Chapter 387: Very interesting
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Coming out of classroom 7 and standing in the corridor, you can see the bright moonlight outside the window, which paints the sparse shrubs in the courtyard with a silver light.
"No need to send it," Newt turned around and said, "I've occasionally come over to replace manuscripts over the years, and I haven't forgotten the way."
Sniff Warren stood on Felix's shoulder and waved with everyone.
On a fork in the road, the warriors of Hogwarts looked at Newt's back, with envy in their hearts.
"Do you want to work in the protection of magical animals after graduation, like Mr. Scamander?" Felix looked at them with a smile and asked, "Or in a moment, want to be a naturalist? "
"Professor, how do you know?" Cedric asked in surprise. He did have an urge to follow the old man's footsteps and walk around every corner of the world to see the magical creatures that shared their magical powers.
Felix laughed softly.
"This is the charm of a great wizard. Their own experience alone is enough to make countless people moved and fascinated, and they can't wait to follow them... But you have to think clearly and don't rush to make a decision."
"Remember what I said? Hogwarts used to popularize the habit of graduation travel. You can use it as a reference, walk around and take a look to broaden your horizons. Some truths are yours only if you have experienced them, others The truths spoken by people are no more precious than a Nat."
They showed thoughtful expressions and separated by the spiral staircase.
Collins Foley and Cedric Diggory continued down. Their common rooms were on the basement level. Roger Davis and Harry went up. Until the end, only Harry was left facing Walked to Gryffindor’s common room.
"It's probably ten o'clock. There shouldn't be many people in the lounge?" Hermione said expectantly.
They seemed to have become rare little animals in the classroom today, attracting everyone's onlookers. There was a lot of discussion. The attitude of the students in the other three colleges was not good, and Gryffindor and Gryffindor had formed an atmosphere of opposition, as if they had taken the honor of other colleges.
The students of Gryffindor would defend them, but this kind of maintenance is equivalent to treating each other differently, which is also not what they want. Especially when get out of class was over at noon, they met the Clive brothers. The'Harry Potter Admirers Club' seemed to have added new members. Colin's younger brother Daniel Clive was more appealing than his brother. One of the evidence is that he has brought in a group of freshmen, all of which are from four colleges.
So the three of them fled.
They ran to the auditorium in one breath, finished their lunch ahead of time before the others arrived, and then hurriedly evacuated.
In the afternoon's magical animal protection class, Hagrid excused that the snails had grown to three feet and needed to maintain a certain amount of exercise, so that the students each took a snail for a walk. These deep-fried snails are no longer the fleshy carapace and colorless insects in the incubator, but a thick, gray-white armor-like hard shell, which is surprisingly powerful.
If you only glance at it occasionally and ignore the exaggerated size of the snails, you think these little wizards are walking around with a puppy. But the truth is that they are like helpless duckweed in the squally wind, or boats in the black lake in the heavy rain, dragged forward by the snails. Whenever there is a cluster of sparks from their tails, these snails are He would suddenly advance six or seven feet, dragging the little wizard who was holding the rope behind him, and Lavender Brown was dragged to the ground, screaming horribly, and struggling to get up.
Hagrid took this opportunity to express his concerns to Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
The Harry trio thanked Hagrid for freeing them from Malfoy’s merciless ridicule, because Ron’s face was about to turn the color of the cooked fried snails at the time. Seamer said in a complaint that if Hagrid continued Continue to let them take care of the fried snails, he can't help but recite the explosion spell to them.
This sentence caused the little wizards of Gryffindor to share the same hatred, and they had a lively discussion. Dean introduced the fried scorpions and steamed crabs he had eaten, no matter which kind of cooking method, he can help. Even Harry was involved, arguing with them whether the snails would turn red after they were cooked for a long time.
"Your complexion doesn't look good, are you worried about the dragon?" Hagrid asked at the time.
Ron's face cooled rapidly, his face that had been flushed from anger had turned into the color of the shell of the snail, it was a pale gray with a tinge of gray, and his calf couldn't help but tremble. . Within a few weeks, the word "fire dragon" had successfully surpassed the spider and became his new fear switch.
