This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

"That's it, Professor, they're fighting again..."

In Professor McGonagall's office, Hagrid was speaking with some frustration.

"Fighting again?"

Professor McGonagall was not even a little surprised, "Ah, this kind of thing, really... You have to persuade them well... Taylor, Weasley, you two follow Hagrid to the Forbidden Forest and repair the damaged areas."

"Them?"

"Yes, Taylor is competent, and Weasley can provide enough help. Okay, you two go and deal with it, and report to me when you return..."

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"The creatures in the Forbidden Forest actually fight... This is the first time I know."

Andrew played with the wand - it had just been maintained yesterday and was in exceptionally good condition.

"Why not?" Percy walked in front, the snow creaking under his footsteps. "Even magical creatures have their own territory. They have to hunt and patrol within their territory, and they have to harvest herbs and other miscellaneous things in exchange for Galleons to buy enough living supplies. Especially the centaurs in the Forbidden Forest, you can't expect them to learn to weave cloth by themselves."

Yes, male centaurs can go shirtless at most, but female centaurs are too immoral, and according to some knowledge Andrew knows, they also like messy decorations.

Food and daily necessities for an entire tribe - let alone whether the school directors will approve it, the centaurs' self-esteem alone will not allow them to accept such a bizarre thing as being fed.

The Forbidden Forest can be directly connected to the outside world from Hogwarts, but most wizards will not have the courage and luck to pass through it - although Andrew still doesn't know what Hagrid has raised in it, but just looking at the messy magical creature applications submitted by Hagrid, he knows that it is not a safe area.

"The main thing is to repair the terrain - the centaurs and the descendants of Aragog are in a mess, destroying several main passages..."

The most basic operation of the war between magical creatures is to destroy the terrain on a large scale.

Both the centaurs and the giant spiders are extremely dangerous species, and both possess the power of magic - in most cases, magic and destruction are closely related.

In addition to their extraordinary magic resistance and deadly poison, the eight-eyed giant spiders can directly sink a large area by casting spells together, not to mention the centaurs who are good at divination and rituals.

As for wizards, they are even better. A third-year student who is not particularly good at magic can kill a Muggle by casting spells without a wand in an angry state, without even a lethal spell.

As for senior graduates with wands, they are directly humanoid explosive devices - the protective spells that cover almost every inch of Hogwarts are not only to resist external wizards, but also to prevent students from demolishing the school.

But there are fewer such spells in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, and there are only large-scale anti-apparition and basic anti-invasion spells.

"We are almost there. It is difficult to find prey in the heavy snow, and I can only bring a limited amount of things every day. They start fighting, and sometimes they even hide it from me. This time, they also... directly destroyed a large area of ​​the forest..."

Hagrid easily pulled off the vines that tripped him, while muttering - the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts is a deciduous forest. At this moment, there are only the gray and black of the trees and the white of the snow, mixed with the insufficiently hot sun and the giant in front, which really gives people a creepy feeling.

Territory competition is inevitable - that is the trend of ethnic group development.

Whether it is the centaurs or the descendants of Aragog, they all need to give birth, and more children require a larger territory to feed. Hunting is much more comfortable than waiting for Hagrid to feed them.

"By the way, that Aragog is from that species, I haven't heard of it."

Percy scratched his head - he thought he had a solid knowledge of magical biology, but he had never heard of such a name.

"Ah, Aragog, it's my little cutie, a very cute little spider, it can grow very big, a giant spider."

'Very cute? '

Andrew was stunned, he seemed to have heard of this name, and it is well known that Hagrid's cuteness is really incomparable to others' cuteness.

But why did Percy in front of him freeze?

We are here to do business, and we have to go back after we are done. Although the clothes are thick, we can't spoil ourselves like this. What if we get cold!

"Acromantula?"

"Ah, yes, it's so small, I raised it with great difficulty, I was afraid it would die."

Andrew heard a very clear swallowing sound, "I seem to hear you say offspring?"

"Yes, Percy," Hagrid smiled proudly, "a large group, the previous textbooks said that they are difficult to reproduce, but I made a breakthrough, I also asked the professor, he also praised my breeding ability enough to reach an O."

"They, won't attack us?"

Percy was extremely cautious.

"How could it be, they are all good babies, just eat rabbits and other creatures, and won't take the initiative to cause trouble for the centaurs..."

Hagrid was surprised, but Andrew didn't believe it.

It's true that he didn't take the magical creature course, but he understood Percy.

If this creature was weaker, Percy wouldn't show such an expression.

But there was no time to gossip-while they were chatting, they had already arrived at the place where Hagrid said the road was destroyed.

"Hagrid, is this what you call, the road is destroyed?"

Andrew pointed to the large area of ​​land that had collapsed - even though they were scattered, each area was comparable to a football field...

"It has expanded a bit, compared to when I came here yesterday."

...

If it weren't for my range casting breakthrough, we could have gone home now.

Andrew rolled his eyes, asked Percy to cast the Armor Charm on him, and then began to try to communicate - the soil here was not moved away, but compressed by the power of magic.

And what he needed to do was to communicate the compressed force through Transfiguration, so that they would dissipate, and thus restore the land of the Forbidden Forest.

Of course, he could do nothing about those broken trees...

Wait!

Andrew finally found something wrong.

The trees were still alive - yes, although large areas had fallen and the land was in a mess, the trees were alive.

They were able to be communicated with.

'Is this the place where the professor asked me to contact the dead and resurrect? '

No, no, this is alive.

It's just to adapt to the big tree that has lost its vitality...

The level is not so easy to break through, it's just an attempt.

More work.

But it was enough - at least it was a good start.

"Get out of the way, I'm starting!"

He shouted.