The days at Hogwarts

The second period is a class on protecting magical animals. Compared with magical animals, perhaps little wizards need more protection.

"Ah! Let go! Damn it, let me go!"

Slytherin's Pansy Parkinson was frightened and smashed the squid that was sucked into her hand, causing sparks to fly and the Slytherin students to flee.

There was a scream, which only subsided after Hagrid ran over to deal with it.

Loren judged this from the sound. He was squatting on the grass at the moment, holding a small stick and poking at the developed snails.

They were completely different from the first time I saw them. They looked somewhere between a giant scorpion and an elongated crab. They had grown a gray-white, shiny armor-like thing. Loren has tried it. This kind of carapace can defend against some simple spells and has extraordinary resistance to fire spells.

The stingers on the tail had already taken shape, and Hagrid still thought they were adorable. Ron said that probably only when the poison glands were fully developed, giving him a few hard blows would wake him up.

Hermione crouched a little further away, writing a diary of Blast-Ended Skrewt observations in her notebook, her expression focused but full of disgust.

Suddenly, she heard a burst of cheers coming from behind her, as if there was something to be happy about.

Hermione turned her head, and a group of boys formed a circle. Harry and Ron were among the crowd. In the center of the circle, a snail was suddenly thrown into the sky.

boom!

The frightened snail spit out a stream of smelly sparks, which landed on the boys, causing a burst of cheers.

"..."

Hermione looked away, her expression a little complicated, and then looked at Loren, her face softened slightly.

Today's content was almost finished, so Hermione simply put away her notebook and walked over, looking down at him: "Why don't you go to their game?"

"Hermione, I discovered an interesting thing." Loren didn't even raise his head. "There were some stripes on the body of the larvae of the blast-tailed snail. I originally thought that was where the carapace grew, but through observation, it seems that not all of them are. so……"

Hermione knelt down next to her, flipped forward a dozen pages in her notebook, and looked at the sketch of the larval squid: "Is there anything special?"

"Look..."

Loren used a small wooden stick to draw twisted patterns on the grass. The pattern was very similar to the stripes of the snails when they were young. "Did you think of anything else?"

Hermione felt a strange familiarity from the patterns on the ground. She had an excellent score in ancient runes and immediately reacted: "Magic runes?"

"Yes, it symbolizes the bursting flame." Loren clicked his tongue, "Although Flamel emphasized when he first learned alchemy that the magic words came from the evolution of magical animals and natural phenomena, but it is so intuitive It’s the first time I’ve seen it.”

Hermione also found it interesting. She wanted to observe carefully but was still a little disgusted. She grabbed his hand and manipulated the small wooden stick in his hand to poke the snails: "Professor Babbling introduced that the magic text of bursting flames is Many magical animals related to their origins have become extinct, with only three or four species left, such as fire dragons, such as——"

"Such as Veela." A soft and thin voice added.

Loren and Hermione raised their heads, and the little girl with blond hair and blue eyes gave them a naive smile. Under the light blue brim of her hat, her eyelashes flickered, shining and cute like an angel.

"The bird-headed banshees after the Veela transformation also have the ability to explode with flames. The pattern on their beaks is very similar to this magic text."

"Are you..." Hermione paused and hesitated when she saw the light blue silk clothes under her coat, "A student of Beauxbatons?"

Loren looked at her young face and felt a little impressed: "You are the warrior of Beauxbatons, the sister of Fleur Delacour, right?"

"Do you know me?" Gabrielle Delacour's smart eyes flashed and her voice was young and clear.

"I had the impression at the Warrior Selection Banquet that you were the youngest among Beauxbatons' students." Loren paused and asked in confusion, "Why are you here?"

Gabrielle's eyes dimmed for a moment: "Ms. Maxim was taking my sister for training and left me alone. It was too stuffy in the castle, so I came out to get some air."

Her accent was a bit strange. It was not obvious when she spoke short sentences, but when she spoke long sentences, she stumbled and her intonation was awkward.

Hermione asked blankly: "Every floor of Hogwarts Castle is very transparent. Even in closed classrooms, you can open the windows. How can it be stuffy?"

Loren was speechless, pinched the back of her hand, and looked at the little girl: "Among the students in your school, are you the only one who can talk to your sister?"

Gabrielle looked down at the Blast-Ended Skrewt, hiding her expression with the brim of her hat: "I'm not in the same grade as them...and my sister was elected as a warrior, some people feel uncomfortable."

"..."

It's a bit difficult to handle.

Wait a minute, Delacour, Fleur... this seems to be the Weasley's sister-in-law.

Loren pursed his lips, turned and shouted to the crowd behind him: "Ron, I need to see you if I have something!"