Seeing Ron's expression, Hagrid didn't say anything, just patted him on the shoulder, and Ron sat on the ground with a "puff".
"Oh, I'm sorry! But you can't do this. At any rate, get your body exercised so that you can run faster..."
This is the reason why Harry and the others are not sensitive to Hagrid's condolences. It is completely counterproductive!
...
On the spiral staircase, Harry and the others slowed down as much as possible. The Weasley twins hadn’t used up the fireworks they used to celebrate last night. According to their habits, they will definitely make up today, and maybe wait for them now. Open the door.
Going up a step, two girls from Ravenclaw came down, glanced at them, turned and walked back.
Hermione sighed long.
"Didn't Cedric say to help us explain?" Harry asked puzzled.
"It's just been a day, not so fast." Hermione said, "They are getting angry."
"Just rest here." Harry said happily. He sat on the steps and saw the portraits on both sides of the stairs staring at them intently. He suddenly burst into anger: "Would you like to see? Come here to see more clearly!"
The old wizard with the beard of the walrus in the portrait gave him a blank look, and left with a grunt.
"Harry..."
"I'm okay, it's just a little uncomfortable." Harry took a deep breath and said, Sirius comforted him in the morning, and the chat with Mr. Scamander in the evening made him temporarily forget his troubles, but now these things All came back.
"If Malfoy is going to give me a nickname like snails, scarheads, etc., I must teach him a lot." Harry said with his fist clenched.
Hermione smiled on her solemn face, and then they both calmed down, thinking about their own thoughts.
"Harry, what do you think the clock in my house is like now? Will it point to'fatal danger'?" Ron asked suddenly.
Harry hesitated, "It shouldn't be." He knew what Ron was talking about. There was a magical wall clock in the Burrow. It didn't show any specific time, but what each family member was doing. The twelve o'clock position on a regular clock is marked as "fatal danger".
"I haven't told my family about my being chosen as a Warrior." Ron said, and he glanced at Hermione. "You haven't, right?"
Hermione shook her head.
"I hope it can be delayed for one day. Although Professor Haipu said that the Warriors can let their family come to watch the game, I refused." She said.
"I can't avoid it," Ron said with a grimace. "Ginny writes to the family every week, and Fred and George write to the house about one or two months, unless they get into trouble. And Percy And Charlie, they work at the Ministry of Magic, and sooner or later they will know..."
"Maybe I wake up one day and I will watch them rush into the bedroom and fight me away, or ask the owl to send me a red roaring letter."
"We have to do something." Harry stood up and said.
Ron and Hermione looked up at him.
Hermione said hesitantly, "You mean classroom 7? But according to the professor's plan, we will follow Mr. Scamander's memory to learn about fire dragons in the next few days, and wait until the weekend to determine everyone's style. , To formulate a competition strategy. Other schools should do the same. All the students of Ifamoni took leave today."
"We can't always count on others, Ron, what do you say?" Harry looked at Ron.
Ron licked his lips and slowly said, "I think Hermione made sense. We don't know anything. Those magics are useless to fire dragons..."
"How could it be useless!" Harry shouted, drawing the attention of the portraits again, but he said regardless, "Remember the professor's black hanging door? Remember why we were selected? You all Forgot?"
He stared into Hermione's eyes~www.novelhall.com~ Hermione was the first to compromise, he looked at Ron again, and Ron swallowed hard.
After a few minutes.
Felix Hayp's memory held his arms and leaned against the wall, looking at them carelessly.
"So, you plan to try the fire dragon's power in advance?"
"Yes." Harry dragged Ron and Hermione.
Felix Hayp's memory stretched his head to one side, as if listening to someone in the air, the three of them looked around and found nothing. In their expectant gaze, the memory's hands spread out: "Someone disagrees. But... I find it very interesting..."
The dark old wall on which he was leaning gradually collapsed, the fire dragons lowered their heads, and a large pool of water dripped in front of the three of them.
