I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Ron looked at Hermione sheepishly and didn't say anything, just looking at her.

"I'll ask Hannah for some later. She asked for a lot. I think it won't be a big deal to give you a little." Hermione was frightened by his stare and said hurriedly.

"I knew you were the best." Ron got what he wanted and smiled happily.

Across the lawn, Hagrid's hut is right in front of you.At this time, he was standing outside the door of the cabin, one hand holding the collar of his huge hunting dog, Yaya.

There were several open wooden boxes on the ground at his feet. Yaya moaned and struggled hard at the collar, apparently wanting to carefully investigate the contents of the boxes.

As Orlando and the others approached, a strange "click-click" sound came to his ears, and occasionally there were faint explosions.

"Good morning!" Hagrid said, smiling at Orlando, Harry, Ron and Hermione. "It's best to wait for the Slytherin classmates. They definitely don't want to miss this - my latest breeding. Blast-tailed skrewt.”

"Can I open it and take a look?" Orlando, a brave artist, asked curiously.

"Okay, but don't touch them with your hands, they're a bit, uh, grumpy." Hagrid opened the box as he spoke.

Orlando took a closer look. Although he was prepared, he was still shocked.Damn it, this smell is so bad, it’s like a biological weapon!He quickly held his breath and pulled Hermione down behind him. The students who gathered around him were caught by the smoke unpreparedly, and some of them vomited on the spot.

"That's disgusting." Lavender Brown screamed and jumped back.

The word "disgusting" just summed up Orlando's impression of this kind of blast-ended snail. He hurriedly pulled Hermione back a few steps, then took out his wand and created a gust of wind to blow the smell away.

These snails looked like deformed giant lobsters with their shells removed. They were white, gray, and slimy, and looked very scary. Many of their legs were sticking out in random directions, and their heads were nowhere to be seen.

There were about 100 of them in each box, each one about six inches long. They were stacked on top of each other, crawling around, and bumping against the walls of the box in a daze.

They also emit a very strong smell of fish and rotten shrimp.Every now and then, a few sparks would shoot out from the tail of a snail, and with a soft pop, the snail would advance a few inches.

Hagrid didn't seem to be able to smell the stench, or he might have been used to it. He waved his big hands and said proudly: "You can raise them yourself when they are just hatched, and we can start a big project."

"Why should we raise them?" A cold voice came from behind, and Orlando knew who they were without having to guess.

The Slytherin students are here, and the one who just spoke was Draco Malfoy.His two lackeys, Crabbe and Goyle, chuckled in appreciation of his words.

Hagrid seemed stumped by the question.

"I mean, what can they do?" Malfoy asked, "What are they used for?"

Hagrid opened his mouth and seemed to be thinking hard.After a pause for a few seconds, he said gruffly: "That's for the next lesson, Malfoy. You just feed them today. Okay, you're going to try feeding them a few different things - - I have never raised them before, and I am not sure what they like to eat - I prepared ant eggs, frog livers and green snakes - try a little of each to see if they eat it."

Malfoy wanted to say something sarcastic, but Orlando coughed at the right time, "This is class Malfoy, watch your words."

As he spoke, Orlando took the initiative to grab a handful of green snakes and threw them into the box.Following his demonstration, other students stepped forward and tried to feed the snails.

"First it was the pus from the Bobo tuber, and now this." Seamus muttered, imitating Orlando, twisting up a small snake and throwing it in.

Harry and Ron followed closely, covering their noses. Out of their deep affection for Hagrid, they grabbed a handful of greasy frog livers and put them in the box to lure the squid.Harry couldn't help but wonder if the whole thing was pointless, as the squid didn't seem to have a mouth at all.

"Ouch." About 10 minutes later, Dean Thomas screamed, "It hurts me."

Hagrid quickly walked over to him, looking a little panicked.

"His tail exploded," Dean said angrily, showing Hagrid a burnt patch on his hand.

"Ah, yes, that's what happens when they explode," Hagrid said, nodding, not realizing the seriousness of the matter.

"Hagrid, you should let the students wear dragonhide gloves." Hermione added at the side.

"Yes, that's it. Everyone wear dragon leather gloves so that you won't be injured by the explosion." Hagrid said loudly.

After Orlando fed him once, he stopped trying. After all, he was just curious and not really interested.You must know that in the magical world, wizards like to create some weird creatures to show the power of their magic and gain the respect of the world.It is precisely because of this unfettered creation that evil creatures like dementors came into being, and they eventually came back to bite humans.

"It's so disgusting," Lavender Brown complained again, "Grumpy smells bad, Hagrid, what's the pointy thing on it?"

"Ah, some of them have thorns on their bodies. You must wear dragon skin gloves, otherwise don't put your hands in them." Hagrid said excitedly: "I guess those thorns are males...the females have suckers on their bellies. Things...I think they probably suck blood."

Lavender quickly retracted her hand from the box. Even if she put on her dragonhide gloves obediently, she didn't want to touch these smelly Blast-Ended Skrewts.

"Oh, of course I understand why we have to find a way to keep them alive." Seeing that more than one student was complaining, Malfoy began to be arrogant again. He said sarcastically: "It can burn people, sting people, and... Who wouldn’t want a pet that bites people?”

Wearing dragon leather gloves to resist the stench, Hermione grabbed a handful of greasy frog livers and threw them in. Then she retreated to Orlando. Although she didn't like the pets Hagrid kept, out of loyalty to her friends, she After hearing this, she still stood up and retorted.

"Just because they don't look good doesn't mean they are useless. Dragon blood has magical properties, but are you willing to keep a dragon as a pet, ah?"

Malfoy subconsciously wanted to choke back, but she glanced at Orlando next to her and swallowed the words before her mouth. After all, she had suffered too many losses and still had this memory.

Harry and Ron covered their mouths and snickered, they were happy as long as Malfoy was embarrassed.

Hagrid also secretly smiled at Hermione from behind his shaggy beard.

Hagrid's biggest wish is to keep a pet dragon. Harry, Ron and Orlando know this very well - after all, Hagrid had a dragon when they were in first grade, although he only kept it for a short period of time. It's a ferocious Norwegian Ridgeback named Norbert.Orlando was very impressed. After all, Orlando had done a lot to send it away.

"I just don't understand why Hagrid likes these ferocious animals. How cute are they?" An hour later, on the way back to the castle for lunch, Ron complained, rubbing his cheeks. His face was still a little bruised. Black, injured by a blast-ended snail.

"Fortunately, at least these snails are still small now." Orlando said happily.

"They're tiny now?" said Hermione in an exasperated voice. "But once Hagrid finds out what they eat, I guess they'll be six feet long in no time."

"We should persuade Hagrid," Harry was a little worried. He remembered some of Hagrid's past things. "Last year, Orlando almost started a fight with the Ministry of Magic because of Buckbeak."

"Who says it's not the case?" Hermione suddenly became worried, "Orlando, please don't get involved this time. You have finally been nominated for the Wizengamot Youth Representative, but you can't let it go away."