Chapter 228： Buckbeak

"Then can you help me?"

Seeing Harry's excitement, Mike smiled, smiling happily.

Harry was really that simple little angel, still so simple.

"Of course, but I still need to prepare some things." Mike said sternly, "Well, after I find the venue, I will call some people and we will learn the Patronus Curse together. Maybe I can convince Lupin by then. The professor will come to teach us together."

Faced with what Mike said, Harry didn’t care about finding Lupin to come to class. Since the teaching level of the Hogwarts Dark Arts Defense class was generally not high in the past two years, although Lupin’s performance on the train was very good, Harry did Still have doubts about Lupin's teaching level.

And Lu Ping is a professor, he is very busy, why do you come to teach you at night for no reason?

Despite the doubts in his heart, Harry did not show it on the surface, but thanked Mike very politely.

When Mike saw this, he didn't intend to continue on this topic. If Harry insisted on teaching him tonight, he would be finished. His patron saint curse hadn't been practiced yet.

Noting that Harry was still a little sad after learning about the patron saint's curse, Mike said with a thought: "What the **** is going on with you today, what else happened?"

It was okay if he didn't ask, Harry couldn't hold himself up any more when he asked him, and he told Mike about the bad things that happened to him today like a bean.

Since Harry was really not a good storyteller, and there was a strong subjective desire in what he said, it took Mike for a long time to understand what happened today.

It turned out that Harry and the others went to their first divination class this morning. Originally, everyone happily did divination experiments and made up strange stories to deceive people. It was a joy to play.

However, the professor of the divination class, Professor Sybil Trelawney who had made the legendary prediction, jumped out to predict that Harry would die!

Harry would definitely be a joke if someone else said it, but it was a prediction made by the professor of fortune telling, and the other person also said that he had nose and eyes, and even said that he had seen a **** dog.

This makes Harry a little dubious.

However, this was not the most **** thing. The afternoon was Hagrid's first class, and Harry and others went to cheer Hagrid.

The usual courses of protecting magical creatures are mostly about learning some theoretical knowledge. Even if you have to come into contact with living magical creatures, they are small creatures such as tree guards and Humeizi, which are not very lethal and have cute appearances.

But Hagrid doesn't take the usual path, or his aesthetics is completely different from the public, he actually pulled a living eagle-headed horse-winged beast!

As the name suggests, the eagle-headed horse-body winged beast is a creature with the head and claws of an eagle, the body of a horse, the tail of a lion and a pair of large feathered wings.

This creature is actually a hybrid product of a griffon and a female horse. It is huge in size and has a certain aggressiveness, but because it has the blood of a griffon, it can also be tamed as a mount.

For the above reasons, the Ministry of Magic has given it a 3x level of danger, which means that a capable wizard can deal with this creature.

In fact, Hagrid was already very conservative. He was surprised that he didn't directly pull out a 4x or even 5x creature to come out of Mike.

Dealing with this kind of creature is actually very simple. It is enough to win the respect of the other party. Of course, bowing to him is one of the ways.

It stands to reason that this should be a thrilling but not unexpected class, but Hagrid obviously underestimated the bear kid's ability to do things.

The result of poor consideration was that Malfoy was scratched for being rude to the eagle-headed horse-winged beast named Buckbeak.

Although the injury is not serious, although it is Malfoy's own fault.

But Hagrid still needs to take the main responsibility, because he is a class professor, and he brought a 3x-level magical creature to these 3rd grade students.

And these 3rd grade students are obviously not ‘capable wizards’.

"You said Hagrid would be fired because of this incident?"

Harry asked Mike worriedly, he and Hagrid had a good relationship, and didn't want him to be expelled just like that.

"Don't worry, you will definitely not be expelled, but it is estimated that you have to learn a little lesson."

Harry was really worried, who was Hagrid?

The half-giant half-giant is Dumbledore's capable man, and Dumbledore has nothing to say about him.

You know that Hagrid was expelled from Hogwarts because he was framed by Tom Riddle, and the wand was broken by the Ministry of Magic and ordered to never use magic, but what happened?

Dumbledore secretly repaired his wand, and hid it in the little pink umbrella he carried with him.

Otherwise, why does Hagrid carry that little umbrella even if it doesn't rain? Shading?

