Rebirth of the Harry Potter

On the last Sunday morning of November, sixty centimeters of snow has been piled on the ground.

Astoria just got up from the bed, and when she saw the whiteness outside, she cheered and wanted to go out to play.

Harry and Hermione wanted to accompany her, but their "homework hill" had increased to a terrifying height.

Harry once thought that China's senior year homework was the most horrible, but he didn't expect Hogwarts' fifth-year homework to be as good.

He somewhat believed the rumor: There are really fifth graders crying because of the pressure.

Harry and Hermione had to stay in the hut to finish their homework, and Astoria didn't talk about it anymore.

She knelt on the sofa and looked out the window.

It seems that a lot of students are playing around at Hogwarts, because only in the courtyard under their window there is always cheering.

Astoria envied and pitifully rebroadcast what she saw: "The lake is freezing, and there are many students skating on the lake."

"There are still people sledding."

"Oh my God, they still use magic to play snowballs, and now they are all flying in the sky."

"What's that? A group of Bigfoot Snow Monsters also ran out of the Forbidden Forest."

Harry threw the quill pen and said, "Stop writing, let's go out and play."

Astoria gave a successful smile.

...

On Tuesday, Harry and Hermione dressed strictly for class.

When they walked deep and shallowly on the snow to the edge of the woods, the students who had arrived early were discussing what Professor Hagrid would teach today.

Hagrid's class is always unpredictable, unpredictable, and often brings surprises (xia).

"We are in class here today!" Hagrid happily said to the students, twisting his head towards the dark woods behind him. "The woods are a bit dense! But they like darkness..."

"What does it like darkness?" a girl screamed, her voice had a hint of fear, "What did he say like darkness—did you hear?"

Malfoy seemed eager to try, and since he tamed a eagle-headed horse-winged beast a few years ago, he has been particularly interested in magical creature protection classes.

"Are you ready?" Hagrid happily scanned the class and said, "Okay. I have reserved a forest inspection class for your fifth grade. I want you to see how these creatures live in the natural environment. We want to The creatures I learn are very rare, and I think I may be the only wizard in the UK to tame them—"

"Are you sure they are tamed?" a boy in Slytherin asked, rubbing his chin with lingering fear, because in a certain class, he was kicked to pieces by a magical creature because of a wrong operation.

The Slytherin students echoed loudly, and several Gryffindor students nodded in agreement.

Even the little lions who think they are super courageous do not dare to provoke Hagrid's "security line" hard and easy.

Because the absolute security that Hagrid considered was completely different from the security that normal wizards understood.

"Of course it's tamed," Hagrid said.

Holding a dead cow on his shoulder, he turned and strode into the forest.

Everyone seems to be reluctant to enter the forbidden forest, because after being punished by the professors for work, they know that the forbidden forest is dangerous everywhere for them.

It is true that the more you understand, the greater the fear. The little wizard who is only in the first or second grade is still full of illusions about the Forbidden Forest.

Harry and Hermione followed Hagrid's footsteps into the Forbidden Forest.

Other talents slowly keep up.

After walking for about ten minutes, I came to a place with dense trees and dark as dusk, and there was no snow on the ground.

Hagrid chuckled the half of the cow to the ground, stepped back two steps, and turned to face the students of Slytherin and Gryffindor.

Many people used tree trunks as a cover, looked around nervously, approached him cautiously, as if they were prepared to be attacked at any time.

"Get closer, get closer, don't be afraid." Hagrid said encouragingly. "Later, they will be attracted by the smell of meat, but I still call them because they like to hear me..."

He turned around, shook his head and shook off the hair blocking his face, and made a weird, shrill sound, which echoed in the quiet and dark forest, like the chirping of a giant bird.

No one laughed, and most of the students seemed too scared to speak out.

Hagrid yelled again, and a minute later, the students had been peering around nervously, wondering what would happen.

Then Harry saw a horse-like creature walking out of the dark between the two thick yew trees.

