A few minutes later, Hagrid's cabin.

"So, you only used the shrinking potion to temporarily return Lu Wei to the infant stage?"

Hagrid picked up a kettle from the fireplace and brought each of the little wizards a steaming cup of hot tea, and looked curiously at the yawning little milk dog lying in the middle of the table, with a strange look on his face.

But surprise is surprise, for Lu Wei's physical condition, the half-blood giant is not worried at all.

As a heavy magical beast lover, Hagrid is well aware of the strength of an adult three-headed dog's magic resistance.

If it weren't for Lu Wei's active cooperation, let alone what kind of shrinking potion it was, even if it was most of the highly poisonous potions, it wouldn't have too good an effect on this big dog.

At least judging from Lu Wei's current expression, it seems that he is quite happy and enjoying?

"That's right, this is the shrinking potion I asked Professor Snape to help configure. ”

Elena nodded, reaching out her finger and scratching Louwe's chin, generously admitting.

"That way, I'll be able to bring Lou Wei back to the castle and raise it, and I won't have to let it rain outside the castle all the time, and it's pitiful—Professor Dumbledore should have explained to you that it's a contract with me now. ”

"Well, Professor Dumbledore and Mr. Apokalis told me once. ”

Hagrid nodded slightly, not too confused, but a little reluctant on his face.

Since there is an official professor who helps, then Professor Dumbledore, as the headmaster of Hogwarts, must also know about this matter, and if he has no objection, most of them will acquiesce.

It's just that it looks like from now on, his big Luwei will become Elena's little Luwei.

Hagrid reluctantly glanced at the three-headed puppy, then turned his head to look into Elena's eyes and said seriously.

"So...... Lu Wei will be handed over to you later, I hope you take good care of it. ”

"Don't worry, Hagrid, I'll treat little Luwe as well as I would my reserves. ”

Elena looked up at Hagrid, whose face was a little subtle, and quickly added, "Reserve food—well, my little owl—you've seen it." ”

Hagrid, the little owl, blinked, and his face instantly relaxed.

Of course, he remembered the little one full of spirit, and there were many little wizards who liked owls, but it was all too rare for Elena to like to be able to tuck owls in her clothes, and the tacit understanding between the two was too rare.

And, watching Elena and the others tease Louwe with small strips of meat, Rubeus Hagrid couldn't help but recall the time when he secretly raised Aragog under the bed in his dormitory many years ago when he was still a student in Hogwarts Castle.

"By the way, would you like to hear the story of Louie when he was a child?"

Hagrid glanced at the girls surrounding Louwe in the hut and grinned happily.

If Hagrid has any additional hobby besides raising magical beasts, it's definitely one of them.

"I remember that when he was a kid, he liked to drink milk, but now that he's getting smaller again, I'm not sure if the recipe will go back to what it used to be. And ah, I remember......"

After last week's unicorn shooting experience, the girls and Hagrid are obviously much closer and more familiar than before, and they are naturally quite interested in listening to stories like this.

Anyway, there is no other arrangement this afternoon, and it is indeed a good choice to tease the little milk dog and listen to stories about magical beasts - and for Elena and the others, it is indeed necessary to understand how to feed Lowe.

......

At the same time, the perimeter of Hogwarts Castle.

The third year of Hogwarts has just finished the Magical Beasts Protection class, and today's lesson is the sensitive and playful Tree Protector.

For some reason, the Gryffindor and Slotling students uncharacteristically did not have much quarrel and unpleasantness in this class, which made Professor Byrne breathe a sigh of relief.

After the end of the class was announced, the elderly Kettle Byrne lowered his head and began to count the number of tree guards, not noticing that the students did not go straight to the castle as usual, but instead began to walk towards the greenhouse of the herb class, intentionally or unintentionally.

On the other side, the Ravenclaw and Slytherin fourth-year students, who had just finished today's herbal class, did not leave in a hurry.

A few young wizards took turns pestering Professor Sprout, asking various questions about herbalism, while more quietly drew their wands and held them in their hands, looking expectantly at the lush vegetable garden not far away.

At the entrance of the castle in the distance, one after another young wizards came out......

