Hogwarts: Harry Returns from the Witcher

Chapter 111 The first lesson of the Forbidden Forest, you need to use your brain (the third update, please subscribe~)

They passed Hagrid's cabin.

The ranger was too busy with his professor's work to pay attention to the three little wizards.

Excited, Ron strode close behind Harry.

The Forbidden Forest was a bit different from what he had imagined, it was very quiet, there were almost no obvious sounds of animals and birds, and there were occasional rustling sounds.

Let him be on tenterhooks.

But it was impossible to tell whether it was the footsteps of animals or the wind blowing the leaves.

And so on into the woods.

Harry took out the Sorting Hat, pulled out the painting, tapped his wand, and the map emerged.

I have to say that Gryffindor is indeed very funny.

A spell has been cast on the map, and even if thousands of years have passed, it has been maintained with Hogwarts' magic power, even if it is him, it cannot be "duplicated into a double".

With another wave of the wand, the map I drew flew out, and the two were compared.

"Harry, during the summer vacation, Albus wanted to get the map from me." The Sorting Hat claimed the credit, "I haven't given it to him all this time, why don't you praise me?"

"That's the credit of the contract, what does it have to do with you?" Harry waved his hand and answered casually.

Thousands of years ago, this place was once the territory of a group of foxes.

just now…

Rabbits nest here.

With another wave of his wand, a new sheet of parchment flew out, drawing contrasting terrain.

The Sorting Hat was very dissatisfied: "He is Dumbledore, if he is willing..."

"Speak straight." Harry interrupted its chatter.

The Sorting Hat paused: "I mean, Fox brought me a magazine some time ago, you know, Wizard Weekly, recommending new hats..."

Harry was taken aback, and looked down at it: "Are you in love?"

"Which one do you like, I'll buy it for you."

"But..." Speaking of this, he was a little embarrassed, "I haven't learned the magic spell of injecting thoughts, and I'm a male, if you don't mind..."

The Sorting Hat panicked: "No, my God, what are you thinking, Harry?"

"Why are you like Rowena?"

"I didn't think about being in love."

"I just……"

Ron poked his head over curiously: "What happened to Ms. Ravenclaw?"

"She was very kind, and Helga was very worried about whether I would be lonely with a hat after they left, so she asked me if I wanted to make another hat." The Sorting Hat sighed, very helpless.

"I'm giving you a blind date?" Harry asked in a strange tone.

The Sorting Hat pointed its tip: "Even Gryffindor is like this, but I'm just a hat, but they didn't force it, and they gave up that idea when I refused."

"Otherwise I wouldn't be the only Sorting Hat now."

Harry reminded it: "Have you ever thought that if you have another hat, you won't have to be a cat scratching board for decades?"

The Sorting Hat froze.

It quieted down, thinking carefully.

Harry continued to explore the way forward.

Ron was very happy. He had only been in for less than an hour, and he picked up a handful of unicorn hair, a piece of white meat, and a few aconites...

If this continues, maybe the family's book expenses will be saved next year.

The Sorting Hat finally realized: "No, Harry, we're not talking about the cat scratcher. The headmaster has passed away. Dumbledore only has Fawkes. It... um... It's relatively clean and rarely touches me. .”

"I would say decorations..."

Harry interrupted it: "But Professor Dumbledore is old and will retire in a few years?"

"Principal McGonagall will take over at that time."

The Sorting Hat shook its tip: "Minerva is very serious and reliable. She is a qualified professor candidate, but what about her succession?"

"I remember Minerva had no pets."

Ron tugged at it: "But Professor McGonagall's Animagus is a cat."

The Sorting Hat froze, and there were many wrinkles on the hat.

The problem is coming.

Even the well-informed Sorting Hat doesn't know whether Animagus cats have the habit of looking for cat scratching posts.

"And Hermione is very good, what if she becomes the principal in the future?" Harry asked another heart-wrenching question.

The Sorting Hat gets more folds.

"Um……"

"Um……"

He was very embarrassed, held back for a long time, and then sighed: "Then let's be a cat scratching board. Thinking about those days, I was quite happy. Besides, Godric and the others are long gone. Even if you regret it, it won't help."

Hermione grabbed it: "Then I'll take you back today, Crookshanks misses you very much."

"Don't!" the Sorting Hat shrieked, "kind, kind Miss Granger, please don't do this, I'm just making fun of it, I don't really like that kind of life."

"Didn't you say that you fancy accessories?" Hermione didn't let go, "I'll buy you which ones you fancy, as long as you play with Crookshanks for a few days."

The Sorting Hat hesitated, and after a while, hesitantly asked, "Really?"

"Of course." Hermione nodded.

The Sorting Hat lightly tapped the tip of Hermione's hand on the back of Hermione's hand: "How long will a piece of jewelry play with that cat and raccoon?"

