William walked along the edge of the Forbidden Forest and soon found a cabin.

In front of the door of the wooden house there is a stone bow and a pair of rubber galos, both of which are exaggerated in size.

William whistled loudly, and then Jupiter swooped down from the clouds, slowing down as it approached William, and finally came to rest on William's shoulder.

The boy stepped forward and knocked on the door of the hut. There were a few low dog barks in the room, followed by a thick and stout middle-aged boy.

"Who! Come, back! Tooth, back off! ”

The door was opened a crack, revealing a large face full of droopy beards, and then a tall figure appeared in front of William, Merlin on top, who was almost three meters tall.

The giant looked at William condescendingly, "Who are you?" It looks familiar, and no young wizards are allowed to approach around the Forbidden Forest.

Get out of this ,,,! Merlin is on top! Look what I found, a golden eagle! ”

"Yes, that's what I'm here for, can I go in and talk about it?"

Sure enough, as described in the original book, Hagrid had no resistance to these ferocious animals.

The giant opened the door and motioned for William to come in, the wooden house was not large, there was only one room. Ham and pheasants hung from the ceiling, and in the corner was a large bed with a futon made of rags.

A large black hound wearing a collar was lying there, thinking that this was the source of those barks.

"That's Tooth, a great hound." As if noticing William's gaze, the giant spoke,

"Don't be inhibited, just sit down. I'm Hagrid, the Warden of Hogwarts' hunting grounds. ”

"William. Friedrich, you can call me Wilhelm, it's nice to meet you, Mr. Hagrid. ”

"Just call me Hagrid." The giant waved his hand, placing a snack that William couldn't name on the huge plate in front of him.

A small cake with a rough surface and raisin-like on top, which looks a little rough and untidy.

Wouldn't this be the legendary rock skin cake, William looked at the dim sum in front of him with a little headache.

Hagrid looked at William eagerly, "Come and try the snacks I made myself, can I see this golden eagle, William?" ”

"Of course, Hagrid." William handed Jupiter, who was looking at the ham and pheasant hanging from the ceiling, to Hagrid.

The latter tore a long strip from the ham and fed it to Jupiter, who soon formed a basic friendship with the little one.

William watched this scene with some surprise, but he knew how wary the little one was of strangers.

And the excellent food of Friedrich Manor also makes the little guy's taste more and more tricky.

No wonder he could take over as the professor of the Magical Beasts Conservation class at Hogwarts later, and he still had two brushes, so I could rest assured that the little one would be left in his care, William thought to himself.

"This size, you've bred it perfectly, Merlin is on it! Look at this claw, and the hook on this mouth, how sharp it is.

This apex aerial predator is said to hunt wolves even in the grasslands. Hagrid looked at the golden eagle in front of him with some obsession.

However, Hagrid didn't find anything unusual about the little guy's bloodline, and he thought that a golden eagle with the blood of a thunderbird was really too cherished, and the rarity even exceeded that of the thunderbird itself.

After all, although the ptarmigan is rare, at least there are traces of activity in Arizona, USA.

There, the U.S. Department of Magic established a nature reserve to protect the creature.

(Named for its ability to produce lightning and storms when flying, the Thunderbird was once endangered by wizards due to its ability to produce excellent magical materials throughout its body.)

It is also worth mentioning that wands made of Thunderbird's tail feathers are highly sought after by American wizards because of their extreme power. ）

Other creatures with the bloodline of the ptarmigan are generally not possible because of the reproductive isolation between different species.

Only under the influence of magical magic can it be possible to realize the bloodline transformation of different species.

So the origin of the little guy should also be very complicated.

"Actually, I'm here to leave it in your care, Hagrid. The castle's owl hut was too small for Jupiter to live a normal life.

I think the Forbidden Forest is a good fit for it, so I'd like to ask you to take care of Jupiter for me. William finally stated the purpose of the trip.

"Of course! Of course. Don't worry, William, I'll definitely take care of it. Hagrid's tone was a little sensitive,

"Hunting freely in the Forbidden Forest is a good way to keep it wild, as long as you avoid the centaurs and spiders.

It's called Jupiter, isn't it, what a good name. ”

"Then I'll trouble you, Hagrid."

The two of them then talked about magical creatures, and Hagrid's knowledge of these creatures was a bit beyond William's expectations.

The two men talked merrily, and it was almost noon when William got up and left Hagrid's cabin.

As for those rock skin cakes, William tasted them curiously and never touched them again, Merlin was on them! This is simply not food that human teeth can eat.

"I'll come and see you sometime, Jupiter." William finally said something to the little one, in exchange for a high-pitched chirp.

"Don't worry, William, the little guy will definitely be taken care of by me." Hagrid patted his chest and promised,

"There's a chance to get to know Lowe and Merlin, you'll love him."

Are you going to take me to see the three-headed dog? Hagrid is really upright, but then again, should he also be involved in Dumbledore's plan?

Accompany his savior, Potter, on a campus adventure?

After all, this is a chance to face the mysterious person, and there is also the Philosopher's Stone, so I really want to take it and study it.

William thought as he walked towards the castle.

Soon, however, the boy's mind shifted to the skillful use of the impact charm.

William had already thought of several answers to Professor Flitwick's question, and he was going to ask Professor Flitwick for advice in the evening.

Two flowers bloom and one branch each, not to mention the William who lives comfortably at Hogwarts. Our savior, Potter, is having a bleak time.

In this morning's Potions class, Harry had never felt like he would hate a professor so much.

You know, at the opening party, Harry had a keen sense that Professor Snape didn't like him.

But then, when the first Potions class was over, he realized he was wrong. It's not that Professor Snape doesn't like him, he hates him,,,,,,,,,,

Harry walked out of the Potions classroom with a look of disappointment, and the fact that Gryffindor had been deducted two points for him in the first week of school made the boy feel a little depressed, and most importantly, he had no idea why Snape hated him so much.

"Cheer up," Ron said, "Snape often deducted points from Fred and George, but they were still very fond of them. Moreover, I heard that he did not lack trouble with William.

Can I come with you to Hagrid in a moment? The boy's tone was tinged with anticipation.

William, that Ravenclaw genius? I heard that he added more than 20 points to the academy in just two classes, and I really don't know when I can be as good as him.

Speaking of William, Harry's mood seemed to be even more depressed, after all, his name as a savior was so big, and William's genius name was indeed so genuine.

The contrast between the two made Harry a little irritated, but he still raised a smile,

"Of course, Ron."