Harry Potter: I'm the Rolling King at Hogwarts

"Okay, I have prepared frog liver, black beetle and mouse heart for everyone. The taste of guinea fowl is very unique, but the eggs they lay are delicious."

Hagrid led Yaya and carried out several large boxes from his hut, containing guinea fowl food. The air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

Chickens are omnivores, but this guinea fowl loves meat, which may be one of the reasons for their unique call.

Hagrid distributed the guinea fowl food to everyone, pretending not to see the students’ disgusted expressions, and warned:

"Because guinea fowls have strong jumping ability, I locked them in a cage today. I will release them after they adapt to the environment and stop jumping around.

It must be noted that guinea fowls are very sensitive to the malice of strangers. I still remember the last time an unsuspecting wizard tried to kill a guinea fowl and was pecked blind by the guinea fowl. Although he could recover quickly with magic, I I think you don't want to experience that kind of pain. "

The expressions of Albert and others were slightly serious. After hearing Hagrid's speech, the guinea fowl in front of them was not entirely without threat.

After experiments, it was found that guinea fowls have a special preference for black beetles. When the mouse hearts and frog livers were still half full, the black beetles were all consumed.

After eating a large basket of black beetles, the guinea fowl in the iron cage was also full. It patted its belly comfortably with its dark wings and sighed with satisfaction:

"Cluck-cluck..." Suddenly there was another burst of laughter.

The guinea fowls were divided into four groups, two groups of Gryffindor and two groups of Slytherin.

Draco Malfoy and his two humbug generals were together, surrounding an iron cage, looking disgusted.

"These things are so ugly, and they eat the same thing. It's really disgusting. I must write a letter to my dad when I get back!"

Draco asked Crabbe to carry a wooden bucket containing frog liver, and he reached in and grabbed a large handful. His face kept twitching, as if he had seen something scary.

"Hey, come eat!"

Draco said to the guinea fowl in the cage. He approached the iron cage, put his hand between the iron bars, spread his palms, and exposed the frog liver.

As if sensing Draco Malfoy's malice, a guinea fowl in the cage felt offended, its two forked combs stood up, and its eyes became extremely aggressive.

However, Draco hadn't noticed all this yet, and the two sleeping dragons and phoenixes were even more numb, and could only smile innocently.

"Hey, come and eat!" Draco continued to shout.

The guinea fowl was completely crazy. The dark feathers on its tail slowly rose up, its paws kept scratching on the ground, and it rushed forward with a lunge, hitting Draco's hand with its not-sharp beak.

Perhaps it was a stress reaction, Draco immediately let go of the frog liver in his hand, and quickly retracted his right hand outward.

But in the end, he couldn't match the speed of the guinea fowl. His palm was pecked hard by the chicken's beak. Under the not violent impact, Draco's hand continued to retract subconsciously, but there was a gap between the two iron bars of the iron cage. , only slightly thicker than Draco's wrist, so Draco's palm was stuck between two iron bars, and bruises were visible at the impact point at the end of his wrist.

Due to inertia, the guinea fowl's head rushed out of the iron cage, and the entire chicken head was exposed outside the iron cage, just above Draco's arm...

I saw the chicken's head rising and falling, and a black light flashed past.

A small wound appeared on Draco's hand and forearm. It was not very deep, but the blood loss continued. Draco was in unbearable pain and wanted to shout loudly, but the next second, another black light flashed across his body. A small wound appeared again on the arm.

"What are you doing? Come and help!" Draco shouted at Crabbe and Goyle.

At this moment, he deeply understood his father's evaluation of this little follower, "Crabbe and Goyle are just like their father, they have brains, but not much...

Even if they are absolutely loyal to you, you can't completely trust them! "

Crabbe and Goyle then put down the frog livers they were holding and stepped forward to rescue their boss. However, their rescue method was not quite right. Crabbe pulled Draco back hard, completely ignoring his boss's hand. Stuck in a cage.

"Ah——" Draco screamed and attracted everyone's attention.

"Ke-ke-ke-ke..."

"Hiss-hahahahaha-" Draco gasped. The pain in his arm was worse than Buckbeak's last year, but he couldn't stop laughing when he heard the guinea fowl's cry.

It's obviously very painful, but I want to laugh for no reason and can't help it.

Hagrid saw the guinea fowl about to launch a third attack from a few meters away. His eyes widened and he shouted: "Kunkun, no!"

He rushed forward, pulled Draco away from Kunkun, and checked Draco's injuries.

"Fortunately, the problem is not big. Madam Pomfrey can cure it with a spell." Hagrid muttered.

"Kunkun is a 20-year-old hen, and its sense of malice is more sensitive than other guinea fowls..."

Hagrid explained as he helped Draco rush to the school hospital.

"You guys just study here, don't move around, I'll come as soon as I go." Hagrid warned loudly.

The guinea fowl named "Kun Kun" looked at Hagrid's back, shook his head, and screamed dissatisfiedly with an empty stomach.

The 20-year-old hen is extraordinary. As Draco Malfoy's follower, even though he had to go to the hospital, Crabbe and Goyle still couldn't help laughing loudly when they heard the chicken crow.

"Hahaha……"

"It seems that we don't - hahahaha - should be like this." Gower said this sentence with difficulty while laughing wildly.

"I know...hahaha, but I...hahaha - can't help it!"

The weaker their willpower, the lower their immunity to this cry. Crabbe and Goyle had already laughed so hard that they could not stand up straight. They simply lay on the ground, laughing so hard that their whole bodies were trembling with fat.

Just because Kunkun smiled, he was so terrifying!

At this moment in the school hospital, Madam Pomfrey's wand gently touched Draco's injured arm. The wound healed as before, without any blood or bruises.

"Okay, Mr. Malfoy, your injury has healed and you can be discharged from the hospital. Don't delay class."

Madam Pomfrey originally criticized Hagrid. This time last year, Malfoy was also injured because of Hagrid's dangerous teaching.

But now, she despised Draco Malfoy, a guinea fowl with a Ministry of Magic rank that wasn't even X, who could be hurt and behaved so cowardly.

"No, Madam Pomfrey, I still feel a lot of pain there, and I think I might have to be hospitalized!" Malfoy looked weak, but looked directly at Madam Pomfrey firmly.