Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

Before he could understand what was going on, a huge black monster rushed towards him.

It was Hagrid's huge hound Fang Fang, who whined and threw Ai Wen on the grass, licking his face.

"Don't be like this, Yaya..." Ivan struggled to stand up.

Leading it to the side of the hut, Hagrid was busy in front of a large pile of shaking boxes.

There was a strange rattling sound inside, as well as the explosion that Ivan had just heard.

"You're here, Ivan!" Hagrid said happily, "Come and take a look at these snails, Harry and the others like them very much."

Immediately, Ivan knew what Ron said, a group of pets that could burn, sting, and bite.

They were a large school of snails that looked exactly like deformed and shelled lobsters.

It was gray and sticky, and it looked terrible, with many feet sticking out in all directions, and it was impossible to see where the head was.

There were about a hundred of them in each box, each about six inches long, and they crawled on top of each other.

They bumped dazedly against the walls of the box, and there was a very strong smell of rotten fish and shrimp.

Every now and then a few sparks would shoot off the tail of a snail, and with a soft snap the snail would be pushed forward a few inches.

Disgusting, these things are simply monsters, not much worse than the guy Ivan saw in Keresis' memory.

Chapter 527 The Annihilated Temple

"How about it, Ivan?! Harry, Ron, and Hermione like them very much, they just hatched!" Hagrid said proudly, "I've thought about it, you can raise them yourself this semester Big, we can do a big project!"

Judging from the expressions and tone of Harry and Ron just now, Ivan doubted that they would really like these fried-tailed snails.

The three of them said that just because they didn't want to upset Hagrid.

"How did you get these snails here?" Ivan leaned over and looked at the group of snails in the box. The tail of a snail suddenly exploded, and sparks were shot out with a bang, splashing everywhere. Backing away, he frowned and said, "This should be a new kind of magical animal. I've never seen it in any book."

"That's right, it's a new species, the offspring of a hybrid between a manticore and a fire crab. I named them Blast-tailed snails. These little guys are cute, aren't they?!" Hagrid waved his hand. , seems to be very happy that Aiwen will ask, "You know, this is not easy. Manticores hardly let any creatures get close. It is even more difficult to get them to cooperate to give birth to offspring. My summer vacation probably It took more than 60 fire crabs to make it work."

It's hard to imagine how Hagrid did it.

While all the wizards went to watch the Quidditch World Cup, one man guarded a manticore and a group of fire crabs.

Exhausted all means to make them interbreed and give birth to offspring...

These snails are not cute, they're scary, and things are going horribly wrong!

Breeding new species of magical creatures has been prohibited since the Prohibition of Experimentation on Animal Breeding.

It is illegal for Hagrid to be closely monitored by the Department of Magical Creatures Regulation and Control of the Ministry of Magic.

Seeing his happy look, it is estimated that even if Ivan told him this, he would not care.

Hagrid was now completely immersed in the joy of getting the snails, and only thought about how to raise them.

With the right food, these dangerous snails can grow quickly and become a hazard to all living things around them.

They have completely inherited certain features of the Manticore and Fire Crab, and are even more dangerous.

Of course, this wasn't a problem for Hagrid at all.

Thinking about his past experience, no matter whether it is a fire dragon, a giant three-headed dog or an acromantula, none of them are much safer than a fried-tailed snail.

In Hagrid's eyes, they were all cute babies.

In the last semester, Aiwen almost killed all the giant spiders in the Forbidden Forest.

Affected by the eyeball monsters, they become more evil, and their bodies begin to grow deformed, becoming purer dark creatures.

But Ivan let go of Aragog and gave it to Hagrid.

Without the power of the evil god, this old spider couldn't live for long.

During this period of time, Hagrid has been busy taking care of the severely injured Aragog, and has no energy to think about other things.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Aragog's health improved, he produced a lot of potentially more dangerous snails!

Ivan sighed, gave up his efforts to persuade Hagrid, and turned his attention to the manticore he just mentioned.

