When Darren and the others were eating, in addition to breakfast time, it was also the time for owls to deliver letters in Hogwarts, and with a shuddering sound, a large group of owls flew in through the open windows of the Great Hall and delivered their own letters to the students who were eating breakfast, but one of them rushed down at Darren, and suddenly there was a lot of chickens and dogs jumping around him. [No pop-ups.]

Looking at the owls dancing on his breakfast plate, everyone, Darren had a green head, why can't wizards find a wizard to deliver letters, anyway, there are apparitions and portkeys, a few postmen are enough to do the daily mail work, the efficiency can be seen in Darren's money-making plan last Christmas, if you can find two people to drive the knight's bus, you can't find anyone to deliver the letter? Lupin has been unemployed for a long time.

Besides, the owl itself is not a bird known for its flight speed, they are a kind of highly specialized behavior, adapted to nocturnal predatory life, that is, the silence is more prominent, and there is almost no sound when flying, but what does this have to do with sending letters?

In fact, because the owl's flight ability is almost entirely aimed at night flight, so during the day, people will find that the owl is surrounded by birds such as crows and attacked in groups, oh, so to speak, no wonder the owl is delivered in the morning, it turns out that it is for the night to hurry, so first, the owl is sent out to deliver the letter in the daytime, is it a little too cruel, and it is useless, it is not far to fly out, and it is forced to land

As for why so many owls had come to him, Darren could guess because he knew all these owls, and he had just bought them for the Weasleys the other day so that Bill could keep in touch with him.

The owl sent Darren half a contract, Darren's previous league shooting agreements with various Quidditch clubs, including the use of magic photography equipment, the installation and commissioning of the stadium player, the game plan arrangement, the distribution of video data revenue, etc., it is really difficult for Bill, to transcribe such a thick document into a small version, so that the owl can move, that's it, only half of it was brought, the other half, even if Darren sent the owl back, it is estimated that he will see him tomorrow morning

However, in addition to the contract, Bill specifically asked an owl to bring a message to Darren that someone had complained to the Ministry of Magic that their magical photographic equipment used Muggle items and violated Muggle protection laws, and naturally, the complaint was forwarded to Mr. Weasley, and Mr. Weasley said that the complainant had gone to great lengths to try to prevent the Muggle Protection Act from being passed by the Ministry of Magic.

As Darren said before, after discovering that there is a benefit, even if some of them are eaten by the forerunners, some people can still rush up and take them by their own strength! Only lions can get along with lions on an equal footing, otherwise even if they are as strong as elephants and hippos, they are still the lion's mouth, but they will make the lion weigh it, and it is not worth it, although the danger is not only that it is tons of meat

Of course, Darren knew that the letter sent by Bill was just a temptation, and there were more means to come, but with Blake, at least they didn't have to worry about the Ministry of Magic, this lord had been holding back his efforts to find trouble with the Ministry of Magic.

In the morning, Darren and the others came to greenhouse three, and Professor Sprout showed the class a plant, which was not like a plant, but more like a black, slimy slug, which came straight out of the soil, and all of them were squirming slightly, and there were many shiny bulges on their bodies, which seemed to be liquid, and if ordinary scientists saw this thing, they would surely write countless papers for its classification.

"Babo tuber," Professor Sprout cheerfully told the group, "you need to squeeze it with your hands, and you have to collect its pus."

In addition to "Babo Tuber", this morning, Darren and they also encountered another uncomfortable creature, after last year's protection of magical creatures class, Hagrid has become a professor to look forward to, but this summer Darren was not there, it seems that Hagrid has made full use of this time.

"Good morning!" Hagrid said happily at the sight of Darren and them, "Better wait for the Slytherin classmates, they don't want to miss this, fried snails!"

"Say it again?" said Ron.

Hagrid pointed to the boxes under his feet, and even Darren gasped when he saw the contents, they were like deformed, shelled lobsters, white and gray, sticky, with many feet sticking out horizontally, and he couldn't see where his head was.

In each box there were about a hundred creatures that Hagrid called "snails", about six inches long, crawling on top of each other, crashing into the walls of the boxes in a daze, emitting a very strong fishy smell, and the tail of the snails would shoot some sparks from time to time, and then with a soft snap, the snails would advance a few inches, presumably where its name came from.

If this continues, I'm afraid Hagrid's Conservation of Magical Creatures class won't be as popular this school year as it was last year

"Freshly hatched," Hagrid said proudly, "you can raise them yourself! We can do a big project!" In fact, from a research point of view, Hagrid is not wrong at all, because even the book on where are the magical creatures does not introduce the fried tail snail, and Hagrid is probably the first to breed it.

But to be honest, apart from the possibility of adding a record to where the magical creatures are, Darren didn't see the point of cultivating the fried tail snail at all, maybe after the class, he should talk to Hagrid, change the magical creature to the class, there are still many magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest, there is no need to cultivate such a strange creature as the fried tail snail.

Thankfully, the opportunity came quickly, and the afternoon class was a divination class, and Darren didn't hold this class, so that he had enough free time to spend with Hagrid, but although he persuaded Hagrid to change to a magical creature instead of this slimy, thorny, sucker, and explosive thing, when Hagrid asked him what to do with these fried snails, looking into Hagrid's eyes, he really couldn't say anything like throwing them all away, and in fact he couldn't do that, because Darren didn't even know what they were eating, and just threw them into the natural environment, who knows if it would cause any environmental disaster, just like the eight-eyed spider