Vio smiled secretly, how could Hagrid's aesthetic be understood by ordinary people. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Come to think of it, he used to call Aragog's elephant-like eight-eyed spider his best friend, and Norwegian crest-backed dragon Noble, about the length of his house, a little baby.

Therefore, it is not uncommon for him to say that these half-horse, half-bird creatures in front of him are beautiful.

But the students around them all cowered, and the little admiration on their faces for Hagrid's effortless opening of the Yokai Book was gone, and all of them turned into shocked expressions with wide mouths and round eyes.

Objectively speaking, the Hippogriff grows very much in accordance with the laws of nature, and the shiny fur, which smoothly transitions from feather to fur, has different colors: dark gray, bronze, pink sand hair (red and white), shiny chestnut, and finally jet black.

The feathers in the front are as hard as steel and can adjust the airflow when flying, while the beautiful fur and fluff in the back have a certain degree of warmth, and you know, the temperature at high altitude is not so pleasant as spring.

It's a pity that these advantages are not at all advantageous for students who don't want to approach it.

"So," said Hagrid, waving his hands and smiling at the students, "if you want to get closer, go ahead and line ......up."

However, the ending was unexpected to him, and no one seemed to want to do it.

This made him a little confused. As the scene cooled a little, he began to keep glancing at Vio, Harry, Ron, and Hermione, and the three of them sighed in unison, then cautiously walked over to the fence.

Vio stood still, watching Draco's actions.

As she expected, Draco didn't make any moves at first, but Nott laughed and said something to Pansy, "Dear Merlin, this school is coming to an end, how did they hire a man who loves dangerous animals to teach this class, I don't think we should learn how to protect magical beasts, in this case, we are the creatures that need to be protected"

He spoke loudly, but clearly, and the Slytherin burst into laughter, and Draco glanced gloomily at the group of people who were laughing with him, and then walked out of the crowd, following the pace of Harry's three men, towards the twelve clawed behemoths.

The laughter of the whole Slytherin was like a handful of flames poured down by ice water, and disappeared in an instant. Everyone looked at him, and Pansy let out a scream, her right hand reaching out unconsciously to grab it, as if to drag Draco back.

"Do you want to come along, Parkinson?" Vio smiled and invited her, and when the excitement was almost over, she should also move to the front.

Pansy gave her a vicious look, then pretended not to hear.

Seeing her fierce inwardness, Vio didn't say anything, and walked straight to the fence, standing opposite a hippogriff.

"Well, the first thing you must know about Hippogriffs is that they are proud," Hagrid said contentedly, looking at the men in front of the fence, "and it's easy to offend them." Never offend a Hippogriff, as this may be the last thing you want to do. ”

Draco was staring at a Hippogriff with a bit of a motive at this time, not knowing how much he had listened to Hagrid's words, but it wasn't a problem, since Vio was here, then he would never be hurt by his claws like the original.

Thinking about what I've been doing, Vio sometimes really feels like an ambassador of peace, trying to make up for some of the regrets in the original book, which is not what a normal time-traveler would do.

She sighed, when will she be able to use her magic to fight people head-on, instead of being attacked in secret?

She quickly came back to her senses because of Hagrid's happy voice.

"You always have to wait for the Hippogriff to act first," Hagrid continued, "it's polite, you know? you walk over to it, you bow, and you wait. If it returns the salute to you, you can touch it. If it doesn't bow, get out of it, because these claws hurt. ”

"Well, who's going to be the first to come?"

The paddock replied with a quiet atmosphere, and most of the students stepped back. Even Harry, Ron, and Hermione were scared.

The monsters were shaking their heads in anger and spreading their powerful wings, as if they weren't happy to be restrained like this.

"No," Hagrid could finish when a voice impatiently interrupted.

"Here. Draco said.

Next to him, Harry had a mixed emotion on his face, his hand was halfway up, but Draco was a step ahead of him, feeling glad he didn't have to be the first to come into contact with the monsters, and on the other hand, he felt that things shouldn't be the way they were, and he was a little ashamed of his trust in Hagrid.

The Slytherin behind Draco took a deep breath, and Nott said in disbelief, "Draco, this is not the time to be angry, think of Crabbe and Goyle! ”

Some suppressed laughter came over.

Draco ignored them, he looked at the fence of the paddock in front of him with a faint frown, and Hagrid encouraged him, "Just climb over, boy, oh no, Draco." ”

Draco didn't listen to him, he took out his wand, and then cast a shrinking spell on the fence, and in an instant, the fence was lowered by forty or fifty centimeters, a height that Draco could easily step over without having to climb over it in an indecent position.

"Alright, well, that's not bad!" Hagrid cried, "well, let's see how you get along with that monster called Newbaron." ”

He unfastened a chain, dragged Newbaren away from his companion and removed its leather collar. All the students on the other side of the paddock seemed to hold their breath.

"Relax, alright," Hagrid said quietly, "you and it must look at each other and find a way not to blink, if your eyes blink hard." Monsters don't trust you......"

Draco's eyes kept wide as he desperately distracted himself from thinking about how to make Nott pay in the future, but even then, the more his eyes were about to cry the further he went, but he didn't close them.

Newbaron had turned its large, pointed head around and was looking at Draco with a furious orange eye. "That's right," said Hagrid, "that's right, boy, now, bow ......."

Draco almost heard this, and felt his neatly combed hair stand on end, this stupid big man, even if he called him Malfoy, boy?

But he did obediently.

He was determined to do his best, so he bowed gracefully and did every detail of the bow to perfection.

Finally he straightened up, satisfied, to hear an exclamation from beside him.

Draco was so proud that for a moment, he almost thought he would be the first to succeed. (To be continued.) )