A Hogwarts dissertation guide

"I'm not sure if they're hibernating," Hagrid told his classmates shivering in the pumpkin patch during Care of Magical Creatures. "We might as well try it and see if they want to tie their feet... Let's put them They settle in these boxes..."

There were now only ten Blast-Ended Skrewts left, and it was clear that their desire to kill each other had not been completely eradicated.Today they are nearly six feet long each.Their thick gray protective coating, their powerful swinging legs, their exploding, fire-breathing tails, their spines and suckers all combine to make the Blast-Ended Skrewts the Hogwarts students. The most disgusting thing ever seen.The students looked listlessly at the big box Hagrid brought out, which was filled with pillows and fluffy blankets.

There is no doubt that the Explosive-tailed Skrewt will not like these at all, just like when he sent away Norbert, the Norwegian Spinosaurus, Hagrid stuffed a doll in the box, which he thought was Norbert's favorite. The toy, but before it left Hogwarts, its head was torn into pieces by Norbert.

"Let's lead them in," said Hagrid, "and put the lid back on, and see what happens."

As a result, they discovered that the snails did not hibernate at all and did not like being stuffed into pillow-lined boxes and covered with lids.Soon Hagrid was shouting, "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous!"

Because the Blast-Ended Skrewts were rampaging in the pumpkin patch, which was already strewn with smoking crate fragments, most of the students had already escaped into Hagrid's hut through the back door and locked themselves in.

Hermione, Harry, and Ron stayed outside with some other classmates to help Hagrid.They worked together and finally subdued nine blast-ended snails and tied them up, but they also paid a heavy price, suffering numerous burns and scratches on their bodies.

(Harry and Hermione swore to Hagrid and Ron that they had never received such tragic wounds even when fighting the fire dragon. Ron agreed with this, but Hagrid lowered his head in shame.)

In the end, only one squid remained.

"Hey! Don't scare it!" Hagrid shouted when Harry and Ron used their wands to spray sparks at the snails - the snails were approaching them fiercely, and the spines on their backs were arched and trembling slightly. - "Tie its stinger with a rope, so it won't hurt other snails!"

"Yes, we don't want this to happen!" Ron yelled angrily, as he and Harry retreated under the wall of Hagrid's hut, still using the sparks of their wands to prevent the Explosive-Ended Skrewts from approaching.

"Okay, okay, okay...it does look like fun."

Rita Skeeter leaned against the fence in Hagrid's vegetable garden and watched the drama.She was wearing a thick magenta gown today with a purple suede collar, and the crocodile handbag dangled from her arm.

The Blast-Ended Skrewt cornered Harry and Ron, and Hagrid rushed over to crush it, subduing it.A ball of flame shot out from behind its tail, scorching the pumpkin seedlings next to it.

"Who are you?" Hagrid asked Rita Skeeter, slipping a noose over the snail's spine and fastening it.

"My name is Rita Skeeter, a reporter for the Daily Prophet." Rita replied, looking at Hagrid with a smile on her face, her gold teeth shining in her mouth.

"It seems that Dumbledore does not allow outside reporters to enter the school?" Hagrid said with a slight frown, while turning over and getting off the slightly deformed blast-ended snail, dragging it towards its companions.

Rita didn't seem to hear Hagrid at all.

"What are these charming animals called?" she asked, her smile widening.

"Skreck," Hagrid replied gruffly.

"Really?" Rita said, interested. "I've never heard of it before . . . Where did you get them?"

Harry noticed that Hagrid's face was flushed, even though he was dressed up carefully, he could not hide the blush on his face.

But these words obviously made Hermione and Harry realize a very serious question: Where did Hagrid get these Blast-Ended Skrewts?It's obviously not a serious way, and it might involve smuggling and dark wizards.

Hermione had no choice but to change the subject quickly and said quickly: "They are interesting, aren't they? You tell me, Harry, aren't they?"

"What? Oh, yeah... Ouch... that's interesting." Harry faltered after being stepped on by Hermione.

"Miss Granger!" Rita exclaimed in a low voice, "Just now I was reviewing your wonderful performance in the first competition. It was so admirable."

"Oh, thank you." Hermione said a little unnaturally. She thought Rita's description of her in the report was somewhat distorted: she described Hermione so beautifully that it was not like her at all, which made her Somewhat embarrassed.

"So, you like Care of Magical Creatures very much, right? Is it your favorite class?" Rita turned to ask, and the second part of the sentence was directed to Hermione and Harry.

"Yes," Harry said unequivocally, and Hagrid looked at him with a smile on his face.

Rita's eyes turned to Hermione.

"Oh, of course, I like it too." Hermione said helplessly.

"That's great." Rita said, "That's great. How long have you been teaching? I wonder if you would like to be interviewed? Would you like to share with readers your experience in protecting magical creatures?" She asked Hagrid again.

Harry noticed that she was looking towards Dean (who had an ugly gash on half his cheek), Lavender (whose robes had a large burnt area), and Seamus (who was nursing several burnt strands). finger), and then her eyes moved to the window of the hut, where most of the classmates stood with their noses pressed against the glass to see if the danger had passed.

"Of course it's no problem. I'm just in my second year of teaching," Hagrid said. "Thanks to the help of the professors, otherwise I would really be at a loss."

"The professors also know about this... You use such... interesting little animals as class content?" Rita's eyes flickered, staring at the Explosive-Ended Skrewt in the box with interest. "By the way, what are they called?"

"Blast-tailed skrewt," Hagrid said kindly and enthusiastically, "well - actually, the teachers gave me a lot of advice. Of course, Edward once suggested that I continue to use unicorns as content in my classes, but I think it should be Let students continue looking at different magical creatures.”

"Edward...? Mr. Lumple?" Rita hesitated for a moment, then asked.

"Yes, Edward, he helped me a lot," Hagrid said happily, while laboriously placing the box containing the Blast-Ended Skrewts.