Harry Potter’s Fantastic Animals Guide

　　 "It must be Snape, we have all seen it, and as long as he can do such a thing in the academy!"

　　In Hagrid's cabin, Ron said angrily.

　　 After Harry's game, they gathered here.

　　 "Impossible, it can never be Snape." Hagrid shook his head quickly.

　　 "But he has been staring at Harry chanting a spell. I have read in the book that if you cast a curse on someone, he needs to keep staring at him." Hermione said loudly.

　　 "You need to do the same to cast a protective spell." David muttered, "And I really want to see Professor Quirrell also staring at Harry and casting the spell."

　　 He wanted to erase some of the suspicion from Professor Snape, but Snape and Professor Dumbledore would not let him tell Harry about the plan that Dumbledore had made and the role that Professor Snape played in it.

　　 So he can only use this euphemistic way.

　　 Hermione was taken aback, and did not speak for a while.

"Professor Quirrell? No, it can't be him." Ron said categorically, "He also helped us when school started. If it weren't for him, we would definitely be entangled by Filch until the end of get out of class, then McGonagall. The professor can't spare us."

　　 "Professor Quirrell must be casting a protection spell to protect Harry," Ron said.

　　 Harry nodded in approval: "Yes, and we also discovered earlier, Snape's secret, he wants to steal something guarded by the three-headed dog!"

　　 "Three-headed dog? Lu Wei? How do you know it?" Hagrid pulled off his beards in surprise.

　　 "Lu Wei?" David said softly, what kind of ghost name is this?

"Yes, Lu Wei, I named the three-headed dog, but it doesn't seem to like it very much. Every time I call it, it ignores me." After speaking, Hagrid's expression was a little frustrated. .

　　 Nonsense, it's called Moloch, which is much more advanced than Lu Wei, how can it care for you!

　　 David thought with disdain, it's better to use my technique of naming!

　　 "Wait a minute, isn't that the point?" Harry said quickly, "Hagrid, you said the three-headed dog belongs to you?"

　　 "Yes, I bought it from a Greek." Hagrid said proudly, "I lent him to Dumbledore to guard..."

　　 Speaking of this, Hagrid suddenly seemed to realize something and stopped hurriedly.

　　 "What? Hagrid, keep talking!" Harry shook Hagrid's big hand.

　　 Hagrid pulled out his hand angrily and said loudly, "Okay, okay, I won't say it, it's confidential, I promised Dumbledore!"

　　 After a while, Hagrid drove them out of the hut. Under Harry's questioning, Hagrid still accidentally missed it.

　　 Let Harry and the others successfully know that the protection of the three-headed dog is related to Nick Mailer.

　　 I really got it right to Professor Dumbledore, they don't need to tell Harry, Hagrid will do it for him.

　　啧啧, is this also Dumbledore's plan?

　　 Hagrid doesn’t know how to act...

　　 David sighed in his heart.

　　 "David, do you know who Nick Mailer is?" Hermione asked, frowning.

　　 "I don't know." David shrugged: "I haven't heard my grandfather talk about it, it shouldn't be a modern wizard."

　　 My reminder is obvious enough, right?

　　 David thought that he had already read about Nick Mailer in the book, and it was also on the Chocolate Frog card.

　　 But he didn't know if it counted as extra help for Harry and the others?

　　 So he can't speak directly.

　　 David suddenly realized what Hagrid felt, and it was really painful not to say it!

　　 is like a cat scratch...

　　 "Or, shall we go to the library?" Harry said eagerly, and he wanted to know the identity of this person right now.

　　 "It's almost night, why don't you go tomorrow?" David said tentatively.

　　 "No!" Hermione said loudly, "Let's go now, there are four or five hours left in the evening!"

　　 After speaking, she dragged David to a quick walk in the direction of the library.

　　 Harry also hurriedly followed, and Ron seemed a little reluctant. Compared to going to the library, he now wants to go to the auditorium to have a nice meal and then go back to the dormitory to sleep.

　　 When they arrived at the library, Hermione didn't seem to listen to David's words. They took a lot of books about modern history and wizards.

　　 David could only flip through the side perfunctorily, and then taking advantage of the effort to go to the toilet, David fold a paper airplane and flew out.

　　 When it was almost 7 o'clock, David rushed to the auditorium to eat something, and then returned to the Gryffindor lounge.

　　 Hermione borrowed a lot of books from the library, and she decided to keep fighting.

　　 Ron flicked through the book as if collapsed, and Harry was not as strong as he was at the beginning.

　　啧, two little guys without perseverance!

　　 David thought with disgust, then he put the book in front of him, pretending to look like he was actually resting with his eyes closed.

　　 It was 10 o'clock in the evening that Hermione let them go back to the dormitory, and she had decided that everyone would go to the library tomorrow morning.

　　 Looking at her posture, the good weekend is gone.

　　 Back to the dormitory, David saw a paper airplane on the bed, and he hurried over to hide it.

　　 While Harry and the others were not paying attention~www.ltnovel.com~ David opened it and saw a line written on it: I have prepared hot chocolate for you.

　　 It seems that I can’t sleep well tonight.

　　 David sighed, changed his clothes hurriedly, lay down on the bed, and wanted to hurry up and take a rest.

In the middle of the night, after Harry and the others were asleep, David yawned. After rubbing in the bed for a while, he got up and went invisible, and walked slowly to an ugly and strangely huge stone beast, which blocked him. The way to go.

　　Professor didn’t seem to tell me the password!

　　 David scratched his head, looked up at the high window, or flew in?

　　 Wait...paper airplane!

　　 David took out the paper airplane that Dumbledore had sent him from his bag, and took a look at it.

　　 "Hot chocolate?" David said tentatively.

　　 The stone beast in front of him shook and jumped aside, the wall behind it cracked in half, exposing the spiral staircase that kept moving inside.

　　 David walked up, and after a few laps, he arrived at Dumbledore's office.

　　 The portraits hung around the office were all asleep at this time, and there were snoring noises one after another. I don't know how Dumbledore endured them.

　　 "Professor?" David looked around and couldn't find Dumbledore, so he whispered.

　　 After a while, there were footsteps on the steps opposite David, and Dumbledore appeared at the top of the stairs.

　　 He wears a lavender peaked hat on his head, a small ball hung on the top of the hat, and a purple pajamas, dotted with some moons and small stars.

　　 "My boy, what can I do when you come to see me so late?" Dumbledore said, holding the ball on his hat aside.