Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

Chapter 110 Graling Farm

"Look at me, I almost forgot about it!"

Seeing Wade's pencil case, Steven patted his head, walked out of the bedroom quickly, and came back with a brown bag a few minutes later, saying:

"Bird snakes are very sensitive to the scent of their own kind. You have to put your pencil case in this bag, otherwise you may be attacked by bird snakes on the farm."

"Okay." Wade took the bag and habitually looked at the magic runes and spell combinations on it.

"Is this Professor Murray's work?"

"Yeah...how did you know that?" Steven asked curiously.

"Everyone's alchemical work has his own style, and you can tell it at a glance if you are familiar with it," Wade explained.

Steven: “…”

Is there any obvious difference between this brown deerskin bag and the one sold in the store?
He didn't understand, but he was used to not getting too entangled in areas he was not good at.

……

From Alsophila Manor, you can fly directly to Graling Farm - Steven's farm is named Graling (a kind of flying horse), and his desire is beyond words.

In the morning, Wade stretched out in the sun and heard his bones crackling.

He walked along the path between the red brick cottages, stretching his muscles.

It was already dark when we arrived at the farm last night. Wade washed up and went straight to sleep in the guest room. Only today did he have time to take a good look at the farm.

Unlike the magnificent castle in Alsophila Manor, the buildings on the farm consist of only a dozen red brick cottages. At first glance, it seems as if you have arrived at a remote village in ancient times.

The farm is surrounded by mountains and water, with beautiful scenery and incredibly fresh air.

Some simple fences, shrubs and fir trees divide the farm into large and small areas, dotted with wild grasses and colorful flowers, making it quiet and beautiful.

Like all wizarding places, Graling Farm was covered with concealment and repelling spells and did not exist on Muggle maps.

Therefore, it has not been given the flavor of steel and gasoline by the rapid development of modern technology. This place where humans rarely set foot is simply an animal paradise.

Among the leaves, little blue birds flew about merrily, but made no sound;
There was a teardrop-shaped nest hidden in the thorn bushes. A bird that looked like a vulture poked its head out from inside. It folded its dark green wings and had a sad expression on its face.

Some green guys that look like frogs and lizards were squatting on branches or hiding under leaves. They had a devilish smile on their faces, a red pustule on their heads, and a mouth full of sharp teeth. They didn't look very friendly.

“This is the tree monkey frog.”

Steven said, walking up from behind Wade.

He stretched out his hand, and the tree monkey frog, which originally had a bad look on its face, jumped onto his hand, and its long lizard-like tail gently curled around his thumb.

Steven touched his head and said, "If they sense danger, the pus on their heads will flash red. So their pus is one of the raw materials for making the speculum."

He put his palm close to the branch and shook his arm gently. The tree monkey frog jumped over and quickly disappeared among the leaves.

A bowtruckle was stepped on by a tree monkey frog. It moved slowly and the leaves above its head trembled slightly.

"This is really interesting," said Wade. "I'm beginning to understand why you wanted to be a magizoologist."

"Yeah. This world is so colorful because of their existence."

Steven sighed softly and said, "But the habitats suitable for magical creatures are becoming fewer and fewer, and it is becoming more and more difficult to protect them. Even a dragon will not be spared if it is discovered by a Muggle."

"So I want to do my best to protect them and provide them with an undisturbed living space. I also hope that more people can realize that protecting magical creatures is important and interesting." "It's a great ideal." Wade said: "If there is any way I can help, just let me know."

Steven smiled happily: "When I need help, I will definitely ask for it without hesitation! Considering——"

He suddenly fell silent, his eyes looking behind Vader.

There was a strange snapping sound among the leaves, and large flocks of birds chirped and flapped their wings and all took off.

Wade turned around and saw a blue-gray monster that looked to be at least three meters in diameter slowly sliding through the forest.

Looking closely, its body was not touching the ground at all, but was actually flying in the air.

"Don't be afraid, it's a bird snake, you know, it doesn't eat people."

Steven pressed Wade's shoulder and whispered, "It's a little timid, just don't disturb it."

The bird-snake darted out and bit a little blue bird with its eagle-like beak.

It stretched its neck and swallowed it. In a short while, its body shrank to the size of an ordinary python. Then it swam along the gaps between the trees and finally hovered on a tall pine tree.

Its body shrank even smaller, and finally hid under a leaf, almost invisible.

"Let's go," said Steven. "It'll take a while to digest!"

After walking some distance, Vader said, "I thought you would stop it from hunting the Silent Bird."

Steven shook his head. "Protecting magical creatures does not mean keeping them in captivity with plenty of food. I just want to prevent them from being harmed by humans, but the predator-prey relationship between them should not be forcibly changed."

Wade nodded secretly and asked, "It must be expensive to maintain a farm like this, right? If you need funds, I can provide some of it."

The number of Galleons in the vault is increasing every second. There is no point in just leaving it there. It would be better to use it to do something meaningful.

"That's not necessary." Steven smiled and said, "The house elves will collect the feathers, scales, replaced snake skins, fallen horns, etc. that magical creatures usually drop. They can make a lot of money by selling them, which is enough to maintain the farm."

He showed a proud smile like a child: "Don't look at me like this... I am a millionaire! I only need my father's financial support for the first two years of the farm. After that, I can be self-sufficient."

"How many kinds of magical creatures are there here?" Wade asked curiously.

"Um……"

Steven was immediately stumped. He thought for a while before saying:

"There must be 20 or 30 species... but I can't really say. Because there are always some creatures that move in quietly when I'm not paying attention."

"Newly arrived creatures are always more vigilant. Sometimes they bring their families with them, and then I can find some hidden traces. If they don't cause damage, I usually don't care."

But the magical creatures that have lived here for a longer time - such as tree monkey frogs - will regard Steven as their companion or even protector and will be very close to him.

Wade imagined his kind of life, and even though he didn't have such a deep love for magical creatures, he still felt a bit of yearning in his heart.

Steven checked the time and said, "Your friends should be arriving soon. Let's go over there to greet them."

　Many readers are concerned about the issue of publication, and I have discussed this with the editor. It will probably be published this Wednesday.

　　There will definitely be a burst of updates on the release date, I hope everyone will give me a first order to support me then

　　
　
(End of this chapter)