Harry breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Mike said that Hagrid would not be fired. He didn't know why he trusted Mike so much. He only felt that if Mike said that Hagrid would be fine, then it would be fine.

As for Mike's saying that Hagrid would receive a little lesson, Harry didn't care, as long as he didn't get fired, he only taught Harry a little bit to believe that Hagrid's physique could survive.

And after Mike talked about Hagrid, he also became interested in the winged beast named Buckbeak.

He had only seen pictures of these large magical creatures in books before, and he hadn't touched them up close, so he couldn't help but feel a little itchy.

"I said, how about we go see Hagrid and Buckbeak?"

"This……"

Harry hesitated in the face of Mike's suggestion. He knew that Mike and Hagrid's relationship was not very good. In case the two people quarrel again, which side should he help?

"Don't worry, I won't quarrel with Hagrid." Mike promised with a vow, "And shouldn't we go to see Hagrid when this happened? He can't say how sad it is now."

Harry thought about it, and said, "Okay, I'll call Ron and Hermione."

Mike nodded in agreement, and the two began to look for Ron and Hermione together.

Ron is easier to find, this guy is a wizard chess fan, as long as he is free he will stay in the lounge to find someone to play chess.

But Hermione is more troublesome. Since Hermione chose all the electives this year, she was very busy. When Mike found her, she was writing in the library.

Seeing the books piled up by Hermione's table as tall as one person, Mike couldn't help swallowing.

This is really a master.

Faced with Mike's invitation, Hermione hesitated and finally agreed.

When the four of them went to the hut where Hagrid was, Mike finally couldn't help asking Hermione:

"Hermione, I heard that you signed up for all the electives?"

"Yes, so I have a lot of homework. If possible, I hope we can end this visit as soon as possible so that I can go back and finish my homework as soon as possible."

Ron instantly became dissatisfied after hearing Hermione's words, and whispered there, "Then you don't have to come..."

Halfway through the conversation, Mike and Hermione both cast their eyes on his face, making him unable to help swallowing the following words.

When he saw Ron no longer talking, Mike continued: "No, I am a little confused now. If I remember correctly, the time of the elective courses are in conflict with each other, how did you achieve two courses at the same time? ?"

"In fact, there are three courses, divination classes and arithmetic divination..."

Halfway through Ron's words, Hermione's angry gaze was turned back again.

"I will take care of it. I have already discussed with Professor McGonagall, and she agreed with me to do this." Hermione explained to Mike angrily, perhaps realizing that she was saying something impulsive, and then He Min said again, "Thank you for your concern, Mike."

Seeing that Hermione didn't want to say more about Mike and didn't force it, she smiled and said, "You're welcome, I'm just worried that you will be tired. To be honest, you are really lucky to be like this."

When saying this, Mike's eyes kept scanning Hermione's body, and finally fell on a metal necklace between her neck.

And Hermione blushed as she listened to Mike's gentle words and felt his hot gaze sweep over her.

Ron, who was walking at the end, saw all this in his eyes, and he silently made a retching motion.

The group of people came to the cabin where Hagrid was talking and laughing, but as soon as they entered, they smelled a strong smell of wine.

Hermione, Harry and the others couldn't help frowning and covering their noses, only Mike walked forward calmly.

I saw Hagrid lying crookedly on the ground, crying while pouring wine into his mouth. At this moment, his side was full of wine barrels. These wine barrels were huge, half a person tall. Mike was really Can't imagine how much wine Hagrid drank.

Hagrid stared at Mike with drunken eyes and dumbfounded for a moment before recognizing Mike's identity. He suddenly roared and threw the barrel in his hand on Mike.

The faces of Harry, Hermione and the others changed drastically. They never thought that Hagrid would be drunk and would attack Mike and suddenly screamed.

But Mike didn't panic at all. In the sound of Hermione and their screams, Mike raised his wand silently and drew a symbol in the air.

"Armor for body protection."

Immediately afterwards, a layer of protective shield appeared to block the wine barrel.

In an instant, the wine barrel shattered, and the scarlet wine in the wine barrel spilled all over the floor, making the wine in the cabin more intense.

"You bad boy and that little Death Eater in Malfoy's house are the same, both are bad species!"

