Two weeks later, in the Magical Creatures class, the shell of the fried tail snail became very hard and not suitable for making a cape. But it's good for armor.

Although the young wizards couldn't find out what they liked to eat, they were twice as long as a foot, or about thirty centimeters long.

The snail is not suitable for group living, and the two will hit each other together until the other person dies.

At this time, the snails become very dangerous, their shells are very hard, there are thorns on them, listen to the loud sound of two snails colliding together, you know that hitting people can be fractured at least and life-threatening.

The Knicks thought it would be popular to take this thing to the Hog's Head Bar and hold a cricket-like game. It's a pity that such events can't be held at school, and the professor will definitely stop them.

When taking care of the snail, Seamus often makes the explosion of the snail disappear, and the snail has no brains and does not think about why the explosion disappeared, and will only continue to release the explosion in place.

Neville stood next to the Knicks and asked, "Nix, did you say they always explode and don't hurt themselves?"

"No, we didn't try it last time, that skin is resistant to heat and corrosion."

"What about the flesh under the skin? The last time you dissected the discarded internal organs, the explosion didn't cook all the meat."

This sentence not only sent Nicks into deep thought, but also for Seamus.

As the one who played with fire the most and was the best at it, he knew what Neville was talking about.

The flames emit heat, and if there is no high heat, Seamus is able to catch the flames with his bare hands, but with the high heat, he has to grasp the fire in the void. 藲礿尛裞網

The longer a flame is in your hand, the more heat it emits. He can control the flames to restrict, but he can't control the heat from dissipating, and he has to often disperse the flames when he plays with fire, so that he can cool down and continue.

Now the fried tail snail is constantly exploding at the tail, and the heat generated by the explosion is very amazing, and normally the meat inside has been cooked long ago.

"Hagrid, I think ......" was interrupted before Knicks could finish.

"Is it right to unravel?" Hagrid pointed to the other side of the house and said, "There are a lot of dead snails over there, you can go and dismantle them."

The Knicks turned and ran.

Neville and Seamus followed.

Hermione, who had been keeping an eye on the Knicks' actions, pulled Harry and Ron to follow.

The attention is not on the snails, and Draco Malfoy, who always wants to be sarcastic about the Gryffindor students, also finds out about their actions. Quietly followed.

Nix finds a whelk that is not too badly rotten, turns the wood next to it into a knife, and stabs it hard at the carapace.

There was a "ding" sound, and the knife broke.

"It's so hard." Neville exclaimed.

Nicks pulled out another knife, and this time he flipped the snail over and sliced open the soft belly.

The internal organs are no longer mixed together, and they are clearly divided. But the snail is still a mollusk, and Nicks was able to remove its body without any problems.

Seamus threw a flame at the piece of meat.

It didn't take long for the pieces of meat to burn to ashes. This shows that the fried tail snail itself has no ability to defend or transfer heat, and it depends on the carapace to not be stuffy.

Nick thought for a moment, took out a tool used to test the temperature in Potions class, placed it on the ground, and covered it with a carapace. Got up and took a few steps to look at Seamus.

Seamus understood what the Knicks meant, keeping a ball of fire burning on the shell.

After a while, he extinguished the fire. The Knicks stepped forward to check.

The carapace was burned a little red, and the outside was a little hot, but the inside was still at room temperature, and it didn't change at all, and the tools left inside to test the temperature were intact.

Seamus also touched the inside, "What is this principle? It's not hot in there?"

"I don't know." Nicks said, "It's so hard, and it's resistant to high temperatures, so it feels like it's perfect for making armor."

There was no reaction from the people around me.

Wizards' battles are all about spells, everyone is looking for faster rate of fire and more power, no one has ever dueled in armor, which is too cumbersome to stay where you are and be a target

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"I remember it can reflect spells, right?" Ron burst into words.

This made everyone re-examine the Carapace while thinking about Knicks' words.

A pair of armor, a pair of armor that can reflect spells, you don't need to defend it in battle, you just need to attack with all your might, but the school rules must wear a school uniform, and you don't have a chance to wear it at school.

Ron looked at the scattered corpses of the whelks and muttered, "It's all Golden Galleons!"

Hermione didn't speak, these fried tail snails were not killed, but died during the breeding process, and she had no objection to selling them for money. Her idea is to use the money to develop the "House Elf Rights Promotion Association", so that more wizards can care about the physical and mental health of house elves and give them freedom.

The Knicks walked back with the carapace.

"Don't you want anything else?" Neville asked, following behind.

"It's Hagrid's, need to ask him? I'm going to collect some and make a set of armor." Nick Dow.

Seamus, who stayed where he was, turned around, he also wanted a little, to make a pair of gloves. Although his relationship with Hagrid is not so good, only one or two can still be obtained, and the left glove is more than enough.

Harry was pulled by Hermione and hurried back.

Hermione wanted to sell the shells of the snails for public welfare, and there were ready-made buyers in front of her, so as long as Hagrid gave all the snails to Harry's disposal, the Knicks could only buy them. She wasn't going to sell it too expensive, and the Knicks wouldn't care about that little bit of gold Galleons.

Draco hoped that everyone else would leave, and that he could sneak a few with him.

But his wish was disappointed, and Ron stayed to keep an eye on him.

"You're going to take all the snails with you when we're all gone, aren't you?"

Draco was disappointed, but his expression was very disdainful, "I'm not going to touch something disgusting."

After saying that, he left with his follower.

The Knicks found Hagrid at almost the same time as Hermione.

"Hagrid, I need some shells for the snails." The Knicks said unhurriedly.

"Hagrid, I'm going to blow up all the shells of the snails." Hermione said eagerly.

Hagrid was stunned for a moment, he thought the two were together, and said to the two, "Okay, go get it yourself, as long as you don't kill the living, you can use the dead as you like."

Hermione was disappointed, which meant that the Knicks could take whatever they wanted without having to pay.

While collecting the carapace, Hermione asked curiously, "Nyx, how are you going to divide them, they are hard, they are corrosion-resistant, and they reflect spells."

"Soften and cut with potions." Nicks is very confident in potions, and he still has the pharmacist sequence.

Seamus interjected, "Can you make me a pair of gloves?"

"Yes." The Knicks have a lot on their minds. Craft seals! The last cloak failed, but he at least mastered how to make the seal. Maybe if you make a strong seal this time, you won't be afraid of Barty Crouch Jr. making trouble.