Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

"Creatures in the Forbidden Forest?" Hagrid heaved a sigh of relief, "That's no problem."

If it is necessary to dig three feet into the Forbidden Forest, the workload is indeed too great. Even if Dumbledore and the magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest allow it, Hagrid feels that with his own physique and the help of Grapp, he must more than ten years.

But if only to pull Fantastic Beasts out.

That's easy.

I, Rubeus Hagrid, King of the Forbidden Forest!

"Is there anything else?" Hagrid pressed.

Harry shook his head: "That's enough."

He immediately stood up and lifted the bed, and pulled out his teeth: "I'll go now, when I'm done, Harry, I'll write to you."

Resolute and decisive.

Harry and the others didn't follow, and turned to go to the Quidditch pitch.

Next Saturday, the Quidditch team will select new players. Ron wants to participate. He has been at Hogwarts for five years, and this year is the sixth year. He must not miss the most interesting sport among students.

He made an appointment with Harry to train him well.

Hagrid's control over the Forbidden Forest is much stronger than in previous years. After being prepared to continue using the wand, a half-blood giant with a strong physique who can cast spells is a replica of Harry in a sense. Magic spells are not his opponents.

Although Hagrid dropped out of Hogwarts in his third year.

It also looks silly.

But his talent in magic is not bad, at least he has the level of an outstanding graduate of the seventh grade.

Only one day later, on Sunday afternoon, Hagrid's letter fell in front of Harry.

"Hagrid already fixed it?" Hermione was a little surprised.

Harry nodded: "The appointment time is midnight, he is afraid that if we go over now, there will be too much commotion."

Wait until midnight.

They set out from the castle without any cover and greeted cheerfully Mr. Filch, who was out on patrol after curfew.

Mr. Filch has been in a good mood lately.

It seems to be because Hogwarts finally never saw George and Fred again, with red faces and high spirits.

Even his back is straight, and he looks many years younger. It can even be ignored that he is in his sixties, almost seventy years old this year, and he has almost reached the end of a Squib who can't do magic and is indistinguishable from ordinary people. end of life.

Contrary to him.

Mrs. Norris became thinner and less energetic than before, and followed her master's footsteps, as if tied by a rope, always sticking to his side.

"Is Filch in love?" Ron asked suddenly after going down three flights of stairs.

Filch's appearance reminded him of George and Fred.

They don't usually dress up very much, they are sloppy.

But since Fred fell in love, he suddenly dressed like a dog.

Filch is doing the same now.

The clothes were clean and new, the hair was done, and Mrs. Norris was washed fluffy even with Potter's tonic.

"Probably not?" Hermione frowned.

Ron lowered his voice: "I heard last year that Filch looks like Mrs. Pince."

"Mrs. Pince has a husband," interrupted Hermione.

Harry shook his head: "Filch doesn't smell like a woman, but he smells like potions."

"Potion?" Ron was taken aback.

What did Hermione think of: "What is that Smith's Curse Training Class?"

"I'm not sure, but it doesn't affect my body." Harry continued walking forward, "The potion is a normal vitality potion. The formula has been changed, and the level is quite high. Drinking more will only benefit the body."

"Added some."

"Rhodiola and holy basil?"

Ron turned around in surprise: "Harry, did Filch show it to you, or"

"Yes, it smells." Harry nodded.

Hermione sniffed hard: "All I can smell is nightshade."

Ron looked at Hermione even more surprised.

All he could smell was Filch's perfume.

"Just pretend that Mr. Filch spent money on potions." Harry continued softly. He glanced back. Filch and Mrs. Norris had disappeared at the end of the corridor, and Peeves' arrogant laugh could still be vaguely heard. Voice.

They walked out of the castle, to the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Hagrid was already there waiting for them, wand in one hand and lamp in the other.

"Harry." He waved his hand, "This way."

"The centaurs don't really want to get out of the Forbidden Forest, we have to go into the forest."

They didn't go too far into the woods either, and stopped in an open space in front of a small lake.

There are already many magical creatures clustered here.

A full-grown, robust unicorn, followed by a litter of cubs whose golden fur hadn't faded.

The centaur was teasing them with a branch.

Hippogriffs and kittens come together, with a cluster of velvet on their heads.

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There are also some relatively dangerous black magic creatures. Fat poisonous beasts are huddled in the corner, staring greedily at the group of little unicorns, but they dare not speak or even stay far away to resist the young unicorns. The cub's temptation to himself.

Almost all the creatures on Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them are included here.

Except for the relatively rare and powerful magical creatures like fire dragons and sphinxes.

Harry looked around: "Hagrid, where's your spider friend?"

"Aragok doesn't want to come." Hagrid shrank his head. "He doesn't really want to see you."

Harry was not a very friendly person to acromantula.

Over the years, they were often attacked by Harry, opened the poison sac, and took the venom.

"I'd love to see it." Harry tilted his head and looked into the distance, "The acromantula's territory has grown bigger again."

His words just fell.

The centaur responded with dissatisfaction, "Hagrid, you should take care of those eight-legged guys!"

"They are too arrogant!"

"You are not here this summer, they are unscrupulous, my clansmen have clashed with them several times, and several were killed!"

The unicorn howled in agreement.

Even those dark magic creatures are very complaining.

"I'll be with," Hagrid began.

Harry interrupted him: "Hagrid, this is too big now, let me go and talk to them."

"Aragok should be part of the Forbidden Forest."

Hagrid hesitated: "Harry, we have to talk."

"I've always been good at talking." Harry nodded, pinched his hands, and counted something.

Hagrid took Harry and Ron, who was eager to try, left.

Hermione walked carefully to the unicorns, squatted down, and stroked the group of little unicorns.

They didn't take a few steps before stepping into the territory of the giant spider.

"Here? I have the impression that this place didn't seem to be the territory of acromantia before." Ron looked up at the spider web hanging between the branches of the tree. Even though he was no longer afraid of spiders, this dense thing still made him Can't help frowning.

I made up for 4,000 at night. I fell off the bed yesterday and went to the hospital. It was too late when I came back. I didn’t wake up until after ten o’clock QAQ