This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Riding on the back of a Hippogriff is completely different from riding a broomstick.

One is to believe in it, and the other is to believe in yourself.

Reeves also responded to Vincent's confidence.

It stopped more than a thousand feet in the air, slowly flapping its wings so that he could overlook the entire Forbidden Forest.

Although it was not the first time, the shock it brought was completely different.

The comfort of feathers, bumps and shakes is something you just can't get with a broomstick.

"Chirp--" Reeves' cry seemed to indicate that he had to sit still.

Vincent gently hugged its neck and lowered his body as much as possible.

The broad, jet-black wings flapped vigorously, and Reeves carried him downwards, shuttling back and forth between tall trees.

"Woohoo—" His sigh echoed in the Forbidden Forest and reached the ears of countless magical creatures.

Passing over the smoke-filled lakeside area, what comes into view is Blackie parked next to a tree.

Luofu was chasing after him panting not far away, looking like he was about to fall down from exhaustion at any moment.

Vincent waved his hand downwards, "Hey! Come on!"

Xiao Hei raised his head and widened his eyes.

Holding his breath, Luofu looked at the sky, staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Hagrid’s Care of Magical Creatures lesson turned out to be so much fun!

He glanced at Xiao Hei, who was staring blankly by the tree, and showed a particularly sinister smile.

While it's quiet now...

However, when he was about to touch the dog's head, Xiao Hei happened to look over.

"Woof!"

In the blink of an eye, it was behind another tree.

"ah!

! "Rolf dragged his tired body and chased after him again.

Reeves, who was walking through the forest, suddenly climbed up.

Vincent waved to Jomgander below and Gugu on its head, "This is our new friend, it's called Reeves!"

"Hiss—" Jomgander's big head retracted and returned to Astoria and the two cats.

Reeves was slightly frightened, but quickly regained his previous height.

It carried Vincent to the habitats of magical animals, seemingly wanting to bring him to see the world.

Groups of Acromantulas hurriedly retreated into their caves, and the centaurs who were ready to shoot arrows put down their bows and arrows.

The moon-crazy beast poked its big round silver head out from behind the rock, and the unicorn ran on the ground in pursuit.

Arriving at the edge of the mountain, the horned camel Anna called out "moo".

Reeves raised his head, flapped his wings and flew up the mountain.

Several giant monsters waved their big sticks fiercely, picked up rocks and threw them into the air.

When we were almost reaching the top of the mountain, we could vaguely hear several wolf-like roars.

Even though the wind was a bit loud, Vincent heard it.

He leaned close to Reeves' neck and looked at the mountains above.

Those are a bunch of savage-like guys.

Their roars were not hostile, as if they were asking about the purpose of their sudden visit.

"Chirp--" Reeves finished answering the question and hovered above their heads.

Vincent studied it carefully.

They have human-like bodies, with exposed skin mostly covered by sparse hair, and all of them are tall and strong.

This is a werewolf, a pure-blood werewolf.

If it were transformed from a human, the hair on its body would not be so thick.

"Woo——" And he couldn't make a sound like a wolf.

"Chirp—" Reeves' eagle chirped again.

Vincent on its back recalls werewolf habits.

Uncle Newt said in the book that pure-blood werewolves are not cruel and will not actively attack humans to expand the group.

Except when they transform on a full moon night, they are usually just like centaurs, not a dangerous race.

But not all werewolves are friendly, and the group headed by Fenrir Greyback is a special case.

Specially transforming children into werewolves, so that children can grow up with hatred for wizards away from their parents.

Voldemort's werewolf army was led by Greyback.

Threatening them and allowing them to bite the children of those who opposed them brought countless heavy pains to the British wizarding community.

The werewolf on the top of the mountain didn't seem to understand what Reeves was saying.

Vincent leaned out half of his body and waved goodbye to the werewolves below: "Goodbye!"

The tallest and strongest werewolf, who seemed to be the leader, shook his hands and responded in English that was not very fluent.

I could only vaguely hear who the students were and what kind of visitors they were.

Is it welcome or not?

Vincent turned his head and saw the werewolves standing on the edge of the mountain waving, as if to express goodwill.

The centaurs always believed that they were the masters of the Forbidden Forest and should have had contact with werewolves.

So if you want to be a guest, it's best to call Bain and Ronan together.

Reeves was not slow and soon flew to the smoke-filled lakeside area.

It takes less than 5 minutes to go back and forth, which is slightly slower than a flying broomstick.

From a distance, Vincent felt that there were many eyes looking at him.

"Chirp--" Reeves circled the field and then slowly landed.

Vincent jumped to the ground and gently stroked its forehead, causing it to make a "clucking" sound.

Hagrid came over and asked, "How do you feel?"

“Awesome!”

The students eagerly came to the fence.

"Don't worry!" Hagrid faced everyone, "Everyone has something, just line up first!"

Harry, who was almost sticking to the fence, had a look of anticipation in his eyes.

It would be such a joy to fly around on the back of a hippogriff.

Take a closer look, they are not very fierce.

Especially Reeves, who was being fed by Vincent, was as happy as Gugu who ate a little field mouse.

Hagrid looked at them and hesitated to speak.

Jomgund had gained a lot of weight since he first came to the Forbidden Forest, and the size of the mithril headgear had been adjusted three times.

If nothing unexpected happened, the hippogriff would be a long-term "employee" of the school.

And Reeves' weight...

"Okay, I'll take you to eat delicious food after class."

Vincent patted Reeves' forehead and went to the side to clear the center of the venue.

Hagrid took a deep breath and untied the leather collars of the remaining dozen hippogriffs one by one.

They didn't run to the students at the first time, it seems that they have understood the content of today's work.

Have a friendly exchange with the little wizards, and then take them to fly around the forbidden forest.

"Okay!" Hagrid waved to Harry who was standing in the front, "You can come in!

Remember, you must bow first, don't rush to improve the relationship!"

Harry went in first and came to the opposite side of a brown-feathered hippogriff.

Ron picked an orange one.

Hermione chose a light red one, and Daphne's was pure white.

By the time Draco came, more than a dozen little cuties had someone to communicate with.

He squinted at Reeves who was lying on the edge of the field.

Vincent subconsciously turned his head to meet this gaze.

In less than three seconds, Draco looked away.

It is impossible to be afraid, but the situation is weaker than people now, so I just have to endure it for the time being.

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