"Where did you find the manticore?" Aiwen asked, "This magical animal is very rare."

A manticore is a magical creature with the head of a man, the body of a lion and the tail of a scorpion.

To describe it more accurately, it should be a monster with a red lion's body, a human face, human ears and blue eyes.

There are three rows of sharp teeth on each of the upper and lower jaws, and the tail has a deadly stinger like a scorpion, and these stingers can be launched in any direction.

This magical animal is native to Greece. It is very rare and extremely dangerous. It is one of the most dangerous magical animals known.

A manticore's hide repels nearly all known spells, making it extremely difficult to magically manipulate.

It is an empathetic creature, possessing a superb capacity for speech, but cannot be classified as human because of its violent nature.

There is such a record in the history of magic that a manticore once killed [-] muggles and used them as food.

In Old Persian, it is therefore called "Manticore", that is, "Man-eater"!

This terrible evil monster is regarded by Muggles as a symbol of tyranny, contempt and jealousy.

In the wizarding world, they are magical animals created by ancient wizards to guard treasures.

Manticores are becoming increasingly rare as the remains of ancient wizards are being explored and excavated.

It was last reliably recorded in 1926.

A manticore maimed a man, but was let go because no one dared to approach it.

Since then, the wizarding world has never seen a manticore again.

Therefore, Hagrid said that these fried-tailed snails were symbols of manticores and fire crabs, which surprised Aiwen.

He didn't know, where did Hagrid find a manticore? !

"In the swamp deep in the Forbidden Forest, there's one!" Hagrid said, standing up. "That's its territory, and no other creature dares to approach it. Except for prey, that guy never leaves too far, it seems Guard something."

A swamp deep in the Forbidden Forest?

Aiwen still remembers that swamp, where 800 years ago, Ugt, the greatest warrior of the Centaur tribe ever discovered a huge ruin buried in mud, which was an ancient and mysterious huge temple.

The upper part is covered by thick swampland, and the interior is a wide and quiet rotunda.

There are many magical plants growing quietly inside, and the marble walls are engraved with complex magic symbols and ancient runes.

There are various patterns and magic patterns on the floor, just like the top of the Moon Temple, but it is a pity to absorb the power of natural stars.

At the speed of Ugt the centaur, he would have to gallop forward for more than 20 minutes in this empty hall before reaching the center.

There, there are terrifying statues that can summon the terrifying evil gods to the real world.

The manticore mentioned by Hagrid might have been used to guard the sunken temple. Thinking of this, Aiwen suddenly thought of going there to take a look. There might be something related to the evil god left in that place. .

Especially since the statue of the evil god is in the hands of Voldemort, this kind of investigation is even more necessary.

The temple was buried beneath the swampy silt, undiscovered by wizards and the Ministry of Magic.

Only Ugert had been there 800 years ago, and that place may not have been destroyed, so it is worth exploring.

In addition to the evil gods, the ancient warlocks may have left other treasures.

Even if there is nothing, just because it is a relic left by ancient warlocks, it is worth Ai Wen's admiration.

Chapter 528 Another Year of Death Prophecy

Next, Hagrid told Ivan a lot about cultivating fried-tailed snails.

They now need to figure out what snails like to eat, which is the main task of Care of Fantastic Creatures class this term.

In the morning class, Hagrid had everyone experiment with ant eggs, frog livers, and green snakes.

But it didn't seem right, the snails didn't like to eat these things, so Hagrid changed a few more varieties.

Aiwen couldn't help but suspect that this matter was meaningless, because these fried-tailed snails seemed to have no mouths at all.

After more than 20 minutes, the students gathered next to Hagrid's cabin one after another.

There is no doubt that for the little wizards of the third grade who came to the protection of magical animals class in the first part of life with great expectations, after seeing these terrifying snails, their hearts were so devastated. consternation and disappointment.

They repeatedly checked with Hagrid that he wasn't joking with everyone anymore? !

