The fact that he had offended his friends all night made Brandy not in the mood to run into the castle in the middle of the night, in fact it was worse than that—he was so guilty that he didn't even sleep well, and most of the night Brandi lay in bed staring at the crackling of firewood in the fireplace.

And when he finally dozed off in a daze, and barely felt the time was beginning to pass, he was shouted again by Hagrid. "Wake up, Brandy, get ready, it's time for us to go."

"What, go? Where are we going? Brandi sat up listlessly, dazed. It was almost dark outside, and when he heard movement, he turned around to find Hagrid carrying a large kettle and pouring him a cup of piping hot water.

He didn't know what time he got up, but he was already carrying a stone bow and quiver, as if he were fully armed, his teeth scurrying happily at his feet, and his tail wagging like an electric fan.

"Where else can I go, of course, to the Forbidden Forest." Hagrid said simply, shoving the teacup into Brandy's arms. "Sober up, you'd better eat something quickly, Brandy, and we're in the Forbidden Forest at noon — it's not a good idea to cook over a fire there, and while you can't bring some bacon and biscuits, I don't think you like them."

Brandi held the teacup in both hands and slowly drank a sip of hot water, his confused brain was slightly cleared up by the warm current. He rolled over and got out of bed, and washed his face with a fountain of water outside the back door, although it was not that there was no water tank in the hut, but Brandy needed to pick his feet to get it.

"I thought Dumbledore had sent me to the Forbidden Forest, and confinement was just talking......" Brandi staggered back inside, muttering. I didn't expect to go in—it's not even five o'clock, Hagrid. ”

"I don't want to if I can, I know you have something else to do at night." Hagrid patted him sympathetically on the shoulder, nearly slapping him to the ground. "Don't blame Dumbledore, in fact he really didn't plan to let you go to the Forbidden Forest with me in the first place - mainly because there has been a little movement in the Forbidden Forest recently, and I'm a little too busy to be alone."

"A little movement?" Brandi sat down at the table and began to gulp down the prepared pumpkin porridge and chicken sandwich, which seemed to have been specially sent from the Hogwarts kitchen.

"Yes, but rest assured, it's not dangerous. We're just going to see what's going on in the Forbidden Forest. ”

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A quarter of an hour later, Brandy, ready to set off with Hagrid. Because this was the first time he had inspected the Forbidden Forest, he was acting with Hagrid, and after he had almost figured out the situation in the Forbidden Forest in two days, he would have to leave alone with his teeth and teeth for the rest of the day.

Well, this is the way to force me to recognize the Forbidden Forest...... Maybe Dumbledore wanted me to stay at school after graduation and replace Hagrid as a gamekeeper? Walking down the path with one foot deep and one foot shallow, Brandi thought bitterly.

In the dim forest, two faint spherical rays of light moved deeper and deeper, and the boots stepped on the thick dead branches and leaves, making a soft sound. "See, it hasn't been a week." He hadn't gone far before Hagrid pointed to the side of the path, where large patches of shrubs and weeds crouched on either side, revealing the rotting soil below. It's like being trampled by a pack of rhinos on a rampage. "The number of bicorns left seems to be quite numerous, at least five or six."

He stepped forward and gestured to the footprints. The light of the lantern reflected on his face, and Brandi noticed that his expression was subtle. "Well, it looks like there's still a cub."

"What's wrong with them?" Brandi tried to probe, said curiously, and by the way, went through all kinds of magical plots that could happen in his mind. "Did you catch a cold, suffer from heat stroke, or did you suffer internal injuries from a fight? Is this the little thing we want to focus on? ”

"The problem is that they're all fine. And that's only part of this phenomenon, Brandi. Hagrid stood up, "Although most of the traces have been washed away due to the rain the other day, when I was patrolling the forest the other day, I found similar signs in the other direction of the Forbidden Forest. However, the protagonists are not two-horned beasts, but a group of sniffers. ”

"Sniff?"

"A little furry guy might be more appealing to girls: but once you do decide to keep it, it doesn't necessarily feel that way, it's always mischievous and hides all your shiny gadgets in its belly." Hagrid said he quickly realized he was off topic. "Uh, hell. Well, I mean, whether it's Sniff or Diphorn, they're creatures that don't usually move around the edges of the Forbidden Forest. But now, their habits have changed dramatically, and they have begun to move back and forth frequently in the depths of the Forbidden Forest and closer to the human fringes. This does not bode well. ”

"So Hagrid, we're going to ...... now," Brandi said.

