rosalind sighed softly, and wanted to reach out and rub his light-blond hair like she did when she was a child, but in the end she curled her fingers in mid-air again: "Just be good, I knew you much earlier than I knew Harry and the others. gone."

Draco looked up and met those dark brown eyes swirling with worry and resignation - they were indeed beautiful eyes for him, even if his own gray blue eyes looked better to most people .

But there was nothing else in it, something she only revealed when she looked at that person.

Such as the shyness of the heart, such as the affectionate love.

In the final analysis, there were only a pair of clear gray eyes in her eyes.

Harry and the three of them obviously bless the idea of ​​"he deserves it" for Draco getting kicked, especially Hermione, who has been hating him since Draco called him a mudblood, Harry and Ron I also wished he could throw a bunch of slugs at him with his arrogant and defiant look every day.

Hagrid once asked the students to buy the Goblin's Grimoire for use in class, but apparently after the first class, which was full of excitement but not experienced by them, the class became particularly boring:

Hagrid seemed to have lost his confidence in class.Now they were learning lesson after lesson how to care for the Flobber caterpillar, which Rosalind had more than once thought must be the most uninteresting animal in the world.

"Why bother taking care of them?" Ezel frowned and looked at Alan Walkney beside him. They had just spent another hour stuffing chopped lettuce leaves into the thin holes of Flobber caterpillars. throat.

"You just have to study well in class. Why do you think so much?" Nelia nudged him with her elbow, and her blue eyes were a little bit arrogant.

Surprisingly but expectedly, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class became the most popular class. In the first class, Lupine took the third-year students to experience a Boggart. Also as lively and interesting as the first lesson: After learning about Boggarts, they also learned about red hats, which are ugly little things like leprechauns that lurk in places where blood used to bleed, such as castle dungeons, In the tunnels of the abandoned battlegrounds, waiting to strike the lost with a club.

After the red hats, they moved on to the kaba, a watery reptile that looked like a scaly monkey with webbed hands, ready to strangle any unsuspecting wader in their ponds. people.

Only a few Slytherins were still pointing at his tattered clothes, but apart from them no one cared that Professor Lupine's robes were patched and frayed.

Cedric and his class are already in the fifth grade, and Lupine originally wanted to give them practical lessons with boggarts, but he gave up after considering that they had already learned the relevant content.

Hogwarts School is under a depressing cloud—

Sirius Black lurked near Hogwarts and successfully entered the castle, and even tore up the portrait of the Fat Lady in anger because he failed to pass the portrait.

Dumbledore made all the students sleep in the Great Hall to avoid accidents.

After helping the professors patrol again, the prefects also followed the instructions orderly and returned to the lounges of the various colleges.

"I've read an advanced spell in the book - Invoke God's Guardian Curse, which is said to be able to resist dementors." Rosalind said to Cedric while holding Cedric's hand: "I think we may be able to Ask Professor Lu Ping about it or learn about it."

"Okay, I'll be with you tomorrow." Cedric held a lamp used by the prefects to inspect the patrol in the dim corridor while holding the girl's hand tightly, "I will try my best to learn that spell as soon as possible. Protect yours."

There was no light to be seen in the night sky outside the corridors - Hogwarts had always been overcast since the arrival of the dementors.

"We are together." Rosalind replied firmly.

After Transfiguration class the next morning, Cedric and the girl knocked on Lupine's office door together.

"Please come in." Lupine replied in the house, and the two pushed the door open and went in.Almost as soon as Rosalind entered the door, she was attracted by the large water tank standing in the corner: a disgusting green monster with sharp horns, with its face pressed against the glass, while doing various things. With a strange face, he kept stretching and flexing his long and thin fingers.

After looking at Harry gently for a while, Lupine smiled and said, "What's the matter? I just received a Grindylow, and I'm going to use it for the third grade students in the next class."

"You should have learned it before? There should be no difficulty in dealing with it. The trick is to break free from its hand."

Cedric nodded and replied politely: "Yes professor, we have learned about it in class before."

Grindylow bared his green teeth at the three of them again, and buried himself in a tangled pile of waterweed in the corner of the tank.

"Have a cup of tea?" said Lupine, looking around for his teapot. "I was just trying to make a pot of tea."

"Thank you, Professor Lupine. We came to you today to learn more about the Invoke God Protection Curse." Rosalind looked away from the water monster, and told Lupine the purpose of the trip.

"Sit down," said Lupine, opening a dusty jar, "I'm afraid all I have are tea bags, and you probably don't mind, do you?

"Of course, Professor." Cedric took her hand and sat aside, and added: "Thank you for your kindness."

Lupine asked as he put the teapot on the fire, "Why do you suddenly want to learn this spell? Is it the dementors?"

"Yes, I was right. Recently, dementors have always crossed the border and entered some corners of Hogwarts from time to time, and the encounter on the train has always made me uneasy. So Seid and I would like to ask you Please teach me this spell." Rosalind twisted her fingers nervously, and pursed her mouth.

"Indeed, it's beyond the level of ordinary wizards - it's a very deep magic, also known as the Patronus Charm, you know that?" Lupine poured the brewed black tea into a cup and handed it to them.

"Can't we study?" Cedric looked more curious.

"Perhaps it is possible. Professor McGonagall mentioned you to me inadvertently—she said that you are both very talented wizards. Every Patronus is unique to the wizard who created it."

Lupine took a sip of tea: "Since you've come to ask me, you must have already understood this spell to some extent, but please allow me to add one more thing - to read this spell, you must focus all your thoughts on a specific point. Happy moments, so the spell will work."

Rosalind tried to recall a pleasant moment after hearing this.By coincidence, the images that flashed in her head were all related to Cedric.In the end, she settled on the moment when they first danced together under a tree by the lake.

Cedric closed his eyes and recalled, and what came to his eyes was the picture of Rosalind standing in front of the rose bushes when he met Rosalind for the first time.

"Now," said Lupine, "remember that wonderful, ecstatic feeling as accurately as you can. That's the key to a successful spell!"

"The spell is—" Lupine cleared his throat, "Call for protection!"

"Call God to protect you!" Cedric tried first, and then a small silver-white gas emerged from the tip of his staff

"Did you see it?" Rosalind excitedly said, "There is a reaction!"

"Very well," Lupine said with a smile, "then you want to try Miss Shen?"

Rosalind swallowed, and tried waving her wand—she was indeed a very talented witch, and the silver-white gas even had a vague shape.

"It seems that Professor McGonagall did not exaggerate you. You are all very talented students. You can practice again after you go back. I believe you will succeed soon." Lupine raised his teacup to them again, eyes There is a kind smile.