Harry Potter: I'm the Rolling King at Hogwarts

The hippogriff passed over Draco's head and was only an inch away from grabbing a piece of Draco Malfoy's hair, causing him to lose his hair prematurely.

The big monsters that flew by at low altitude landed not far away. They had the bodies, hind legs and tails of horses, but their front legs, wings and heads looked like those of eagles.Their cold beaks are the color of steel, and their big bright eyes are orange.The talons on their front legs are half a foot long and look formidable.

"Hmm~" There was a burst of exclamation from the surroundings. It was so thrilling just now.

"Don't worry, it was just a small accident. Buckbeak didn't mean it." Hagrid said in a loud voice, trying to appease everyone.

Crabbe and Goyle, two of Malfoy's followers, quickly caught up and gathered around their boss, asking for help.

There is also Pansy Parkinson. According to Albert's observation, this is Draco Malfoy's number one female companion, and is most likely Draco's female "licker".

"Draco, are you okay?" Pansy Parkinson asked concerned.

In addition to Slytherin, there were also a large group of Gryffindors present. Hogwarts' explosion expert Seamus Finnigan and Ron, who had always disliked Malfoy, immediately gathered around them.

Also surrounding him was Harry. Seeing his old enemy's deflated look, Harry was suppressing a smile unkindly.

"Draco, are you okay?" Although the two of them said the same words as Pansy Parkinson, their tone was completely different.

According to Albert's understanding, he is the "Tai Chi Master", a foreign disciple of Fu Xi and Zhang Sanfeng, who is well versed in the Yin and Yang Dharma.

In fact, Draco was not injured at all, it was more of a mental injury.

Now that he saw Harry Potter taking the initiative to provoke him, a certain string in Draco's mind was plucked, and the person he hated the most saw himself in an embarrassing state...

Draco was so angry that he sneered: "Haha, Scarhead, and the red-haired Weasley..."

Then he quickly made a panicked gesture and pointed behind Harry, "Ah - Dementors!"

Harry trembled with fear and subconsciously pulled out his wand.

"hahahahahahahahaha……"

"Hahahahaha, Scarhead, you really have a talent for comedy." Draco mocked.

"Shut up, Malfoy!" Harry clenched his fists, wanting to rush forward and punch the maniacally laughing face.

At this time, Hagrid came over. He put a collar on each hippogriff, which was tied with a long iron chain. All the chains were firmly held in Hagrid's big hand.

"Okay, stop arguing, come here!" His loud voice covered everyone. After all, this is a classroom, and you still have to listen to the professor's words.

"We'll see, bastard!" Draco said viciously, making a face at Harry.

Hagrid swung the chain and urged the monsters towards the fence where the whole class was standing. He walked closer and tied the monsters to the fence. The students all stepped back slightly.

"The Hippogriff!" Hagrid yelled happily, waving at them. "How pretty, isn't it?"

The hippogriff's gleaming fur gradually transitions from feathers to hair. Each monster has a different color: stormy gray, bronze, pink piebald, sparkling reddish brown and ink. Regular black.

If you can overcome your fear of large beasts, this creature is relatively beautiful, tending to be majestic and toned.

But if you can't overcome your fear of the Hippogriff, you will be like some of the students present:

"They are taller than me!"

"Oh my gosh, look at their big wings. If I flap them over, I might break my bones!"

"It's true. Their claws are all shining. They must be very sharp. Maybe if I touch my stomach, it will cut it open and my intestines will flow out all over the place..."

"What's even more terrifying is its beak. It's so terrifying. Given their height, wouldn't it be possible for them to peck my skull to bits and blow it away?"

What I said before is quite reasonable, and what I said next... is even more reasonable!

An invisible bloody smell hit their faces, and the students were a little confused and scared. The first class was about to be faced with such a terrifying beast. Can their lives be saved?

"Okay, it seems you like them very much." Hagrid rubbed his hands and looked at everyone with a smile. "If you want to get closer..."

No one seemed to want to, except for Albert and the others, who usually had a good relationship with Hagrid. They trusted Hagrid and thought he could maintain the situation, so they slowly approached.

