Neville's success gave the young wizards a lot of confidence.

Especially when they saw Neville soaring twice over the paddock on a Hippogriff, the majestic appearance made them even more envious.

After all, Neville's transfer to [Arcane Knight] also has the word "Knight", which makes him particularly handy when riding.

Even at the moment of landing, his back was straight and full of appearance.

"Well done, Neville, you're flying great!"

Hagrid yelled, everyone except Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle cheering for Neville's performance, "Okay, who wants to try? ”

With Neville's role model as successful, the rest of the class cautiously climbed into the paddock.

Hagrid untied the Hippogriffs one by one, and soon, the entire paddock, the students were bowing nervously.

Ron backed away from his Hippogriff again and again, as it seemed unwilling to bend its knees.

Clark and Hermione chose a dark blue Hippogriff, and Neville watched.

They stared into its eyes and bowed to it.

Perhaps because of Clark's [Animal Affinity] specialty, or because of his extremely high charisma attributes, the Hippogriff also bowed to them, allowing the two of them to touch its shiny and glittering fur.

"It's pretty good...... Hermione remembered the Arab blankets they had touched during their trip to Egypt.

Clark nodded, in fact, with the current situation, they could also ride the Hippogriff and fly a few laps in the sky like Neville.

Just looking at the other man's sleek back without the saddle, Clark didn't want to try it, after all, he didn't have Neville's [riding] skills.

Of course, this has a lot to do with the fact that most of his attention is on Malfoy.

At this moment, Malfoy, along with his two ponies, Crabbe and Goyle, chose Buckbeak, the one Neville had just ridden.

It had bowed to Malfoy, who was slapping its mouth in an arrogant manner.

"It's easy," Malfoy said, procrastinating, loud enough for Neville and Harry to hear, "I knew it must be so, since Neville can do it with tears...... I'm sure you're not dangerous at all, are you? He said to the Hippogriff, "Isn't it, you great ugly beast?" ”

At the moment when he said this, the big guy who looked very docile directly broke out.

The sharp claws of steel knives flashed suddenly, causing a scream, and Malfoy let out a piercing scream.

"Ah~"

But that wasn't the end of it, and Buckbeak stretched his neck to bite Malfoy, but Hagrid struggled to put his collar back on it and evacuate him.

"Ah~Ah~Ah~"

Malfoy lay curled up on the grass, blood staining his robes, but the screams coming from his mouth were muffled and neutral.

"I'm going to die!" He exaggerated his shouting, which alarmed the whole class, "I'm going to die, look at me!" It killed me! ”

"You're not going to die!" Hagrid said, his face turning very pale, "Somebody's going to help me - get him out of here-"

Harry hurried over to help Hagrid open the paddock door, but Clark stepped in front of Malfoy and stopped them.

"Malfoy? Are you sure you want to go to the school hospital? ”

Malfoy screamed louder at Clark's question, and his classmates could see that he had a long, deep wound on his arm, and blood was splattered on the grass.

"I hurt so much, it attacked me, this horrible monster attacked me."

He's quite scared of Clark, but in today's situation, he's not wrong to say that the sky is broken, after all, he's injured, and whoever is weak is justified.

Watching Malfoy's clumsy performance, Clark just smiled indifferently, "In that case—Hagrid, take our young Master Draco to the school hospital." ”

Hagrid was stunned for a moment, and picked Malfoy up without much effort.

That's when Clark asked Hagrid.

"By the way, Hagrid, I remember Professor Charlie saying that if you want to sign up for a course in dragon research and breeding, you must be bold and careful.

Do you think a student like Draco Malfoy, who is prone to frustration, provokes Fantastic Beasts to resist, and is also very vulnerable, crying when he is injured, can apply for this class? ”

Hagrid was honest, but that didn't mean he was stupid, and after hearing Clark's almost explicit question, he immediately replied:

"Of course not, he said it yesterday when I was drinking with Charlie.

Raising a dragon was a dangerous and hard job, and his arm had been burned by the breath of a Welsh green dragon that had never been restored. ”

"Wait!"

No sooner had Hagrid finished his words than a voice rang out in the crook of his arm, it was Malfoy!

"Draco, I have to warn you, you're injured right now, you need to rush to the school hospital right away. ??????"

Looking at Clarke, who seemed to be smiling,?? Malfoon's face, already pale from the injury, was even more ugly.

"I feel fine," he struggled to get out of Hagrid's arms, "As a wizard, this little injury doesn't get in the way at all."

Hagrid looked at Clark and didn't know what to do, and the classmates around him were all watching the farce with a blank expression, wondering why it had turned out the way it was.

Malfoy had been screaming so loudly before, but now he said he was fine.

Only the clever Hermione saw Clark's methods.

She knew from first grade that Malfoy's love for dragons was almost obsessive, and Clark caught that.

In fact, Clark's so-called reasons are all false, and the most important point is that the teacher who taught them dragon research and breeding is Clark's cousin, Charlie Weasley.

If you Malfoy dare to cause trouble for Hagrid, we will dare to put little shoes on you.

Malfoy obviously heard this, too, and then he gave in.

"What's the matter, Draco?" The Slytherin students, who didn't understand the situation, were still complaining loudly to Hagrid, "Did this big man threaten you?" ”

"You're all hurt, Draco, you should fire him right away!" Pansy Parkinson said with tears in her eyes.

"It's all Malfoy's fault!" Dean Thomas said unceremoniously.

Crabbe and Goyle listened, flexing their muscles menacingly.

"That's enough, I'm fine!" Malfoy stood on the ground and shouted.

He erected his injured arm, and with the help of Clark's [Rejuvenation Technique], the hideous wound had stopped bleeding and healed, leaving only a shallow scar.

