This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Not only did the Malfoy family run rampant in the British wizarding world, nothing could stop them.

Although Lucius was not a peaceful person when he was in school, he was a person who was very good at sizing up situations.

With the power of his old father Abraxas at the time, his momentum in school was the same as Vincent's now.

After graduation, he joined the Death Eaters and skillfully used his family background and wealth as weapons. In just a few years, he became Voldemort's right-hand man.

Of course, no one can stay at the top forever.

But even though they had paid a large sum of Galleons to escape trial, the Malfoy family, which had relied on coercion and inducement to gain power, did not end up with a notorious end.

Compared to Lucius, Draco is still too young now.

Hagrid is just a little slow, but not really stupid.

There was indeed a lack of consideration regarding the textbooks, but inciting students to antagonize him clearly showed no respect for him at all.

"Okay, it's class time now. Everyone, please open the textbook according to my method."

Hagrid returns the Book of Monsters to Draco,

"Of course our classroom cannot lack magical animals. I will go and bring them here."

He walked deeper into the Forbidden Forest.

"Hogwarts is hopeless." Draco was still angry.

"If my father were still the school director, this kind of rotten fish would never be able to get in."

Vincent smelled a conspiracy.

Want to make Hagrid look bad and start a conflict?

"Shut up, Malfoy!" Harry said angrily.

"Bote——" Draco drawled,

"Be careful, there's a dementor standing behind you!"

As expected of true love, he even found out such information.

Harry turned his head in horror and became even angrier when he realized that he had been deceived.

But when he looked back, he almost laughed out loud.

A being more terrifying than the Dementors has arrived.

Vincent gently put his hand on Draco's shoulder, "Malfoy, let's talk over there."

"Why—" Before he could finish his words, Draco was "enthusiastically" led to the Forbidden Forest.

Crabbe and Goyle hurried after him.

Not far away, Vincent let go of his hand,

"I have a lot of time this semester."

He straightened Draco's collar that he had messed up, "So, don't think that I won't have time to play with you."

Draco pushed his hand away, "So what!

Wayne, aren't you a school director? Fire me if you can! "

He looked a bit hysterical, probably expecting to be beaten.

Vincent looked back at the two loyal followers, "I'm not like you, Malfoy.

Instead of worrying about the superiority of blood, it is better to spend time improving your magic level.

He pushed Crabbe and Goyle away, "If you wait until pure-blood supremacy is no longer popular, it will be too late."

Draco clenched his fists, as if he wanted to retort.

But until Vincent walked out of the Forbidden Forest, he didn't say anything.

"Draco, are you okay?" Crabbe and Goyle stepped forward with concern.

"I'm fine!"

Perhaps out of guilt, Draco silently walked out of the Forbidden Forest and saw a group of strange-looking animals.

They have the body, hind legs and tail of a horse, but the front legs, wings and head are like those of an eagle.

The sharp beak is the color of steel, and the big bright eyes are orange.

The coats come in different colors, and the talons on their front legs are half a foot long, giving them a formidable look.

They all have a thick leather collar around their necks and are tied by a long chain.

Hagrid held the chains in his big hands, leading them slowly toward the paddock where the students were.

"Ohhhhhh!" Lavender screamed.

The cuties with adult height ran towards the students.

"Calm down, don't get so excited."

Hagrid held them hard, making Draco's eyelids twitch wildly.

If he slapped me hard enough, his brains might even come out.

He shuddered and quietly returned to the fence of the paddock.

His expression was very complicated, and he was probably considering whether to continue.

"Come on, over there!" Hagrid swung the chain and asked the little cuties who entered the paddock to stand in front of the fence.

He waved to the students and shouted happily: "Hypogriff, how beautiful, isn't it?"

Magical creatures are magical creatures. The shiny fur gradually transitions from feathers to hair, and each one is a different color.

Stormy gray, bronze, pink piebald, sparkling reddish brown, inky black...

The black hippogriff closest to Vincent blinked at him.

"Oh!" Hagrid, who was fastening the chain, sighed: "It seems that Reeves likes you very much."

Like the infested Acromantulas, each of them has a name.

"Okay, do you want to get closer?"

Most of the students stood still, and only a few came to the fence.

Hagrid clapped his hands and said, "Remember it all, hippogriffs are very proud and lose their temper easily.

Don't humiliate it, otherwise it will kill you. "

The students were whispering and seemed even more afraid to go in.

"We must wait for the Hippogriff to make the first move." Hagrid did not look disappointed.

"It's polite, you bow to it and if it bows to you, you can touch it.

If it doesn't bow, you have to get away, those claws can hurt. "

Vincent slowly bent down, and Reeves, who was looking at him, also bent his front paws.

"Just like this!" Hagrid grinned happily,

“Hippogriffs are very proud, and bowing is the quickest way to gain their favor.

Also, don't blink if you look at it. If you blink too often, it will lose its trust in you. "

Compared with Xiao Hei, who likes to ignore others, Reeves's character is obviously much better.

"Vincent, you can come in now." Hagrid untied Reeves' leather collar and led him to the center of the field.

The students' eyes were all on Vincent.

He stepped into the field and came to Reeves' side, placing his hand on the jet-black feathers on its neck.

"Giggle--" It leaned its head close to her affectionately.

The feathers are very soft and it feels itchy when rubbed against them.

Reeves' actions made the students less scared than before.

But other hippogriffs...

Either shaking his ferocious head or spreading his powerful wings, he didn't look like he was easy to communicate with.

Hagrid's big hand brushed Reeves's crest, "Vincent, do you want to ride on it and have a look?"

"Can I?" Vincent let go and stopped holding its head, "Reeves?"

"Giggle——"

Hagrid took a few steps back.

Without Reeves lying down, Vincent had jumped onto its back.

"Chirp--" Accompanied by the loud chirp of an eagle, Reeves spread his wide wings and carried Vincent into the sky.

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