Chapter Seventy-Seven: Do You Believe Me?
Thank you for the monthly pass that 20220517004012919 fedยทยท *
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
When doing something, it is easy to see its progress at any time and intuitively, and it is easy for people to persevere while gaining a sense of accomplishment.
At least that's what Rossi thinks.
It took most of the class to get her experience points full.
As soon as she was 100% progressive, Rosie immediately felt that the spell had become more handy with it.
At the very least, the sound made during the shape shift has become much more normal.
It was still a little bit louder than the others, but compared to the loud explosion that had been there before, it was already acceptable for Tycros.
"Not bad! In this way, I finally have a little wizard calmness. โ
He bowed his head slightly, and after looking around the field for a week with his translucent eyes, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, "It seems that next week, you can prepare for another phantom transformation exam." โ
The exams for the Transfiguration class are not accompanied by the final exams at the school, but are prepared separately by the Ministry of Magic's Department of Communications.
As long as Tecros feels that a group of students can pass the exam, then he will go back to the Ministry of Magic to apply for a record and evaluate a group of students.
So, I can get my driver's license next week?
Rosie suddenly felt a little amused by her thoughts.
Indeed, the Phantom Shifter test easily reminded her of getting a driver's license, especially since it would cost twelve gold Galleons to sign up for the class.
Shaking his head imperceptibly, shaking off the thoughts in his head, Rossi focused again.
โฆโฆ
At six o'clock in the afternoon, by the end of this class, the gloomy sky had become as dark as night.
Unable to meet herself at this time, Rosie, who returned to the castle, did not go to dinner with Claire, but walked alone to the kitchen on the first basement floor.
She was going to find some food here to replenish her hunger rating, which had been halved.
By the light of the magic torches on the walls, Rossi followed the map to the fork in the road to the Hufflepuff common room.
At the end of this fork in the road is a wooden door with a portrait of a fruit bowl.
Inside the wooden door was the kitchen, directly below the Hogwarts Great Hall.
"That's the real reason why Hufflepuff students are generally strong!"
Glancing at the lounge, which was definitely no more than fifteen meters away from the kitchen, Rossi immediately had such a thought in his heart.
Walking to the kitchen door, she raised her hand and gently scratched the pears in the fruit bowl portrait a few times, following the instructions she had heard from the Hogwarts students earlier.
The next second, the pear giggled like a tickled child, and then, as if it couldn't help but dodge to the side.
This dodge happened to fall off the plate that held it.
The moment it falls, the pear that has been enchanted floats up, and its shape changes at the same time, turning into a green doorknob in the blink of an eye.
Rosie twisted the doorknob slightly, and the wooden door creaked open.
The first thing that catches your eye is not the hundreds of house-elves busy working in the kitchen, but the tall figure standing in front of the pile of ingredients and constantly stuffing meat into the box in his hand.
"Hagrid? Why are you here? โ
Rosie looked at the half-blood giant in front of him with a sad face, and asked in a little surprise.
"Rosie?"
Hagrid, who was visibly in a bad mood, glanced back at Rosie, "I'm getting some food for Buckbeak." โ
Buckbeak was the Hippogriff who had scratched Draco in a magical beast protection class, and Rosie had heard Harry tell them about it being put on trial by the Ministry of Magic.
She remembered that in the original episode, Buckbeak was sentenced to death, but in the end, Harry and Hermione let him go.
"Don't worry about Hagrid, it'll be fine."
Rosie comforted and walked slowly over to Hagrid.
Forehead...... Does it have such a big appetite?
Looking at the stuffed ingredients in Hagrid's lunch box, which had obviously cast the Traceless Stretch Charm, Rosie couldn't help but be shocked:
"Can Buckbeak eat so much?"
"Shh
Hearing this, Hagrid's expression suddenly became nervous, he glanced left and right, and then leaned into Rosie's ear and whispered, "Can I trust you?" โ
"Of course."
Rosie nodded, "What's wrong?" โ
Glancing at the already stuffed lunch box, Hagrid picked up the lid from the side and closed it, then pulled Rosie to a corner.
"I met Lucius in Diagon Alley today, and he held a grudge against Draco's injury."
At this, the muscles in Hagrid's face twitched and twisted slightly, "He told me that he had unblocked all the connections of the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Animals, and that Buckbeak would only be a dead end." โ
The Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Animals is a subordinate department of the Department of Magical Beasts Management and Control of the Ministry of Magic, which is responsible for dealing with magical animals that threaten the safety of humans.
Rosie wasn't surprised by Hagrid's words, as it wasn't the same as she remembered.
"With the power of the Malfoy family, maybe he can really do this."
Taking a deep breath and calming down, Hagrid continued, "So I'm going to let Buckbeak escape to Dorset in the southwest, where the famous magizoologist Scamander lives, and he will definitely protect Buckbeak. โ
He was talking about Newt Scamander, right?
Rosie muttered silently, then looked up at Hagrid:
"Hagrid, is this going to work? Dorset isn't close to here, are you sure it can escape there? And even if it escapes there, it won't necessarily be able to find Newt, right? โ
Hearing Rosie's questioning trilogy, Hagrid froze in place, he had thought he had come up with a brilliant idea.
"Then I'll send it myself!"
Hagrid was silent for a few seconds before saying.
"Then there's a good chance you'll be taken away by the Ministry of Magic with Buckbeak......"
Rosie sighed helplessly, "Don't be so reckless, Hagrid. โ
Seeing that his mood was instantly depressed, and he leaned against the wall weakly like a deflated ball, Rosie was silent for two seconds and asked:
"Do you want Buckbeak to go to Newt for protection, or as long as it's alive?"
"I just hope it lives well and doesn't get killed through my fault."
Hagrid believed that it was all his fault, and that Buckbeak wouldn't have hurt Draco if he hadn't started the class without adequate security.
"I just hope it survives......" Hagrid repeated in a choked voice.
In fact, you don't have to do anything, it won't die in the first place......
As soon as this thought passed through his mind, Rosie's heart suddenly chuckled again: since the outcome of the Quidditch match would be changed, how could the ending of Buckbeak be guaranteed to be exactly the same as the original plot?
Thinking of this, her blue eyes met Hagrid's eyes:
"Hagrid, do you believe me?"
(End of chapter)