"It was my carelessness and failure to follow the teacher's teachings that led to the accident." Malfoy looked at Hagrid very sincerely and apologized, "I'm sorry! ”

A storm was like this, and it disappeared before it fermented.

For the rest of the day, Hagrid certainly didn't dare to let the students get up close and personal with the Hippogriff.

He kicked the group out of the fence and then dryly explained the key points related to the Hippogriff, and spent the remaining half of the time.

When the bell rang and everyone dispersed, he listlessly drove the eagle-headed horse winged beast back into the woods.

"Do you think he'll be fine?" Hermione, who had followed Clark up the stone steps, couldn't help but turn around and look at Hagrid's bleak back and asked.

"Of course it's fine, didn't Malfoy admit it, and that was his own problem?" Ron said.

Harry also said, "It's just that his injuries are almost healed, what can be the problem." By the way, his injuries are the reason why you used magic, right? ”

Clark nodded, "That's right, just a little trick." ”

"But it's terrible that this happened to Hagrid in his first class, isn't it?" Hermione frowned, "If you hadn't stepped in to solve the problem, he could have been expelled." ”

"Actually, you could have stopped it in the early morning and made it not happen." Hermione looked at Clark, she knew he had this ability.

Clark didn't say much, just smiled.

Ron muttered on the side: "Actually, I can leave a profound lesson for Ma Erfu, I think it's not impossible." ”

"Ron......

However, they didn't have time to continue arguing, and after the Magical Beasts Conservation class, Hermione and Clark needed to use the time turner to take an ancient rune lesson.

The professor who taught this class, Bathsida Barbling, was a slurred witch, and she kept chattering during the class, and the course was not structured in any way, and it seemed that she had not prepared the lesson properly.

Fortunately, Clark himself had taught himself a large part of the course in advance, and he had memorized the entire "Dictionary of the Magic Script".

Of course, being able to memorize the meaning of these runes is only the basis for learning them.

There are many mysteries hidden in the ancient runes, and even Odin, the father of the gods in Norse mythology, paid the price of sacrificing an eye in exchange for the wisdom of knowing the runes.

Therefore, even their teacher, Professor Babling, did not dare to say a word of proficiency in the ancient runi language.

In today's wizarding world, it can be called authoritative in this regard, and the only one Nick Lemay that Clark has seen during the summer vacation of his first year.

After a difficult rune lesson, Clark and Hermione hurried to join Harry in a herb class.

Fortunately, the professor for this class was Professor Sprout, the head of Hufflepuff, who was an amiable fat witch.

The first herb class at the beginning of the school year, and the last class of the day, she was very considerate of everyone's hard work, so she took them to take care of a bellflower.

These purple, trumpet-like magical plants have the exact opposite effect of mandrakes.

They can make beautiful wind chimes in the breeze, and a large area of bellflowers can even play a beautiful piece of music, which will make the body and mind of those who have listened to these music feel good for body and mind.

And just like that, their last class was spent in a pleasant atmosphere.

When it was time for dinner in the evening, Clark and the others were the first to arrive in the auditorium, hoping to see Hagrid, but Hagrid was not in the teacher's seat.

"They're not going to fire him, are they?" Harry asked, a little worried, whether he could touch the steak kidneys pudding in front of him.

Hermione filled her plate with some boiled broccoli, "Of course not, didn't Clark solve the problem in class?" ”

"But Malfoy wasn't such an honest man, maybe he just talked about it at the time, and then went back and sued his father?" Ron said he didn't have the heart to eat either.

Clark looked at the Slytherin table, where a large crowd of people, including Crabbe and Goyle, were whispering, while Malfoy sat aside, neither engaging nor stopping.

He knew that these guys must be making up the story of Malfoy's injury, and as for Malfoy, he should be very unwilling to give in to his soft behavior in class, but he didn't dare to retaliate back, so he could only secretly rub and let the rumors spread, hoping to add some blockage to Hagrid.

"Alas, this first day of school is really interesting!" Ron said sullenly.

After dinner, they went back to the break room to complete the homework assigned by the teachers.

But Harry and Ron were not on their homework at all, and they stopped from time to time to look out the window of the tower.

"Hagrid's window has a light." Harry said suddenly.

Ron looked at his watch.

"If we pick up the pace, we can go down and see him, it's pretty early......" he looked at his cousin Clark.

"My homework is done," Clark said, putting his pen down, Hermione and Neville doing the same.

So they packed up their things, came out of the portrait hole, and walked into Hagrid's hut in the twilight.

Harry knocked on the door, and a voice yelled, "Come in." ”

Hagrid, dressed in a sackcloth shirt, sat at a cleanly scrubbed wooden table, his hound Toothtooth resting his head on his lap.

Several people could tell at a glance that Hagrid must have drunk a lot of wine, and there was a wine glass the size of a bucket in front of him, and he seemed to have blurred eyes, and it was difficult to see them clearly.

"It's probably a record-break," he said with a guffy voice after recognizing them, "and it caused the students to be injured in the first lesson." ”

"Are you alright, Hagrid!" Harry gasped in surprise.

"Not yet," Hagrid said pitifully, taking another sip of the contents of the big glass, "thanks to you, Clark, but it's only a matter of time, isn't it, Malfoy's father......"

"He won't tell his father." Clark said categorically, "It's over, unless he doesn't want to go to the dragon farm to see the dragons." ”

"That's right, if he dares to trouble you, I'll go find Charlie." Ron added.

"But the school directors must have known about it, after all, there were other students at the time, and it was impossible to hide it." Hagrid said sadly, "Actually, I just want to make the first lesson exciting...... I'm all to blame for this......"

Harry tried to comfort him, but Clark said, "It's your responsibility, Hagrid!" ”