Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 801: Human-headed Lion-body Scorpion-tailed Beast

"But how do you explain one thing?" Kate seemed to suddenly wake up from a dream, "Fleur clearly used all her points to buy time. But at that time, when the students of Beauxbatons were reviewing the spells of war magic, no one was confused about it.

Only Arthur Weasley said she didn't buy it.

But later, when Fleur gave the order, even Arthur Weasley thought that she had bought it, and cooperated in reminding Madame Maxime.

I'm a little confused, did I remember it wrong? "

"Oh, didn't you notice?" Penelope, whose essential power was hypnosis, covered her mouth and laughed.

Ryan rubbed Penelope's head and looked at Kate, "Okay, don't you have any doubts?

Hibiscus is so charming, why don't the Kraken and the Sphinx lose themselves in front of her and be dominated by her?

The answer is that most of her otherworldly charm was used for something else - a ritual of deception that deceived everyone and took effect the moment they saw her.

The effect is simple, everyone will think she bought war magic."

"But why? Why would Furong do this? She doesn't have to." Kate questioned.

"Because it's full of water. Ahem, I mean, Furong was too arrogant and blew away all of her bragging for a while - any blessing would take all the time.

But on the other hand, she finally combined war magic and came up with a new form, and she really wanted to use it."

"Wait, there must be a lot of water." Kate narrowed her eyes, "Did you pause the time during the game?"

"Don't worry about the details!" Ryan said as he replaced the magical creature in front of Harry's tunnel.

That’s what friends use!

Sure enough, after Harry's stone door opened, he walked out of it and focused on the magical creature, screams rang out from the entire stand.

Resounded throughout the sky!
Kate's attention was also diverted.

It was a manticore.
Magical Classification: xxxxx (Animals known to kill wizards/impossible to domesticate or tame)
The Ministry of Magic's classification is not proportional to the power of magical creatures.

For example, the weak Golden Snidget, which was captured to the point of extinction, received the xxxx classification level, not because it is dangerous, but because the punishment people receive when they capture or harm it is severe.

But this is limited to 4x and below.

All magical creatures at level 5x are undoubtedly dangerous and uncontrollable.

This is evident from the fact that even the Ministry of Magic admits that it is impossible to domesticate or tame.

The human-headed, lion-bodied, scorpion-tailed beast is the best among them.

He comes from Greece, the home of those dangerous creatures. He has a human head, a lion's body and a scorpion's tail.

His eyes are blue or gray, and he has three rows of teeth in his mouth, each one on the upper and lower sides, that meet in a serrated pattern.

The human brain endows him with great wisdom.

This allows it to learn human language, but the sounds it makes sound like a cross between a flute and a trumpet.

The fur on its body is a darker red than that of a lion, and its entire body is covered with dense hair.

Many people have mistakenly believed that his skin, which repels nearly all known spells, refers to the part of his skin that has hair.

But in fact, this resistance to magic exists all over the body, including the fragile eyes.

The scorpion's tail, which swings constantly, is covered with countless renewable stings.

These spikes can fly forward, backward, left and right under the control of the tail. They cannot be avoided and can only be avoided by protective spells or physical protection.

What's even more outrageous is that although those stings did not inherit the horrific toxicity of the scorpion's tail, anyone stung by it would die instantly.

But it's no less severe. Any creature hit by it will lose control of its body and become motionless.

At this time, the Manticore can hum softly while slowly devouring its prey - starting with the less lethal parts so that the prey will be alive when it eats.

If the prey dies, he will abandon it.

This is due to his cruel and uncontrollable nature. This is why they are classified as beasts even though they are very smart.

What makes him even more famous is that, like other 5x-level magical creatures, he likes to eat people.

In 1296, a manticore ate a wizard's leg, and the Ministry of Magic did not punish it at all.

Because he was smart and knew that his prey was a wizard, he did not harm the prey's life and only ate his legs.

Giving the Ministry of Magic, who were afraid of him, an excuse.

In addition, he was very powerful, and the Ministry of Magic at the time could not easily capture him.

After weighing the pros and cons, he just gave a few warnings and let the matter go.

This had a great impact at the time.

Until now, all little wizards in wizarding families will be introduced to this magical creature which is more terrifying than a fire dragon by their parents.

And here he was - right in front of Harry.

Ginny's face turned pale and she fainted on Luna's shoulder.

Ron quickly hugged Dumbledore's arm, "Please do something!"

Mrs. Weasley stood up and screamed, "Arthur! Stop the game!"

Mr. Weasley was also frightened and screamed, "Cluck, cluck, cluck!

Everyone on patrol, please save Harry!
How did this thing get into the game! Rubeus Hagrid! "

"Allow me to explain to Hagrid," Dumbledore stood up, "Manticores are very clever.

In the Middle Ages, the International Confederation of Wizards sent 30 elite wizards to kill a mantis that ate a wizard. They never killed a wizard again.

"But there are records of wizards being eaten of their arms and legs!"

"Don't worry, Arthur. You and I both know that Harry has a trump card, and the Manticore is not a problem for him.

And you also have to trust Hagrid's expertise as professor of Care of Magical Creatures.

He could even tame the chaotic and mindless fire dragon, not to mention the human-headed, lion-bodied, scorpion-tailed beast.

If you don't believe it, just look at the screen." Dumbledore said with a smile.

Then he quietly waved his wand to clean the claw-shaped oil stains left by Ron on his arm.

On the screen, the manticore did not launch an attack.

Even if you just look at his head and ignore his oddly arranged teeth.

One would mistakenly think that he is a graceful gentleman.

It wasn't until Harry walked out of the tunnel and stood in front of him, wand clenched, that he moved slightly.

"You must be the Harry that Hagrid mentioned. You can call me Zimilla."

"Chimera?"

"You really are as knowledgeable as Hagrid said.

My posture is what Muggle scholars now call a chimera (chimera is also called chimera), which refers to an organism composed of cells of different genotypes.

I think this description is very good, so I use it." Qimi La shook his tail, "Since you are so knowledgeable, I can give you a suggestion - put down the little wooden stick in your hand.

He didn't work on me.

I can feel the power coursing through your flesh and blood.

With that attitude, it might be more appropriate to deal with me."

(End of this chapter)