Ravenclaw, Slytherin, Gryffindor, and almost half of the first-, sixth, and seventh-year students who didn't have a curriculum walked out laughing, except for the Hufflepuff wizards.

Many people still have broomsticks in their hands, and at first glance it looks like a large-scale Quidditch hobby exchange competition.

In fact, the one or two Hufflepuff first-year students who came out of the crowd without knowing the truth thought so - it seemed that everyone except Hufflepuff happened to want to breathe outside the castle?

In fact, in a sense, it is not entirely wrong.

After all, the main "actors" who triggered this event were indeed members of the Quidditch team of their respective houses.

Well, it's almost time to get to the designated location.

Cassius Warrington, a Slytherin chaser, looked around at the crowd, nodded secretly, stopped, turned to look at the Weasley twins standing not far from him, and suddenly shouted a taunt in a voice that everyone could hear.

"Tut-tut, Weasley, it seems that you Gryffindors are really stupid, and you can only grow live potatoes, right?"

"Heh, that's better than you Slytherin eating. ”

Fred Weasley didn't hesitate to shoot back loudly, a palatable look of disgust on his face, "Who doesn't know at Hogwarts right now, you husks eat from the toilet every day. ”

"What did you say?!"

Cassius Warrington's face stiffened slightly, and his brow furrowed heavily.

This doesn't seem to be the same as the previous good script? Obviously, it didn't say that it was good, but it smelled bad, why didn't the Weasleys on the other side plan according to the lines provided by their Slytherins.

"I say, noble Slytherin, eat every day!"

"No, no, Fred, they're going to eat stinky socks!"

The two brothers looked at each other and said in harmony - anyway, they were all trying to find an excuse for fighting, so they must have been how to scold comfortably, and they wouldn't completely listen to the Slytherin guys.

"Weasley, you scum of the pure-blood family, the best thing you've ever eaten in your life is probably potatoes, right? ”

Cassius Warrington's eyes flashed with coldness, and he sneered sharply.

Slytherin House is not an existence that is arbitrarily bullied, and if you can take this opportunity to beat Gryffindor in the open, it actually seems to be a good bonus.

"Penelope, they ......"

A little Ravenclaw witch tugged at Penelope's sleeve with some concern, and at the very beginning, Gryffindor and Slytherin House were free to play without the original script, which couldn't help but make her a little worried.

You know, according to the original process discussed by the three academies, it's just a simple matter of laughing at each other, and then casually waving a few wands to make a mixed wheel, and taking the opportunity to steal vegetables, and look at the current trend......

"It's okay, Gryffindor and Slytherin...... Heh, they certainly weren't going to be friendly from the start. ”

Penelope Crivat, the next candidate for prefect in Ravenclaw, chuckled and shook his head, a mischievous look flashing in his eyes, and replied in a determined tone.

"All of them, there will be a real fight!"

"Huh?!, but ......"

"But what does it matter? It's not a bad thing for us, is it?"

While the two were talking, Gryffindor House and Slytherin House not far away had already begun to curse each other, and the level of tension was at least twice as intense as previously planned.

As Penelope said, quarrels are such a thing, even if acquaintances are acting, it is easy to quarrel with real fire, not to mention two colleges that don't like each other in the first place.

More and more Slytherin and Gryffindor students gathered around each other, holding their wands to each other in a freeze in the clearing, and the atmosphere gradually began to become tense, as if it only took a small spark to ignite the air.

Professor Sprout, who was surrounded by the students, gradually noticed the quarrel not far away, and couldn't help but stop answering questions, frowning at the source of the sound, and moving his feet to go over to see the situation.

However, before Professor Sprout could take a step......

"Don't think I don't know, you're going to go out of your way to lick Ravenclaw House shoes for a little fruit - why, Weasley, poked you in the sore spot? That's how your dad licked other people's shoes in the Ministry of Magic, right?"

"You're going to pay for your words, Warrington!"

"Eat, Slytherin!"

Fred and George roared loudly at the same time, angrily drawing their wands and pointing at the guy in front of them.

Rumble!

Two dazzling red rays of light shot out from the tips of their wands, knocking Cassius Warrington, who was still sneering, into the air and slamming into the crowd behind them, apparently with no intention of leaving their hands inside.

