Fantastic Creatures Trainer at Hogwarts

Hagrid couldn't take his eyes off quickly.

I was so addicted that even the words were just um, huh, huh.

Harry had to stop and look around the room with his eyes open.

His attention was soon drawn to a small piece of paper pressed under the teakettle warmer, a section clipped from the Daily Prophet, which read "Gringotts Break-in Update ".

Ringo had already seen it.

Know that this is related to the main line "Sorcerer's Stone".

But he kept his composure, and just let Harry and Ron discuss in a low voice, Harry asked loudly: "Hagrid, the day the Gringotts break-in happened happened to be my birthday, and it's likely that it happened by accident." We happened to be there at the time..."

Hagrid's attention shifted momentarily.

But he didn't want to meet Harry's eyes.

Still pretending to be reading, just snorting, not expressing any opinion on this matter.

"Did you take it last that day..." Harry wanted to ask again.

"Hagrid!" Ringo interrupted Harry, helped Hagrid out, and said in Hagrid's slightly grateful eyes, "Do you like these books very much? I can give them to you."

Hagrid hesitated slightly: "No! This is too expensive! I can't take it."

"I've already read them, they're of no use to me, and...these books aren't expensive in the Muggle world."

"But……"

"No, but, I will give it to you. If you are embarrassed, you can also give me one or two books introducing magical creatures. Haha, ordinary animals know about the same. Now I am more interested in magical creatures. Of course ...It would be even better if it was about fire dragons!"

Lingotu stared blankly, baring his target's "fangs".

Hagrid naturally didn't know what Ringo was thinking.

He was just happier: "You actually know about fire dragons? Haha, I've always wanted to raise a dragon. Unfortunately, the Ministry of Magic is very strict with dragons..."

"I know why Ringo knows about dragons." Ron pushed Harry, "Remember? The first chocolate frog card that Ringo opened on the train was the Chinese dragon scientist Kong Bo, and there was a Where's the miniature Chinese fireball dragon!"

"Not bad..." Ringo laughed, "I've been interested since then, Hagrid is right, it would be great to raise a dragon! They look very handsome!"

"It's very handsome!" Hagrid fumbled for a tattered book from behind the chair, "But I don't read much, only this "Guidelines for Raising Magical Creatures" issued by the Department of Management and Control of Magical Creatures, Ringo, if you don't mind If so, take it."

Ringo took it and flipped it over.

This thing is similar to a manual, with almost no pictures, but it introduces whether a certain magical creature is allowed to be raised by wizards.

not bad……

"This thing is very good! If I want to raise magical animals in the future, I will have a reference!"

He happily accepted it, which reassured Hagrid who was secretly observing him—now he could read the book with peace of mind.

But as Hagrid was addicted to books.

Harry and Ron couldn't sit still anymore, and after chatting for a while, they finally proposed to leave.

Ringo didn't have much of a problem with that.

Looking at Hagrid's appearance, he knew that the purpose of this trip had been achieved: Hagrid's favor, let Hagrid know that he also likes fire dragons...

There is no rush.

This is just laying the groundwork for getting that Norwegian Ridgeback after Christmas...

As for the rest of the day, let's go to Penello Clearwater, the beautiful prefect of Ravenclaw, and ask about the Untraceable Stretching Curse...

While Ringo was visiting Hagrid.

the other side……

The Slytherin common room was crowded with little snakes, some tall and some short, the first years accounted for the majority, and there were quite a few older years, including the prefects.

And Knott, who was beaten by Ringo in the morning.

He was forcefully dragged to the middle and opened his shirt, revealing a bruise: "See? The noble pure-blood descendant was beaten by that mudblood..."

"027" outside the campus

The person holding Nott was Marcus Flint, the current Quidditch captain of Slytherin College, and the oldest pure-blood descendant in the waiting room at this time.Although it is recognized that the brain is not very smart, it is undoubtedly a man of the hour.

Nott was pulled by him, but he didn't dare to struggle at all.

Even though there were many female students around, they could only be forced to let Flint show his "scars", which immediately attracted a burst of cursing: "This is a footprint! You bastard Nott, you were kicked by a mudblood? You Don't you have long legs?"

"When did you provoke that guy?"

"This class is too bad. There are Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle in the front, and you Nott in the back. What a disgrace to our pure-blood family!"

"Take it easy, there are half-blood wizards here!"

"We are noble pure blood, when did we become afraid of this and that? Let me just say it, you mixed blood dare to go and try?"

Under the blessing of Slytherin's enrollment philosophy and later Voldemort's pure blood supremacy.

At this time, the painting style of the Snake Court has long gone astray.

They don't even care about mixed blood, let alone "mudbloods" of pure Muggle blood. Before that, it was just because few mudbloods were admitted to the academy - and Ringo was treated like this - but now, Ringo is the only mudblood in the entire academy. kind.

If it's just that, it's fine.

But rather...

Ringo is also a proven talent.

They wanted to isolate, exclude, or even bully, but found that the freshmen at the same level couldn't beat them at all!The seniors dare not do anything because of the school rules!

As for the new students who dare to provoke?

Have!

