The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

After going down the wooden ladder in the suitcase, there is a spacious room. There is no place in it yet, and it is in an idle state. There are only a few magic lamps hanging upside down.

The wooden floor was very solid. Cyrus walked through the arch, and what he saw was a spiral staircase and an infinite plain. At the same time, the sound of water flowed in his ears.

As if this is any door...

The spring water converged into a creek, and the stream converged into a lake at the end of the plain along the meandering waterway. It was peaceful and peaceful. Cyrus moved a few stones to their positions at will and piled them upright.

But something seems to be missing, some... life?

Hagrid took out the list and counted the number of people on the lawn outside the house. There were seven people in total.

At this time Cyrus came out of his room, and he nodded to Hagrid with satisfaction and excitement. Now, Smaug's residence is finally settled, and he doesn't need to stay in the museum anymore.

"Of course we won't learn how to take care of snails this semester. That kind of cutie is too easy for you now..."

Hagrid's first words made the students' hearts twitch.

"I think...ahem, Professor Newman's way is pretty good." Cyrus cleared his throat, and said insincerely, he was very worried that Hagrid would scare away the few students who were already there .

"That's right! So I plan to take you deep inside the Forbidden Forest, and what you study is to observe and raise a magical animal you captured!"

It seems that Cyrus still wants to overestimate Hagrid.

But it wasn't until Hagrid finished speaking and didn't make any additions that they felt a little relieved.

It sounds a little difficult, but after thinking about it, Professor Hagrid didn't stipulate what must be kept, even if they caught a moon moron or fairy in the Forbidden Forest!

"Really? Professor!" said Hufflepuff's Megan Jones.

"Of course, but I will check your results... Don't think I don't know what you are thinking." Hagrid tapped his head with a finger as thick as a tree branch.

"But the problem is, Hogwarts dormitories can't house magical creatures~" Another girl from Beauxbatons raised her hand and said.

Cyrus looked at the suitcase in his hand, pondered for a while, and then said, "This is not a problem!"

Anyway, he hasn't looked carefully at the interior space and other places yet. Taking this opportunity, he can still stuff some new life into it, and a rare desire to explore arises in his heart.

How big is it?Enough for Smaug to roll around?

Even though it's smaller than Professor Newman's small box, there are still other areas...like mountains or forests?

Including Cyrus, there are a total of eight students, and more than half of them are still wizards of Beauxbatons. Compared with the students of Hogwarts, they seem to be closer to nature.

On the path in the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid, holding Fang, kept asking them about the legend of the 'Selma Lake Monster' and the life habits of the horse-shaped water monster.

The Forbidden Forest is no longer as unfamiliar to Cyrus as he was in the first grade, and it is worse than Hagrid who considers the Forbidden Forest his home: he regards it as his backyard...after all, when Smaug lived here, he often Come.

Those lands that were scorched by dragons have now grown new blades of grass.

"Be careful, if you want to catch a fairy, you should do it lightly, or you will break their wings." Higra grabbed a witch's wrist and squatted down instantly.

Hagrid, who was indulging in the sea of ​​magical creatures, didn't care how dirty the dirt was.

In the open space deep in the Forbidden Forest, a group of humanoid creatures with butterfly wings surrounded them and flew in the sky. They dressed themselves up very brightly, at least they were out of place in this black forest.

Cyrus remembered that the creature's wings could be used to make potions, but would make fairies particularly angry if the wings were damaged in any way.

"Would you like to use a spell?"

"Use butterfly nets..." Cyrus said, "don't worry, there are so many of them, there should be their nests here"

He used the illusion spell to hide himself, ran to the side of the bushes, opened a stack of leaves, there was a group of eggs on the back, and each 'fairy egg' had a different color.

It doesn't have to be caught, it is more suitable to raise from scratch...

Beauxbaton's witch, along with the twig, was stuffed into the glass bottle Hagrid was handing out.

Going further in, after passing through a thorny forest, Jones, at Hagrid's suggestion, caught a venomous bird. It looked like a malnourished vulture, but its eyes were very sad, which made people feel a little unbearable.

The bird's feather is the only material that cannot be used to make a quill, because it naturally repels rain and ink.

"Why didn't I see the Sphinx?" Cyrus was the only one who didn't find his favorite kind of magical creature.

"That's only in Egypt!" said Hagrid.

The Sphinx is the Sphinx in Muggle mythology. Cyrus saw it once during the Goblet of Fire. Its head is that of an Egyptian queen.

"But there was last game"

"Borrowed from the Ministry of Magic." Hagrid waved his hand, but also said with some emotion, "it's against the law to raise a Sphinx without authorization."

"What we keep, that's because they're going to live at Hogwarts! Just like Smaug lives here as a Sleeping Dragon...it's not illegal!" Cyrus never backed down on this matter, "Hai Ge, this is the gap between you and Professor Newman."

You have raised magical creatures, but you still care about breaking the laws of the Ministry of Magic?

But under Hagrid's protest, Cyrus abandoned the plan to adopt the sphinx and hippogriff.

"Why would you keep a lizard? I thought you'd pick the Ash Snake...In the cave where Smaug used to live, there are plenty of Ash Snakes in the ashes left behind"

"Don't you think it's cool to stretch freely?"

Finally, Cyrus used the Force to grab a shapeshifting lizard. With a size of 12 inches, it can shrink to the size of an ant when it encounters danger, so as to avoid many spells and natural enemies.

But under the force of life, Cyrus can pick out even a body shape that ordinary people can't notice.

All the magical creatures were stored in Cyrus' chest, and it was agreed to come to him every Friday night to observe the transformation process of the creature they chose.

Until get out of class was over and dinner was over, Cyrus walked around with a small suitcase.

As soon as he pushed open the door of the student union president's office next to the clubhouse on the eighth floor, Hermione noticed and said, "The box in your hand...what is it for?"

"It's just my new file box." Cyrus pushed the curious Stitch away with his palm.

He waved his wand, levitated the "file box", hung it on the wall, and sat down on the windowsill behind Hermione, the tall windows were drawn closed by white gauze curtains.

But in the evening wind, it still bulged and swayed like a dancer's skirt.

"Hagrid's class is getting better and better~" Cyrus looked at the boxes hanging on the wall and couldn't help sighing.

He didn't think about hiding at all, because... the most dangerous place is often the safest~

(Sorry, a lot of things have annoyed the fox recently, today's chapter on water... ah... I'm very sorry)