This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Even though the snails grow more than three feet long, even Hagrids still cannot tell where their heads and eyes are.

Maybe they don’t have heads and eyes, otherwise they would still rush around.

"Crack--" Vincent's tail-fried snail grabbed with his bare hands suddenly exploded.

Fortunately, he was prepared and simply tied it firmly with a rope.

But this is just the beginning. As soon as the tail snail is placed on the ground, it keeps exploding, as if it is taking drugs.

Vincent pulled the rope hard and looked at it speechlessly.

He was sure that as long as he let go, this unique little thing would definitely run away like turning on nitrogen acceleration.

"Ah-" he sighed, turning to look at Sister Hermione and Dragul.

Hermione was putting a rope for a smaller frying tail screw, while Gabriel approached with curiosity to look at a larger one, while Furong slowly stretched out her small hand.

Just when Vincent wanted to remind the Dragul sisters to be careful of the explosion, the snails in front of them became strangely quiet.

"KaKa——" Their tail snails were turning their bodies, as if they were expressing something.

Furong stretched out her retracted hand and carefully touched the spikes on the shell.

The tail snail stopped rotating, and the feet stretched out horizontally and vertically curled up together, allowing her to gently caress her.

Vincent quickly wiped his eyes, and after confirming that this was not an hallucination, he quickly pulled the rope in his hand hard.

This scene was so strange that he almost let him let a snail run away.

Gabrie stretched out her little hand like her sister Furong, and her frying tail snail curled up her feet and let her caress her.

"Good Gift--" James nearby hurriedly covered his mouth.

These irritable and chic little things were actually tamed?

Soon, all the students around them discovered this situation.

Hagrid ran over with excitement.

"Furong, Gabriel, how did you do it?"

"Um--" Sister Dragul shook her head at the same time after thinking for a moment.

"Okay." Hagrid was not disappointed, but instead extended his big hand to the snail in front of Furong with even more excitement.

"Crack--" Before his hand could approach, the dead tail snail that had been motionless suddenly exploded and sprayed straight to the edge of the box.

Hagrid didn't care about the scalded hand and grabbed it.

This is the first time I have experienced this situation after raising it for so long.

He looked carefully for a few seconds and put the fried tail snail back into the box. His beetle-like big eyes were full of expectations and hopes, "Furong, can you touch it again? I want to know why."

Furong also wanted to know why, she nodded at Hager, "Of course, Professor Hager."

The tail snails quieted again as she reached out her little hand to get closer.

It is obvious that there is no head and eyes, but it is logically impossible for them to tell who is who is.

However, reality is so unreasonable. As soon as Furong's fingertips touched the carapace, it curled up again and remained motionless.

"Wow—" Hagrid exclaimed, his beetle-like big eyes shining.

He rubbed his big hands with some embarrassment, "Can...can you please pick it up?"

Furong did not refuse his request this time, and carefully picked up the fried tail snail with both hands.

It didn't struggle, it was like falling asleep.

Hagrid looked at the snail and looked at Furong again, scratching her head in distress.

"Now I'm probably sure they trust you in a special way, but I don't understand where this trust comes from."

Gabrie picked up the snails like her sister at this time, and this scene made Hagrid even more distressed.

Could it be that...is it because the Dragur sisters are French?

Furong lifted the fried tail snail in front of her, "Professor Hager, is it because of our bloodline?"

"Bloodline?" Hagrid slapped his forehead suddenly, "Yes! It must be because of this!"

The snails are descendants of the human-headed sparrow-tailed beast and the fire crab, while the Dragur sisters are descendants of Veva and the wizard.

Giants are strictly classified as close relatives of humans, so hybrid giants cannot be regarded as cross-species combination.

Then, the Dragur sisters' favorability for the fried tail snail can be explained.

This answer made Hagrid's expression extremely excited, and his bright big eyes flashed with a different kind of brilliance.

Finished, Vincent and Hermione had imagined that he had cultivated a bunch of weird, cross-species mixed creatures.

"Ahem — Professor Hager."

Hagrid turned to look at Hermione.

She whispered in his ear, "The act of cultivating tail snails is a serious violation of the "Prohibition of Animal Breeding Experiments" Act adopted by the Ministry of Magic in 1965. If you have any other ideas, you may be killed by …”

Hager knew what she didn't say, what would happen if she had a serious violation of the law many times, and would definitely be included in the list of dangerous people by the Ministry of Magic.

Hogwarts professors should not be considered as well, and they may even be imprisoned in Azka class.

Seeing that he realized the seriousness of the matter, Hermione was completely relieved.

Next was the walk time, and the students finally felt what real despair was.

Semo's tail snail exploded almost as soon as he got off the ground, and the powerful thrust pulled him down.

He tried desperately to stand up, but the second wave of explosion came.

"save--"

"Crack!"

His figure disappeared into the dust and headed straight towards the Black Lake.

Hagrid didn't care about his image and hurriedly chased after him.

Simo's experience alerted everyone, but there are always people who don't believe in evil.

Draco's tail snail was wrapped tightly with a rope, and he threw it on the ground and dragged it away.

Unfortunately, the rope was not very good in quality, and it broke after friction with the ground for about a hundred meters.

The tailblade was free, and it jumped high towards Draco with a jet acceleration.

"Farke!"

A close contact came into his butt with the spike of the shell, and his tears were almost flowing out of his eyes.

"Crack--" The jet acceleration came again.

Draco endured the pain and ran forward desperately, and the tail snail was chasing him desperately.

Take a walk together? Stop kidding, it will die.

Haeger had just rescued Semo and had to rescue Draco, so he was so busy that his carefully cared hair back to his original messy appearance.

Vincent calmly looked at the little riot in the classroom, "Let's go for a walk, too."

His tail snails are no longer as excited as they were at the beginning, but they still have to explode occasionally.

Hermione's one is smaller, so there is no problem with pulling the rope tightly.

And sisters Dragul, they are still docile after they fall to the ground, are the only two two snails that take a walk with their feet.

As for the remaining students, they all had their own despair, and they were almost all dragged forward.

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