Last year's Hippogriff was a lot better than this one, even without the fun magical animals like Nifflers and Unicorns.

At the very least, everyone can ride them into the sky and go around the castle, which sounds very cool.

But facing these snails, the little wizard felt nothing but nausea.

Needless to say, this was simply the worst course of the year.

Colin accidentally burned his finger while feeding, and he never dared to approach these guys again.

Hagrid didn't notice everyone's dissatisfaction and complaints. Instead, he enthusiastically shared his new discovery with everyone, "Pay attention to the sharp points on these snails. I guess those thorny ones are males, and the females They have sucker-like things on their bellies. Yeah, I think they probably suck blood."

Yeah, in addition to being able to explode and bite people, these snails also suck blood, which is indeed a remarkable discovery.

Among all the little wizards, the only one who is happy may be Luna.

She seemed to think that these snails bred by Hagrid were very interesting, and asked a lot of detailed questions.

This made Hagrid very happy and gave Ravenclaw five points.

This class was taught by Gryffindor and Ravenclaw together. I haven't seen it for a holiday. Luna is the same as before, not much changed.

The girl's waist-length blond hair has grown a bit longer, and the ethereal aura that emanates from around her body from time to time is also stronger than before.

Although she is very beautiful, she is a rare beauty, but it is difficult for people to feel close to her.

Around Luna's neck she wore a necklace of butterbeer corks, and in her ears hung carrot earrings.

She brought Ivan the latest issue of "The Quibbler" and told him that there was the latest research on resisting monsters.

Luna didn't go to the World Cup this holiday, but followed her father to travel to Sweden with the money earned from publishing Ivan's articles in "The Quibbler", looking for the hairy-nosed monster along the way.

If there is only one person in the school who is indifferent to Ivan's tyrannical performance in the Quidditch World Cup, it is probably Luna.

She didn't seem to feel that there was anything surprising about this matter.

In his opinion, Ivan has always been strong, there is no doubt about this.

While waiting for the class to end, everyone returned to the castle with their tired bodies and heavy hearts.

Everyone is lucky to be free of those snails.

While having dinner, Hermione briefly talked to Ivan about her current progress in protecting the rights of house elves. She wrote an article calling on wizards to pay attention to the legal rights of elves and mailed it to Professor Lupine.

Then, she also told Ivan that she was going to actually do something for the house elves.

Before Ivan could figure out what was going on, she hurriedly finished her dinner and went to the library to search for information.

As for Harry and Ron, they were in the same bad mood as third-year wizards in the shadow of the snails.

Not surprisingly, Professor Trelawney predicted Harry's death again.

This time, she said that when Harry was born, he was under the ominous influence of Saturn, so he was so unlucky.

She told everyone that the movement of the planets and the mysterious signs they show can only be understood by those who know the rules of the dance steps of the sky.

To put it simply, it is very reasonable to use planets to predict fate.

This sounds a bit like what the centaurs said, a sign from the sky.

According to the changes in the positions of the stars, Professor Trelawney could see that the days ahead of Harry would be full of hardships, very difficult, and that what Harry feared would indeed come, and sooner than he had imagined.

It made sense that Harry was worrying about Voldemort because of those dreams.

But if you think about it carefully, this kind of thing should be predictable without prediction. Professor Trelawney is simply scaring him.

They then spend hours filling out a complex circular chart.

They have to fill it in with their planetary positions at birth, which is tedious work.

It required a lot of tedious time and angle calculations, and in Harry and Ron's view, it was a waste of time.

As for the second day, third year Divination first, it was just as bad as Hagrid's Care of Magical Creatures.

The layout of the divination classroom was the same as Ivan remembered, the curtains were tightly drawn, and many lamps were lit in the circular room, all of which were covered with scarves and shawls, making the whole room shrouded in a hazy atmosphere. in the red light.

There was a familiar sweet smell from the fire, and the room was a mess of calico seats and futons.