Hogwarts: Harry's Path to Witches

Chapter 228: Hedwig the Fantasy Owl (Come on, get good grades in the college entrance examination)

Everyone temporarily put aside Rita's report and started talking about other recent events.

Sirius was very concerned about Harley's life at the Dursleys, and Harley didn't hide it for them.

So Sirius got angry and decided to invite Harry to live in his home during the summer vacation.

Harry was also very happy, after all, there must be a lot of books in the old Black house.

But Harry had to find a way to guide Sirius, after all, he didn't like going back to the Black Mansion that much.

During the chat, Hagrid seemed a little distracted.

"Hagrid, you seem to be in a bad mood?" The attentive Hermione noticed Hagrid's abnormality and took the initiative to ask,

"Did something go wrong with Buckbeak? Mr. Scamander failed to find the right Ministry official?"

"No." Hagrid shook his head, "Buckbeak's matter is going very smoothly now with the help of Mr. Scamander."

"What I'm worried about is Aragog...well...that's the cute eight-eyed spider I raised."

"His tribe was often attacked by mysterious wizards some time ago, and many children have died."

"So Aragog is planning to move and want to stay away from Hogwarts."

"But he has been my pet for so long, and I really can't let him go."

"However, I can't come up with a solution. Professor Dumbledore is so busy, and I don't want to bother him."

As he said that, Hagrid lowered his head in despair.

But Hermione couldn't relate to him.

"Hagrid, do you know what you are talking about?" Hermione's face was full of panic.

"The Acromantula is a magical creature with a level of danger of 5X, and wizards are also within their prey range!"

"The Ministry of Magic has banned the breeding of such creatures, whether for commercial use or as pets!"

"And this kind of creature is so dangerous. What if they attack you or the little wizard?"

Hagrid waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "How is that possible? Aragog is a child I raised with my own hands!"

"He would never hurt anyone. He promised me that with his own life."

A few people over there were still arguing about this, but Harley fell into deep thought.

A large group of Acromantulas actually wanted to move. Could it be that I had killed them too hard a few times before?

This is not possible. The Acromantula's venom is so toxic and the materials on it are very precious. It is an important source of income for him.

"It seems that we have to find a way to find out how big the gathering place of Acromantulas is, and then attack them from another direction, forcing them to be in a dilemma."

"By the way, I have to arrange for someone to monitor it at all times and figure out their movements. But this is not possible, I lack helpers..."

An owl suddenly flew in from the window, interrupting the argument between Hagrid and the others.

After Hagrid saw the signature on the letter, he quickly opened the letter and read it carefully.

After a while, Hagrid's mood became high:

"Excellent, Mr. Scamander told me that Lady Gsilda Marchbain of the Wizarding Examination Authority has taken over the matter as a teaching accident."

"Oh, poor kid Buckbeak, he's safe from being beheaded by those savages from the Dangerous Creatures Committee."

"This is really good news." Harry congratulated Hagrid while staring at the owl.

She suddenly remembered that Beyonders of the Demonic Path especially liked to feed large dogs, tigers and leopards with Demonic Pathology potions, thereby causing all kinds of tragedies.

In order to enhance their strength, animal trainers on the pharmacist path will also use magic potions on their pets if their financial strength allows.

And I don’t know whether it’s because animals don’t have that much complex thinking or for some other reason. When taking low-sequence potions, animals almost never lose control.

Harry suddenly had a bold idea.

"Why don't I give Hedwig some audience-level potions and let her monitor those Acromantulas?"

The more Harley thought about it, the more feasible it became.

The audience path has little combat effectiveness in the early stage, but its ability to collect information is among the best among all paths.

Owls have high IQs, otherwise wizards would not choose them as messengers, and they are very suitable for the audience approach.

Moreover, while Harry was studying potions with Professor Snape, he also saw the two main ingredients: the eyes of adult manhar fish and the blood of blackhead fish.

It is not difficult to prepare a magic potion for the audience.

……

After having this bold idea, Harley immediately took action.

She got the auxiliary materials from Hagrid, and found a reason to ask Professor Snape to get the main materials.

At night, in the Room of Requirement, Harley sat alone at the table.

Hedwig stood on the table, tilting her head and staring at Harry unblinkingly.

Harley skillfully added ingredients one by one.

When she dropped in the last auxiliary ingredient - five drops of colchicum essence, the liquid in the cup quickly turned into a viscous silvery substance.

Harry put the potion on the table, and before even calling Hedwig, the little snowy owl's eyes lit up.

As if she felt some kind of call, she put her head directly to the mouth of the cup and took a swig.

Seeing this, Harry stopped making any moves and waited quietly for Hedwig to finish taking the potion.

Soon, all the viscous silvery liquid in the cup was consumed, while Hedwig smacked her lips and kept shaking her head, looking like she still had something to say.

"Okay, the remaining task is to wait." Harley stretched.

She has seen many animal trainers feed their pets potions from the audience path. After all, this path has an ancient name, the dragon path.

So those misguided animal trainers wanted to find themselves a pet that could resist and fight, so they chose to collect this magic potion.

Of course, they end up with a pet that loves to read books, newspapers, and gossip.

After all, if you are not at the demigod level, this approach simply cannot show the melee fighting ability of a giant dragon.

And Harley also collected some experience from many impoverished animal trainers.

She learned that in the early stage, you only need to wait quietly and talk more in front of the pet, and the pet will automatically imitate its owner and learn human language.

Harley whistled, and Hedwig immediately flew to her shoulder obediently and rubbed her head against Harley's cheek.

Harley stroked the snowy owl's feathers, stood up and left the Room of Requirement.

……

Harley kept Hedwig with her for the next few days.

Although the shape of an owl standing on the shoulder is a bit strange, there are almost no people in the school this Christmas, so no one will say anything.