Hagrid scolded and stood up, raised a fist larger than a casserole, and slammed it at Mike.

"Fainted."

As soon as Mike raised his eyebrows, he shot a red light and knocked Hagrid to the ground.

"It looks like I'm not here at the right time."

After doing all this, Mike turned to Hermione and the others, who was shocked and shrugged.

Harry and the others reacted and hurried forward to check Hagrid's situation, but before they were close to Hagrid, who was lying on the ground, there was a thunderous snoring.

...

Harry and others were speechless.

On the other hand, Mike walked to the grove outside the hut regardless of his power, and in his magical perception, he could clearly perceive the existence of a eagle-headed horse-winged beast in the fence there.

"Hey Mike! Where are you going?"

Harry and the others saw Mike walked out of the hut quietly, and hurried to follow.

"Since Hagrid is drunk, I can only go and see Buckbeak myself." Mike said naturally.

"Is this not so good?"

Harry whispered, he really didn't know how to stop Mike.

And while Harry was thinking about how to persuade Mike, Mike had already arrived in front of a pasture with a few people.

"Oh, this is... so beautiful."

Looking at the eagle-headed horse-winged beast Mike with its wings stretched in front of him, he exclaimed sincerely.

"Yeah, it's so cool." Ron echoed gloatingly. "It's a pity that you didn't come to the class of protecting magical creatures. Not only did you let us ride it in that class, but the fellow Malfoy was also caught. hurt!"

Mike glanced at Ron and said faintly: "It's a pity, I can ride it now."

After that, Mike walked to Buckbeak in the fence.

"Do not!"

Hermione and Harry shouted in unison.

Hermione felt that this creature had just wounded a person today, which was very dangerous. Harry simply felt that they were not in good contact with Buckbeak without Hagrid's consent.

"Don't worry, Mike will be fine." Ron said in an indifferent tone. "Don't forget, he is the champion of the duel at Hogwarts."

As soon as Ron had finished speaking, Harry and Hermione saw Mike, who was walking towards the behemoth, pulling out his dark wand.

Now Harry and Hermione began to worry about Buckbeak.

"Armor for body protection."

Mike quietly looked at the eagle-headed horse-winged beast that was alert to him, and silently put a layer of armor on himself.

But Buckbeak suddenly became anxious when he saw Mike starting to cast a spell, and saw him face Mike and spread his wings to make his figure bigger, and at the same time issued a warning hawk.

"Bow! Mike!"

Harry yelled anxiously, this is how Hagrid taught him, and he can get his approval by bowing to Buckbeak.

However, Mike raised his wand to Buckbeak unheard of.

"Roar!"

Seeing Mike aiming his wand at him Buckbeak was furious, and he roared and wanted to tear the villain in front of him with his claws.

But the next moment, Buckbeak froze.

I saw that on Mike's wand held high, the rich purple flames were gathering quickly, and in a short while a basketball-sized purple fireball was formed on the tip of the wand.

Although the fireball is small, the temperature is not low, and the feathers on Buckbeak began to twist and deform under the high temperature baking.

Under the suppression of the fireball, Buckbeak's body trembled slightly, and it felt the threat of death.

This is the instinct of its beast, and it is also the ability that it has relied on most since childhood. And now, this ability tells it that the villain in front of him is different from the large human before, and the person holding the fireball really wants to kill it!

"Kneel down."

Mike looked at the giant beast in front of him and said coldly.

In the next second, Buckbeak knelt on the ground with a plop of his front hooves. Its head hung down on the ground, wishing to bury its head in the soil like an ostrich, so that he dared not look at Mike.

Upon seeing this, Mike dispelled the Flame Curse, smiled and walked forward, grabbing Buckbeak’s feather and riding on it.

Mike's movements were very rough, and Buckbeak was very painful when he caught it. If others dared to do this, Buckbeak would definitely peck him, but at the moment it dared not move.

The Mike on the bird's back put his whole body on Buckbeak's body, while holding the feathers on his back with his left hand, and pressing the wand with his right hand against his neck.

"take off!"

With Mike's order, Buckbeak, whose neck was held by a wand, did not dare to resist, and flew up after a run-up.

Harry on the ground grew up and looked at Mike in the air, silent.