The Pacifist Necromancer of Hogwarts

Anthony asked: Is that elf's name Dobby?

Who knew... said Hagrid, Oh, wait, yes, Malfoy did call him Dobby. Where did you know that, Henry?

Anthony remembered that he had discussed with Dumbledore the Malfoy house elf who entered Hogwarts - in addition to intercepting Harry's letters and falsely accusing Harry of casting spells outside the school during the holidays, Dobby also sealed the door at King's Cross Station. They blocked the passage to platform nine and three-quarters, almost causing Harry and Ron to miss the opening ceremony.

I met him once, he answered. How is that Dobby now?

Ha! He left! Malfoy told him to get out of his sight immediately and not to disturb his Quidditch match. Hagrid said disdainfully, Don't disturb - after the Bludger stops going crazy, ha It only took Lee ten minutes to catch the Golden Snitch!

A gust of wind blew over, the heavy rain crackled on the felt hat, and water splashed on his face. Anthony felt that he could hardly open his eyes.

This way, Henry. Hagrid said, leading him into the Forbidden Forest. This way is closer.

The Forbidden Forest is dark in the rain. Cold water drops rolled down from the trees continuously, passing through Anthony's poncho, soaking his wizard robe cold and heavy. Hagrid moved the branches in front of him very easily and walked with great strides. But Anthony must be careful with every step he takes. The slippery mud made his shoes squeak.

Anthony said: I just wanted to ask you, Hagrid. What else did you put in the cabin?

Hagrid paused for a moment before continuing to move forward. He turned his back to Anthony and said, That's...well...nothing...

It's not another dragon, is it?

What? Oh, no, of course not. That's too conspicuous. Hagrid hesitated very obviously, I'm just preparing Norbert's Christmas present.

Anthony asked curiously: What have you prepared?

Oh - well - Hagrid said, I've been worried that Norbert wouldn't get used to life in the Fire Dragon Sanctuary, so I prepared a whole box of stoat sandwiches and mice for him.

Sounds good, said Anthony, wondering why Hagrid was so hesitant.

It's just a little baby, and the fire dragons in the fire dragon sanctuary might bully it. Hagrid said, So I also plan to make him a set of dragon armor - I found the armor in a book in the library The description and production method. The Man Who Loved Fire Dragons is a very professional book. The book lists the skins of several magical animals, which can be used to make armor, such as the skin of Tebo warthog...

Tebo warthog? Anthony thought about it and almost hit a branch lying in front of him, That's not cheap.

Not only is it not cheap, but it is also very difficult to get. Hagrid said, Not to mention Diagon Alley, you can't find it in Knockturn Alley. I also met a guy who wanted to fool me and told me that it was Tebbo warthog skin tanned with a special process... If it wasn't donkey skin, I would swallow the Tebbo warthog whole.

Anthony said sympathetically: If you can't find Tebo warthog skin, why not try other leathers? Like - um - poison horn?

To be honest, Anthony didn't think the fire dragon needed any armor. Judging from the tone of Charlie's letter, instead of worrying about him being bullied by other fire dragons, he was more worried about him burning down the dormitory in the reserve.

That's what I think too! Hagrid said happily. Although I didn't find the Tebbo warthog, I saw someone smuggling a poison horn in Knockturn Alley - they said it was a horned horned beast, but if someone really If you are stupid enough to buy those horns, just wait until your house is bombed into rubble. In addition to the Poison Horned Beast, that vendor also sells the Chimera Beast...

Anthony said sincerely: Don't tell me you bought a chimera, Hagrid.

No, I didn't buy it. Hagrid said proudly, Because of the Muggle Protection Act, the Ministry of Magic cleaned up Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley. The vendor knew that I had some tricks - he probably heard He said that I collected a dragon egg at the Hog's Head Bar last year - and he promised me that if I could help him hide those chimeras from search, he would get me dozens of feet of genuine horned camel skins.

Anthony repeated: Those.

Yes, there are about five or six of them. Hagrid said, They are very interesting... Did you know that Chimera beasts can change their teeth?

Anthony asked: How long have you had them, Hagrid?

Less than half a month. Hagrid recalled, But now that they have started to change their teeth, they should be three or four months old. The smuggler must have got some Chimera eggs, but They hatched before they could find a buyer...I wonder where he got them from... He finally noticed Anthony stopping, What's wrong?

Anthony tried hard to recall the description in the book: Do you remember at what age Chimaira began to show aggression?

Four or five months, after the teeth have been replaced. Hagrid said very familiarly, I took care of Professor Kettleburn's Chimera... It was about this age when it went to the reserve to fight with the fire dragon. Then I met Professor Kettleburn and was rescued and adopted by him. What good luck.

Anthony decided not to explore whether the good luck Hagrid was referring to was the Chimera Beast who met Professor Kettleburn after being injured by the fire dragon, or Professor Kettleburn who met the Chimera Beast.

He tried to explain the simple math to Hagrid: This means that in a month's time - which could be now - the five or six chimeras you have are going to be aggressive.

Yes. Hagrid said cheerfully, Their temper has become more and more serious recently, and Yaya is no longer willing to sleep in the house. I used the crate to help each of them make their own It's a small room, but they seem to prefer chewing on those crates... I remember one crate has been repaired five times, and three of them completely fell apart...

Anthony said worriedly, No, Hagrid, I mean your house is going to fall apart soon.

The scene came to mind: Hagrid might have kept his metal kitchen utensils and the big stone table so he could tell people he just decided to break open the house because he wanted to enjoy his food in the open air. ——The premise is that he can explain to others the five or six grumpy, weird-looking... er, cat-headed sheep that ran out of the ruins.

