330, Attack on the human head sphinage manticore1

"You scared me, yes, the sphinx manticore. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Hagrid's words were a little proud.

"Are you still raised by Professor Kateburn?" asked Field, looking ugly.

"Hi Field, relax, it's Professor Kettleburn who left behind, it's already an old fellow, it's dying soon, and it's harmless. Hagrid knew what the other party was worried about, so he hurriedly explained.

"What's going on?" asked Rolf, who was also interested, leaning forward.

Hagrid looked at Rolf and said with a smile on his face. "Honestly, this human-headed sphin-tailed manticore has a lot to do with your grandfather. ”

"Remember the story he told you the year before when you first met Professor Kettleburn, the story of the last man and the sphinx who went with Mr. Scamander to Greece. ”

"Of course I do. One of the Professor's legs was amputated because of a scorpion-tailed scorpion. Field still remembers the story vividly.

"Yes, what I'm going to say is that the human-headed sphin-tailed manticore in the Forbidden Forest was the one that stabbed Professor Kettleburn at the time, and the accompanying members of the Ministry of Magic lost two people during that operation, and afterwards they reorganized a team to capture the human-headed sphin-tail, all of whom were Hogwarts professors at the time, including your current headmaster, Professor Dumbledore. ”

"At that time, I was already a Warden of the Hogwarts Woods, and when I saw this human-headed sphin-tail, it had already been subdued, its tail had been severed, and it was blind. Then it became a 'teaching aid' for Hogwarts' magical creature protection class for quite some time, until it was too old to move a step more than ten years ago. ”

"But the strange thing is that it hasn't died of old age yet. Hagrid muttered at the end.

"It's still in the Forbidden Forest?" said Field, his voice trembling as if he thought of something terrible.

"Of course, what's wrong?" Hagrid asked.

"Hagrid, the human-headed sphinage has the same head as a human, and their intelligence is actually very high, especially a long-lived human-headed sphinage manticore, it is definitely more cunning than a fox, it is pretending to be old, pretending to be dead. Use this to numb your vigilance. We're going to have to get to see the real guy, he should be chained up and put in a cage for fire dragons. Field's voice was quick and quick.

"Of course, it was already in a cage, and the cage was sturdy, and Professor Kettleburn reminded me to check it every day. It was fierce a few decades ago, but now it is old and dying, it eats less and less, and it is so thin that it sometimes can't even stand steadily. It's pitiful compared to how majestic it used to be..........." Hagrid said softer.

"And then?" Field's cold sweat began to break out, and he had a premonition that something bad was going to happen.

"I, I tethered it to the outside of the cage today. Damn it. Hagrid slammed to his feet, rushed into the hut, and ran toward the Forbidden Forest with his teeth in his hands.

"Rolf, you go to Professor McGonagall, hurry. Field beckoned to Rolf, then drew his wand and ran after Hagrid.

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With a sound-absorbing steel shield and a dragon descending wood basilisk nerve wand, Field was engrossed in his battle standard and cautiously followed Hagrid.

He felt a little more confident at the thought that the human-headed sphin-tailed manticore's eyes had been blinded, and that its deadliest weapon, the tail hook, had been severed. If it was a human-headed scorpion-tailed beast in perfect condition, he would definitely not run into the dense forest where the other party lived so recklessly.

Field 'silently' cast on himself and Hagrid, mutilating the sound of marching. However, there was still a lack of scent-neutralizing potions, so it was still necessary to watch out for the attack of the scorpion-tailed sphin.

Hagrid was in an anxious mood, so he ran as fast as he could, and before long the two of them were deep in the Forbidden Forest, far deeper than Professor Kettleburn's hut. At the mouth of a cave covered with bushes and vines, a large animal lay on the ground, a large blood stain lying around.

"Damn!" Hagrid roared and ran forward, "Ransters, how are you?"

Field finally saw what the other party was, and it had always been a Hippogriff, probably one of those Hippogriffs that Hagrid had brought out in class last year, and it was not much smaller than Buckbeak.

"Hagrid, give me a place. "Field pulled out the pocket from his robe where he cast the 'Traceless Expansion Charm'.

"Bai Xian flew here. After casting the Flying Charm on the pocket, a large jar of clear glass flew out.

"Press it!" Fieldd motioned for Hagrid to hold down the Hippogriff's body, then poured the white potion from the glass bottle in his hand onto the Hippogriff's wound.

"Woo woo woo woo-" Bai Xian medicine has an excellent effect on stopping bleeding, but it will bring great pain to the wound.

Hagrid desperately held the Hippogriff named 'Ransters' to make sure it didn't turn around and give Field two talons.

The bleeding stopped, and looking at the entire piece of torn flesh on the outside of his left hind leg that was connected to his abdomen, Field knew that it was a miracle that the Hippogriff's life could be saved.

Picking up a few gray hairs, Field pointed his wand at it and chanted a lengthy incantation.

Then the wand in his hand gave him a strong guide at first, and the 'Tracking Charm' began to work.

"This way, Hagrid, it's not far yet. Field jumped over a tree stump and beckoned Hagrid to run forward.

"He's not eaten in days, he can't get far, and he's just had a fight with Lance, so he doesn't have much strength left. Hagrid said to Field, holding a large stick of unknown material.

The two of them hurried through the path through the dense forest, tracking their target.

Field's tracking charm sensed that the other person was getting closer to him, and began to slow down.

"Come over here. Hegla gave him a kick and nearly caused him to stumble and fall to the ground.

"To the downwind so it doesn't smell us. "Hagrid is an old hunter, he's got a lot of experience.

Bow down and approach slowly. It wasn't long before Field spotted his target in front of a pile of fallen leaves—a thin, somewhat deformed, human-headed sphin-tailed manticore.

The human-headed sphinage manticore, which was supposed to be extremely strong, now looked far bigger than the average lion even when it was hungry. It was now leaning down and nibbling on a dark red piece of flesh, apparently from 'Lance'.