Professor McGonagall stopped, and they saw her nostrils red.

She continued, calming down, "Divination is one of the most inaccurate subjects in magic. To tell you the truth, I'm the least patient with divination. There are very few people who can really foresee the future, and Professor Trelawney ......"

She paused again, then said solemnly, "I see that you are extremely healthy, Potter, so don't blame me if I don't let you go lightly with homework today." I promise, if you die, you won't have to turn in this homework. ”

Everyone burst out laughing. Harry felt completely excited, he was so frightened by those ethereal things, what a shame!

After the Transfiguration class ended, they walked to the auditorium with everyone to have lunch.

"Ron, be happy," Hermione said, shoving a plate of spices towards him, "you heard what Professor McGonagall said. ”

Ron scooped a spoonful of the spice into his plate and picked up the fork, but didn't eat.

"Harry," he said, in a low and serious voice, "you haven't seen a big black dog anywhere, have you?" ”

"No, I did," said Harry, "the night I left the Dursleys. ”

Ron's fork clicked and fell on the table, and he was a little worried.

"Please, don't make such a fuss, hurry up and pick up your fork." Charon said angrily, "They are all wizards with magical powers, why are they all so superstitious?" Nearly 1/3 of the world's dogs are still black, so what's so unusual about meeting a black dog? There's also a black dog around my neighborhood that I feed him a lot. ”

"Listen, it's just a coincidence." Hermione said lightly, pouring herself some pumpkin juice. Everyone is very relaxed, but Ron is still a little worried, and Charon also thinks it's funny, why is this kid so superstitious!

When he left the castle after lunch, he was delighted. Yesterday's rain had stopped, the sky was clear and light gray, and the grass beneath them was soft and wet, and they went to their first lesson in protecting magical creatures, and walked down the slope to Hagrid's hut on the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Seeing three very familiar backs walking in front of them, everyone realized that they were taking this class with the students of Slytherin House. Malfoy was talking to Crabbe and Goyle, who were giggling. Harry knew what they were laughing at.

Hagrid waited for his students by the door of the cabin. He was dressed in a moleskin coat, and the hound's fangs were at his feet, and he seemed to be in a hurry to go.

"Come on, hurry up, hurry up!" He shouted, and by this time the students had approached. "There's something good to treat you today, and you're about to have a wonderful lesson, have you all arrived? Okay, follow me! ”

Hagrid led the way along the edge of the woods, and by five minutes they were outside a paddock. There is nothing there.

"Come up to this fence," he cried, "and that's right, stand where you can see." Now, the first thing you have to do is open the book......"

"How do I open it?" Draco. Malfoy said in his cold, prolonged voice.

"Huh?" Hagrid said.

"How do we open the books?" Malfoy said it again. He took out his, which he had tied with a rope. Others also brought out books; Some, like Harry, also tied up their books; Others put the book in a sturdy bag or hold it in large clips.

"No, no one will be able to open the book?" Hagrid said, looking dejected. The whole class shook their heads.

"These books have to be sorted out." Hagrid said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, "Look," he took Hermione's book and tore off the tape that bound it. The book tried to bite, but Hagrid's index finger slid from top to bottom on the spine, and the book shivered, then opened, lying quietly in his hand.

Charon found it amused, and with a slight swipe of his hand like Hagrid, the unruly book opened quietly.

"Oh, how stupid we are!" Malfoy sneered, "We should go through these books!" Why didn't we think of it! ”

"I, I think these books are ridiculous." Hagrid said hesitantly to Hermione.

"Oh, it's ridiculous!" Malfoy said, "How clever to give us the book that wants to tear off our hands!" ”

"Alright, shut up," Charon said, "Obviously, this is a little test for Professor Hagrid, and even if you don't pass, don't be so frustrated!" ”

If you want to say who these classmates are most afraid of, Malfoy's heart is of course Charon. As soon as he spoke, Malfoy didn't dare to mutter. But it seems to be Hagrid who is even more frustrated, and he looks downcast, while Charon and his friends want Hagrid's first lesson to be a success.

"That's right," said Hagrid, who seemed to be too confused to find the words, "then, then you all have books, and oh, all you need now is magical creatures." Right. I'm going to look for them. Wait a minute. He left the student and went into the woods. After a while, I walked out of sight.

