The enraged de-snails were so loud that almost half of the venue could hear the movement on the side of Hagrid's hut, and the few Hogwarts wizards who were walking around the field looked at them with concern, some of whom were already trotting towards this side to see what was going on.

To tell the truth, even Amosta was startled by this movement, and Gabrielle's immature little face showed even more panic, she called out to her sister, with a crying voice in her voice, and wanted to run into the pumpkin field in a panic to see the situation, but, just a second before she stepped into the green vines on the ground, Fleur suddenly shouted,

"Don't come, Gabrielle, it's not safe here!"

Gabrielle immediately stopped, and she stood there helpless, not knowing what to do.

Karkaroff was also taken aback by the explosion just now, but he quickly came back to his senses and looked at Fleur Delacour, who had fallen in the pumpkin patch, and his face tensed with difficulty.

"Beauxbatons' seeded player is injured, Brian, I think it's necessary to inform Madame Maxim that I need to make a run?"

Amosta glanced at Karkaroff faintly, ignoring him, but with a neat movement, he climbed over the fence, stepped in front of Fleur in a few steps, and crouched down to check Fleur's injuries.

"What's wrong, what's wrong!"

Just then, Hagrid came from the back of the house, his trouser legs and shoes stained with mud and water, presumably fresh from returning from the Forbidden Forest. He wondered if Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were surrounding his garden, but when he noticed Professor Brian and the schoolgirl sitting in the vines, he immediately panicked, and hurried towards the garden.

"Oh, it's Professor Bryan and the girl from Beauxbatons--"

Harry, Hermione, and Ron had apparently come to Hagrid, and they heard movement in the middle of the road, so they trotted all the way over, and there were more than three of Hogwarts wizards, but only they dared to follow Hagrid into the pumpkin patch.

"It's a fried tail snail!"

Harry only needed one glance to determine what was going on, they had been dealing with Hagrid's new favorite for some time.

Karkaroff glanced at Harry nonchalantly, and was about to cast a gloating glance at Fleur again, but before he could do so, his body froze, and he stared at Harry, whose hair was scattered from his forehead as he ran, staring at the lightning-shaped scar as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Oh, that's it."

Hagrid was also alarmed, he was obviously aware of the nature of the incident in which his little pet had injured Beauxbatons' Champion candidates, and he hadn't forgotten Buckbeak's scratching of Draco Malfoy so quickly last year, he said in a trembling voice,

"I'll go find Professor Dumbledore"

However, Amosta stopped him in a calm voice.

The skirt of Fleur's school uniform was torn open, caused by an irritated fried snail, and her calves were not visibly scarred when exposed to the cold air. Of course, if the explosion damage caused by the snails was really that big, Hagrid wouldn't have invited them to class.

However, the skin of Fleur's calf was still abnormally red, as if it had been burned by the fire just now.

"How do you feel?"

Amosta looked up at Fleur and asked calmly.

When it first happened, Fleur did feel shocked, ashamed and angry, but at this moment, she calmed down, and even had a little joy in her clear blue eyes.

"It hurts a little—"

Fleur said in a weak voice.

"Looks like we need to go to the school hospital--"

Amosta nodded,

"Don't worry, Madam Pomfrey is very professional in her treatment, and she will do a careful examination for you."

Amosta hooked his fingers, and a green pumpkin left the melon vine in mid-air for a complex transformation, and then, he made Fleur float up from the ground and landed on the stretcher, looking at the sludge on the hem of Fleur's skirt, he groaned for a moment, but still took off his robe and covered Fleur's body.

"Professor Karkaroff?" Amosta tilted his head sideways and looked at Karkaroff, who was almost already fascinated by Harry's scars.

"What?"

Karkaroff was taken aback, and his gaze struggled off Harry's forehead.

"I need to take Miss Delacour to Hogwarts Hospital to take care of her injuries--" Amosta said calmly, "can I inform Madame Maxim?" ”

Karkaroff was clearly reluctant to leave, but he had no proper reason to stay, especially since he had just volunteered to inform Madame Maxim.

"So--"

Amosta looked at Hagrid, who was still unable to escape the fright,

"I've just taken this group of guests from afar on a tour of the Hogwarts campus, Hagrid, if you can, can you take them on their way instead of me, it's a bit rude to give up halfway-"

Hagrid's lips moved, his face pale, he knew he was a little out of the way, but Professor Bryan was already holding the stretcher floating in the air, leading the little girl at the gate of the vegetable garden to the castle.

"That's right--"

Fifty or sixty feet away, Amosta suddenly stopped, and Hagrid said in a loud voice,

"Don't take these kids to the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid."

After speaking, we set off again.

"No problem, Hermione, right?"

Harry asked worriedly as he looked at Professor Blaine's back in the distance.

"If you ask about the damage that Miss Dracule has suffered, Harry--" Hermione looked equally worried, "I don't think it's going to be a problem, the tail snail won't cause particularly serious damage, I'm sure Madam Pomfrey can heal it in the blink of an eye, but you have to ask about the seriousness of the incident--"

Hermione sighed,

"Then it depends on Beauxbatons' attitude."

After a period of quiet at the beginning of the school year, the Hogwarts Hospital was open for business until the end of the semester, and Madam Pomfrey would not stop it, because no one could stop the imaginative little wizards from stopping.

Amosta saw Neville Longbottom also appear, and he didn't see any damage on him, except that his left ear had mischievously moved to the door of his head.

"I'm practicing the Transformation Charm, what Professor McGonagall commanded--"

Neville was ashamed to hear Professor Brian's questioning, and both Fleur and Gabrielle giggled at Neville's ears.

"What's the matter, Amosta!"

Madam Pomfrey came out of a hospital room, and when she saw Amosta, her face sank, and when he realized that Amosta was not followed by dozens of wailing wizards, she looked relieved and walked over quickly.

"This lady from Beauxbatons—" said Amosta, pointing to Fleur on the stretcher, "and she hurt her leg a little while visiting Hagrid's vegetable garden. ”

"Oh-"

Madam Pomfrey lifted the robe that covered Fleur's body, and after a glance, she understood what was going on, Hagrid's tail snail injured the student, and Fleur was not the first, nor would she be the last.

"Don't worry, kid—"

Madam Pomfrey was much more friendly to her guests, and she said softly to Fleur,

"Just a little white fresh will heal, of course, considering you may have been a little frightened, I think you should have a cup of chocolate milk with a tranquilizer--"

"Thank you, ma'am."

Fleur smiled sweetly at Madam Pomfrey.

In fact, of course, Fleur knew that she wasn't seriously hurt, and that it would be okay to leave it alone, when she was obviously happy to find a chance to leave her classmates alone with Amosta.

"As the culprit--" Fleur shook her hair and smiled brightly, she looked eagerly at Amosta and said,

"You're going to stay here, aren't you?"

Of course, Amosta couldn't go, otherwise, Madame Maxim would have been upset to find that she had left Fleur here and left it alone, although it was actually Fleur's own doing.

Madam Pomfrey pushed Fleur into the room, ready to take care of her injuries.

"Sister likes you-"

Gabrielle, who was carved in pink, flashed her blue eyes like Fleur, and whispered in broken English to Amosta's side.

"Ah, really?" Amosta smiled, he crouched down and straightened his bangs for Gabrielle, "Is this what she told you?" ”

Gabrielle shook her head slightly, but then nodded heavily,

"My sister has been talking about you all summer and she says you're more special than all the boys she's ever met--"

Gabrielle pointed to the robe on Amosta's arm and said with a serious expression,

"And, apart from her father, she never lets other boys' clothes be draped over her."

(End of chapter)