John would still observe the changes in the Star Spirit Guard.

Over time, these guards have given birth to diversity.

However, it is not obvious in the state of the star spirit, but the personality becomes more distinct.

For example, what should be annoying is even more annoying.

Well, little dragon.

John watched as the dragon walked through a door in high spirits.

After a while, the star spirits of the door collectively transformed.

The little dragon was chased like that, and the whole time he was holding his head and running around.

"I didn't know Draco was so influential."

John was numb, and he found out that Xiaolong really didn't stop pulling hatred for a moment.

And its masters, one in the outer pull hatred, the other in the inner pull hatred.

Now John regrets that he shouldn't have insisted on it in the first place, and should have let the little dragon stay at Hogwarts.

But it's not without its benefits.

The little dragon's defensive shield gradually became more powerful as it was constantly beaten during this time.

Hector's talent is all on Starlight, and various attacks are connected to Starlight.

Hermo became more and more agile, and with a flap of his hands, he drew two rock-made swords from the ground.

"The talents of the two Shenwei are obvious, and it seems that the Shenwei needs to follow people in order to have more talents."

John saw that the Divine Guard who had previously followed Neville had an arm that was a cut wider than the others, and that it could shake the ground with a single punch, and that it had also changed in terms of height, with a tendency to grow to nine feet.

Daphne's Divine Guard is adept at all kinds of attacks that can knock people down and hang them, and has been used on dragons many times.

Observing the growth of the Divine Guard, John glanced at the time.

"It's time to go to class."

The door of the Stars Society appeared in the hallway on the first floor, and John opened the door and came out.

Today is

Conservation Magizoology.

Hagrid had been waiting for a long time.

"John." Hagrid waved at John.

John glanced in his direction, not at Hagrid's hut, but at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

John walked over, and Hagrid motioned for him to be quiet.

"What's going on?"

Seeing a Thestrals, pacing back and forth in circles outside, John asked Hagrid.

"It's a rare moment, it's giving birth," Hagrid excitedly said. ”

It was a female Thestrals, restless because it was waiting to give birth.

Hagrid learned of this by judging its size and movements.

It was the moment when a little life was born, and Hagrid held his breath.

Thestrals walked under a tree and slammed its head into the trunk to relieve the pain of childbirth.

"Come on, little one." Hagrid cheered secretly.

John also stared at the moment of the birth of this life.

Hagrid suddenly remembered that he was still a professor, and whispered to the side, "Thestrals are seen as ominous symbols in many places, and some people think that they will appear in the place where bad luck is born, but that is wrong. ”

"Those Thestrals were there, and it was death that allowed the wizards to see them and thus take them as bad luck."

"As a result, many wizards do not welcome Thestrals, which also leads to a rapid decline in the habitat of Thestrals, and there are only two places in the country."

John, listen, you can always trust Hagrid when it comes to magical beasts.

"Life born out of death." John muttered to himself.

The Thestrals, which were seen as death, finally gave birth after constantly hitting the trunk of the tree.

A small Thestrals, which fell to the ground, staggered and had great difficulty standing.

Thestrals' mother is in a hurry

Circle around and get your kids up.

After many attempts back and forth, Nightstrals never got up.

Seeing this, Hagrid said regretfully, "This is a flawed Thestrals, and it may be banished by the Thestrals." ”

Newborns with defects are always abandoned, no matter where they are.

Thestrals' mother also seemed to know her child's flaws, and after circling around twice, she arched Thestrals with her head.

This is the last warmth of Sastrals.

John looked at Hagrid and asked, "You're not helping it?" ”

Hagrid shook his head and said, "It can't help, it can't survive on its own, it can't return to the race, and the laws of nature even wizards need to follow." ”

A newborn with a defect is far more cruel to live than to die.

This honest big man saw it very thoroughly before nature.

John saw that Thestrals' mother was ready to make one last effort, and if it couldn't get up this time, it was going to give up on the baby.

Nightstrals seemed to know her fate of being abandoned, and looked at her mother with the whites of her eyes without pupils.

For the last time, Sastrals strained.

John's fingers raised.

Sastrals got up, and when she was about to fall, she stumbled and didn't fall.

"It worked!" Hagrid cheered.

John lowered his fingers and looked at Thestrals, who were staggering beside his mother.

"Sometimes, it's just a little effort."

He didn't heal Thestrals, he just injected a walking seed into his heart.

Sastrals stood up, relying on her own efforts.

Those magical creatures with flaws are not cursed wizards.

John said, "So wizards, unlike magical creatures, rebel against nature's decrees

rules. ”

Hagrid wept excitedly.

John began to understand why Hagrid had always been able to maintain a purity unlike anyone else.

Because everything he sees is the purest of all.

Just as he was feeling emotional, John looked up.

An owl approached him.

When there was less than ten meters away, a white figure appeared, kicking the owl with a dozen feathers.

The falling newspaper was caught with precision, and Basil landed on John's arm and stopped.

"I think I should write a letter of apology to the Owl Post Office." Glancing at Basil's smug expression, John opened the newspaper.

"Newspaper at this time?"

Hagrid wondered, "Aren't they all mornings?" ”

"I'm their super VIP member." John shrugged and said, "You can read the newspaper ahead of time." ”

Some Hagrid, who can't keep up with the times, is confused, when did this kind of thing appear?

John opened the newspaper and read it.

This is all first-hand information, and he would not have gotten it if he hadn't bought half of the shares.

"The European craze?"

His gaze swept over the newspaper.

Recently, there has been a lot of excitement in Europe.

The German Minister of Magic has been missing for several months, and the German Ministry of Magic cannot be left without an owner for a day.

So the battle for a new Minister of Magic was set off in Germany, and Yale Van was one of the candidates.

That man was an admirer of Dumbledore, and he had also mentioned when he was at the International Confederation of Wizards that he wanted Dumbledore to come back and preside over the situation.

However, those who can play with Dumbledore are usually targeted.

Several other qualified candidates in the German Ministry of Magic tacitly targeted Yale Van because he had it

The most important division of magical law enforcement.

Among the candidates, John also saw a name.

"Ludwig Edgar?"

He narrowed his eyes, it wasn't impossible for Edgar to have a Minister of Magic, but that would leave Durmstrang behind.

In the short term, the Minister of Magic has a lot of power, but when he goes away, he doesn't have as much influence as Headmaster Durmstrong's position.

"I might be able to support someone." John thoughtfully swept past Yale Fan's competitors.

Turn the next page to the news that Poland is becoming more and more active on the European page.

That Polish Minister of Magic is sending Poland into everyone's eyes with all kinds of news.

The first thing that came into view was the attack of the Polish Minister of Magic by the saints.

The saints come out in large numbers to act against a country's Minister of Magic.

And it almost succeeded, the frenzied populace stopped the saint and allowed the Polish Minister of Magic to be treated.

And the saint was also drowned in the wrath of the people, and he died.

"You can't blame the people for this, they just protect the heroes."

"We don't know how many people still want to kill heroes, but they have to step through flesh and blood to do so."

John looked at the comments and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

"Poland, where the stars can't get into, will be infiltrated by the saints at will?" John was skeptical.

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