A few minutes later, after hearing the whole story, Ron squatted down next to Harry and looked at the little girl with an aggrieved expression. After a while, he put away his questions about what it had to do with me. He turned to look at Loren stiffly and held back. He held it back for a long time and said: "You two smart people can't do anything, what can I do?"

Loren and Ron looked at each other with wide eyes for more than ten seconds. Loren couldn't explain the reason at all, so he waved his hand and said, "You let Ginny play with her, there are less classes in the third grade."

"Elective courses have just begun in the third grade. Where are the missing classes?"

"Less classes than ours."

"But this has something to do with me..." Ron looked at Gabrielle's pitiful eyes, but he couldn't say anything that had anything to do with me. "Okay, okay, I'll go there during lunch later." Talk to Ginny."

……

Lunch time, auditorium.

The discussion in the auditorium was still noisy, and you could still notice some appreciative glances sitting near Harry, some from Hogwarts and some from students from other schools.

There are still many people who question the unfairness of Harry's election as a Warrior, but no one talks about it in person.

There were only a few professors sitting at the guest of honor table. After last night, the four principals and two commissioners from the Ministry of Magic never showed up again. I heard that Fleur, Krum, and Graves all went to special training with their principals. The location was kept secret, the content was unknown, and the time was uncertain.

Only the two warriors of Hogwarts were still attending class stupidly, and it looked like they had no chance of winning.

Loren looked over and over in the direction of the Slytherin table. A group of students in bright red school uniforms sat stupidly facing the food, with dull expressions and dull eyes.

He couldn't hold it back anymore and turned to Seamus: "What's wrong with the Durmstrang people? They look stupid and have a broken brain."

"You didn't know this!" Seamus looked excited. "Students from other schools are also attending classes today. They are temporarily assigned to the seventh grade. They can take whatever the seventh grade teaches. Durmstrang chose According to the Slytherin class schedule, Beauxbatons chose Ravenclaw, and Ilvermorny was divided into two parts, one part chose Hufflepuff, and the other part chose Gryffindor.”

"So the Durmstrang people attended Potions class today and were poisoned by Snape?" Harry asked.

"Hehe, it's more interesting than that..." Seamus said with a smile, "Durmstrang's students took Moody's Defense Against the Dark Arts class today. Not only were they tortured to the point of unconsciousness by the Imperius Curse, but they also listened to a They have the dark history of their principal, so most of them are stupid.”

Several people immediately looked at him with pity.

Not long after, Ron came back with an excited look on his face after bringing the little girl to Ginny to settle down.

"Loren Loren! My dearest friend, you are closer than my biological brother." Ron pushed past Harry and sat down next to him. He put his arm around Loren's shoulders and shook him.

"Wait a minute, what's wrong with you?"

"Did you use this method to let me know Fleur from Beauxbatons? It's you, Loren!" Ron smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes. Without waiting for Loren to answer, he went to get his meal. He seemed to be in a very happy mood.

Hermione and Harry looked at Loren with questions in their eyes.

Loren was silent for a while, immersed in cooking.

Forget it, just let it be that way.

Before Nico left, he told him to take care of Beauxbatons, which was regarded as an honorary sacrifice for taking care of him.

Chapter 462 Who doesn’t want to see the fire dragon?

It had been almost two weeks since the Warrior Selection Banquet. Harry, who had always been cautious and low-key, thought that the matter would calm down slowly, but he underestimated the little wizards' gossipy nature.

In a closed-management magic school, anything worth talking about will be mentioned repeatedly, even for a few weeks. Information exchanges during lunch, dormitory conversations before going to bed at night, and all kinds of novel topics emerge in an endless stream.

From which warrior is stronger and has better results, to which warrior has the best looks and is taller?

The news that the Warriors are about to take promotional photos over the weekend has ignited the topic of discussing appearance, pushing the four male Warriors to the forefront. As long as they appear in any public place, the little wizard will look at them with strange eyes.

Harry felt that their naked gazes were a bit hurtful, because in terms of height alone, he was much shorter than Cedric, Graves, and Krum.

The few people who were close to Harry didn't want to be animals visited by others, so they chose to sneak out of the castle most of their spare time and read and talk by the black lake that had not yet frozen.

With a pop, the carp stirred up water with its tail.

Neville was not angry when his face was splashed with lake water. He watched the carp go away with a smile. He tightened his trousers and sleeves that were tied up high, and squatted down to continue searching in the water.

Harry, who was sitting on the shore, was curious and asked: "Neville, what are you looking for?"

"An aquatic algae plant that is said to allow people to breathe underwater. I'm not sure if Black Lake has one."

