[HP] So you are such Anita

"Everyone sit down, we will start class now," Professor Bubaji opened her textbook, "In order to be closer to Muggles, please don't use magic in my class, and of course, I won't use magic in class." Use magic."

"Now, please turn to the fifth page of the textbook," Professor Bubaji turned around and took out a pen, and began to write five large characters 'Muggle food' on the blackboard.

"Today we are going to explain the food that Muggles eat. What you need to know is that because of the lack of magic, there are no magic creatures in the ingredients of Muggles, so Muggles' food will not produce magical effects, so Muggles What kind of food is it?"

Professor Bubaji took out a large suitcase from under the teaching plan. She opened the suitcase, took out the models that had been prepared a long time ago, and put them on the desk one by one.

Anita saw a pie that buried nine chicks and was still chirping, a dead fish wrapped in bread crumbs and still struggling desperately, a suckling pig whose belly was cut open and stuffed with all kinds of offal...

"Look, I made the food that Muggles often eat into moving models, so that everyone can experience Muggle culture more intuitively." Professor Bubaji took the wand and lit the models in order, "This is a small Bird pie, once given to the king of Muggles as the highest standard of food, according to the rules of Muggles, only a pie with nine birds can be called a bird pie, and one more or one less is not allowed... ..."

Anita's brain has begun to empty, and she is now beginning to wonder if she and Draco have traveled to a weird world, otherwise why she can't understand what Professor Bubbaji said.

There was whispering among the classroom as well, with a Muggle-born Hufflepuff trying to explain, "No, my mother never made or ate anything like that."

"But it's really written like this in the book," a Ravenclaw student pointed to the picture on page six of the textbook and said to the guy who had been explaining, "Look, Professor Bubbaji's The models are made exactly the same."

"Oh, no!" The poor guy held his head and gave up explaining.

Gryffindor, who was sitting in front of Anita, began to move around. The guy seemed to want to raise his hand, but she still tried to restrain herself and squeezed her hand to remain silent.

Anita thought the back was quite familiar, yes, who else could that thick brown curly hair be if it wasn't Hermione Granger...

She silently wrote some words on the textbook, and then moved the textbook in front of Draco, 'Hermione Granger also has a Time-Turner, she is sitting in front of us'.

Draco raised his eyebrows, looked at Hermione's back, and wrote a line under Anita's handwriting, "Why is she here, we have to be careful not to be discovered by her."

Anita sighed softly and continued, 'Don't worry, she knows it's all right, but I don't think we'll see her in Muggle Studies because I won't be in Muggle Studies again'.

Draco looked slightly surprised at Anita, who continued to write in front of him, 'This course doesn't make sense, I think either the information about Muggles hasn't been updated for too many years, or the Ministry of Magic wants to isolate Muggles and Witches deliberately misinformation, all wrong in short'.

After that, Anita restored the book to its original state and erased all the writing on the book.

Anita and Draco began to do their own things on the desk tacitly. Anita wanted to finish the Muggle studies textbook in this class so that she could prepare for the exam.

Professor Bubbaji talked about the so-called Muggle daily knowledge that even Muggles themselves would think were strange stories in class. Except for the little pure-blood wizard who knew nothing about Muggles, the others had already heard it with gusto. The funny state at the beginning transformed into a fugue state.

"That's all for today's class, let's finish class."

Finally, Professor Bubbaji's sentence after class called back everyone's dissociation

Anita and Draco packed up their textbooks, showing relieved smiles.

"What class is next?" Anita asked Draco.

"Well, then we can go back to Slytherin to rest for two hours, and then go to have lunch. In the afternoon, we will go to the protection of magical animals class outside the castle. Today we only have electives." Draco took the timetable and analyzed .

"That's great, I can finally rest for a while." Anita rubbed her hair.

The rest time always passed quickly. Anita felt that she was just sitting on the recliner in the Slytherin lounge and made a pot of milk tea. Before drinking a few cups, everyone began to leave the lounge one after another.

"Let's go, the house elf will keep the milk tea well, we can come back to drink it after class." Draco took out the monster book from the bedroom, fondling its furry cover.

