The Admiral of Hogwarts

It only took Hugo five minutes to successfully make Hagrid realize the risks involved in teaching a group of not-so-controlled third-year students with 12 Hippogriffs.

To be honest, Hagrid is indeed prone to being forgetful when thinking about problems, and sometimes he can be very stubborn. But if you can find the right language, persuading him is not a difficult task.

"Okay, I was thinking a little too simply at the time." After Hugo reminded him of the uncontrollability of these students who had not received this kind of training, and the difficulty of one person controlling 12 Hippogriffs at the same time, Hagrid scratched his hair and said.

"To be honest, I just wanted to leave a deep impression on everyone in the first class. I really didn't consider that the students are not the same as me, and not everyone can get close to these beautiful big guys."

So in the half-hour class later, Hagrid only brought Buckbeak, one Hippogriff, as an example for everyone to explain in class.

At the same time, during the next interaction, he divided everyone into small groups, one group at a time, and then, under his close guidance and protection, they learned how to deal with Hippogriffs.

"Okay, I think you have mastered how to deal with this magical creature. Next is the practice time," Hagrid said, rubbing his hands. "If you want to get closer…"

Perhaps because these Hippogriffs did look a bit fierce, most people didn't want to get close to them. Only Hugo, Venetia, and Hermione strode forward.

Of course, Harry and Ron also went up, but perhaps out of fear, they lagged behind Hugo and the others.

"Well done, Grangers, and Miss Venetia," Hagrid unfastened Buckbeak's chain, and then asked Hugo and the others to approach the Hippogriff according to the method he had just taught.

Everything went very smoothly. After the three people bowed, they received Buckbeak's return salute, and then stepped forward to pat his beak.

"Did everyone see that this magical creature does have its dangerous side, but if we master the correct method, we can still get close to them," Hagrid shouted to everyone after Hugo and the other two finished their movements.

Because they saw that Hugo's group had successfully completed the predetermined actions in class, especially since they were not Gryffindors known for their courage. So the remaining students immediately formed small teams and stepped forward to bow.

Perhaps because Harry wasn't the first to appear this time, Malfoy, who always fought with him, didn't say anything nasty, but just bowed to the big monster in his eyes with an unwilling expression.

Obviously, this attitude would not satisfy Buckbeak, so Buckbeak seemed a little unhappy and stretched out his wings. As a result, Malfoy was so frightened that he took a few steps back and fell on his back.

"My back, my back hurts so much." Because there was a protruding stone below, Malfoy happened to hit the stone on his back when he fell, and as a result, he twitched on the ground in pain.

"Let me through, let me through—" After realizing that something was wrong, Hagrid immediately pulled Buckbeak to the back and tied him to the tree, and then walked to Malfoy, who was screaming on the ground.

Then Hagrid bent down to check him, and said, "This should be a fracture or crack in the ribs in the back after hitting the stone. It's not a big problem. I believe Madam Pomfrey should be able to heal you instantly."

After speaking, Hagrid picked up Malfoy and took everyone to the vicinity of his house outside the Forbidden Forest and asked them to wait here. Then he took Malfoy towards the castle alone.

"Is Malfoy so timid?" Dean Thomas laughed loudly after Hagrid left, completely ignoring Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy's threatening expressions.

More than ten minutes later, Hagrid came back again to continue the class until the bell rang to end the class.

When everyone was having dinner after class, the news that Malfoy was frightened by a Hippogriff and directly injured in the Care of Magical Creatures class spread throughout the school, and there were several versions.

"I heard that Malfoy, a third-year Slytherin, was so frightened by a Hippogriff in class that he peed his pants, so he went back to the castle to change his pants during class?" Marietta asked at the dinner table. "Is this true?"

"He just fell after being frightened," Hermione said with a smile on her face. "All of us saw that the Hippogriff named Buckbeak flapped its wings two or three meters away from Malfoy, and Malfoy fell to the ground."

Today's change brought Hugo two destiny points, and besides that, it directly caused Malfoy to suffer social death. So in the following time, the school was calm.

Not to mention Malfoy shouting to kill Buckbeak like in the original text, during this time he even tried to avoid everyone except during class time, to avoid others mentioning his actions in the Care of Magical Creatures class.

"Did you hear? This morning's Daily Prophet—they estimate Sirius Black has been spotted," Susan from Hufflepuff said softly in Potions class.

Although Hugo was several tables away from her, the stacking of head statues still enhanced his hearing enough to hear the voice that was only slightly louder than a mosquito's buzz.

It turned out that Sirius was discovered in a town not far from here. Although the discoverer called the police, the message was somewhat delayed when it was transferred to the Ministry of Magic, so the Aurors had already run away when they arrived.

"It seems that Sirius is still the same as before, hoping to come to the school to catch Peter Pettigrew," Hugo thought, watching Snape go forward to clean up the Hufflepuffs who were whispering underneath. "This is a good opportunity—"

"What did you say? We're going to practice shooting now!" During the practice in the Room of Requirement on the weekend, Hermione, who had just finished warming up, heard unexpected news from Venetia.

"Yes, because if you read the Daily Prophet, you will find that the other party is advancing all the way from the south towards Hogwarts," Venetia said calmly, looking at Hermione, who looked shocked.

"I think I don't need to tell you about the danger of a violent person who can kill more than a dozen people at will, so we must do something to protect ourselves."

"I think we can practice some magic—" Hermione said after thinking for a few seconds, but Hugo interrupted her before she could finish speaking.

"My dear sister, although according to the knowledge we have learned and the training we have experienced, we are much stronger than most of our peers in combat, we are still quite a bit behind compared to a well-known dark wizard."

"So I think that under the premise that magic cannot reach a certain level in a short period of time, we can consider taking some other methods to temporarily improve our combat capabilities."

"You just want to play with guns," Hermione glared at Hugo, then turned to Venetia and asked. "If I remember correctly, a top dark wizard like Sirius should be able to ignore firearms."

"Yes, that's right, but special bullets are different," Venetia pointed to Hugo and said. "Although his current level is not enough, it is not difficult to make alchemical bullets equivalent to a stunning spell."

"In this way, even if the bullets cannot cause too much damage to the dark wizard, they can buy enough time for us to cast spells to escape or call for help."

"And as Hugo's alchemy ability further improves, the extra pistol can even serve as an extra wand, gaining the upper hand in various emergency situations."

"If that's the case, then learning how to use firearms is also a good thing," Hermione thought for a few seconds, then raised her head and said to Venetia, "Please teach us the knowledge of how to use firearms."