The white car just heard Malfoy speak in a long tone. "You fainted, Potter?" Is longbottom telling the truth? Did you really faint? " Malfoy squeezed in front of Hermione to stop Harry from entering the castle road through the stone steps. His pale eyes glowed with malice. Ron gritted his teeth and said, "Did you faint in Weasley, too?" Malfoy shouted, "Did that scary old guy scare you, too, Weasley?"
At this time, it seems that the middle-aged professor just got off the bus and Whitewater has gone past and hit Malfoy from behind, breaking his words "Oh, I’m sorry! Isn’t this our honorable Mr. Malfoy? I fucking found that dung piles can continue to accumulate? ！” Whitewater’s provocative intention was revealed, but Malfoy blushed, but he shrank shamefully …
Professor McGonagall took Harry and Hermione away when he entered the hall, and Whitewater followed the prefect to the long table. "It’s another year’s school day. Let’s see what new wizards are like," Whitewater thought, and Neville secretly touched his arm. "Can you teach me?" Whitewater looked at this chubby-this chubby has grown a lot recently and is actually close to Whitewater’s height. "What are you preaching to you?" Bailangwen
"Hugh Douro!" Neville uttered the word with a very inauthentic pronunciation. At the same time, he made a white wave with his fist and smiled. "I remember when you learned from me in the first grade, but you stopped learning. Why do you want to learn my magic martial arts now?" Neville didn’t understand the word magic martial arts in Chinese, but he nodded desperately. "Well, I’ll give you another chance to hone your body and mind. If I give up this time, I won’t teach you again." Whitewater’s words were very serious.
At this time, the headmaster got up and spoke. Professor Dumbledore always gives the impression of being energetic although he is very old. His hair and beard are several feet long. He wears semi-circular glasses and has a bad nose hook. "Welcome!" Professor Dumbledore said that the candle shone brightly on his beard. "Welcome to Hogwarts in the new school year! I have a few words to say to all of you, one of which is very serious. I think it is better for you to make it clear before you get confused by this delicious meal … "
"After they searched the Hogwarts express train, you must all know that at present, our school is going to receive a number of Azkaban dementors. They are here to perform magic." Dumbledore stopped. "They are stationed at all the entrances of the school site." Dumbledore continued, "I must make it clear that they are not allowed to leave the school without permission. Dementors should not be deceived by tricks or disguises-even invisibility cloaks. Dementors naturally don’t know what please is. Beg or excuse, so I warn each of you not to give them excuses to hurt you. I expect the prefects, as well as the presidents of our new boys’ student union and girls’ student union, to ensure that students will not conflict with dementors. "
Whitewater muttered, "I don’t think so. I think I have the ability to kill them directly … but it’s just rubbish." But he didn’t say that he lost a lot of magic energy in the process of knocking down those two dementors, and now he is still a little frustrated.
Dumbledore introduced that the first new professor this year is defence against the dark arts newcomer "Professor Lupin!" Dumbledore said that Whitewater was not surprised to see Professor Spock’s expression of disgust. After all, they were enemies. "None of them are good things." Whitewater laughed to himself.
"We have a second teacher." Dumbledore continued after Professor Lupin’s enthusiasm disappeared. "Well, I regret to tell you that our teacher, Professor keitel Bourne, retired at the end of last year and spent more time with his rogues. However, I am happy to say that it was not someone else but Rupert Hagrid to fill his vacancy. Hagrid has agreed to take up the post of hunting ground guard and part-time teacher."
The trio and Gryffindor students all gave a warm scream, and even Bai Lang gently applauded-this semi-giant with similar aesthetic views. They are all powerful and terrible biology lovers. "Speaking of which, I hope Hagrid won’t get carried away. Introduce me to my lovely Dior in the first lesson," Bai Lang thought.
Chapter four hundred and sixty-one Hagrid course
Lovely Dior has shrunk to the size of an Asian elephant. Now it has become the size of a white rhinoceros, but its figure is leaner. White waves can detect that it is more angry. Dior’s lion mane has grown out of its belly, just like the Niemoya lion that I saw when I was traveling in White waves. The horns are not long, but they are quite thick and twisted and then stabbed forward.
Isn’t this a lot like the boss who gave him something? Dior’s mouth Shihou Zhang is not only the outermost lion’s tusks, but also can see two sharp teeth. "It’s not inconvenient to eat." Whitewater muttered, it’s not that the more teeth, the easier it is to eat, and the number of joints in that tail is also increasing. It’s not like a scorpion, but like a nine-section whip weapon, and the thorn head can not only be used as a hammer, but also emit a thorn.
