After subduing the creature in a fluid manner, Professor McGonagall released her wand and let Professor Flitwick reinforce the metal cage with a spell.

She herself walked towards Gawain, her eyebrows furrowed and her lips pursed.

Everyone at Hogwarts knows that once Professor McGonagall puts on this expression, it means one thing - someone is going to be out of luck...

"For Merlin's sake, this is an adult winged demon!"

Professor McGonagall looked at Gawain strictly, her eyes almost turning into knives and killing him.

"Mr. White, I think you need to explain why you walked out of the castle at night and brought back such a dangerous curling winged demon!"

Gawain only felt that if she couldn't give a credible reason, she would be punished by her to do odd jobs for Flitwick for a whole year. If it were to be the usual, he would only be completely cool with a glorious history.

But this time is different.

This time he has someone to shake the pot.

"Professor, wait!"

Gawain pulled out the special permission for the Forbidden Forest that Dumbledore had given him, and unfolded it to Professor McGonagall.

"It was Professor Dumbledore who took me into the Forbidden Forest, here's his signed permission!

Professor McGonagall picked out her glasses to confirm that the parchment was indeed Dumbledore's signature.

"White, you're saying you're a first-year wizard who has independently subdued an extremely dangerous adult curling winged demon?"

She looked at Gawain with suspicion, trying to pick out the problem from his words.

But she wasn't to blame either.

Only Gawain himself knew how many fortuitous factors existed in the process of "subduing" this crouched demon, and it was impossible to repeat it.

As they spoke, Professor Flitwick had secured the cage that trapped the Winged Demon and walked towards the two of them.

"Minerva, what are we going to do with it? This is not a painting that can be placed in the foyer. ”

Professor Flitwick asked.

"Hmm... Maybe we can put it underground and wait for Dumbledore to come back?"

Professor McGonagall hesitated for a moment, then decided, "Let me come, Filius. Can you please go to Pomona and Severus? They need to know about this too. ”

She pointed her wand at the cage.

"Professor, maybe you don't have to look for it. ”

Gawain spoke suddenly, and he had heard Filch's panting, Snape's impatient inquiry, and Professor Sprout's gentle persuasion.

A few seconds later, sure enough, they appeared in the foyer.

"I'll take it underground, and you, White, will come with you!"

At the sight of the Winged Demon, Snape's eyes almost lit up. Without hesitation, he took out his wand, made it float, and headed for the underground classroom.

Professor Sprout walked over to McGonagall and Professor Flitwick and asked her what had happened.

"I want to... White... Forbidden Forest... Dumbledore..."

They spoke in small voices, and Gawain could only hear a few words.

After thinking about it, he chased after Professor Snape.

"Professor, this... What's a winged demon?"

Walking briskly through the passage leading to the underground, Gawain asked.

"Probably you're the one who made it up again, White?"

Snape's sallow face smiled sarcastically.

"Even the fifth-level dangerous magical creatures defined by the Ministry of Magic can't stop you? What's next?"

He looked at Gawain with a somewhat teasing side.

But Gawain, who was already familiar with Professor Snape's style, was not angry, because such a performance could be converted into "All right, be honest, don't die" in Snape's dictionary. ”

"The Winged Demon is a rather dangerous magical creature. They feed on the human brain, but the venom they secrete can be used to erase bad memories if it can be properly diluted. But the last one is known to have gone to New York in 1926 with Scamander's suitcase. ”

Snape, who had failed to provoke Gawain, pouted.

"As for the reason it came to you, it's probably hungry, though I don't know if your barren head is enough for it to eat a little half-full. ”

As he spoke, Snape's wand jerked upward, raising the metal cage so that it wouldn't hit the torches on the wall.

"But why is it in the Forbidden Forest?"

William was puzzled.

The creature called the Winged Demon was clearly ill-suited to live in the Forbidden Forest, and the Hogwarts students had apparently not disappeared mysteriously, nor had they heard of Aricentians being captured by it.

As they spoke, they were already in Professor Snape's office. It's very quiet and won't pass by unless a student wants to go to Snape for tea.

Snape placed the metal cage in the aisle and excitedly walked into the office.

"Looks like Snape is trying to get this guy in pieces... Poor guy. ”

Gawain even felt a little guilty as he looked at the metal cage.

Thanks to the efforts of McGonagall and Professor Flitwick, the cage itself had shrunk so much that the butterfly-like curling winged demon was so tightly stuck in it that it couldn't move.