Hagrid waved his hand nonchalantly: That's impossible. Professor Kettleburn also has a Chimera.

And you have raised five or six young and energetic Chimeras. Anthony said, They, like fire dragons, are also Class XXXXX creatures. Charlie Weasley may be able to raise dragons, and so can Professor Kettleburn. Keep Myramon, but, Hagrid, I guess you don't have the license yet.

Well, I won't keep them forever. The man will get them all away as soon as the search is over, Hagrid said. They're not cheap, and he won't be willing to give them up.

Anthony insisted: Why don't you contact him immediately?

Hagrid said nonchalantly: It's not too late to contact the Ministry of Magic after the search is over, otherwise those evil people will definitely sentence these little things to death... They always fight against interesting animals.

Anthony wanted to say something else, but Hagrid stopped warily and tilted his head as if listening to something. Anthony stopped too, but his ears were filled with the patter of rain, the howling wind, and the distinctive rustle of the woods. He looked up at Hagrid.

Hagrid listened seriously for a while and looked in the direction of Hogwarts Castle.

It's strange, it seems like something ran past. Hagrid muttered, It's not something that belongs to the Forbidden Forest, but it's not something dangerous either. He shook his head in confusion, Maybe it was some reckless student.

I didn't hear anything, Anthony said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a very clear sound. The branches beside them swayed, and the falling water droplets crackled on the fallen leaves half buried in the soil.

Anthony turned his head, looked at the dimly lit woods, took out his wand, and whispered: Fluorescence flicker.

In the bright white light, the branches were finally pushed open. First there was a black, skinny long head, and then there was the long mane on the neck... The thin and long front legs were also black, with the joints prominently bulging out; the black body had folds on both sides. Bat-like black wings.

A Thestral.

Why are you here? Hagrid said happily, extending his hand to greet it, Come on, Wu Wu, you have already met Henry.

Thestrals walked slowly from between the tree trunks. Its white eyes looked at Anthony indifferently, then turned to Hagrid and stood beside him quietly. The heavy rain was still falling, and the raindrops rolled down from its smooth fur, without getting the dark, skeletal body wet at all.

Hagrid untied his brown-red cloak, reached into his arms and took out a bloody piece of beef.

You smell this, right? Hagrid said to Wuwu in a familiar tone, I can only give you half, and leave the rest to the poor little people in the awning.

He held the raw beef in his hand, bit it with his teeth, and tore it into two halves. Hagrid took them in his hands, bent down and looked at them carefully with the light of Anthony's wand, then threw the smaller piece with the tooth mark to Wuwu, and put the other piece back into his arms, bowing his head and saying, He vomited several mouthfuls of bloody saliva.

Wu Wu lowered his head and smelled the piece of beef soaked in the puddles carefully. Compared to the huge Thestral, that piece of beef was too small to be worth mentioning. It bared its fangs, picked up the beef, raised its head and chewed a few times, then the piece of beef slipped into its throat and was swallowed whole.

It swallowed a few times, shook its head, and moved forward a little more lightly and silently.

No, I can't give you the rest. Hagrid refused.

Anthony saw that there was still a faint red color of blood between Hagrid's teeth. In the dark forest, Hagrid's fluffy and messy beard and hair were tangled up because he was wet. He now looked like some kind of hideous ogre, or a big man with bleeding gums.

Wuwu looked at Hagrid for a while with emotionless white eyes, then turned his head and stared at Anthony again. Anthony still held up the wand, which emitted a steady light, and looked at it.

At this time, another thestral came out of the woods, and then another one appeared behind Hagrid, lowering its head and gently biting the edge of the sea turtle's cloak. Immediately afterwards, the fourth and fifth ones also came out...

Go, go! Hagrid said, pulling the cloak out of the Thestral's teeth, I didn't bring that much beef.

Wu Wu stretched his wings slightly, walked slowly to Anthony, and shook his head. The group of thestrals came over lightly and looked at Anthony coldly with their white eyes.

Um...hello. Anthony said. Being stared at by a group of tall, strange horses is not a particularly pleasant experience, especially when these scrawny horses have dragon-like heads and a pair of wings that would make biologists scratch their heads.

Hagrid encouraged: You can scratch their necks, Henry. They like it. It's their own way of communicating affection.

They like to scratch their necks, and I like a place where I don't have to get wet... Anthony said, slowly reaching out and placing his hand on the neck of the Thestral closest to him.

It stood calmly, unresponsive.

Anthony curled up his fingers and scratched lightly. Even if it's just the neck, Thestral still feels like a malnourished horse.

Hagrid shouted, Very well, Henry, that's it! I think it's starting to like you already!

Anthony met the huge white eyes so close to him. He couldn't see any emotion in those eyes, let alone liking.

I wouldn't be so sure, he muttered, scratching again.

With a swipe, the Thestral in front of him spread its wings - Anthony was startled - the branches above his head made a loud splash, and the accumulated rainwater was knocked off by the Thestral's wings. But not a drop of water hit Anthony's hat. The huge Thestral used its wings to protect Anthony and Hagrid from the rain.

Look. Hagrid said, patting the Thestrals affectionately, They are very smart animals. They can judge whether the other party is a friend or foe, and they will never be stingy in providing help. Let me tell you, the Thestrals They all seem to be quite interested in you.

Wuwu had already walked behind Anthony. As if dissatisfied with the wet felt hat on Anthony's head, Wu Wu pushed it away with his nose and cupped the back of Anthony's neck. Cold sharp teeth grazed his skin.

Anthony found himself suspecting that it wanted to scratch his neck too, which made him wonder if he was going a little insane.

You really don’t need to work overtime on weekends (faint)