From Azkaban To Hogwarts

　　 "When I saw the princess stealing the arrow, I couldn't help but feel happy in my palace, standing at the gate of the palace—cough cough..."

　　 Sitting in the office, line by line recorded the inspirations that appeared in the class. As the magic that was expected to be improved was written out, William couldn't help even humming a mess of small tunes.

　　 It's a pity that I still can't get up when I get to the key place. Instead, I coughed.

　　 The owl who was dealing with a pot of food at the table couldn't help but raise his head, and looked at William curiously, and found that he seemed to be talking to himself, and then decisively continued to bury his head in the rice bowl without asking the world.

　　 "It's great, it's great," William didn't notice that Owl glanced at him, took the parchment he had finished writing, and looked at it, then cheerfully began to find loopholes for himself.

　　 "Black magic can't be incorporated, nor is the Patronus Charm, maybe some magic is not allowed, but there is enough magic that can be summarized."

　　 "But it's not enough. I need to master and understand more magic before I can get what I want..."

　　 William can't tell what that thing is, but it seems to be vaguely there.

　　 "I have to go to the library. Fortunately, the Hogwarts library is big enough, and I can borrow enough pages."

　　 Despite this thought, William went over and rubbed his own owl's head first, and satisfactorily put his hand away before it tried to bite his finger dissatisfied, and then got up and headed to the school library.

　　—

　　 "Damn it, this cat!"

　　 Little Dwarf quickly slipped off the table and went to the bottom of the bed.

　　 The wizard has always had the habit of keeping cats as pets. From before he came to Hogwarts, there has been no lack of cats in this castle. On the contrary, he never thought he would encounter such annoying cats.

　　 "Squeak!"

　　 made a threatening sound, but it was of no use-whether it was a Muggle cat or a wizard’s cat, there was basically no habit of fearing mice.

　　‘Damn pet shop, untrained cats are also sold to customers! ’

　　 This thought came out of his mind, but before that, he had already got under the bed.

　　 "Sizzle~"

　　 The sound of the cat's paw flicking with things came along the bed, which was extremely weird, causing the little dwarf star Peter, who had turned into a mouse, to shiver involuntarily.

　　‘Change back and kill that **** cat! ’

　　 Such crazy thoughts popped out of his mind, but he denied it instantly.

　　‘You can’t transform yourself. Once discovered, even Azkaban won’t be able to protect yourself! ’

　　As Black’s ‘ex-follower’, he knows the lunatic better than anyone else. Since that guy can kill himself from Azkaban, he can rush into Azkaban and kill himself.

　　‘No, absolutely, absolutely not! ’

　　 "Meow!!"

　　 At the moment he was distracted, a huge cat's head was already under the bed.

　　 He didn't even have any thoughts of resistance, and rushed out from the bottom of the bed like an arrow from the string.

　　 The thought of turning into something has completely disappeared from his mind. The only thing he wants to do now is to stay away from the cat-‘Ron, where are you? ’

　　 He thought of this subconsciously, but Cyclonus's speed did not converge at all.

　　 passed through the dormitory, ran down the stairs, and shuttled among the various clutter.

　　 "Look, that cat!"

　　 "Wow, that mouse runs so fast!"

　　 "Hey, what an ugly cat!"

During the chasing along the way, several Gryffindor students saw this scene, but everyone didn’t care about it—everyone knew that pet cats would not attack pet mice, so most of the mice were Wild mice in the castle.

　　 "Come on! Hurry up, you are going to succeed!"

　　 Passing Gryffindor even cheered up the cat—due to the hard work of house elves, rats in the castle are rare, and mice caught by cats are even rarer.

　　 The sound was endless, and Little Dwarf even thought he could feel the breath of the **** ugly cat behind him.

　　 Just when he was about to despair, he suddenly saw a familiar face.

　　 Like meeting the savior, he ran over at the fastest speed, and then rushed to Ron's body quickly, and then he shivered in relief.

　　 "Go away, you **** ugly cat!"

　　 Ron's sharp voice that was in the change-over period passed into his ears, bringing him an endless sense of security.

　　 Then, there was a burst of sound, and he observed Ron kicking the ugly cat.

　　‘Good kick! ’

　　 squeaking sound made Ron no longer pay attention to the cat, but to his own mouse.

