Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Ivan and Buckbeak are familiar with it, and he has ridden it in the past to storm the nest of the octave spider.

Seeing Ivan and them, Buckbeak stretched his head out and tapped his sharp, blade-like mouth.

“Oh, my God!” Hermione said nervously, "It's still a little scary, isn't it? ”

“A little, but don't be confused by the outside, it's actually friendly.” Ivan said, looking into the eye of a winged beast.

His eyes bowed deeply to it without blinking, and after a few seconds Buckbeak bent down as well.

Behind him, Harry, Hermione and Elaine bowed down to him as well.

This is a way of expressing friendship and greeting the hippogriff, even if they are friends.

After bowing, Buckbeak let them gently touch its feather-covered head, making it look very gentle.

“We just learned the other day that Buckbeak is the most popular of them all," Elaine said.

“Hello!” a loud voice rang and interrupted her words.

Hagrid turned from behind the cabin, wearing a large, printed apron with a pocket of potatoes.

His big hound teeth heeled at his feet, his teeth roaring and pounding at Ivan.

“Don't mess with it! It'll bite off your fingers!” Hagrid said, "Oh, you guys! ”

Teeth jump up and down on Hermione and Elaine, wanting to lick their ears, tails swinging behind them.

Hagrid stopped and looked at the four of them and turned around and walked into the cabin, heavily closing the door.

“Oh, my God!” Hermione said, looking terribly sad.

“Looks like he's still angry.” Ivan said.

“Don't worry, he'll be fine.” Harry said face to face, knocking hard in front of the cabin.

“Hagrid! Open the door, we want to talk to you! ”

There was no sound inside, just Harry's knocking.

“If you don't open the door, we'll blow it open!” Harry said he pulled out the wand.

“No, Harry, you can't...” Hermione tried to stop him, and the girl pounded on her, "No! ”

I don't know if she's telling Harry not to blow up the door, or if she's telling the girl not to lick her.

“Why not?!” Harry said, raising his wand, "Stand back! ”

“If it's going to blow up, just one restoration spell will bring the door back to normal.” Ivan said he supported Harry's approach.

As soon as his voice went down, Hagrid opened the door!

This is what Ivan and Harry had long expected, and Hagrid stood there staring at them.

He was wearing a printed apron, but it was scary.

“I'm a teacher!” He yelled at Harry, "Teacher, Potter! How dare you threaten to blow up my door! ”

“I'm sorry, Professor.” Harry said, deliberately biting the last two words very hard, sticking the wand in his robe.

Hagrid seemed stunned, staring wide-eyed and incredibly staring at Harry.

“Since when do you call me 'Professor’? ”

“Since when do you call me Potter? ”

“Ho, smart enough!” Hagrid roared and said, shaking his potato pockets hard in his hand, the dust splashed, "Funny enough to go around me, isn't it? All right, come on in, you ungrateful guys..."

He muttered furiously, flashing back to give them the door.

Ivan, Hermione and Elaine followed Harry closely into the cabin, and the maid followed them joyfully.

“Why do you remember looking at me?!” Hagrid was not angry enough to say that Ivan, Harry, Hermione and Elaine sat at his big wooden table, their teeth immediately resting their heads on Harry's knees and their saliva dripping on his robe.

“What do you remember?! You think I'm pathetic? Or do you think I'm lonely or something? ”

“No!” Harry said immediately, "We just wanted to see you. ”

“We miss you so much!” Hermione said with alarm.

“We are worried about your current situation and would like to explain the choice to you.” Ivan said.

“I didn't give up your classes, and I don't intend to, and I think you teach well.” Elaine concluded.

Her words made Hagrid's face look a little better, but then she turned around breathlessly.

He stamped his feet and walked around, pouring tea in that giant copper teapot, pounding something in his mouth. Finally, he put four small buckets of tea cups so heavy in front of them that the color of the tea was as deep as mahogany wood, and he brought a plate of his homemade rock pancakes.

Ivan was starving, and even though Hagrid's cooking skills didn't match his taste, he immediately reached out and grabbed a piece.

So did Harry and Hermione, Elaine took a piece, took out a crystal bottle, and dripped a few drops of dragon blood on it.

“Hagrid!” Hermione said frighteningly that Hagrid sat at the table with them and started peeling potatoes, and he was so hard, it seemed that every potato had a deep hatred for him, "as Elaine just said, we loved your class and thought you taught it well, actually, we really wanted to go on with the conservation of magical creatures class. ”

Hagrid snorted hard in his nose, as if a very fast nose cow had fallen in the potatoes.

“Really!” Hermione said, "but none of our curricula are ready! ”

“Yeah, that's right!” That's what Hagrid said, "and that's why you all gave up. ”

Then suddenly came a strange creaking sound, and they all turned their heads to look at it.

Hermione looked up and screamed softly.

Ivan jumped out of his seat and circled around to the barrel in the corner of the wall.

The barrel was filled with a foot of maggot-like stuff, sticky and raw, constantly twisting.

Ivan frowned. What is this? Oversized worms or maggots?

These insects are so fat, looking at their twisting bodies, Ivan finds them a little disgusting.

“What is this?” Harry asks, trying to make your tone sound curious, not disgusting.

Elaine stared at the bucket for a while and quickly put down the rock pizza that had just been soaked in dragon blood.

“It's huge.” Hagrid said.

“Giant..." It doesn't seem like a magical creature.

“Yeah, I raised them to feed Aragok.” Hagrid said, "There's nothing to be afraid of. ”

He said, for no reason, suddenly cried, and several people looked at him.

“Oh, Hagrid!” Hermione shouted and jumped around the table in a hurry.

In order to avoid the barrel, she deliberately circled from the far end.

I really didn't expect that they didn't choose Hagrid's lesson, which hit him so hard that Hagrid couldn't help but cry...