"Did you read it again from the book Moody gave you?" Ron asked while moving the knight on the chessboard.

"Correct!"

"..."

Not far to the right of the group, under the tall trees beside the lake, the girl held a herbal medicine textbook with a focused expression and read softly in a gentle voice:

"Bouncing bulbs are different from babbo tubers in that they grow in a drier environment..."

"The transplantation process requires attention to humidity and temperature..."

"You also need to pay attention to the characteristics of the bouncing bulbs themselves to prevent them from using their bounce to attack."

"Why don't you read about the attacks?" A dissatisfied voice sounded. Loren, who was lying next to him, poked the little witch. Bright spots of light fell from the gaps in the leaves and were blocked by the arms across his eyes. "Those attacks are interesting. , every year some unlucky guy gets beaten up with bruises and bruises by jumping bulbs, hey!"

Hermione was a little speechless and skipped the next paragraph and continued reading: "For stem herbs, the compost and soil need to control the moisture and fermentation time..."

Loren mumbled a few times indistinctly and gradually became quiet. Hermione read carefully and seriously, and he did not interrupt again. The knowledge of herbalism in the past two months slowly flowed into her mind.

Harry was playing wizard chess with Ron to pass the time. In fact, there was no doubt about the outcome, but this man liked to nibble away bit by bit. He had to eat up all the pieces on the chessboard before he would conquer, which gave Harry a chance to break the game. ,for example--

Plop.

Neville, who was standing in the lake, stepped on the moss and stumbled into the lake.

"Are you ok?"

Taking advantage of the moment when Ron was looking, Harry stood up with great concern, his thigh hit the chessboard, and the pieces were scattered in pieces, making it impossible to see the original situation at all.

Ron watched Harry hurried forward to pull Neville ashore, and then looked at the chess pieces on the chessboard that were in a mess and yelling at each other. He took a breath and looked aggrieved.

The two helped Neville sit down, cleaned it briefly with a whirlwind, gathered a pile of dry branches and leaves, and made a bonfire.

Loren, who was not far away, had already sat up, leaning on the tree and watching with interest. It was not until Hermione pulled his sleeves that he stopped smiling.

"somebody is coming."

"Ok?"

Loren turned around and saw three little girls walking hand in hand, their light footsteps stepping on the fallen leaves, making a soft sound.

"Good afternoon, Harry, Loren, Hermione..."

"Good afternoon, Luna, Ginny...Gabriy?"

"What do you want from us?"

Gabrielle looked down at the bonfire on the ground, her eyes sparkling, Ginny's eyes were glued to Harry, and Luna said in an ethereal voice: "Fred and I have reconciled."

"?"

Seeing the confusion in Harry's eyes, Loren explained: "Fred is a unicorn, and he had a conflict with Luna last time because of the basilisk controversy."

"Oh……"

Luna continued: "Fred said that a group of big guys came to the Forbidden Forest and kept them awake all night. Although he didn't let me tell others, I think you should know about it, Harry."

"Big guy, what big guy?" Harry's eyes widened. "Is it a competition event in the Hegemony Tournament?"

"Fred asked me to keep it a secret."

"..."

Harry looked at her with a sad expression.

Now he remembered that Hagrid had mentioned last month that someone from the Ministry of Magic was in the Forbidden Forest to survey the venue for the Tournament.

Ginny looked at Harry and then at Luna with a thoughtful look. This unique way of speaking seemed to be able to say a few more words to Harry.

Watching the three little girls walking away hand in hand, Loren, Hermione, Harry, Ron and Neville sat around the fire, discussing information about the Forbidden Forest and the Tournament.

"I can't ask anything. Since her unicorn friend asked her to keep it a secret, why would she reveal part of it?" Harry was a little crazy.

Hermione sorted out the known information and looked at him deeply: "Didn't you notice? She is reminding you, Harry... the things in the Forbidden Forest must be very dangerous, otherwise Luna would not do this."

Ron looked excited: "We should go to the Forbidden Forest to find out more!"

Harry's heart began to beat faster. He quickly looked around and whispered, "But, isn't this cheating? This... seems unfair."

Loren stared silently at the slow-burning bonfire.

The fire dragons in the Forbidden Forest are already in place. With Charlie and other breeders present, there will be no danger in the Forbidden Forest... Hagrid should be almost unable to sit still, so it wouldn't be a bad thing to find out the situation early.

And he also wanted to see a mature fire dragon.

What's the point of always turning into a basilisk?

Loren raised his head with a ghostly look in his eyes: "Think about how your name appeared in the Goblet of Fire, Harry. Which is more important, your life or fairness."