From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"This is Thunderbird?"

In front of Hagrid's cottage, after completing the preliminary review of the mountains of documents, William, who finally got a short vacation, admired the huge and beautiful bird in admiration.

It has three pairs of huge wings, stands taller than Hagrid, and is covered with orange feathers. At this moment, it is meekly enjoying the lunch Hagrid provides for it-but even so, it still carries a wave of noness. Power that can be easily disturbed.

"Of course, look at its sharp beak and sharp claws!"

Hagrid's expression seemed to be Christmas, and the smile on his face couldn't stop. "It's so beautiful, William!"

"Of course, it's very beautiful."

William nodded and praised—Thunderbird is a protected magical creature in the American magical world. Only wizards authorized by the magical world can take down a few feathers to make a magic wand at a prescribed time each year.

Such strict protection measures have allowed the thunderbird feathers on the black market to be sold at sky-high prices, not to mention the guy who was smuggled out this time — he didn’t know about it here in the UK, but it’s for Durmstrang. The wand master who provided wands over there is absolutely willing to spend a lot of money to experiment with the core materials that are popular in the United States.

From the perspective of the interests of the magic world, William did not rule out whether the Ministry of Magic would secretly open some small back doors for his own staff makers. To be honest, William would be surprised if he did not help.

A well-made magic wand is the wizard’s best partner and assistant, and it is absolutely impossible for a good master wand maker to work behind closed doors and only care about his own technology without referring to the advanced content of others.

‘Am I thinking a little far away? ’

His self-deprecating person shook his head and threw the unrealistic thoughts out of his mind, but subconsciously glanced at the bird that was well protected by the Ministry of Magic.

"It seems... the third pair of wings is indeed a bit bald..."

Probably because his glance was too focused, the eating Thunderbird made a dissatisfied cry, but was quickly stopped by Hagrid who added food to the bucket. He muttered while calming it, his eyes full. It's unspeakable gentleness.

"Ah, William, can you help me, and take those poisonous snakes in my house-it seems to like poisonous creatures more."

‘It’s like feeding cats. If you don’t have enough cat food, you have to add freeze-dried stuff...’

While whispering, William went back and used magic to pick up the barrel of deadly miserable poisonous snakes.

But Hagrid is obviously professional in this respect. With the addition of the Viper, Thunderbird's eyes at William have become more gentle-how many people can refuse to add chicken legs to their bowl?

"It seems to like you a bit, William."

Hagrid happily opened the wine, trying to see if it liked it or not, and then added, "It's good to be here at noon these days. It will definitely be happy to help you do what you want to do before school starts."

"That would be great-school hasn't been long since I haven't collected enough materials for the potion."

"Need the raw materials of the forbidden forest. The horses have recently picked a lot of herbs. According to the agreement with the school, they will hand in 30% to the school, and then sell the rest through the school. I think you should be interested."

"Forbidden forest herbs?"

The wild herbs are likely to be better than those grown in the greenhouse. They are also considered as one of the economic incomes of the horses living in the forbidden forest. William must be interested-he is going to cook the first pot of blessings. All preparations must be done well. Wild herbs are effective. As long as they are handled properly, the failure rate should be lower.

"Well, they started selling again this year. Last year, because of Sirius’s escape from prison, they decided to temporarily accumulate herbs in order to keep enough potions in the chaos. Dumbledore generously agreed to exempt them from what they were supposed to pay last year. Part, the result..."

Hagrid snorted and gave the bottle of spirits to Thunderbird~www.NovelMTL.com~ There were too many herbs this year, but they couldn't sell for a good price...really. "

He was responsible for the sale and purchase and collecting part of Hogsmeade's rent, and he was quite clear about this account.

"After all, the wizarding society is still not so friendly to the horse people...what really happened, they can't buy herbs."

"Yes," Hagrid shook his head, "otherwise I won't help them talk to Dumbledore about the excessive request."

"You will like those herbs. Snape used to choose arbitrarily. This year he is still on vacation."

Hagrid happily, smiling very happily. He and Harry have a good relationship now, which caused him and Snape to have a normal relationship...

Then William was stupid in place.

On vacation?

Huh... holiday...

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