They passed by Hagrid's hut.

The ranger was too busy with the professor's work to pay attention to the three young wizards.

Ron was excited, and he strode closely behind Harry.

The Forbidden Forest was a little different from what he had imagined, quiet, with almost no overly obvious cries of beasts and birds, and the occasional rattling sound.

Let him be on his toes.

You can't tell if it's the footsteps of an animal or the wind blowing the leaves.

Waited into the woods.

Harry pulled out the Sorting Hat and pulled out the painting, and with a touch of his wand, the map emerged.

I have to say, Gryffindor is indeed very funny.

There is a spell cast on the map, and even if thousands of years have passed, it has been maintained by the magic of Hogwarts, and even he cannot "copy it in pairs".

With another wave of his wand, the map he had drawn flew out, contrasting the two.

"Harry, Albus wanted to get a map from me during the summer vacation." The Sorting Hat took credit, "I haven't given it to him, and you can't praise me?" ”

"That's the credit of the contract, what does it have to do with you?" Harry waved his hand and replied casually.

A thousand years ago, it was the territory of a pack of foxes.

Right now...

The rabbits nest here.

With another wave of his wand, a new piece of parchment flew out, drawing contrasting terrains.

The Sorting Hat was dissatisfied: "He's Dumbledore, if he wants to ......"

"Something to say." Harry interrupted its babbling.

Sorting hat paused: "I mean, Fox brought me a magazine some time ago, you know, Wizarding Weekly, recommending new hats......"

Harry was stunned for a moment, and looked down at it, "You're in love?" ”

"If you like it, I'll buy it for you."

"But—" He was a little embarrassed at this, "I haven't learned the spell of injecting thoughts yet, and I'm a man, if you don't mind......"

The Sorting Hat panicked, "Oh my God, Harry, what are you thinking?" ”

"How are you like Rowena?"

"I don't mean to be in love."

"I'm just ......"

Ron poked his head over curiously, "What's wrong with Miss Ravenclaw?" ”

"She was very kind, and Helga was worried about whether I would be lonely with a hat after they left, so she asked me if I would like to make another one." The Sorting Hat sighed, helpless.

"On a blind date for you?" Harry's tone was odd.

The Sorting Hat pointed at the tip of the hat, "Even the Gryffindors are like that, but I am only a hat, but they did not force it, and when I righteously refused, they gave up the idea." ”

"Otherwise, I wouldn't be the only Sorting Hat right now."

Harry reminded him, "Have you ever thought that if you had another hat, you wouldn't have to be a cat scratcher for decades?" ”

The Sorting Hat was stunned.

It fell silent, pondering.

Harry continued to explore his way.

Ron was so happy that less than an hour after he came in, he had picked up a handful of unicorn hair, a piece of white fresh, and a few sprigs of aconite grass......

If this continues, I hope that the family will be able to save up for books next year.

The Sorting Hat finally reacted: "No, Harry, we're not talking about the cat scratching board now, the Headmaster is gone, Dumbledore only has Fawkes, it's... Well... It prefers cleanliness and rarely does anything to me. ”

"I'd say the ...... decoration"

Harry interrupted, "But Professor Dumbledore is old and will retire in a few years?" ”

"Principal McGonagall will succeed when the time comes."

The sorting hat shook the tip of the hat: "Minerva is very serious and reliable, she is a qualified candidate for professorship, but what happened to her succession?" ”

"I remember Minerva didn't have pets."

Ron tugged at it, "But Professor McGonagall's Animagus is a cat." ”

The Sorting Hat froze, and many wrinkles poured out of the hat.

Here's the problem.

Even the well-informed Sorting Hat doesn't know if the cats of Animagus will have the habit of looking for cat scratchers.

"And Hermione is very good, what if she becomes the headmaster in the future?" Harry threw out another heart-wrenching question.

The folds on the Sorting Cap become more numerous.

"Hmmm......"

"Hmmm......"

He was very embarrassed, and held it for a long time before he sighed: "Then let's be a cat scratching board, think about that time was quite happy, and besides, Godric and they are long gone, even if you regret it, it will not help." ”

Hermione grabbed it, "Then I'll bring you back today, Crookshank misses you so much." ”

"Don't!" The Sorting Hat exclaimed, "Gracious, kind Miss Granger, please don't do this, I'm just having fun and not really enjoying that kind of life." ”

"Didn't you say you had a crush on accessories?" Hermione didn't let go, "I'll buy you which ones you like, just stay with Crook Hill for a few days." ”

The Sorting Hat hesitated, and after a moment, hesitated to ask, "Really?" ”

"Of course." Hermione nodded.

The Sorting Hat tapped the tip of Hermione's hand on the back of her hand, "How long is an ornament going to play with that cat?" ”

"A week?" Hermione threw out the bid code.