　　 "Are you okay, Scattered?"

　　 Ron held up his mouse with one hand and observed carefully and nervously.

　　 "Meow!"

　　 The underground cat gave a weird cry and threw directly at Ron's arm.

　　 "There are so many obstacles!"

　　 "Fuck!"

　　 "Meow~~~~~~"

The three sounds were made almost at the same time. Hermione’s cat named Crookshanks gradually slipped down from mid-air, and barely turned around until it was about to fall to the ground. It was only when she realized that there was no chance of a successful sneak attack. With a sound, ran towards the entrance and exit of the lounge.

　　 "My God~" Ron looked in the direction of Crookshanks, only to realize what had happened, "Thank you, Harry."

　　 He was panting for a long time, and was afraid after a while-if Harry hadn't stopped the cat just in time, God knows what would happen.

　　 "You're welcome, Ron," Harry put away his wand, just as scared-he had no idea that Hermione's cat would be crazy like this.

　　 "How about Scab, is it okay?"

　　 Ron didn’t rush to answer, he checked it anxiously, “It’s not very good, how old is it, how can it endure such strenuous exercise!”

"Look, Harry, it's almost dying of old age, and it was chased here from the dormitory!" Ron pointed to the dormitory in the distance, "If it wasn't for the running fast, I might not have seen the last side of it now. Up!"

　　 Harry certainly agrees with this view. Although he doesn't have that deep affection for Scab, he knows how hard this mouse is running just by looking at this distance.

　　 Once this is said, it is bound to shift the problem from Crookshanks to Hermione.

　　 "Yeah, it's so old, and it has run so far, we have to take him to the doctor, otherwise it would be too dangerous." Harry tried to hold Ron's anger with other things.

　　 "But there are only school doctors in the school..." Ron frowned, "Does Dr. Pomfrey treat it? And, if you go over with a spot, she will be kicked out..."

　　 "We can find Hagrid, he must have a way, don't forget, many professors say that Hagrid is a very good professor of the protection of magical creatures!"

　　 Harry told the answer that he had already written down the manuscript-whether Hagrid could heal it or not, Ron's anger would be much less if he procrastinated it for a while.

　　 "But... alright."

　　 Ron didn't believe it a little bit. As a friend of Hagrid, he knew very well Hagrid's love for those ferocious and magical creatures.

　　 If Scaly has teeth that can bite off someone's fingers or can spray flames when screaming, he will trust Hagrid without reservation, but the problem is that Scaly is just an ordinary mouse.

　　 "It's just right, the next class will be the magical creature protection class, we are now over."

　　—

　　 "Eat more, you are still too thin."

　　 In Hagrid’s cabin, Hagrid was feeding the new course assistant-it was skinny and bony, and it looked cute, so Hagrid could not help but kill another rooster today.

"You eat a little too," Hagrid turned around and piled the chicken head, chicken **** and internal organs in the rice bowl of another swallowtail-obviously a XXX-level magical creature, when he met an ordinary Muggle dog At that time, he stepped back in fear, it was a waste of his cock!

　　‘However, this XXX-level creature shouldn’t be in class if it’s not for the docile swallowtail dog. ’

After all, 　　 is the pet dog of an ordinary wizard, even at a higher level, it can be used in the classroom.

　　 "Cooperate well, today is the second class of the third grade," Hagrid turned to look at the black dog picked up in the Forbidden Forest, "Maybe you can be friends with Yaya."

　　 However, the black dog seemed to sneer at Hagrid's words, just focusing on his own food.

　　—

　　 "Good afternoon, children."

　　 Hagrid smiled at everyone, then looked at Harry and Ron who were panting in the distance, "Come on here, our class is about to begin."

　　 "Yes, Professor."

　　 Although such a name was strange and novel, Harry and Ron realized that they had yelled out without a word.

　　 "Huh... came out early and was actually stopped by Pippi..."

　　 "It's too normal Harry, it's been a week since school started, and we were stopped for the first time. It's a bit abnormal now!"

Ron was also panting. The two of them managed to escape from Peppy’s interception. Before noon, the students in the castle were basically in the rest room. The Peppy who finally caught the target had fun before they showed up. The flaw comes.

　　 "What about that spot?"

　　 Ron replied in a low voice, "First class, Shaban seems to be asleep, and his heartbeat was very steady when I just touched it."

