From Hogwarts to Strixhaven

When Avi saw Professor Celtbbin, he was mixed with a group of furry puppies.

These puppies have white hair with water, with brown, yellow and black plaques, which look very smart.

"Swallowtail dog cubs!" Professor Celtbbin introduced, "They are less than a month, but they are very vibrant, right? The first lesson in the third grade this year is them."

Avi squatted down to check these furry little guys. Their short tails did have a split, just like wearing a swallow tail. In order not to attract the attention of Muggles, the Ministry of Magic requires breeders to cut half of the tail with painless cutting spells from painless cutting spells to 6 to 8 weeks.

However, there is no Muggle life around Hogwarts and Hogmod, so these puppies can retain their original characteristics. The body size of the Tyranian dog is generally about 40 cm high, which belongs to small and medium -sized dogs. Although there is no deterrent, it is actually a very fierce magical animal. They are very friendly to the wizard, but they are extremely brutal to Muggle.

"Very energetic." Ai Wei scratched the dog's chin, and then avoided their too close -hearted tongue. Compared to animals with various plaques on his body, Avi likes solid and special hair. He "protected" a few special furry animals from the forbidden forest more than a hundred years ago.

"I'm afraid I will retire for a while." Although it was complaining, Professor Celtbbeh was always filled with a smile on his face.

"Haha ... with these furry little cuteness with me, no matter how long I will continue to stay in Hogwarts!" Hagrid laughed twice, mysterious mysteriously to Professor Celtbbeh Beside, saying with the voice that anyone can hear, "Tell you a secret, maybe we can soon be able to raise a dragon in Hogwarts soon!"

"Really?" Professor Celtbbin almost jumped.

"Avi has made a lot of strength for this!" Hagrid was also very happy to share secrets.

"That's great! It seems that I will quickly get the procedures for breeding the Kamala Beast ..." Professor Celtics muttered. More special baby! "

As soon as I talked about the magical animal hybrid cultivation, Hagrid's excitement was almost overflowing, especially after being far away from those "little cute" for several months.

So the topic of the two people gradually deviates from what kind of magical animals to be the most cute. The sharp claws cannot be missing. Dore.

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Recently, the castle is more furry. Professor Celtics.

Harry has long been determined that this academic year must be avoided by Lohart. But he immediately discovered that the person who needed him to avoid was not only one of Lahart.

He believes that Colin Crivi has memorized all the tables, because Harry seems to have "encountered" with Colin several times a day. It seems that for him, playing a few greetings with the famous Harry Potter is the most memorable thing in the world.

No matter how helpless or angry the Harry answered tone, it can't shake Colin's determination. This kind of courage to anger idols is so much of Gryfin!

But the preparatory members of another "Harry Potter Club" were not so courageous.

Whether it is on the way to class, or the entrance door of the herbal class, or the long table where Gryffindor gathers together, Harry can often feel a cold look.

But when he couldn't help but look back, he always could only see a touch of bright red disappear in his vision. That was Ron's sister, Ginny, a shy girl, Harry has hardly seen her face. In his impression, the red villain seemed to have to turn around as soon as he appeared, and he had a fight with her senior Nawee Rondon.

In addition to these two low -grade students and sisters at the Gryffindor College, there is another classmate who has a headache for him -that is his deadly opposite Malfoy.

Malfo is keen to find Harry's stubble in various ways. This year's Malfoy seems to be even more intensified.

On the first Saturday after school, Gryffindor's Captain Captain Oliver Woodwood picked his team members from the bed.

"Kui Diqi Training!"

So Harry opened his sleepy eyes, wore a crooked jacket and cloak, and stepped on the morning dew to the Quididic Stadium.

He is fortunate that the companions of the Kaidi team are yawned like him.

There are warm air in the locker room under the stands, so Harry's upper and lower eyelids are like a heavy lead.

"Pap!"

Harry struggled to open a seam. He saw Wood set up a large schematic diagram and pointed at the lines, arrows, and forks of the various colors above with a wand.