The Sorting Hat shook his head and bargained: "One day, one day!" ”

Hermione sneered and spread her hand away, "Then forget it." ”

"Forget it, I still have Harry." The Sorting Hat flattered and spoke slowly, "Harry, I have a ...... in my eye."

Harry waved his wand, "I'm busy right now, don't bother me." ”

"I'd suggest you talk to Hermione."

Hermione snorted happily.

The Sorting Hat twisted and poked the back of her hand with the tip of the hat, "Then two days?" ”

"Three days at least." Hermione held up three fingers.

The Sorting Hat sighed and agreed, "Okay, okay, three days for three days, I'll tell you, I'm very experienced with cat scratchers, so Miss Granger, you must buy me the best quality." ”

"Do you have a Wizarding Weekly?"

"I'll give you ...... when I get back"

Harry suddenly stopped.

Ron, who was looking down at the ground, slammed his head into Harry's back, his head touching the hard leather armor, causing him to scream in pain.

Hermione paused, "What's wrong?" ”

"Here comes the teaching aids." Harry looked back and smiled.

This kind of smile made the two of them chuckle in their hearts, their hairs stood on end, and a chill surged up along the tail vertebrae.

"What teaching aids?" The two swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Harry looked at the quiet forest and said softly, "Ron should love it, oh... Here they are. ”

Boom -

A milky liquid popped out of the woods and headed for Harry.

Harry waved his wand.

The flames surged, colliding with the white liquid, incinerating it.

Click, click, even Hermione and Ron could hear louder and louder noises, and several black, large canine-sized spiders crawled out of the shadows and wagged their claws at them.

The comers are not good.

Ron's face turned white and trembled: "Spider... Spider. ”

Hermione's face was pale, too, but she was calmer than Ron, and stammered the entry, "Eight-Eyed Spider, a 5X-level dark magic magical creature." ”

"They have a high level of intelligence, and depending on their size, they should be twenty to thirty years old."

Harry shook his head, "No, they're only over ten years old. ”

"It's not mature yet, it's still growing, and the reason why they're big is because they're all females."

"Let's run." Ron was decisive.

Harry looked at him, "Why run away, just because you're afraid?" ”

Ron was stunned.

"Funny?" Harry waved his wand and recited the same spell from Defence Against the Dark Arts class, "Remember what Professor Lupin said?" ”

"Overcome fear."

"You're a wizard, and you're very good, Transfiguration is 'O', Spell is 'E', these are just immature giant spiders, ...... at most"

The eight-eyed spider would not give them small talk, and when it swooped down, its claws sharp and shiny black, it was stained with poison.

Bang –

Harry flicked his wand and knocked it away.

"You see, they're easy to deal with."

"You can survive three spells under me, and they can't survive even one, you're much better than them."

Ron's face turned resentful, and he sighed, "Harry, I know you're kind. ”

"But next time, it's better not to comfort people."

He gritted his teeth, waved his wand, and uttered the incantation, and the vines in the forest spread out towards the giant spider that circled behind Harry, ready to launch a surprise attack.

With another wave, the vine twisted, unscrewing its abdomen.

Green blood, almost splashed on his face.

Hermione also waved her wand and petrified them all - as dark magic creatures, they had some magic resistance, and the spells of the third-year witches were hardly effective.

She also quickly changed her strategy and used a Transfiguration Charm.

But the reason why the eight-eyed giant spider can become a tyrant in the Forbidden Forest is not only because of their "XXXXX" level danger, but because of their huge population.

Knock one back.

Ten or twenty came out of the woods.

Ron and Hermione were still a little rusty at first, but gradually, they became familiar with the idea of combat, and the transformation skills surged, and the solution speed became faster.

But no matter how fast they were, they couldn't match the speed of the eight-eyed giant spider.

It was dense and soon filled in a circle.

By the time they began to pant and their mana was almost exhausted, there was already a corpse of an eight-eyed giant spider lying around.

"Harry, I really can't." Hermione gasped, her little face flushed, and she waved her hands, "I don't have any energy." ”

Ron was better than Hermione, but not much better.

Harry smiled and nodded, waving his wand.

A collapsed tree twisted into a massive serpent, and Harry put a little more on the Sorting Hat as a pinch of white powder flew out and landed on the serpent.

The breath spread out as soon as the wind blew it.

You don't have to do anything.

Click, click

The eight-eyed spiders fled as fast as they could, scrambling to be the first, and in the blink of an eye, they were all gone.

"Today's first lesson." Harry looked at the two people who were dumbfounded, "Sometimes solving problems doesn't have to be solved only by spells, the brain is a very useful thing. ”

Hermione said dryly, "Oh, yes......"

"The basilisk is the natural enemy of the eight-eyed giant spider, and you also gave us a pack of basilisk bone powder for each person."

(End of chapter)