Two days ago, there were three Malfoys. As a result, Malfoy was suppressed by a spell for two consecutive nights, and even admitted the "three chapters of the contract" that he dared not show to others;

It was Knott today, but he was kicked and petrified in class in front of Snape;

Maybe tomorrow.

But is it useful?

Even Marcus Flint, who is not smart, can see it: "No! You freshmen, you'd better start preparing for special training today, I won't allow you to be suppressed by Mudblood all the time! Farley, If you haven't taken all the classes, set aside an hour every night to train them on their spells!"

Gemma Farley, the fifth grade prefect.

That is the one who asked Ringo to return to the table in the Snake Yard that day, but was humiliated. Hearing this, he frowned slightly: "Every day?"

"Every day! Find someone else when you don't have time!" growled Flint.

"Ugh……"

Farley sighed. She was the fifth year among the two busiest years in Hogwarts, and she was also a prefect, so she had a lot of work to do.

But she dared not disobey Flint.

——This guy is jokingly called the blood of the troll. It can be seen that although he has no brains, he is really good at fighting.

"Your purpose is to frustrate that Mudblood, right?"

"Let him voluntarily drop out of school!"

"One meaning... But students in the same grade can't beat him, so you let me train?"

"That's right!"

"Since that's the case, why do you have to use freshmen of the same level to attack him? Don't we seniors just watch?"

Flint is just not smart, but he is not stupid: "What, you have a way to keep him from being fired? Talk about it."

"Compound Potion!"

Farley squinted his eyes and said the answer, like a snake: "Keeping the seniors who don't like that Mudblood can release their pleasure to their heart's content!"

"An advanced potion that can change someone else's appearance? Can you make it? The fifth grade is only a test of theory, and it won't be taught!" Flint is a sixth grader, so he knows it well.

"Oh, Flint, you really have a troll head!" Farley pushed aside the crowd, revealing Malfoy behind him, "We don't know how to make it, don't we know how to buy it? I think, Malfoy Would love to serve up some Polyjuice Potion, right?"

Brush brush!

The eyes of all the little snakes focused on Malfoy, leaving him with no way out.

In the end, his face became even paler: "I tried my best to convince my dad, but, it will take some time, even in the black market, there are not many compound soups!"

"I will give you this time, as long as you are willing to pay."

Flint grinned with buck teeth, ignoring Farley's reluctance: "But before that, freshmen still have to receive special training..."

……

Birmingham, Shelby Winery.

Muscular Sam is sweating in the gym.

Daisy, a blond beauty with a soft figure, fell asleep in the room belonging to Ringo, holding a puppet bear with Ringo's photo in her arms.

——The photo is full of red lips.

Sudden……

A low and rapid "cuckoo" sound came from outside the window, and a white owl flew past the gymnasium. After attracting the attention of Sam who was by the window, he got into Ringo's room where Daisy was sleeping.

"Who--"

Daisy was awakened instantly, and subconsciously pulled out a pistol from under the pillow.Until he found out that it was Hedwig, his fierce eyes suddenly became excited, "Oh... Hedwig? Is it Xiao Lingo's letter?"

She ran over.

Found the bulging envelope on Hedwig's leg ring.

Immediately rubbed the owl's eagle head: "Good girl, it's awesome, you're hungry after flying so far, go to your room, Andrew is there, and there's a lot of food..."

Hedwig immediately flew to Andrew.

Daisy tore open the envelope, and after Sam broke in, read the contents of the letter:

Dear Daisy, Sam:

Although I have only been away from home for three days, after entering a strange and magical world, I still can't help but miss you at home. How are you at home?

Those stupid MPs and the police didn't make trouble, did they?If you have anything to do, you can use Sandro to contact me, don't be afraid that I will get bored...

I have adapted to the life here, and it is not much different from what I imagined. It is not bad. I have also made some friends, including the former Hermione, who also showed super talent in magic!

Haha, be proud of me, those teachers all praised your little Ringo, for this reason I had to prepare to contribute to professional magazines in the first grade.

So, I need you to mail me some books, a music box and more films, the list of books is in the appendix, looking forward to your reply.

Always love your little Ringo.

"A letter from Ringo?" Sam looked at the bulging envelope. "Anything but a letter? Is it a photograph?"

As he spoke, he opened it directly without waiting for Daisy to unpack it.

wow...

A bunch of photos were scattered: there was a red Hogwarts Express train, there were 9?On the platform, there are castles, Black Lake, murlocs, house elves, Ringo, and a bunch of classmates from the Lion Academy, Badger Academy, and Eagle Academy...

Ringo's camera skills are also improving.

These photos are all beautiful.

Daisy and Sam sank into it after looking at it, as if they had also entered that grotesque magical world...

After half an hour.

They just went through all the photos slowly one by one.

"It seems that Ringo is doing well! Daisy, your worries are useless, but Ringo, he never needs us to worry!" Sam grinned.

"You think so?"

But Daisy's face was frosty, and she interrupted Sam's smile coldly. She took out all the student photos from the photos, pulled Sam's ear and forced him to stare: "What did you see?"

"Students!"

"Students with school uniforms of several colors?"

"Uh..." Sam's smile faded away, "four colors."