"Do you need me to count down? Three or two"
"Run!" Harry shouted.
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Coming out of classroom 7 and standing in the corridor, you can see the bright moonlight outside the window, which paints the sparse shrubs in the courtyard with a silver light.
"No need to send it," Newt turned around and said, "I've occasionally come over to replace manuscripts over the years, and I haven't forgotten the way."
Sniff Warren stood on Felix's shoulder and waved with everyone.
On a fork in the road, the warriors of Hogwarts looked at Newt's back, with envy in their hearts.
"Do you want to work in the protection of magical animals after graduation, like Mr. Scamander?" Felix looked at them with a smile and asked, "Or in a moment, want to be a naturalist? "
"Professor, how do you know?" Cedric asked in surprise. He did have an urge to follow the old man's footsteps and walk around every corner of the world to see the magical creatures that shared their magical powers.
Felix laughed softly.
"This is the charm of a great wizard. Their own experience alone is enough to make countless people moved and fascinated, and they can't wait to follow them... But you have to think clearly and don't rush to make a decision."
"Remember what I said? Hogwarts used to popularize the habit of graduation travel. You can use it as a reference, walk around and take a look to broaden your horizons. Some truths are yours only if you have experienced them, others The truths spoken by people are no more precious than a Nat."
They showed thoughtful expressions and separated by the spiral staircase.
Collins Foley and Cedric Diggory continued down. Their common rooms were on the basement level. Roger Davis and Harry went up. Until the end, only Harry was left facing Walked to Gryffindor’s common room.
"It's probably ten o'clock. There shouldn't be many people in the lounge?" Hermione said expectantly.
They seemed to have become rare little animals in the classroom today, attracting everyone's onlookers. There was a lot of discussion. The attitude of the students in the other three colleges was not good, and Gryffindor and Gryffindor had formed an atmosphere of opposition, as if they had taken the honor of other colleges.
The students of Gryffindor would defend them, but this kind of maintenance is equivalent to treating each other differently, which is also not what they want. Especially when get out of class was over at noon, they met the Clive brothers. The'Harry Potter Admirers Club' seemed to have added new members. Colin's younger brother Daniel Clive was more appealing than his brother. One of the evidence is that he has brought in a group of freshmen, all of which are from four colleges.
So the three of them fled.
They ran to the auditorium in one breath, finished their lunch ahead of time before the others arrived, and then hurriedly evacuated.
In the afternoon's magical animal protection class, Hagrid excused that the snails had grown to three feet and needed to maintain a certain amount of exercise, so that the students each took a snail for a walk. These deep-fried snails are no longer the fleshy carapace and colorless insects in the incubator, but a thick, gray-white armor-like hard shell, which is surprisingly powerful.
If you only glance at it occasionally and ignore the exaggerated size of the snails, you think these little wizards are walking around with a puppy. But the truth is that they are like helpless duckweed in the squally wind, or boats in the black lake in the heavy rain, dragged forward by the snails. Whenever there is a cluster of sparks from their tails, these snails are He would suddenly advance six or seven feet, dragging the little wizard who was holding the rope behind him, and Lavender Brown was dragged to the ground, screaming horribly, and struggling to get up.
Hagrid took this opportunity to express his concerns to Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
The Harry trio thanked Hagrid for freeing them from Malfoy’s merciless ridicule, because Ron’s face was about to turn the color of the cooked fried snails at the time. Seamer said in a complaint that if Hagrid continued Continue to let them take care of the fried snails, he can't help but recite the explosion spell to them.
This sentence caused the little wizards of Gryffindor to share the same hatred, and they had a lively discussion. Dean introduced the fried scorpions and steamed crabs he had eaten, no matter which kind of cooking method, he can help. Even Harry was involved, arguing with them whether the snails would turn red after they were cooked for a long time.
"Your complexion doesn't look good, are you worried about the dragon?" Hagrid asked at the time.
