The Shopkeeper of All Worlds in the British Wizarding World

Chapter 284

After nearly a year of running-in, the book club is now developing very well.Under the guidance and organization of Ryan and Hermione, the reading club is developing in the direction they expected.

For example, at a reading session, Ryan carefully explained the principle of the magic when dealing with the dragon, and pointed out that the principle of this magic is based on electromagnetic induction and directly inspired by a sci-fi weapon of Muggles (the electromagnetic gun was in 94. sci-fi weapons).After hearing this, no one in the book club expressed dissatisfaction. Even when everyone left, several pure-blood wizards were curiously asking about various Muggle technology related to electromagnetics.

Hermione served as the main instructor in the reading club, and she took this position very seriously.On the one hand, she can use this to promote her ideas, on the other hand, she can also find out her own shortcomings through teaching others and improve her own level.Not to mention that this position can also provide her with some prestige.

At this time, Hermione was sitting in the library writing ancient runes homework, and the quill pen left beautiful letters on the parchment.At this time, Ryan sat opposite her and used calculations to determine the position and effect of a certain rune in magic.

December brought strong winds, rain and snow to Hogwarts, which filled the ancient castle with a slight chill.Fortunately, this year, whether it's Beauxbaton's carriage parked in the empty field or the Durmstrang galleon floating on the Black Lake, it looks much colder than the castle.With the other two schools for comparison, many Hogwarts students felt that the chill in the castle was nothing.

But the wind and sleet filled the window.Under such circumstances, students who still need to go outdoors to take protection of magical animals are very attached to the hot fire and thick walls in the castle.After all, even the coldest corridors in the castle are more comfortable than blowing outside.But skipping class is definitely not acceptable, so Ryan can only bite the bullet and come to the playground below.

Hagrid didn't devote all his energy to teaching recently. During the class, he needed to leave from time to time to fill the manger in front of Beauxbaton's flying horses with their favorite single malt whiskey.The smell of wine wafted from the feeding trough in the corner of the temporary stable, making the little wizards dizzy.According to a Gryffindor elementary school girl, a bottle of this grade of wine costs about 20 pounds in the Muggle world, and it can be seen from this that Beauxbaton is indeed rich.

However, the smoky smell of alcohol is not conducive to class, because everyone in the class needs to cheer up and take care of these terrible fried-tailed snails.After months of cannibalism, Hagrid had only ten snails left.But each of these was close to six feet long.Fry-tailed snails, with their thick gray protective coating and flailing powerful legs, are not exactly safe things, especially with their exploding, flame-breathing tails and deadly-looking spines and suckers.

"I'm not sure if they're hibernating," Hagrid said to the shivering students standing in the pumpkin patch, "we might as well try and see if they want to sleep...we'll put them in these boxes... "

"Hagrid, are you kidding me?" Ryan said in his heart that this squirrel was more energetic than any student on the playground now, and he didn't think there was any need for these things to hibernate.Especially when Hagrid took out the big box containing thick blankets and pillows, Ryan felt the sense of absurdity became stronger.

A box that can hold six-foot-long wrecks can also hold everyone on the field except Hagrid, and Ryan feels that he needs to get into this box more than those alive and kicking wrecks now that he is in the cold wind to warm up.

Sure enough, those snails don't need to hibernate, and especially don't like being stuffed into pillow-covered boxes and covered.Soon, the snails became agitated, trying to smash the box and climb out.

"Dizzy." Ryan directly pulled out his wand and cast a stun spell on the Blast-tailed snail in the box, finally calming it down.Later, with the help of the Gryffindor students, Ryan and Hermione stunned the other four Blast-tailed snails who were under the supervision of the Gryffindor students in this class.

The Slytherins were a step late. When they realized it, three snails successfully blew up the box and escaped.As a result, with Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle leading the way, the Slytherins fled into Hagrid's hut through the back door and shut themselves in, seeing that the situation was not good.

"The pure blood of these Slytherins are too—" Ryan was speechless to these Slytherins who ran away. What about the perfect magic tutor for the pure blood family?This kind of style of planting the mess made by oneself and leaving it for others to clean up is really not noble.

Ryan was waving his wand while complaining about some colleagues in his previous life.As he cast the spell, a pillar suddenly appeared on the ground and turned a snail over, exposing its weakly defended abdomen.Afterwards everyone knocked out the Blast-tailed snails with some random spells.

"That's why our family thinks the word pure-blooded traitor is more honorable." Ron said while casting the Impeding Charm on the Blast-Ended Whelk to stop it from advancing. "Those Slytherins are the ones who have tarnished the word pure-blood."

"Don't hurt it." Hagrid said heartbroken when he saw the Gryffindors raining all kinds of spells on the last snail.

"Students are much more important than these monsters. When will Hagrid realize this?" Harry said angrily when he saw Hagrid running to the beaten half-dead snail and chattering.If it weren't for everyone's attack just now, his hair would have been burned by the sparks from the snail.

Because the snails are unconscious now, after moving these snails back to the cellar, for the remaining half of the class, Hagrid will explain to the textbook that they appeared in the first game of this Triwizard Tournament. knowledge of those dragons in

It has to be said that Hagrid's knowledge of magical creatures is indeed worthy of the status of a professor, especially for those "little cuties" he is interested in.Hagrid knew far better than most wizards.

In the remaining half of the class, even without any real objects as a reference, what Hagrid said successfully attracted everyone.Even those Slytherin students had a strong interest in the content of this class.

When get out of class was about to end, Rita Skeeter, wearing a thick magenta robe and an alligator leather handbag on her arm, appeared out of nowhere.

"Who are you?" Hagrid asked directly after seeing him.

"My name is Rita Skeeter, reporter for the Daily Prophet," replied Rita, looking at Hagrid with a wide smile, her gold teeth gleaming.

"It seems that Dumbledore said that you are not allowed to enter the school again." Hagrid said with a slight frown.

Rita pretended not to hear this sentence, and said directly in a curious tone: "You just described the dragon very professionally. How did you master so much knowledge?"

This kind of question can easily irritate Hagrid. He immediately forgot about Professor Dumbledore's ban on Rita Skeeter and began to talk endlessly. Even when leaving get out of class, Ryan heard Hagrid and Rita Skeeter made an appointment to meet at the Three Broomsticks later this week for a long talk.

"I hope he won't tell about the breeding of some illegal creatures before." Hermione said when returning to the castle. "Even if it is normal, that woman will distort it into something sensational. If she knows what Hagrid has done before, it will definitely be very bad."

"Maybe we can take this opportunity to get rid of those snails." Ryan felt that this kind of thing would have a good side.

　Tomorrow finally has a new world

　　
　
(End of this chapter)