Wood's spirit is great, it is likely to be the only person in the locker room that is still awake: "Okay! Before the official start training, I want to say a few words."

It's going to play.

Harry told himself and made his best to make the gaps in his eyes larger.

Then he soon found out that he was outrageous. Wood began a long explanation in a large schematic diagram. Harry only heard one thing -Wood's tactics spent a whole summer vacation.

Really a Kui Diqi lunatic.

Wood's passionate voice is comparable to Professor Binns's, who teaches the History of Magic, and perhaps even better at making Harry fall asleep.

"... That's about it!" Wood tapped the diagram with his wand, and Harry sat up straight. "Do you have any questions?"

One of the Weasley twins raised his hand: "Oliver, why didn't you tell us when we were all awake?" Wood was not very happy.

"Although everyone says," Wood said with a gloomy face, "we lost bravely last school year, but I know no one really wants to see Slytherin win the Quidditch Cup again. Besides, I have a little news that Slytherin's coach last year, the first-year Ivy Doom, is actually going to participate in O.W.L.s this year!"

"He's only a first-year! This is impossible!" Fred shouted in surprise.

Alia Spinnet and her good friend Angelina Johnson also talked about it.

"No matter what method he used, Professor McGonagall told me this in person!" Wood raised his voice and stopped the team members from discussing, "This means that our biggest enemy this year, Slytherin, is missing a crucial piece of the puzzle!"

No wonder I haven't seen Ivy for several days. It turns out that he is preparing for O.W.L.s.

Harry remembered the stories Ivy told him last school year, about how he went to school at Hogwarts more than a hundred years ago while preventing the goblin rebellion.

At that time, Ivy said that he was a fifth-year student, had the right to attend classes freely, often traveled through various corners of the Forbidden Forest, and rescued one magical animal after another from illegal poaching dark wizards, but was sealed in a crystal when he was about to take the O.W.L.s exam.

More than a hundred years have passed, and the content of the O.W.L.s exam must have changed a lot. Although he has only been in the magic world for more than a year, Harry has already known the importance of obtaining O.W.L.s certificates, because Percy from the Weasley family has received a total of twelve! Even Fred and George, who never paid much attention to their grades, felt that they had to get enough certificates.

May God bless... No, I am a wizard.

Harry thought.

May Merlin bless Ivy.

He felt a little disappointed, but also felt relieved.

"We have a chance!" Oliver Wood persuaded, "Everyone knows what Slytherin is like. They always have arrogance written on their faces. Winning the Quidditch Cup last year will only make them arrogant and neglect training. Think about their expressions after losing the game!"

Which Gryffindor doesn't have a few Slytherin opponents?

These boys and girls who are still in adolescence were immediately bewitched by Wood's words.

"Let's do a big fight!" Wood waved his arm, and everyone immediately went to the Quidditch field in high spirits. Although they hadn't eaten breakfast yet, courage had become their spiritual food.

"Good morning! The famous Scarhead Potter!" What greeted them was not the sunshine or the morning breeze, but the Slytherin Quidditch players riding on their brooms to greet them.

Harry was surprised to see Malfoy sitting on a shiny Nimbus 2001, and he could hardly speak.

"Ivy is not playing this year, so I volunteered to teach you a lesson!" Malfoy announced proudly.

"I hope your skills are not as ugly as your body odor." Harry retorted subconsciously.

Malfoy fell to the ground with a livid face, and the other Slytherin players also stopped.

"What's going on? Malfoy?" Marcus Flint asked.

"Someone broke into the Quidditch field!" Malfoy shouted.

"'Break'?" Wood roared, "This is our training time, we got up early! You'd better get out now!"

"Your training time?" Flint, who was as burly as a giant, fell to the ground, "Why do I see that you are the last group to arrive?"

"We just went to the locker room to discuss tactics!" Wood was not willing to be outdone and confronted Flint, "So you shamelessly stole our venue!"

No mistake, one sentence, one content, one content, one book, one bar!

"We got permission." Flint smiled cunningly, "Professor Snape's note. I, Professor Severus Snape, allow the Slytherin team to enter the Quidditch field for training and train their new seeker. So, where is your note?"