"There is poison! This is really mean. "Blanco muttered with a long sting in his palm that Dior was lying there. This beast has a normal appetite now-eating a cow a week is very normal. Blanco thought that if he had any suitable investment direction, he might be able to support this guy." He had to go to the store to customize and expand his purse again … It’s all money. "
At breakfast the next morning, Malfoy sold his stupidity as usual. He imitated the fainting in Harry Potter’s carriage and made Slytherin laugh. However, when Whitewater took a casual look, those smiles disappeared as if they had been pinched by the neck chicken, and Malfoy also pretended to eat angrily. Harry, they have their own circles and should also laugh at Malfoy’s ugliness.
Neville was dragged up by white waves early this morning and went to the black lake before dawn. "This is magic martial arts. Just wait for the sun to rise in your heart at dawn!" When Whitewater taught Neville, he also considered the introduction of magic martial arts-he was already an innate master and should he let an ordinary person get started?
"First of all, of course, it is lighting!" Whitewater has made a decision. Anyway, it’s the first one-Neville should also need light to dispel his fears. There is no doubt that he is the first one who can practice flash surgery, and then he can try magic to attach himself to the physical strength and wield a sword to kill those dark demons and monsters. His magic depends on the individual, but it is definitely the root to carry out the blow with light magic.
Neville can’t get to this point. Let’s start with his martial arts talent. It will take him two years to get started and finally get to the top … I don’t know, but I can definitely surpass Whitewater myself. "I can probably kill dementors and werewolves, and they will die if they confront dark wizard directly." It depends on whether Neville is committed to it or not.
"Generally speaking, his family should not reach this height, and his center of gravity will still put magic." Whitewater knows this very well, and even his magic martial arts will not flow in this world. "One generation of basics will be absolutely ha ha ha ha ha." This guy is also laughing, causing Whitewater to suddenly go crazy around him.
Divination class climbed as high as servant street, then listened to Professor Trelawney’s nonsense, and then Harry was in danger. White waves were half asleep and half awake-like him, there was a Neville who simply fell asleep completely, so Gryffindor deducted five points for lunch and then passed Professor McGonagall. After the metamorphosis class, Hagrid, the new professor, had his first lesson in the course of magical animals.
Speaking of Professor McGonagall, Anima Gus was quite interested in Whitewater. He felt that his transfiguration was a genius-he was confident in Whitewater. Even Professor McGonagall shook his head and sighed, "Although I can’t transfigurate other things, I can’t transfigurate myself? I must be a genius. What is seventy-two changes? Isn’t it! " Whitewater thinks he has a gift for Anima Gus, but he is severely warned by Professor McGonagall.
"Mr Lane! I must warn you sternly that Anima Gus failed in history, but the wizard field is very tragic! I ask you never to try Anima Gus Transfiguration without my permission! " Professor McGonagall’s face is grim and Whitewater can nod yes, but he also found Professor McGonagall after class. "Professor, I have a question, that is, when I drove out those dementors by train, there was a strange yellow light fog on my wand. I wonder what chemical pollution it was."
Dean Gryffindor’s eyes shot from her glasses, "Oh? ! Mr. Lane, please show me your wand. "Whitewater immediately found himself trapped and did a stupid thing-how could his transfiguration deceive Professor McGonagall? He swallowed water and had to give the wand to Professor McGonagall while thinking about it as an explanation-"It’s a good idea to push it all to the ancestors of the old man in Ollivander!"
Professor McGonagall took the wand and revealed a smile on her face. As her palm touched the wand, the distortion and camouflage disappeared directly. Professor McGonagall put it on the table because she couldn’t carry it … What appeared in front of her was that the head of the staff was a duck egg with a big yellow amber snake eye. "This wand …" Professor McGonagall looked at Whitewater. "Ah, this is a Ollivander thing. Anyway, he sold me a wand and it became like this."
"Well," Professor McGonagall didn’t say much, "there’s nothing wrong with the wand. Can you show me if you can? Mr. Lane "Whitewater took back the wand and gave it a beating-the yellow light and fog from the wand head gave off a roar" OK ".Professor McGonagall said Whitewater stopped the magic and exported" the embryonic form of the interesting patron saint spell ".Professor McGonagall gave a conclusion.