On Christmas Day, the foot of Halle's bed was piled high with presents.

Most of the classmates sent candies, and many strange wizards sent greeting cards.

But Harry was not interested in this. After all, there were always some scum who would put evil spells in greeting cards or add love potions to food.

She only kept the French wine chocolates given by Fleur and put the rest aside.

Hermione's gift was placed on Harry's bedside. Inside was a large Chinese-English dictionary.

"I remember you said you wanted to learn this language, but you didn't have time to go to the library to find a relevant dictionary."

Hermione said nonchalantly,

"So I asked my mother to buy a set for me. I thought it would be helpful to you."

"Thanks." Harry put the dictionary away and decided to study it at night to find out what Emperor Russell had recorded.

"You're welcome." Hermione replied softly, "I also like the amulet you gave me."

With that said, Hermione hung the Medusa amulet around her neck and placed it with the time turner.

Professor Dumbledore gave Harry a notebook that recorded a lot of knowledge about transfiguration.

Harry thought about the gifts he gave, and it seemed that they were wool sweaters and wool socks knitted in batches by himself.

"Well, my time is precious... Including the cost of time, the value of my gift is not low."

Harley found an excuse for herself, and then continued to look through other people's gifts with peace of mind.

Professor Lupine gave him an old notebook, which was full of handwriting written by him, recording Professor Lupine's insights on dealing with dark creatures.

Sirius gave Harley the latest model of a broomstick, the Firebolt, which is very popular among professional players.

It has to be said that whether it is the materials used, the shape, or the magic attached to it, the Firebolt is a top-notch configuration among flying broomsticks.

Of course, Firebolts are also very expensive, requiring thousands of Galleons to buy one.

If it were Harley paying for it herself, she would rather use the funds to buy more materials.

All we can say is that as the sole heir of the Black family, Sirius is indeed rich!

After unpacking, Harry found Sirius's card and the matching tracksuit that came with the broomstick.

However, Harley always felt that Sirius seemed to have some misunderstanding about her figure. This sportswear would probably have to be adjusted in many places until next year.

But yes, it is normal for a Scottish Deerhound whose mother was born alone to know nothing about this.

As if to compete with Sirius, Professor Snape, for the first time, did not send notes, but instead presented a bottle of finished potion, Elixir of Fortune.

"This large bottle of potion is worth at least a thousand gold galleons, and there is no market for it."

After noticing the golden luster here, Hermione also stretched her head and looked over.

After recognizing this potion, Hermione's tone was full of envy.

Harley stared at the potion for a moment, then carefully put it away.

At the bottom of the gift, Harry also found a flat package from the Weasley twins. Inside was a large square piece of parchment.

The corners of the parchment were very frayed, and there was nothing on it.

The package also came with a Christmas card, written in the Weasley brothers' handwriting:

"The Marauder's Map, a great artifact for the cause of student pranks, is given to us Joke Shop investors."

At the back are the signatures of the twin brothers and the use of the map.

Harry suddenly laughed, not expecting that the map that Professor Lupin and Peter were looking for was in the Weasley twins.

But it makes sense, and only these daring brothers would dare to steal the confiscated items from Filch's office.

Harry tapped the map with her wand and said softly: "I solemnly declare that I am up to no good."

Thin lines of ink spread from the point where the tip of the wand touched, quickly spreading to every corner of the map.

These lines connect and intersect with each other to outline a three-dimensional model of Hogwarts.

And large green characters appeared at the top of the map:

Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs,

Gentlemen who specialize in assisting magical mischief-makers,

Introducing,

Marauder's Map.

"Is this the map you mentioned?" Hermione looked at the map with interest.

"What kind of magic is this? The Human Trace Charm? I can't think of any other spells."

"I don't know." Harley responded casually, gently stroking the row of names, especially Wormtail.

"But, Peter Pettigrew, they put you second in the signature of the work. It seems they attach great importance to you."

"The Animagus is also the true embodiment of the human heart. It's not an accident that you can turn into a mouse."

"So you are just suffering from an inferiority complex and cowardice. You are indeed a scumbag."

……

After opening the gifts, the two headed to the auditorium together, meeting George and Fred on the way.

"Do you like our gift, Harry?" Fred asked with a smile.

"This is our treasure at the bottom of the box. What a great invention and what a noble man!"

“I really want to meet these legendary makers who work tirelessly to help a new generation of disciplinary students.”

"You want to meet the maker of the Marauder's Map?" Hermione repeated with a weird look on her face.

"Of course, as loyal lovers of pranks, we have long admired such seniors!"

George said loudly as he put his arms around Fred's neck.

"Then your wish will probably come true soon." Hermione rolled her eyes and said with a smirk,

"The maker of this map is Professor Lupine."

"What?" Fred and George slipped and almost rolled down the stairs.

When the two of them stabilized themselves, Fred repeated incredulously: "The maker of the Marauder's Map is Professor Lupin?"

"That steady Professor Lupin?"

"He is so thin and serious, although he occasionally makes jokes with us in class."

"But if we cause trouble for Filch, Lupin will stop us and help Filch."

"So Professor Lupine doesn't look like someone who can make such a map!"

The two sang in harmony, expressing their shock at a very fast speed.

Listening to the cross talk between the two, Hermione covered her mouth and laughed: "Just kidding, I didn't say everything."

"Professor Lupine, Sirius, and Harley's father made it together."

"Hermione, you were taught a bad lesson by Harry." Fred said resentfully, "Miss Know-it-all in first grade is not the kind of person who knows how to joke."

"So, Lupine is the Moon Face? After all, he is a werewolf, and the nickname Moon Face best suits his identity."

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(Thanks to the "Nine-tailed Yanhu" boss for the reward!)