Ron's face cooled rapidly, his face that had been flushed from anger had turned into the color of the shell of the snail, it was a pale gray with a tinge of gray, and his calf couldn't help but tremble. . Within a few weeks, the word "fire dragon" had successfully surpassed the spider and became his new fear switch.
Seeing Ron's expression, Hagrid didn't say anything, just patted him on the shoulder, and Ron sat on the ground with a "puff".
"Oh, I'm sorry! But you can't do this. At any rate, get your body exercised so that you can run faster..."
This is the reason why Harry and the others are not sensitive to Hagrid's condolences. It is completely counterproductive!
...
On the spiral staircase, Harry and the others slowed down as much as possible. The Weasley twins hadn’t used up the fireworks they used to celebrate last night. According to their habits, they will definitely make up today, and maybe wait for them now. Open the door.
Going up a step, two girls from Ravenclaw came down, glanced at them, turned and walked back.
Hermione sighed long.
"Didn't Cedric say to help us explain?" Harry asked puzzled.
"It's just been a day, not so fast." Hermione said, "They are getting angry."
"Just rest here." Harry said happily. He sat on the steps and saw the portraits on both sides of the stairs staring at them intently. He suddenly burst into anger: "Would you like to see? Come here to see more clearly!"
The old wizard with the beard of the walrus in the portrait gave him a blank look, and left with a grunt.
"Harry..."
"I'm okay, it's just a little uncomfortable." Harry took a deep breath and said, Sirius comforted him in the morning, and the chat with Mr. Scamander in the evening made him temporarily forget his troubles, but now these things All came back.
"If Malfoy is going to give me a nickname like snails, scarheads, etc., I must teach him a lot." Harry said with his fist clenched.
Hermione smiled on her solemn face, and then they both calmed down, thinking about their own thoughts.
"Harry, what do you think the clock in my house is like now? Will it point to'fatal danger'?" Ron asked suddenly.
Harry hesitated, "It shouldn't be." He knew what Ron was talking about. There was a magical wall clock in the Burrow. It didn't show any specific time, but what each family member was doing. The twelve o'clock position on a regular clock is marked as "fatal danger".
"I haven't told my family about my being chosen as a Warrior." Ron said, and he glanced at Hermione. "You haven't, right?"
Hermione shook her head.
"I hope it can be delayed for one day. Although Professor Haipu said that the Warriors can let their family come to watch the game, I refused." She said.
"I can't avoid it," Ron said with a grimace. "Ginny writes to the family every week, and Fred and George write to the house about one or two months, unless they get into trouble. And Percy And Charlie, they work at the Ministry of Magic, and sooner or later they will know..."
"Maybe I wake up one day and I will watch them rush into the bedroom and fight me away, or ask the owl to send me a red roaring letter."
"We have to do something." Harry stood up and said.
Ron and Hermione looked up at him.
Hermione said hesitantly, "You mean classroom 7? But according to the professor's plan, we will follow Mr. Scamander's memory to learn about fire dragons in the next few days, and wait until the weekend to determine everyone's style. , To formulate a competition strategy. Other schools should do the same. All the students of Ifamoni took leave today."
"We can't always count on others, Ron, what do you say?" Harry looked at Ron.
Ron licked his lips and slowly said, "I think Hermione made sense. We don't know anything. Those magics are useless to fire dragons..."
"How could it be useless!" Harry shouted, drawing the attention of the portraits again, but he said regardless, "Remember the professor's black hanging door? Remember why we were selected? You all Forgot?"
He stared into Hermione's eyes~www.novelhall.com~ Hermione was the first to compromise, he looked at Ron again, and Ron swallowed hard.
After a few minutes.
Felix Hayp's memory held his arms and leaned against the wall, looking at them carelessly.
"So, you plan to try the fire dragon's power in advance?"
"Yes." Harry dragged Ron and Hermione.
Felix Hayp's memory stretched his head to one side, as if listening to someone in the air, the three of them looked around and found nothing. In their expectant gaze, the memory's hands spread out: "Someone disagrees. But... I find it very interesting..."
The dark old wall on which he was leaning gradually collapsed, the fire dragons lowered their heads, and a large pool of water dripped in front of the three of them.