　　 "That's great. When the get out of class is over, we can ask Hagrid. There is enough time between the two classes!"

　　—

　　 "Okay, let's start class."

　　 Hagrid smiled brilliantly-last week's class review was very good, and Dumbledore even praised him specifically.

　　 Of course, the most fun thing is the improvement class. Although those children are still a little scared after seeing those cute magical creatures, Tongyi all praised those little cute creatures.

　　‘Sure enough, when I grow up, I will get more and more...’

　　 He even wanted to hum, but he still held back, "Today's course is a swallowtail dog. This is a dog bred by a wizard and is extremely loyal to the owner."

　　 "There is a group in my family."

　　 Malfoy whispered to the surrounding Slytherin, "I used a flying broomstick to take them hunting!"

　　 "Isn't it a dragon?"

　　 "Shut up, Crabbe."

　　Slytherin’s discussion didn’t bother Hagrid at all. “The biggest difference between it and a normal hound is its appearance. Its tail is like a swallow.”

　　 "Of course, many wizards who lived with Muggles had to cast spells on it when raising it, and cut off its tail when it was very young to prevent Muggles from finding it."

　　 "My family keeps their tails, we don't need to..."

　　 "Compared to ordinary hounds, swallowtail dogs are more fierce, but occasionally there are exceptions..."

　　 Hagrid quickly finished the basic knowledge, "Do you have any doubts?"

　　 "No more."

　　 Although Hagrid worked very hard, in terms of theoretical knowledge, he was a little better than Professor Bins.

　　 But compared to the boring history of magic, the greatest charm of the magical creature protection class is in understanding magical creatures-Hagrid is quite good at this.

　　 "Swallowtail dogs and ordinary hounds-I have tried my best to pick the most similar!"

　　 Hagrid enthusiastically announced to the students, even though he came to the swallowtail dog as a normal dog.

　　 "You can rotate and observe, and even feed food-of course, to the swallowtail dog." Hagrid announced honestly, "One by one, I have asked the swallowtail dog, it is very obedient."

　　 "What is the name of a hound more than a hound that recognizes a master..."

　　 Malfoy grumbled with disgust, but the pace of the line did not slow down—the hounds of Malfoy Manor only recognized one owner, but he was not him.

　　Although he will definitely not be attacked, but if you want to enjoy the fun of petting hounds, don't even think about it. In order to stay aggressive, hounds will never be kept as pets.

　　 "Harry, do you want to touch the swallowtail dog? It looks good..."

Ron stabbed Harry and looked enviously at the classmates in the front line-he liked plush toys when he was a child, although he never touched him after he was turned into a spider by twins, but he still wanted to touch him when he saw a swallowtail dog .

　　 "I still forget..."

Harry replied hesitantly—not only because of a prophecy, but also because he had an illusion. Hagrid's ordinary black dog, which was used as a demonstration, was staring at him firmly. The complex eyes made Harry feel The dog knows himself.

　　 After some consideration, he still shared it with Ron, UU reading www.uukanshu.com "Ron, I think... the dog is staring at me."

　　 "That one?"

Ron looked ahead. The swallowtail dog was having fun with a classmate-Hagrid prepared all kinds of strange foods, and the swallowtail dog, which Hagrid became able to eat everything, was not afraid, and was performing a variety of eating. .

　　 ‘It’s not it...’ Ron subconsciously turned his head to look at the other one.

　　 The dog that Hagrid had told him not to approach was the same one they had met in the Forbidden Forest. It was staring at Harry from a very strange angle at the moment.

　　 "Strange..." Ron shook his head, "Perhaps he remembered us in the Forbidden Forest earlier, after all, the three of us caught it."

　　 "Is that so?"

　　 Harry was stunned, a little unable to accept, but couldn't find a better excuse for a while, he could only continue to look at the dog, only to find that it seemed to have diverted his attention.

　　‘Maybe what Ron said is true, right? ’

　　 "Shhh, Harry, help me stare," Ron said softly towards Harry, "Don't let Hagrid look over, I have to check for Scaly, it seems to be shaking just now, and it's so terrible!"

"No problem," Harry moved, pretending to observe the dovetail dog, but the corner of his eye looked at Hagrid, who was staring at the student, "Look Ron, I will notify you as soon as possible. ."

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