Hogwarts Outsider

　　 At a quarter past four on Saturday morning, Matthew Wickfield got up from bed.

　　 He put on a long-sleeved wizard robe, and put on his dragon leather gloves, and then left the empty Slytherin common room.

　　 There was no one in the Hogwarts corridor at this point, and even the people in the portrait were asleep there.

　　 Riding boots stepped on the marble floor, and the echo from this morning seemed a bit permeating.

　　 Just when Matthew was about to walk out of the oak gate of Hogwarts Castle, he was stunned and stopped.

　　Because of a big yellow dog with a tongue out, lying halfway in the gate of the castle.

　　 "That's it!" Matthew thought to himself in his heart.

　　 If Mr. Tang thinks he is the kind of student who violates the school rules by "night travel", stop himself and wait for Mr. Pringle to come...

　　 Although he has a valid reason, Mr. Pringle cannot embarrass himself. But as long as you delay a little time here, you will definitely be late when you go to Professor Keitelburn to report.

　　 Matthew looked at his watch. It was only about ten minutes before 4:30.

　　 bit the scalp and walked past Mr. Tang...but fortunately, this always sensitive golden retriever still seems to have not fully woken up today.

　　 When Matthew passed by, it almost didn't feel it.

　　 Matthew breathed a sigh of relief, pushed open the oak door that had been opened by a crack, and then took a breath of fresh air outside the castle.

　　……

　　 Matthew left the castle and crossed the field, walking in the direction of the Forbidden Forest.

　　 The sky is still bright and cold, but fortunately Matthew is wearing thick enough clothes.

　　 The night is about to fade away, and the surroundings are quiet, everything is silent, and the dawn is beginning.

　　 He quickly came to the edge of the forbidden forest. In the dark jungle, there was a sudden scream. Then a group of crows sprang out, and they flew past Matthew croaking, as if they felt something ominous.

　　 Soon, Matthew found a cabin around him.

　　 On the door of the wooden house, "Sivanos Kettleborn" was written crookedly.

　　 This is also the current residence of the professor of the conservation of magical animals at Hogwarts, the guard of the hunting ground and the key keeper.

　　 According to the original work, this room should belong to Rubeus Hagrid.

　　 is just the kind-hearted hybrid giant who is no longer in this castle.

　　 Where should he go?

　　As a **** supporter of Albus Dumbledore, he might have been killed fifty years ago, just like Neville’s grandma: Mrs. Augusta Longbottom.

　　 Matthew knocked on the door while thinking wildly.

　　 Only a "creak" was heard, and the door of the cabin was opened by itself.

　　 A group of black shadows rushed out, almost startling Matthew.

　　 This group of dark shadows seemed to touch Matthew's left wrist, and then he found that the watch on his wrist was missing for an instant.

　　 "Don't be a thief!" Professor Keitelburn's angry voice sounded from the cabin.

　　 Then, the group of dark shadows slowly returned to Matthew again, and Matthew was able to see its true colors.

　　 A strange creature covered in black hair with a long snout.

　　 "Return to the original owner!" Professor Keitelburn roared again.

　　 This little dark thing, some reluctantly took out a watch from under its fur, and handed it back to Matthew.

　　 is the watch that Matthew had been wearing on his wrist before.

When Matthew retrieved the watch, Professor Keitelburn’s voice sounded again: “This is just sniffing and likes shiny things. I’ve tried my best to train him not to be a thief, but the results seem to be unsatisfactory. ..."

　　 "...Alright, what is your name, child?" His voice gradually became serious.

　　 "Matthew Wickfield, Professor." Matthew replied, and he also glanced at Professor Kettleborn, who was still lying on the bed.

　　 To be honest, the professor of the magical animal protection class, as it currently looks, is a bit hideous--

　　 His three prosthetic limbs are quietly placed on the bed, lying on the bed. At present, they look like a "human 彘"...The only surviving left hand holds a magic wand.

　　 "Slytherin's boys group, are you alone?" Professor Keitelburn asked while using a magic wand to direct the prosthesis to be automatically installed on his body.

　　 "It's such a professor, Malfoy, Crabbe, and Gore, all of them were unable to participate in this after-school practice because of an accident..." Matthew began to explain to several of his roommates.

　　Professor Keitelburn apparently also knew about the attack, he nodded, and after the prosthesis was installed, he began to dress again.

　　 Taking advantage of this effort, Matthew began to look around the cabin:

On the ceiling, there are countless hams and pheasants; flames are burning in the fireplace, and something is burning in an iron pan full of things; there are dozens of different sizes in a thatched nest by the fire. One's egg...

　　 There are so many weird things. Probably wizards who love magical animals are all this virtue?

　　……

　　 "I think you haven't eaten breakfast yet, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Wickfield?" Professor Keitelburn, who was dressed, asked.

　　 "Yes." Matthew nodded. The auditorium opens at half past six in the morning, and now it is only half past four.

　　 "Then have some rock cake on my side!" Professor Keitelburn said enthusiastically: "Sit down first!"

　　 Matthew sat obediently at a round table, and a delicate teapot was placed on the table... As Matthew looked at it carefully, the teapot suddenly shook violently, which shocked Matthew.

　　At the same time, a plate of hard cakes with raisins in it flew in front of Matthew.

　　 Is this the legendary Hogwarts dark food "rock cake", it looks a bit like a sliced ​​cake.

　　 Matthew tasted it a little bit, it was slightly crispy, and the taste was actually good, and it was not as capable of crushing teeth as in the legend.

　　 Sure enough, it was Hagrid that had the problem, not the rock cake.

　　 "What are our practice content after class today, professor?" Matthew asked curiously while eating breakfast.

"A nest of vampires appeared in the Forbidden Forest, and many poor animals were brutally attacked by them." Professor Keitelburn was stuffed with a pile of rock cakes, and his words were a little unclear: " I finally got the permission of Professor Rozier to find their nest; you just need to be my assistant."

Looking at Matthew's slightly discolored face, Professor Keitelburn continued: "Don't worry, I am almost as familiar with the Forbidden Forest as I am with my wife... You will not be in any danger with me. "

　　 "Of course, this is just an analogy." He added:

　　 "Because I don't have a wife!"