"A week?" Hermione tossed out the price.

The Sorting Hat shook his head, bargaining: "One day, one day!"

Hermione sneered and let go of her hand: "Forget it."

"Forget it, I still have Harry." The Sorting Hat flattered, and said slowly, "Harry, I like some..."

Harry waved his wand: "I'm busy now, don't bother me."

"I suggest you discuss it with Hermione."

Hermione snorted happily.

The Sorting Hat twisted and poked the back of her hand with the tip of the hat: "Then two days?"

"At least three days." Hermione held up three fingers.

The Sorting Hat sighed and agreed: "Okay, okay, three days is three days, let me tell you, I have a lot of experience with cat scratchers, so Miss Granger, you must buy me the best quality. "

"Do you have Wizards Weekly?"

"I'll give you after I go back..."

Harry stopped suddenly.

Ron, who was only looking down at the ground, bumped his head on Harry's back, and his head touched the hard leather armor, making him scream in pain.

Hermione stopped, "What's wrong?"

"Here are the teaching aids." Harry looked back at them and smiled.

This kind of smile made the two of them tremble in their hearts, their hairs stood on end, and a chill rushed up along the tailbone.

"What teaching aids?" The two swallowed.

Harry looked at the quiet forest aside, and said softly, "Ron should like it very much, oh...they are here."

Whoosh—

A stream of milky liquid popped out of the woods, heading towards Harry.

Harry waved his wand.

The flame surged and collided with the white liquid, burning it clean.

Click, click, the noise that even Hermione and Ron could hear was getting louder, and several black, large dog-sized spiders crawled out of the shadows, swinging their claws at them.

The visitor is not good.

Ron turned pale and trembled, "Spider...spider."

Hermione's face was also pale, but she was calmer than Ron, and stammered out the entry: "Acromantula, a 5X-level black magic magical creature."

"They are extremely intelligent. Judging by their size, they should be 20 to 30 years old."

Harry shook his head: "No, they're only in their teens."

"It's not mature yet, it's still growing. The reason they are big is because they are all female spiders."

"Let's run away." Ron was decisive.

Harry looked at him: "Why did you run away, just because you were afraid?"

Ron was taken aback.

"Funny funny?" Harry waved his wand and said the spell from Defense Against the Dark Arts class, "Remember what Professor Lupine said?"

"overcome fear."

"You are a wizard, and you are very good. Transfiguration is 'O', and Charm is 'E'. These are just immature giant spiders. At most..."

The acromantula wouldn't pounce on them when they were chatting. Its claws were sharp, shiny black, and highly poisonous.

boom--

With a flick of his wand, Harry sent it flying.

"You see, they're easy to deal with."

"You can survive three spells under my hands, but they can't survive even one. You are much stronger than them."

Ron's face became resentful, and he sighed: "Harry, I know you are kind."

"But next time, it's better not to comfort people."

He gritted his teeth, waved his wand, and uttered a spell. The vines in the forest stretched towards the giant spider that was circling behind Harry, ready to launch a surprise attack.

With another wave, the vine twisted, unscrewing its belly.

Green blood almost splashed on his face.

Hermione also waved her wand, and petrified them all - as dark magic creatures, they have a certain degree of magic resistance, and the third-year little witch's spell is difficult to be effective.

She also quickly changed tactics and used the Transfiguration Charm.

But the reason why giant eight-eyed spiders can become the king of the Forbidden Forest is not only because of their "XXXXX" level of danger, but also because of their huge population.

Knock one off.

Ten or twenty of them came out of the woods.

Ron and Hermione were still a little unfamiliar at first, but gradually, as they became familiar with the battle ideas, the Transfiguration surged, and the speed of solving it became faster.

But no matter how fast they were, they couldn't compare to the speed at which the giant eight-eyed spider surrounded them.

It was densely packed and soon filled a circle.

When they started to pant, their mana was almost exhausted, and there was already a corpse of acromantula lying around.

"Harry, I really can't do it anymore." Hermione panted heavily, her face flushed, and she waved her hands, "I don't have any energy left."

Ron was better than Hermione, but not by much.

Harry nodded, smiling, and waved his wand.

A fallen tree twisted and turned into a gigantic snake. Harry touched the Sorting Hat again, and a handful of white powder flew out and landed on the snake.

The breath spread and was blown by the wind, spreading out.

No need to do it.

clack clack-

This group of giant eight-eyed spiders fled quickly, scrambling to be the first, and they all disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Today's first lesson." Harry looked at the two stunned people. "Sometimes solving problems doesn't have to be done with magic spells. The brain is a very useful thing."

Hermione said dryly, "Oh, yes..."

"The basilisk is the natural enemy of the acromantia. You even gave each of us a pack of basilisk bone meal."

(End of this chapter)