The outer edges of its wings were covered with spikes, and its two narrowed eyes stared at Gawain, and its mouthparts were slender and sharp like chisels.

"Here?"

Suddenly, Gawain noticed that in the "middle" of the curled winged demon, there was a very obvious emerald green halo.

The light doesn't look like it comes from its scales.

"Professor, do you see its chest glowing?"

Gawain asked Snape, who was still preparing his tools, but was met with a sneer and "If you're already scared crazy, I'd suggest you go to Madam Pomfrey, maybe she'll have candy for the frightened kids." ”

"In other words, this light is just me... No, it should be us... Can you see it?"

Pulling out his wand from his waist, Gawain guessed.

When it comes to verifying defensive spells, Lupin has taught him a particularly simple method.

"Expelliarmus (except for your weapons)!"

A red light shot straight at the green dot on the Winged Demon's chest.

The Winged Demon suddenly let out a piercing scream!

But this scream was not like a threat or an attack, but just a simple pain.

Its whole body was desperately shrinking back, preferring to curl its wings away from Gawain.

"White, what are you doing!"

Grabbing a glass tube, Snape hurried out of the office and reinstated it with a Bondage Charm that kept the struggling Winged Demon from moving.

With his hair scattered, he looked at Gawain dangerously.

But Gawain swore that he was only using the lightest force, who would have thought that this monster would look like it was about to die!

"Hmph, White, if there is another such thing, when Professor McGonagall and the others come, they will find you hanging upside down in the hallway. ”

Snape maliciously threatened Gawain before turning back to his office.

"Could it be that place is its Achilles' heel?"

Gauwen was suspicious, and leaned forward while the Imprisonment Spell was still in effect, and took a closer look at the curled winged demon.

Seeing him approaching, the winged demon's eyes opened violently, and the small yellow pupils swayed wildly. Although his body was still unable to move, he was already trembling slightly.

"It's in... Afraid of me?"

Gawain suddenly realized.

He tentatively raised his wand and held it up in front of the curled demon's eyes.

It struggled even more violently, squeezing a low "whining" sound out of its throat.

This reaction...

It's exactly the same as the last time the Abyss was crossed by the Fat Friar.

And even more.

"Maybe... Can I try? It won't get out anyway. ”

A crazy thought came to Gawain's mind.

He raised his wand and waved it quickly. With his movements, the wand's trajectory turned into a silver streamer, forming one intricate coat of arms after another.

Golwen walked around the cage and returned to the curling winged demon and made eye contact with it.

"Now, the pact is revealed. Horkos. ”

The wand pressed down, and the coats of arms he had written before suddenly came together, forming lines of text between him and the Winged Demon.

Written in English, it was transformed into a form that the Winged Demon could understand, and was instilled in its mind.

In mid-air, a bronze phantom of the scales appeared.

"Surrender. That is, to obey all the orders of this wizard, whether reasonable or not. All living creatures are not to be touched without his express permission. ”

This is the weight on one side of the scales.

"Safe. The wizard will promise not to hurt it with any more spells and provide it with food. ”

The other side of the scale is also weighted.

The phrase "not to be harmed by Gawain" undoubtedly carried a great deal of weight in the minds of the Winged Demon, because in this Slytherin curse, when Holkes was used as a notary, it was only allowed to be counted as an equally important condition if both parties were sober.

Neither the Oblivion Charm, nor the Confusion Charm, nor even the Imperius Charm could forcibly satisfy the conditions of the contract.

The Winged Demon was still hesitating, but Gawain suddenly took a step forward with his wand in his hand, and a faint red glow was brewing on the tip of the black wand...

It made a decision without hesitation.

"The contract is in the middle. ”

A humanoid phantom replaced the scales.

Gawain sensed that a subtle connection had been established between him and the Winged Demon. He could command it to do anything, even to die, if he wanted to, and it had no room to resist.

"Blink?"

He said tentatively.

The Winged Demon blinked violently, and then again... It kept blinking, but it was looking at Gawain pitifully. - Because it was an unqualified command, it could not be stopped until Gawain allowed it.

"Stop blinking. Look at my wand. ”

Gawain nodded in satisfaction and continued to test.

Although the Winged Demon was confused, under the effect of the contract, he had to cooperate with him.

This scene looks funny and weird.

At least not until Snape walked out of the office with a bag of tools.