“…… If I don't mind, I'd like to make a few more friends. ”

The sudden appearance of the teenager named Sokas caught both Ron and Hermione off guard.

After Maka's warning reached them first, they unconsciously wanted to stay away from him. And the other party's slightly inclined Slytherin posture just made them breathe a sigh of relief.

When the other party's intentions are not yet revealed, it is wisest to keep a certain distance and secretly investigate.

never thought that the other party would step into their circle so abruptly. This couldn't help but make Hermione secretly vigilant at the same time, she couldn't help but wonder.

What does he want to do?

"Of course we'd welcome friends, but ......," Hermione carefully organized, "we must stay in the castle, as Professor McGonagall had just commanded." ”

"Really?" Sokas smiled and said, "That's right, since we are students, we must know how to listen to the professor......

He first affirmed Hermione's words, but in the blink of an eye, he began to calmly refute them.

"But in some emergencies, we must also know how to think, to judge, to act," Sokas said with a seeming seriousness, "and just like now, the situation in the Forbidden Forest requires us to work together." ”

"'The situation in the Forbidden Forest'?" Hermione looked at him with inexplicable eyes.

"yes, haven't you found it yet?" Sokas met Hermione's confused and wary gaze without evasion, and said calmly, "There is something worse in the Forbidden Forest, and Mr. Potter may be in danger!" ”

"What are you talking about?" Ron frowned, "What happened in the Forbidden Forest?" And, aren't you with us? How do you know? ”

"Just look at it?" Sokas beckoned to them, then as if he knew they would follow, he turned and walked around the corner of the hallway from which he had come.

Indeed, hearing him say this, it was impossible for the two of them, who cared about Harry and Hagrid's comfort, not to take a look. Even if the other person is lying, it can only keep up with the other person by reminding yourself to be on your toes at all times.

After Sokas's back disappeared from the corner, Ron and Hermione glanced at each other, and then took the same step.

In the hallway on the other side of the corner, you can see the outside through the window. If you try to look to the right, you can indeed see the Forbidden Forest.

Although you can only see part of it, it must be a dense and uninteresting canopy at first glance.

As soon as they turned the corner, they saw Sokas - he hadn't gone far, just standing by the window and quietly waiting for Hermione and Ron to arrive.

The two glanced hesitantly at Sokas, then looked sideways out the window in a tense state.

At first glance, they realized that the other party was not lying, because they soon saw something strange on the other side of the Forbidden Forest—a crooked gap appeared in the middle of the originally undulating thick green canopy, and at one end of the gap, near the outer circle of the Forbidden Forest, there was a touch of black that was rudely squeezing through the trees and moving forward.

Anyway, the Forbidden Forest is still some distance away from the castle, and it's hard to see what that black is.

But of course Hermione and Ron knew......

No, I'm sure anyone could tell that the black must have been some kind of huge creature, so big that even the towering canopy could completely cover it.

"What's that?" Hermione and Ron both let out a low cry of surprise.

"Who knows? But that must not be a good thing......"

Sokas, who was standing on the sidelines, shrugged his shoulders and seemed to want to continue, but hesitated for some reason.

"Well......" he thought for a moment, and then spoke again, "By the way, I have another piece of news here that is not very good, do you want to hear it?" ”

"What?"

Hermione and Ron, who were about to turn around and leave, stopped when they heard this, and this time Ron was the first to speak, but there was a hint of impatience in their tones.

He had never had a crush on this Sokas, and even if he put aside Maca's reminder, he didn't like this new classmate who seemed to have some talent.

In Ron's opinion, this guy is a bit hypocritical no matter how you look at it. If he had to describe it, he would probably compare the guy named Socas to "a hardened Malfoy who has learned to pretend to be deep."

All in all, it's not pleasing to the eye.

"On my way back to the castle, I overheard another man running into the Forbidden Forest—" Sokas said calmly as they looked at each other anxiously, "Well, Helen Schoen, who was sorted into your academy. ”

"Why didn't you say it earlier!"

Hermione was really angry this time, she threw down a sentence in anger, and then turned and ran, and Ron hurriedly hurried to catch up.

As he left, he didn't forget to turn back and glare at Sokas in annoyance.