"Remember, the first thing you need to know about hippogriffs is that they're proud," said Hagrid. "The hippogriff is quick to lose his temper. Don't try to humiliate him, or you might end up getting angry." Death."

Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle didn't listen at all. They were whispering together. Albert's ears were very sensitive, and they were discussing how to scare Pooh into tears.

As for what Hagrid said about the hippogriff being very proud, Albert didn't feel it.

Maybe it's because he has the title of "Master of Magical Animals PUA" and is born with a favorable opinion of magical animals, or maybe it's because Albert's blood flows with a part of thunderbird blood, with a little bit of thunderbird, and this bird has the majesty of an emperor. , Albert felt that the eyes of these Hippogriffs looked at him with curiosity and awe.

"Okay, does anyone want to try the feeling of riding a Hippogriff? Trust me, you won't regret it." Hagrid encouraged.

The atmosphere was tense and no one answered. As Hagrid's friend, Albert felt that he should help Hagrid resolve this awkward atmosphere.

Harry thought so too, and they both said in unison: "I'll do it!"

The whole class was stunned for a moment. Except for a few people in Slytherin who wanted to see Harry's joke, everyone else expressed their admiration.

A true warrior dares to face fierce monsters.

But Albert wanted to express that a xxx-level little monster is also called ferocious?

His men, swarms of Acromantulas, just to produce venom for Albert, as well as carrot-loving vampires, werewolves, etc., also worked for him.

Not to mention Thunderbirds and Charmanders, these are all Albert's loyal followers.

It's just a hippogriff, what's the point?

However, Albert still planned to follow Hagrid's process, not because he was worried that these hippogriffs would rebel, but because he and Harry wanted to set a demonstration. If he acted relaxedly, it would give others the wrong impression.

Albert bowed to the hippogriff in front of him. The hippogriff in front of him felt a faint aura of superiority coming from Albert, and there was also a slight sense of dangerous suffocation, which frightened him. You have to kneel down directly.

"Well done, Harry! Uh...huh?" Hagrid was praising Harry for doing a good job. When he saw Albert, he thought that the Hippogriff here was sick.

"Hmm - Aquilai looks fine, let's take off." Hagrid checked again and again to confirm that everything was correct, and patted Buckbeak and Aquilai on the heads.

The twelve-foot-long wings spread out and flapped violently, and then the two hippogriffs quickly flew up. The climb was so steep that Albert almost lost his balance and fell down.

But this is not the first time that Albert rides a magical animal into the sky. He has rich experience. There were Noble and Xander before. If holding the bird's talon counts, Fox must also be included. Even Albert himself can become a Thunderbirds, soaring in the sky.

But riding a hippogriff is a completely different experience. The wide back gives the rider an excellent experience.

When he got down from Buckbeak and Aquila, Harry's school uniform was a little wet. It had splashed when he passed the Black Lake. As for the smart Albert, he knew a magic spell called waterproof and moisture-proof.

"How do you feel?" Everyone asked with concern.

"It feels great!" Albert and Harry described the feeling just now in detail, and the class burst into exclamations of ecstasy.

"Okay, great job, Albert, and Harry, does anyone else want to try it?" Seeing that the effect was good, Hagrid asked the remaining students to try it.

Perhaps because he saw Harry Potter riding Buckbeak, Draco wanted to compete with Harry and see whose riding skills were better. After all, he was He had already lost Quidditch once, and he didn't want to lose again here.

Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle selected Buckbeak.It had bowed to Malfoy, who was slapping its beak in an air of arrogance.

"It's easy," Malfoy drawled, loud enough for Harry to hear. "I've always known it must be so, and since the devil can do it... I bet you can't do it at all. It’s not dangerous, is it?”

He said to Buckbeak, "Isn't that right, you big ugly beast?"

Then Buckbeak suddenly jumped up, his twelve-foot-long wings spread out, blocking the afternoon sun. A shadow rushed toward Draco, and its steel-like claws flashed through the air in a graceful arc. Wire……

"what--"