"God, this place is going to end." Malfoy muttered quietly, "This kind of stupid teaching, if I tell my father, he won't be angry......"

"You'll know the consequences if you talk nonsense, Malfoy." Charon warned with some impatience. Malfoy had no choice but to shut up.

Not far away, Hagrid's twelve strange creatures walked briskly towards them. They have the body, hind legs, and tail of a horse, but their front legs, wings, and head appear to be those of an eagle, and they have a steel-colored beak and large bright orange eyes. The claws on their front legs are half a foot long, and they look lethal. Each beast had a thick feathered collar around its neck, and a long chain was tied to it, the ends of which were held in Hagrid's large hand, and he followed them as he jogged into the paddock.

"Go up there," he yelled, shaking his chain and yelling at the guys to come to the fence where the class stood. When Hagrid approached and tied the guys to the fence, everyone stepped back.

"Hippogriff!" Hagrid yelled happily. Dancing a hand at them, "They're pretty, aren't they?" ”

Charon could fully understand Hagrid's feelings, and at first the sight of the half-horse, half-bird creature would be shocked, but once the shock had passed, you would appreciate the shiny fur that smoothly transitioned from feather to fur, all in different colors: dark gray, bronze, pink sandfur (red and white), shiny chestnut, and finally jet black.

"So," said Hagrid, rubbing his hands together and smiling at the students, "if you want to get closer...... it seems that no one but Charon wants to do that. Later, Harry, Ron, and Hermione cautiously walked towards the fence as well.

"Well, the first thing you must know about Hippogriffs is that they are proud," said Hagrid, "and it's easy to offend them. Never offend a Hippogriff, as this may be the last thing you want to do. Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle weren't listening, they were whispering.

"You always have to wait for the Hippogriff to act first," Hagrid continued, "It's polite, you know?" You walk over to it, you bow, and then you wait. If it returns the salute to you, you can touch it. If it doesn't bow, get out of it, because these claws hurt. ”

"Well, who's going to be the first to come?" In response, all the students, with the exception of Charon, who were eager to try, mostly retreated. Even Harry, Ron, and Hermione were scared. The monsters are shaking their heads in anger and spreading their powerful wings; They don't seem happy to be tied down like this.

"Well, let's welcome Mr. Charon." Hagrid was glad to have someone on board.

Charon jumped over the fence of the paddock with ease.

"Well done, Charon!" Hagrid shouted, "Okay, let's see how you get along with that monster named Buckbeak." ”

He undid one of the chains, dragging Buckbeak away from his companion and uncoiling its leather collar. All the students on the other side of the paddock seemed to be holding their breath. Malfoy's eyes narrowed maliciously.

"Relax, well, Charon," Hagrid said quietly, "you and it must look at each other and find a way not to blink, if your eyes blink hard." Monsters don't trust you......"

Buckbeak had turned his big, pointed head around and was looking at Charon with a furious orange eye. Charon looked at it, smiled slightly, and thought, "What a pretty little guy this is." ”

"That's right," said Hagrid, "that's right, Charon, now, bow ......."

Charon certainly won't bow anymore, and no magical beast wouldn't be afraid of the heirs of the Shafiq family. He stepped forward and touched Buckbeak's furry head. The monster stepped back and finally shuddered! It was completely tamed, lying on the ground, resting its head under Charon's hand, not daring to move, meekly and meekly in a mess.

"Ah, don't ......" Hagrid was alarmed at first when he saw that Charon had not done what he had instructed, and was about to step forward to stop it, when he saw the scene before him, and he was very surprised, and it sounded a little worried. Well, don't learn from Charon, his special talent. You must remember what I said. Well, now, Charon, relax and back ......".

Charon would like to ride this eagle-headed winged beast, and it would be nice to be able to fly into the sky! But the little guy in front of him was so frightened that he lay on the ground and trembled, and he didn't dare to move. So forget it!

"Thank you, Mr. Charon!" Hagrid shouted, and hurriedly called him back, and if this went on like this, the poor Hippogriff would be ruined! Hagrid continued, "Okay, who wants to give it a try? ”