"Do you need me to count down? Three or two"
"Run!" Harry shouted.
Coming out of classroom 7 and standing in the corridor, you can see the bright moonlight outside the window, which paints the sparse shrubs in the courtyard with a silver light."No need to send it," Newt turned around and said, "I've occasionally come over to replace manuscripts over the years, and I haven't forgotten the way."Sniff Warren stood on Felix's shoulder and waved with everyone.On a fork in the road, the warriors of Hogwarts looked at Newt's back, with envy in their hearts."Do you want to work in the protection of magical animals after graduation, like Mr. Scamander?" Felix looked at them with a smile and asked, "Or in a moment, want to be a naturalist? ""Professor, how do you know?" Cedric asked in surprise. He did have an urge to follow the old man's footsteps and walk around every corner of the world to see the magical creatures that shared their magical powers.Felix laughed softly."This is the charm of a great wizard. Their own experience alone is enough to make countless people moved and fascinated, and they can't wait to follow them... But you have to think clearly and don't rush to make a decision.""Remember what I said? Hogwarts used to popularize the habit of graduation travel. You can use it as a reference, walk around and take a look to broaden your horizons. Some truths are yours only if you have experienced them, others The truths spoken by people are no more precious than a Nat."They showed thoughtful expressions and separated by the spiral staircase.Collins Foley and Cedric Diggory continued down. Their common rooms were on the basement level. Roger Davis and Harry went up. Until the end, only Harry was left facing Walked to Gryffindor's common room."It's probably ten o'clock. There shouldn't be many people in the lounge?" Hermione said expectantly.They seemed to have become rare little animals in the classroom today, attracting everyone's onlookers. There was a lot of discussion. The attitude of the students in the other three colleges was not good, and Gryffindor and Gryffindor had formed an atmosphere of opposition, as if they had taken the honor of other colleges.The students of Gryffindor would defend them, but this kind of maintenance is equivalent to treating each other differently, which is also not what they want. Especially when get out of class was over at noon, they met the Clive brothers. The'Harry Potter Admirers Club' seemed to have added new members. Colin's younger brother Daniel Clive was more appealing than his brother. One of the evidence is that he has brought in a group of freshmen, all of which are from four colleges.So the three of them fled.They ran to the auditorium in one breath, finished their lunch ahead of time before the others arrived, and then hurriedly evacuated.In the afternoon's magical animal protection class, Hagrid excused that the snails had grown to three feet and needed to maintain a certain amount of exercise, so that the students each took a snail for a walk. These deep-fried snails are no longer the fleshy carapace and colorless insects in the incubator, but a thick, gray-white armor-like hard shell, which is surprisingly powerful.If you only glance at it occasionally and ignore the exaggerated size of the snails, you think these little wizards are walking around with a puppy. But the truth is that they are like helpless duckweed in the squally wind, or boats in the black lake in the heavy rain, dragged forward by the snails. Whenever there is a cluster of sparks from their tails, these snails are He would suddenly advance six or seven feet, dragging the little wizard who was holding the rope behind him, and Lavender Brown was dragged to the ground, screaming horribly, and struggling to get up.Hagrid took this opportunity to express his concerns to Harry, Ron, and Hermione.The Harry trio thanked Hagrid for freeing them from Malfoy's merciless ridicule, because Ron's face was about to turn the color of the cooked fried snails at the time. Seamer said in a complaint that if Hagrid continued Continue to let them take care of the fried snails, he can't help but recite the explosion spell to them.This sentence caused the little wizards of Gryffindor to share the same hatred, and they had a lively discussion. Dean introduced the fried scorpions and steamed crabs he had eaten, no matter which kind of cooking method, he can help. Even Harry was involved, arguing with them whether the snails would turn red after they were cooked for a long time."Your complexion doesn't look good, are you worried about the dragon?" Hagrid asked at the time.Ron's face cooled rapidly, his face that had been flushed