Millicent was holding two books in a very weird posture and was waiting for Anita at the door, "Hurry up, Anita, I think these two guys are about to bite me!"

Anita reluctantly put down the teaspoon and walked to the auditorium with everyone.

Today's lunch was as rich as usual, but Anita still missed the milk tea she hadn't finished.

"Crack," a white porcelain cup suddenly appeared beside Anita's dinner plate, and Anita picked it up to have a look. Isn't this liquid that shone like caramel just the milk tea that she didn't finish in time.

What a caring house elf, Anita was a little moved. She was sipping milk tea and eating lunch with a sense of happiness in her heart.

This feeling of happiness lasted until she walked out of the castle, stepped on the soft and damp grass, and took her monster book from Draco.

Then, she was bitten by her book.

Anita's mood collapsed. She threw the monster book on the ground and looked at her fingers carefully. Although they were a little red, they were not bleeding.

Draco picked up the monster book that had been left aside from the grass and put it on top of his monster book, "Let me hold it for you, but fortunately this is really a book, otherwise it would be a book with the strength we have just now I'll have to take you to the infirmary."

Anita ignored Draco, she looked at Hagrid standing at the door of the hut, and began to slander Hagrid in her heart for having no common sense, being unreliable, being big and strong...

Hagrid was wearing a moleskin coat, and he was holding Fang the Hound, looking very excited, "Come on, hurry up, I have something good to show you, and I will have a wonderful lesson soon, are you ready? "

Anita reluctantly stood in front of Hagrid, forming a neat line with the Slytherin classmates, while the Gryffindors next to them were messily laughing and playing.

Hagrid nervously ignored Gryffindor's disorder and walked straight ahead, "Everyone follow me."

They followed Hagrid along the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and five minutes later they were in an empty paddock.

"Come up to this fence, everybody!" he cried. "Now, the first thing we'll do is open the books..."

"How to open it?" Anita asked quite dissatisfied with emotion.

"Huh?" Hagrid froze for a moment.

"How do we open this book that everyone bites?" Anita pointed to the monster book struggling desperately in Draco's hand.

"Can anyone - can open this book?" Hagrid looked a little downcast.

The whole class shook their heads.

"The way to open this book is the same as the way to treat most magical creatures." Hagrid walked up to Draco, took a book in his hand, and squeezed its fangs tightly, "Look..." Hagrid stroked the back of the Goblin Book with the index finger of his other hand, and the Goblin Book stopped struggling and opened it quietly.

"Oh, it's great, it opens with a single swipe, why don't we know anything when we receive the book list or when we buy this book." Anita is still very dissatisfied.

"I... I thought you all knew that this opening method should be very simple..." Hagrid said hesitantly to Anita.

"Okay, Hagrid, didn't you say you wanted to show us something nice?" Harry worried that Hagrid had forgotten his lesson plan, so he quickly changed the subject.

"That's right, wait a moment, I'll find them." As soon as Hagrid finished speaking, he left the students and walked into the woods, where he disappeared after a while.

For a while, everyone was silent, and Hagrid just left, leaving them alone beside the Forbidden Forest?

"Let's open the books and have a look. I don't think everyone has read the contents yet." Harry Potter held his opened monster book and showed it to everyone.

"But Hagrid took my book into the Forbidden Forest." Anita looked at Harry blankly.

For a while, the atmosphere fell into silence again.

"Ah, look!" Lavender screamed, pointing across the paddock.

Anita saw a whole dozen hippogriffs coming towards them, Hagrid trotting after them, holding the long chains around their necks.

Anita estimated the length of the chains and their distance from her, looked at the fragile fence between her and them, and chose to take ten steps back.

Hagrid said happily as he tied these guys to the fence, "Oh, don't worry so much, the hippogriffs are very polite and won't attack you suddenly. Look, they're pretty, aren't they?"

Not bad indeed, but looking at their conspicuous beaks and claws, brightly colored feathers just make them feel very dangerous.

