HP Magic Biography

In fact, there was nothing around, and most of the people stopped and looked at Hagrid in bewilderment.

Ron was still staring around the woods, and after a few seconds he asked Harry in a low voice, Why doesn't Hagrid stop shouting?

Only then did Fan Lin realize that some things cannot be observed with the eyes, because they will deceive you, just like invisible beasts, maybe Hagrid has prepared some amazing things.

Yeqi?

Fan Lin looked at Hagrid with some surprise. He could spot these guys, but Harry couldn't see them clearly. After all, it was just a magical perception.

However, not everyone has this ability, just like Ron, until now Ron didn't understand what happened.

In fact, Harry felt a pang of relief. At least it was proof that he wasn't fantasizing about the creatures, that they were real: Hagrid knew of them as well as Valin and Luna.

And most of the classmates had the same expression as Ron: confused and nervously expecting, they were still looking around but couldn't notice the horse that was only a few feet away from them.

Apart from Harry and Valling, only two other people seemed to be able to see them: a slender Slytherin boy standing behind Goyle was watching the horse feed with a look of disgust on his face; And Neville, his eyes following the long black ponytail.

Oh, here's another one! said Hagrid proudly, as a second black horse emerged from the dark woods, folded its leathery wings close to his body, lowered its head and gorged itself.

Now... put your hands up, who can see?

Harry held up his hand, very glad he was finally about to learn the secrets about these horses. Hagrid nodded at him.

Yes... yes, I know you can see that, Harry, he said gravely. You can too, Neville, right? And Fanlin...you...

Oh, I can see it too. Fan Lin nodded as a matter of course.

Okay, then...

Excuse me, Malfoy said sarcastically, what are we supposed to be watching?

In answer, Hagrid pointed to the dead cow on the ground. The whole class stared for a few seconds, then some gasped in surprise, and Attila screamed softly. Harry knew why: chunks of flesh and blood fell off the bones as if naturally, and then disappeared into thin air, which looked strange indeed.

What's here? Attila asked fearfully, hiding behind the nearest tree. What's eating meat?

Yeki! Hagrid said proudly, and Hermione let out a soft cry over Harry's shoulder, Oh! to express her understanding.

There's a huge crowd here at Hogwarts. Now, who knows...?

But they are very, very inauspicious! interrupted Attila, looking wary. They bring all kinds of bad luck to whoever sees them. Professor Traunie once told me—

No, no, no, Hagrid chuckled, That's just superstition, the truth is, they're not unlucky, they're very smart and useful! Of course, they don't have many jobs, their main job is to pull the school Carriages, and when Dumbledore doesn't want to go to a faraway place himself...here's another pair, look...

Hagrid was very happy, and he smiled like a child weighing more than 400 pounds.

Two more horses came out of the woods quietly, and one of them passed very close to Attila. Trembling, she drew herself closer to the stump and said, I think I feel something, I think it is very close to me. close!

Don't worry, she won't hurt you, said Hagrid patiently. Well, now who can tell me why some people can see and others can't?

Of course,

Hermione raised her hand.

Go ahead, said Hagrid, smiling.

The only person who can see Ye Qi, she said, is the one who has seen death.

Exactly, said Hagrid gravely, Ten points for Grimm.

So, who else knows about Ye Qi's other things? Hagrid asked loudly.

They still have a good sense of direction, just need to tell them the location. Fan Lin returned.

That's exactly the case. In fact, in Fan Lin's view, Ye Qi is more like a pieced together creature, with the head of a dragon, a body like a horse, a pair of bat-like wings, silver-white eyes, and no pupils. .

Speaking of it, Ye Qi is also a kind of Pegasus, which is easier to understand. Ye Qi's close relatives are those rune horses that pull carts for Beauxbatons. Only those who truly understand death can see the Thestrals.

Their shape is somewhat similar to reptiles, with a huge black horse body, no flesh at all, the black fur is tightly attached to the bones, and the bones are clearly visible. It can be said that they are skinny, at least, in Hogwarts This is what life looks like, like a winged skeletal warhorse, with wings sprouting from the hump between the shoulder bones.

There is a superstition among wizards that thestrals are unlucky animals that will bring terrible disasters to those who see them.

In fact, they are very useful, Ye Qi's sense of direction is amazing, just tell them the destination, no matter where you are, they will send you to the place you want to go, and Ye Qi is also a perfect mount, not a rune The horse is unruly and unruly, Ye Qi's temperament is more docile, easy to tame, and very easy to find.

Ye Qi would gather together when she smelled blood.

Most importantly, Ye Qi's tail hair is also a kind of extremely precious wand core. They are inseparable from death, and they seem to be able to bring a special power to the wand.

However, because of Ye Qi's nature, few people can see it, especially now.

It is not difficult to find Ye Qi, all you need is a keen perception of magic power, and naturally, you can feel the mysterious energy that lingers.

However, this is also the case, keen perception seems to be a luxury, more, what is needed is death, so in the mouth of some prophets, Ye Qi has become the embodiment of death, superstitious people think that this kind of creature is very bad Auspicious, it will bring all terrible disasters to those who see them, and it is a bad omen.

Just like the black dog.

I saw something ominous in your teacup... Fan Lin suddenly thought of the first class that Professor Trauni gave them in the third grade. It was definitely a big wave of death announcements. A lot of people lived there. If Professor McGonagall hadn't stood up, I believe Professor Traunie would have been able to bluff for a longer time.