"Weasleys, you guys, do you really want to fight?!

Caught off guard, Cassius Warrington got up from the ground out of breath, drew his wand and pointed it at Fred Weasley, shouting without thinking, "Pass out!"

It seemed to be a signal, and the next moment, both Gryffindor and Slytherin, who had tensed their nerves to the extreme, chanted their spells loudly at each other, and the entire arena turned into a melee of spells flying in an instant.

Of course, the Slytherin students who had been surrounding the greenhouse, as well as the Gryffindor students who had come out of the castle, also poured into the "battlefield" and joined the chaos to create chaos.

Compared to the previous skirmishes and chases, the head-to-head duel was undoubtedly much more intense and chaotic – spells of all sorts were flying around, and the students were chanting all the spells they had learned as they pleased, as if it were a big party game.

Of course, the group of people in the center of the field was clearly on fire.

The Weasley twins are undoubtedly the most powerful core output, and the two of them can even parry more than double the attacks at the same time, and the curses that come from their wands are a little more difficult to defuse.

"Oh, stop!

After a few seconds of sluggishness, Professor Sprout reacted quickly, laboriously pushing his way through the crowd towards the center of the battlefield, waving his wand anxiously to interrupt the inexplicable student brawl.

However, before she could take a few steps forward, the location of the castle gate, the direction from the Magical Beasts Protection Class, the door to the Herbology Conservatory, and the Hufflepuff Vegetable Garden...... Fierce battles broke out almost everywhere.

The roar of spells and the shouts of the chaotic students mingled together, and the short Professor Sprout didn't even know which side was the hardest fight, and worse......

"Professor Sprout, we're here to help!

Seeing Gryffindor and Slytherin mixed together, as well as Professor Sprout drowning in the crowd, Penelope Cryvat shouted, then drew his wand and set off a blue fireworks signal into the sky.

Immediately after, the Ravenclaw reserve prefect turned his head to his side and said in a calm tone.

"Sisters, it's our turn, act as planned. ”

As the blue magic signal exploded in the sky, the little Ravenclaw wizards who were hovering on the outskirts of the battlefield glanced at each other, drew their wands in high spirits, and began to cast all kinds of spells into the open space or the air, while pretending to let out all kinds of screams and angry screams.

The chaos of the entire venue instantly increased several times in an instant, and in the midst of the crowd, Professor Sprout seemed to be in a trance in the wizarding war of decades ago - the power of an individual was too small in this kind of scene.

Even though Professor Sprout had released the [Loud Voice], her stopping sound still seemed unusually helpless and inconspicuous in the various spell explosions and impacts, and there was no way to convey it too far.

In fact, unless it is the top wizard such as Dumbledore and Grindelwald, once anyone is caught in this chaotic magical battlefield, it is really too difficult to quickly end the chaos by themselves.

"Don't fight! Stop, stop me!"

Professor Sprout roared loudly and with all her might, the first time in years that she had shown such anger and impatience, and every moment in her field of vision, students were being hit by the spell and screaming.

This feeling of helplessness was even more terrible than any nightmare for this kind and simple witch - why, why, why is this happening?!

Has the conflict between Hogwarts houses reached such a point of incompatibility?!

Professor Sprout felt desperate and helpless, waving his wand and shouting loudly, laboriously shuttling between the students who had "killed the red eye", trying to end this inexplicable brawl.

However, no matter how she tried to mediate and stop it, as soon as she left, the once quiet position would be restarted.

The students seemed to have a deep hatred, and the magic spells that flew over everyone's heads almost formed a light curtain, and the explosions and shouts never stopped from beginning to end, and many of the students even had a twisted and terrible abnormal smile on their faces.

This made Professor Sprout even more panicked, and in her decades of teaching experience, she had never encountered such a strange situation.

Could it be that for these children, fighting and hurting each other can already bring them joy and pleasure?!

What a terrible bigotry and hostility this is?!

Professor Dumbledore was right, the deep-seated barriers between the houses had to be broken down and resolved, otherwise Hogwarts would be finished.

However, out of Professor Sprout's sight, those that were not noticed......

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