"Well," Hagrid said, rubbing his hands together and smiling slightly at the class, "if you want to go into some..."

Anita felt that Draco next to him wanted to move forward, so she pulled him back a big step.

"Well, one thing you have to know about hippogriffs is that they're very proud, so it's easy to offend them, so you have to be very polite and careful when dealing with hippogriffs That works. You walk up to them, and you bow, and you wait, and if it bows back like you, you can touch it. If it doesn't bow, get away from it, those claws will hurt."

"Okay, who wants to be the first to come."

The audience was silent, and many students silently took a step back.

Hagrid was a little hurt, and he asked in a pleading tone, "Is there no one?"

"I'm coming." Harry Potter raised his hand.

There was a gasp from Gryffindor.

"No, Harry, you can't, think about your tea."

"Although Professor McGonagall said that it is not credible, but what if it is true?"

Harry ignored them as he climbed over the paddock fence and walked towards Hagrid.

"Well done, Harry." Hagrid was very happy. He untied a rope, lifted a winged beast out, and untied its leather collar. The students on the other side of the paddock held their breath. .

"Okay, Harry, now you have to look at Buckbeak without blinking. When you blink quickly, he will think you are not trustworthy."

So Harry and the Winged Beast looked at each other for a long, long time, and finally the Winged Beast turned around lazily and looked at Harry.

"Now, bow."

Harry bowed slightly obediently, then straightened up immediately, as if afraid of the winged beast attacking him while he bowed.

"Ah, that's not quite right, back off, Harry, back off slowly."

However, the winged beast suddenly bent its scaly front knee and sank, bowing to Harry.

Is this possible?

Only winged beasts are good, and the requirements are really low.

"Well done, Harry, now you can touch it, pat its beak, go."

Harry stretched out his hand towards the winged beast, and patted it lightly, and the winged beast closed lazily and rubbed against Harry's hand.

Everyone applauded, and Hagrid laughed happily, "Successful, now you can ride Harry, be careful not to rip off his feathers, he will be very angry."

Harry climbed up, and the winged beast spread its huge wings, flapped them, and flew into the sky with Harry. They spun in the sky for a while, and then fell down.

"Well done, Harry, who wants to try it now?"

Everyone was less nervous now, and they entered the paddock cautiously.Hagrid untied the ropes one by one, and soon the paddock was full of students bowing to the hippogriff.

Anita sat on a chestnut winged beast and circled in the sky. Looking at the blue and open sky, Anita's dissatisfaction with Hagrid weakened a little.

Although Hagrid miscalculated the danger level of magical creatures, but these must be learned sooner or later, and it doesn't really matter if it is earlier or later.

By the time she came down, Draco had gone to try the fourth winged beast, which seemed to be the one Harry tried first, and Draco was now bowing to it.

The pterosaur's request was really low, and it immediately bowed back to Draco.Draco stroked its beak happily, and waved to Anita, "You just came down, do you want to come together, I think this winged beast has a good temper."

"No, Buckbeak hates having two people on his back!" yelled Hagrid, running towards Draco.

But it was too late, the winged beast's steel-gray claws swung at Draco, and Draco let out a shriek and fell to the grass.

Hagrid only had time to slip Buckbeak back into his collar.

Anita's face paled instantly, and she ran to Draco's side, looking in horror at the bloodstains on his robes.

Draco shivered on the grass, covering his face with his robes.

"Get out of the way, don't watch the fun!" Anita saw a long and deep gash on Draco's arm, she immediately took out her wand and cast a levitating spell on Draco, moving him horizontally The direction of the medical room floated.

"It's a shame, don't go where there are many people," Draco whispered under his robe.

"I guess this will spread throughout Hogwarts soon." Anita looked at the students poking their heads out of the corridor and looked at them curiously, signaling Millicent to summon the Slytherin students to block their view.

And behind them was a group of people, and Hagrid was particularly conspicuous in the crowd.He was pale, with his head bowed, and Hermione was talking to him angrily, while Harry kept looking at him worriedly, and sometimes said something to Hermione.

"Merlin..." Draco groaned.