"In the past two days, I have searched the edge of the Forbidden Forest and marked all the traces that can be found, and I feel that there should be more than these two magical creatures behaving abnormally." "Once all the problematic creatures have been identified, we'll split up and go to their area," Hagrid said. If you see their unusual behavior, follow them—"

"I have a feeling that something terrible is coming to the Forbidden Forest."

…… For the rest of the day, Brandi and Hagrid were back and forth at the edge of the Forbidden Forest. The branches of the towering trees in the Forbidden Forest were so dense that the blue sky outside was so tightly obscured that the time could not be felt inside the Brandi Forbidden Forest. In the blink of an eye, Hagrid stopped and began to plan how to eat lunch.

Walking through the woods is physically demanding, especially since it's only been raining for a long time, and you never know if it's solid ground or a pit that will make you eat a mouthful of leaves under the slippery leaves. However, the search was not boring, and Hagrid knew almost everything about the traces left by the animals on the ground. Just a broken branch or a feather could quickly tell what kind of magical animal it was.

And, when it comes to magical beasts, Hagrid is definitely very knowledgeable.

"Look at this hollow trunk, is there something gray in it? This may be a nest of heartworms, but apparently they have moved deeper into the forest a while ago - heartworms only nest where there are beehives. By the way, if you're interested, you can collect this gray honey, it's delicious and will bring tears to your eyes, I mean seriously. ”

"Well, these thorns fell from a thorn guy, it may have fleas on it... What do I look like, you ask? It's probably like a normal hedgehog - but if you want to feed it, you have to leave it on the ground and walk away, and offering food directly to the hedgehog will only make him think you're setting a trap to lure him. It's going to make a mess of your garden. ”

"It's a shame you have Yale now, Brandi. Otherwise, I can talk to the cats and ask them to send you a cub to raise: they usually don't find enough food to feed so many cubs at the same time, and every year I have to go to their colony to deliver some dead rats - they will appreciate you if you can help them take care of their children who should have been abandoned. ”

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Along the way, Hagrid explained to Brandi a lot of fantastic beasts that he didn't know much about, and he spoke with humor and a little story about it from time to time. Brandi loved to hear that. So much so that later, Brandi began to feel a little upset for him.

"Hagrid, if only you were the professor of our Conservation of Magical Beasts class next year." During the break, Brandi bit on the biscuit and said regretfully. "I bet your class will be well received!"

Hagrid seemed a little embarrassed. "No, in fact, Professor Celt Byrne is certainly much higher than me. I watched him take classes and introduce the tree protector and fox girl, and the students at the school liked him very much. ”

"But I don't think you're bad, and besides, Harry and I like you too~" Brandi said, suddenly spitting out the biscuit in his mouth. "Huh? Professor Celt Burn? Isn't that the old gentleman we met when we went to the Chamber of Secrets with Professor Lockhart! ”

He looked up a little dazedly. "I remember he was stimulated by Lockhart, as if he was going to retire and return to his hometown next year! Then the place of professor for the protection of magical creatures class will be vacated...... Hagrid, maybe you can talk to Professor Dumbledore! ”

In the end, Hagrid was unable to resist Brandy's persuasion and agreed to take the time to ask Dumbledore about the situation (he obviously meant that too, otherwise Brandi swore that Hagrid would never be so easily impressed by his rhetoric).

Just as they finished their lunch with a smile and a smile, they were going to continue walking. Brandi's gaze swept over the dead leaves on the ground, and he suddenly saw a dent in the indentation. He immediately became excited, and held out his hand to greet Hagrid not far away. "Look, Hagrid, what kind of animal footprints are these?"

Hagrid walked over with ease and cleared the area, revealing a semicircular indentation on the ground that looked like it had just stepped on. Hagrid was half-on his knees, staring carefully at the footprint. "Ah, the indentation is new, it won't last more than a day."

"It's a hoof print, isn't it? Is it a unicorn, or is it a Thestrals, as you say? Can we see it if we chase it now? ”

Who knows, after a long silence, Hagrid suddenly frowned, and his face became a little solemn.

"Mistaken, it's not a Fantastic Beast footprint, Brandi."

He gestured to Brandi's boots.

"It's a mark from the heel of a leather shoe, and it's an adult wizard."

Soon, they found a complete footprint not far away, and searched all the way in that direction. They came to an open field, then stopped, and the two men looked at each other in confusion.

The footprints stretched all the way to the edge of the clearing, seemingly staying in place for a moment, and then staying there forever—the footprints were completely gone.