Obviously Wood didn't have the habit of asking Professor McGonagall for a note. His chest was heaving violently, and he was simply furious.

"This place is big, Captain Wood." Flint deliberately dragged out his voice. "The magnanimous Slytherin team is willing to give half of the Quidditch field to you Gryffindor team just like sharing the House Cup. Shouldn't you say thank you?"

The laughter of the Slytherin players resounded throughout the field, and the other five troll-sized players also fell from the air, looking at the Gryffindor players with malicious eyes.

"Don't be fooled, Wood!" Angelina whispered worriedly, "He wants to spy on your tactics!"

"Oh! If you need to consider the confidentiality of tactics, then I'm afraid we can only enjoy this open space alone." Flint's smile became bigger and bigger, and Wood became more and more angry.

He roared angrily and hit Flint's chin.

However, Flint just grinned and fought with Wood.

"Fred! George! Help!" Angelina screamed.

"But we promised Professor McGonagall that we would never deduct points from Gryffindor!" Fred also shouted.

"Broom!" George took something out of his pocket and threw it on the other Slytherin members, and a foul smell spread immediately.

Before they could react, George rode on his Crosssweeper 5 and flew into the sky: "Come and chase me! Idiot!"

"Good job!" Fred shouted to his brother and rode on the broom, "Go tell Professor McGonagall! Harry!"

Although Harry didn't want to be a deserter, comparing the strength of both sides would show that they were definitely not the opponents of the six Slytherin trolls, not to mention that these trolls were trained by Ivy.

"You are really good at running away! Scarhead!" Malfoy also followed on the Nimbus 2001.

Harry ignored him and rode his broom into the castle courtyard.

Fortunately, the professors had just finished breakfast and were about to take a walk in the fourth greenhouse newly opened by Professor Sprout to breathe some fresh air.

"Mr. Potter, what's going on..." Before Professor McGonagall could get angry, Harry jumped off his broom.

"Wood and Flint are fighting! Right on the Quidditch field!" Harry said.

"They started it!" Malfoy also shouted at the professors, and Harry realized that Snape was also in the crowd.

"I can handle it!" Lockhart, who was like a blue peacock, shouted, "It's just a little student dispute, just a simple smile..."

"Thank you, Professor Lockhart. But I'm afraid Severus and I are their deans." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and said impatiently.

"Excuse me, Severus." Professor McGonagall said after walking two steps, and Professor Snape showed Harry a sinister smile and followed the pace of the vice-president.

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Harry sat on the steps outside Professor McGonagall's office, lowered his head and sighed melancholy. Because the report was timely, he didn't have to go in with them to be criticized, but he would rather stay in there himself.

This semester has just started, but Harry seems to have already had a bad luck.

Harry felt his hands were wet, as if something sticky had passed through them.

He looked up and saw a dark shadow squatting in front of him.

Harry was startled and adjusted his glasses with his hand, only to find that the shadow in front of him was a big black dog. There was not a single stray hair on its body, and its two bright black eyes stared at Harry.

Seeing that Harry did not move, the big black dog touched his hand with its wet nose again.

Harry carefully touched the big black dog's fur and asked, "I have never seen you in Hogwarts. Who is your master?"

The big black dog obediently leaned over and buried its head in Harry's chest. The hot air it exhaled made Harry itchy, and he couldn't help laughing.

"So good." Harry scratched the black dog's ears, and fumbled around for a while. Finally, he realized with the protest of his stomach that he hadn't eaten anything since he got up.

"When my friends come out, let's go to the cafeteria together, okay?" Harry asked.

"Harry?" A voice sounded from behind. Harry turned around and saw Hermione. "Who are you talking to?"

"A dog." Harry said briskly. Gryffindor didn't deduct points for him today, which gave him more confidence when facing Hermione.

"Dogs are not allowed in school." Hermione frowned and began to recite the school rules again.

She came down the stairs and stood in front of Harry: "Where is the dog you mentioned?"

Harry looked around the corridor for a while, but found nothing.