"I didn't expect this class to be this." Harry said.

Hermione shook her left and right, but saw nothing.

A pair of shiny white eyes gradually enlarged over there, followed by a dragon-like face, neck, and body with exposed bones, and a huge black horse with wings appeared from the darkness.

It looked at the students for a few seconds, flicked its long black tail, then lowered its head and started to bite the dead cow on the ground with its fangs.

Most of the classmates looked around with confused and nervous expressions, not understanding how Hagrid suddenly seemed very happy.

They just can't see the dark horse standing a few meters away.

Except for Harry, only three other people seemed to have seen it: a skinny boy in Slytherin was watching a dark horse eating meat with a shocked expression on his face. It seemed that he had previously thought that only he could see this terrifying monster.

One is Neville.

Another is Pansy next to Malfoy.

"Is there something?" Malfoy asked quietly, seeing that Pansy's expression was not right.

Pansy nodded in fear.

"Oh, here comes another one!" Hagrid said proudly, and the second dark horse appeared from the forest, put away its leather-like wings, bowed its head and ate the raw meat greedily, "Now... who has seen it," Raise your hand."

A girl raised her hand, but she didn't see it. She asked impatiently: "Sorry Professor, what do you want us to see?"

Hagrid answered with a smile and pointed to the dead cow on the ground.

After paying attention for a few seconds, a few people took a breath of air-conditioning, and the pieces of meat were automatically peeled from the bones and disappeared into the air, like an invisible monster standing and enjoying a dead cow.

Parvati screamed and hid behind Neville.

"What? What is eating it?"

"Yeqi," Hagrid said proudly.

Hermione let out an "Oh" in dissatisfaction, because although she knew there were a bunch of them at Hogwarts, she couldn't see it.

"They are very, very unlucky! They are ominous!" Parvati said excitedly, looking horrified, "They will bring all kinds of terrible disasters to those who see them. I remember Professor Trelawney once talking to I said……"

"Trilawney? Who is that? It sounds familiar." Harry turned his head and asked Hermione.

Hermione was speechless: "It's the divination professor who has been cursing you for all kinds of coolness."

Harry said, "Oh...she's just cold, there's no scum left."

Hagrid replied, "No, no, it's superstition, not magic. Yeqi is not unlucky, they are smart and useful. There is another pair, can you feel it?"

Two more horses appeared quietly, and one of them passed by Parvati.

Shaking all over, she clutched Neville's arm tightly and said, "I think something is passing by, it seems to be next to me!"

Neville pulled his arm out very straight. He felt that Parvati had sprayed at least five kinds of perfume on his body, and the strange smell of the mixture made him sneeze.

"Don't be afraid, they won't hurt you." Hagrid said patiently. "Now, can anyone tell me why someone can see and someone can't see?"

Hermione raised her hand unhappily, because she knew the answer but didn't grasp the answer.

"You said." Hagrid smiled to her.

"Only people who have seen death can see Ye Qi," Hermione said.

"Yes," Hagrid said seriously, "Gryffindor adds ten points."

Hermione pouted her lips~www.NovelMTL.com~ She was really upset.

"Yeqi, when they are tamed, like this group, you won't get lost. Their sense of direction is amazing. Just tell them where you want to go, even in the desert, you can easily find your way... …"

In this lesson, Hagrid describes the appearance of Ye Qi, what food the Ye Qi eats, and how to communicate with them cooingly.

Finally, he said: "If you want to see Ye Qi, I can apply to the Ministry of Magic to allow you to visit during a certain period of execution of the death curse for the black wizard sentenced to death."

The people in Slytherin and Gryffindor shook their heads uniformly.

Hermione's eyes lit up, and she held her hands up: "I, I, I... I want to sign up to visit."

She wouldn't be afraid to look at it just because she wanted to see the end of her life. She wouldn't be satisfied if she didn't satisfy her curiosity.

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