from anger had turned into the color of the shell of the snail, it was a pale gray with a tinge of gray, and his calf couldn't help but tremble. . Within a few weeks, the word "fire dragon" had successfully surpassed the spider and became his new fear switch.Seeing Ron's expression, Hagrid didn't say anything, just patted him on the shoulder, and Ron sat on the ground with a "puff"."Oh, I'm sorry! But you can't do this. At any rate, get your body exercised so that you can run faster..."This is the reason why Harry and the others are not sensitive to Hagrid's condolences. It is completely counterproductive!...On the spiral staircase, Harry and the others slowed down as much as possible. The Weasley twins hadn't used up the fireworks they used to celebrate last night. According to their habits, they will definitely make up today, and maybe wait for them now. Open the door.Going up a step, two girls from Ravenclaw came down, glanced at them, turned and walked back.Hermione sighed long."Didn't Cedric say to help us explain?" Harry asked puzzled."It's just been a day, not so fast." Hermione said, "They are getting angry.""Just rest here." Harry said happily. He sat on the steps and saw the portraits on both sides of the stairs staring at them intently. He suddenly burst into anger: "Would you like to see? Come here to see more clearly!"The old wizard with the beard of the walrus in the portrait gave him a blank look, and left with a grunt."Harry...""I'm okay, it's just a little uncomfortable." Harry took a deep breath and said, Sirius comforted him in the morning, and the chat with Mr. Scamander in the evening made him temporarily forget his troubles, but now these things All came back."If Malfoy is going to give me a nickname like snails, scarheads, etc., I must teach him a lot." Harry said with his fist clenched.Hermione smiled on her solemn face, and then they both calmed down, thinking about their own thoughts."Harry, what do you think the clock in my house is like now? Will it point to'fatal danger'?" Ron asked suddenly.Harry hesitated, "It shouldn't be." He knew what Ron was talking about. There was a magical wall clock in the Burrow. It didn't show any specific time, but what each family member was doing. The twelve o'clock position on a regular clock is marked as "fatal danger"."I haven't told my family about my being chosen as a Warrior." Ron said, and he glanced at Hermione. "You haven't, right?"Hermione shook her head."I hope it can be delayed for one day. Although Professor Haipu said that the Warriors can let their family come to watch the game, I refused." She said."I can't avoid it," Ron said with a grimace. "Ginny writes to the family every week, and Fred and George write to the house about one or two months, unless they get into trouble. And Percy And Charlie, they work at the Ministry of Magic, and sooner or later they will know...""Maybe I wake up one day and I will watch them rush into the bedroom and fight me away, or ask the owl to send me a red roaring letter.""We have to do something." Harry stood up and said.Ron and Hermione looked up at him.Hermione said hesitantly, "You mean classroom 7? But according to the professor's plan, we will follow Mr. Scamander's memory to learn about fire dragons in the next few days, and wait until the weekend to determine everyone's style. , To formulate a competition strategy. Other schools should do the same. All the students of Ifamoni took leave today.""We can't always count on others, Ron, what do you say?" Harry looked at Ron.Ron licked his lips and slowly said, "I think Hermione made sense. We don't know anything. Those magics are useless to fire dragons...""How could it be useless!" Harry shouted, drawing the attention of the portraits again, but he said regardless, "Remember the professor's black hanging door? Remember why we were selected? You all Forgot?"He stared into Hermione's eyes~www.novelhall.com~ Hermione was the first to compromise, he looked at Ron again, and Ron swallowed hard.After a few minutes.Felix Hayp's memory held his arms and leaned against the wall, looking at them carelessly."So, you plan to try the fire dragon's power in advance?""Yes." Harry dragged Ron and Hermione.Felix Hayp's memory stretched his head to one side, as if listening to someone in the air, the three of them looked around and found nothing. In their expectant gaze, the memory's hands spread out: "Someone disagrees. But... I find it very interesting..."The dark old wall on which he was leaning gradually collapsed, the fire dragons lowered their heads, and a large pool of water dripped in front of the three of them."Do you need me to count down? Three or two""Run!" Harry shouted.