"Hmph—do as much as you can, two." Sokas chuckled, "...... Stupid friendship. ”

He didn't waste any more time, and even took a step to follow. It can be seen that he is not as weak as ordinary wizards in terms of physical fitness, and he is not far behind Hermione and Ron.

……

On the other side, Professor McGonagall was speeding across the lawn with another figure, heading towards the edge of the Forbidden Forest on the side of the hunting lodge.

In fact, Hermione's guess did make sense, and it was a good idea for Professor McGonagall to call Flitvier to his peers. But this time she guessed wrong.

Running next to Professor McGonagall was not the diminutive Professor Flitwick, but the somewhat stocky Hufflepuff Dean and Professor of Herbal Medicine, Pomona Sprout.

Among the professors at Hogwarts, with the exception of the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, who has never been able to sit still, everyone else can be called competent.

Even Trelawney, a lesser-known professor of divination, and Hagrid, a professor of magical creatures who are always scaring people with dangerous species, are very befitting of their respective positions.

But if someone asks the young wizards which of the professors has the highest combat ability.

Some people may support Professor Flitwick, some people may think that Snape is probably strong, and perhaps Professor McGonagall, the current acting Chancellor, is certainly not bad......

However, I'm afraid that no one would think of the amiable herb professor Sprout when considering the level of combat.

But as the head of Hufflepuff House, is she really only good at tending to flowers and plants?

Well, in fact, flowers and plants are not simple, not at all! Especially the flowers and plants with all kinds of strange magic.

Professor McGonagall, who had been a classmate of her for two years, knew that being in some area of lush vegetation would make it difficult for anyone who dared to underestimate her.

It wasn't long before McGonagall and Sprout rushed into the woods. It wasn't long before they stepped into the forest that they felt the ground tremble.

"No, it's not something the horses can do." Professor McGonagall frowned.

"Anyway, let's go and see first, it should be over there," Professor Sprout's face lost her usual gentleness, and she pointed in a certain direction without hesitation, "I hope Potter is okay...... Oh, I don't want to think about it! ”

The two of them ran quickly through the woods, but they were still old after all, and the vigorous exercise made the two old wizards seem a little hard, and the sound of wheezing came and went in their ears.

After a dash of running between trees and bushes, they soon found themselves in the right place. The source of the vibration that the two of them had noticed at first seemed to be not far ahead.

When they once again pushed aside the dense half-human-high bushes and bypassed a few trees, they suddenly saw a fierce group battle.

It may not be appropriate to say that it is a group battle, to be precise, it is a siege!

The horses galloped to and fro in the woods with agility and skill, and the small gaps in the trunks were no obstacle to them. These humanoid creatures with humanoid upper bodies and horse-like lower bodies bent their bows and arrows, and their arrows shot at the extremely large beast again and again with a whistling sound that broke through the air.

On the other side, Hagrid was looking at Harry behind him with an impatient expression, his eyes full of anger.

The giant beast that was being surrounded by the horses and using the trees to shoot was a rare and magical creature covered in pitch black, a three-headed giant dog.

It has another name, called "Luwei".

That's right, this is actually the three-headed dog that Hagrid raised that gets sleepy when he listens to music. When it was still a child, it was Hagrid who bought it from a Greek wizard in the bar.

But three-headed dogs, no matter how cute they are when they are young, will always be worrying when they grow up - their racial characteristics are determined early on, and they cannot be kept at home as ordinary pets.

Because they eat a lot, grow fast, and have an average body size that is quite amazing. I'm afraid that only a guy like Hagrid, who loves the aesthetics of violence from the bottom of his bones, would want to keep this creature as a pet.

In Maca's first year of school, Hagrid lent Dumbledore the three-headed dog named Louway as the first hurdle to protect the Philosopher's Stone.

"They're not as scary as people think, as long as there's enough food and a little bit of music, they'll be quite satisfying – at least that's how Lowe is!"

Hagrid had said that, but just now he had seen the side of his Louwe that he should be.

In any case, any creature with sharp fangs and sharp claws, no matter how obediently trained, is still at risk of suddenly going berserk.

“…… Who exactly angered Little Luwe? Hagrid's heart burned with rage.