Hogwarts Everything is Three

Hermione walked slowly on the lawn. The drizzle was continuous, and the sky was gray. Hermione walked across the grass in the crystal-like raindrops, with socks and cloak wet.

The Forbidden Forest looks like it has been enchanted. Every tree is shining silver, as if covered with a layer of tulle. Raindrops fall from the leaves and fall onto the hairs of the little wizards. I feel very uncomfortable.

And this discomfort turned into anxiety and worry when he heard a low, throbbing moan from Hagrid's cabin.

"Hagrid!" Hermione slammed the door, "Hagrid, are you in there?"

There was a heavy footstep, and the door creaked open. Hagrid stood there, eyes red and swollen, and tears hit the front of his leather vest.

"Why did you come here so early?" Hagrid leaned against the door, took out a large handkerchief, and wiped his face carelessly.

"The weather is bad, I want to come over soon and get a good place." Hermione said, and asked repeatedly, "What happened?"

"God... Gok..." Hagrid choked again.

Hermione quickly took Hagrid's arm and helped him back into the room.

Hagrid slumped into a chair and started crying out of control. With tears streaming down his face, he noticed Hermione's gaze and bought his face into the palm of his hand.

"Hagrid..." Hermione felt clear and patted Hagrid on the arm sympathetically.

"Aragok," Hagrid kept wiping his eyes, "it's gone! Not only it, but all the eight-eyed giant spiders are gone. I should have thought about it, I should have noticed it, he clearly reminded Me, I didn't find anything! My Aragog!"

Hagrid whimpered like a beast and wiped his eyes with his sleeve.

Hermione went to bring Hagrid a cup of steaming tea and put it on the table in front of Hagrid. She didn't know how to comfort him for a while.

"It would be much better to have a cup of tea to ease your emotions. Class will be in a while. It might not be great to show everyone what the professor looks like." Hermione wanted to divert Hagrid's attention.

"I'm not quite normal these days," Hagrid stroked Fang with one hand and wiped his face with the other. "Worry about Aragog, and no one likes my class—"

"I like it." Hermione lied immediately. "Harry and Ron also like it."

Hagrid was silent for a while, then stood up: "You are right, Hermione, I can't let you down, let's go and see the snails, they are growing very well these days."

Hermione silently followed behind Hagrid and helped him close the door of the room.

Fried snails do grow very fast, even though no one knows what they like to eat.

Hermione noticed that Hagrid felt much better when he saw the snails. Obviously he loves these creatures that are hated by the little wizards from the heart.

"I suggest that you come to my hut every other day to observe the snails and record their unusual behavior."

"I'm not coming," Draco Malfoy said unequivocally when Hagrid made this suggestion with the look of Santa Claus taking out an oversized toy from his pocket. "I've seen enough in class. Annoying stuff, thanks."

The smile on Hagrid's face faded.

"Do as I said," he growled, "this is related to your final grade."

The little wizards were shocked by their success. They seemed to realize on the first day that the big man in front of them was not just a hunting ground guard or key keeper, but also a genuine professor who controlled their final grades.

So in the subsequent groups, they all obeyed Hagrid's assignment obediently.

Compared to other people's fear of angry big men. Harry breathed a sigh of relief for Hagrid, he finally started to look a little like a professor.

While Hermione was happy for Hagrid, she couldn't help complaining: "It would be better if the object of observation was not this unpleasant snail."

When Hermione put a pile of cabbage mixed with a pile of mashed meat that she didn’t know what meat into a carton, and walked to the snails area to lure a few, all the snails were in the entire enclosure. They were all agitated and rushed to Hermione's direction.

In particular, the two with the largest body squeezed out all the others of the same kind and got in front of Hermione, entangled in the fight for the first position.

"Don't squeeze, don't fight." Seeing that the two snails were blasted with flames, and they were about to burst out of the box soon, Hagrid stepped forward and strongly separated the snails.

Hermione looked at the situation in front of her, and silently stepped back behind the crowd. She didn't want to tell others about what happened here.

"It's weird. They are my favorite two. I have never seen them fight so fiercely. Is this the time for breeding again?" Hagrid scratched his head, and he couldn't figure out the situation. Snails are bred by lionheads and fire crabs, so their habits are difficult to control."

Hermione blinked her eyes when she heard the words, with an ominous premonition in her heart.

That night, a figure that wrapped his head tightly in a scarf sneaked into the hunting ground.

As he approached Hagrid’s hut, this figure turned into a lion-headed helicopter, stepping on catwalks, lowering its voice, and approaching the breeding area of ​​the snails.

As soon as Hermione arrived, the snails rushed in her direction like crazy. The two in the front began to attack each other like dancing to the rhythm in order to compete for the first position. He even made the attacking action of using his forefoot to support his body and throwing the fire-breathing tail over.

Hermione hurriedly lowered her voice, and tried to pass on these thoughts: "Stop, stop! You guys don't fight!"

The snails, who had just been desperately fighting for their position, were mysteriously quiet. Although they did not leave, they were much better than the chaotic scene just now.

Hermione’s worries became reality, but finally there was no further confusion. Hermione glanced nervously in the direction of Hagrid’s hut, and found that he was not moving. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the snails are from time to time. Hagrid had gotten used to it.

With the last hope, she tried to order a few snails, but desperately found that they all completed the task perfectly.

Hermione was irritated and unconsciously swaying her stinged tail. Although she felt that the eight-eyed giant spider was enslaved by gems and had to "voluntarily" become a soul-sucking object, it was a bit pitiful, but she still admired Penello very much. Animagus, like a spider queen who can command so many eight-eyed giant spiders.

Hermione had imagined that she could command so many monsters as his subordinates, and would definitely train them to be much better than Penello’s messy formation, but never expected that her Animagus really There is also this similar ability, but the object is the disgusting-looking snail that even Hagrid himself can't think of any use!

This must not let Alan and the others know ~www.ltnovel.com~ Otherwise, the nasty Penello will always use this to laugh at himself, and then he will call himself the queen of snails or something!

Thinking of this, Hermione couldn't help but let out a sad sigh—"Oh!" As a result, because he was not familiar with the new way of vocalization in this state, the sigh was completely turned into a loud lion call.

This kind of movement finally alarmed Hagrid. Hermione heard the creaking of the wooden door of Hagrid's hut. She ran to the opposite direction of Hagrid's hut in a panic. It took a few steps to remember to remove the deformation.

Hermione, who had recovered his human form, walked back again, and walked around the test area of ​​the snails in the direction of the forbidden forest, preparing to reach a place where she can apparate, and then return to school in another direction.

When Hermione approached the area where the snails were located, the two largest snails fought restlessly. They fought more intensely than ever, and they both embraced and died together.

Hermione looked at the ashes and raised the magic wand in her hand in surprise. She found that the souls of the two snails that had just died were automatically absorbed by her wand. Hearing Hagrid's footsteps, Hermione didn't have time to look closely, and walked away.

Hagrid came to the area where the snails were blown up, looked around the surrounding environment vigilantly, then leaned down and found the footprints of the huge monster left by Hermione in the Animagus state from the messy little wizard shoe prints.

"The Sphinx and Helicopter! Is it Gino? I sneaked over so far to see his offspring..." Hagrid took out his large handkerchief and wiped his wet eyes, and couldn't help but start sobbing: "I I knew it wasn't bad in nature, and I didn't want to use its thorns to attack me secretly when I came back this time."