"patron saint?" Professor McGonagall explained to him that "this is a spell to protect himself from evil things, such as dementors"
Whitewater didn’t ask much why he was yellow and normal, but shouldn’t he be silver? Because if he didn’t talk, Professor McGonagall would tell him that since she didn’t say it was probably no problem, "Go to lunch at noon, and you have to teach Hagrid’s course." Whitewater left as soon as possible. He really hoped to see Hagrid’s course-see how many things this man could cause.
Chapter four hundred and sixty-two Nianpao
Hagrid waited for his students by the door of the hut. He wore a mole coat and hunted dogs’ teeth. His feet seemed eager to start. "Come on, hurry up!" He cried as the students approached, "There are good things for you today! Horses need a wonderful lesson! Is everyone here? Ok, come with me! " Whitewater smiled bitterly. It seems that Hagrid can never get "sissy" animals to give them lessons.
"Everybody come to this fence!" He shouted, "That’s right-the first thing you have to do now is to fight where you can see it-""How?" Malfoy said in his cold, drawling voice, "Huh?" Hagrid said, "How do we fight?" Malfoy said again that he took out his "monsters". He had tied it with a rope and others took it out. Some people tied them up like Harry; Others put it in a solid bag or clip it in a big clip.
"No-no one can call here?" Hagrid said that all the students in the class shook their heads when they looked depressed. "We must stroke these." Hagrid said that it seemed that this was the whitest thing in the world. "Look …" He took Hermione, tore off the tape and tried to bite people, but Hagrid’s forefinger spine trembled when it slipped, and then he hit his hand and lay quietly.
As for Hagrid’s demonstration, Whitewater had already slapped a dozen times-he wasn’t tied up with a rope, and there were some suspicious bulges on the cover. His way of hitting was very simple-his fists slammed together and then he hit the monster just like usual. "Yes, I’ll be obedient if I give it a good beating," Whitewater said to Neville.
"Neville, your wand is too empty. Tell you what, I’ll help you find something convenient. It happens that you need it every day when you learn magic martial arts from me." What else can Whitewater find? Of course, there is no doubt that it is the morning star. Men need heavy weapons, especially this monster. The morning star is the best way to deal with it, but Hagrid won’t hit it. He was a little depressed, and then he said that he was going to bring the magical animals out, so he went to the forbidden forest.
"Emperor, this place is going to die." Malfoy ran on it. "It would be strange if I told my father that he didn’t lose his temper." "Shut up, dunghill!" Whitewater said lazily, "Otherwise, I’m sure your father won’t see you." Malfoy’s face flushed and angrily rushed over. "I want to tell …"
"My father," Bai Lang said in a Malfoy accent, "Young man, you are not a child. Why does my father want your father to live 500 years old and be an immortal ape?" He held Malfoy’s wand and staff on his head. "Be quiet if you don’t have the courage. It’s good for you-you can live a long life without it." Malfoy looked like he wanted to start work, but Hagrid came at this moment, so Malfoy was pulled back by Goyle and them.
Twelve strange guys came quickly towards them. They had horse bodies, hind legs and tails, but their front legs, wings and heads seemed to be eagles. They had beaks of steel color and big bright orange eyes. Their front paws were half a foot long, which would kill people. Each beast had a thick feather collar and a long chain around its neck. Hagrid’s big hand was held at the end of these chains. He ran slowly to the paddock behind these animals.
"Over there!" He roared, shaking the chain and calling these guys to come to the front of the fence erected by the class. When Hagrid approached and tied these guys to the fence, everyone stepped back a little. "Gryphon has wings!" Hagrid roared happily and waved a hand at them. "Aren’t they beautiful?" Whitewater shook his head. "It’s beautiful, but I guess most students are afraid."
Hagrid introduced these beasts, and said that if Malfoy approached them, he should argue about the provocation of white waves when Hagrid said who was willing to approach these animals, Harry and white waves came out. Harry believed in Hagrid and white waves were purely to help Hagrid. Although Harry thought the Gryphon had wings, he was still very beautiful, but he approached them very carefully.
"Relax Harry," Hagrid said quietly. "You and it must look at each other and try not to blink-if your eyes blink badly, the monster won’t believe you." Harry’s eyes are going to cry, but he didn’t close them. Buckbeak has turned his big, pointed head around and looked at Harry with a furious orange eye. "That’s right," Hagrid said. "That’s right. Harry is bowing now." Harry is reluctant to give his back to Buckbeak, but he obediently bowed briefly and then straightened up.
The monster still looked at him with hostility. It didn’t move. "Ah," Hagrid said, which sounded a little worried. "All right, back off. Now Harry is relaxing to back off." But to Harry’s great surprise, the monster suddenly bent its scaly knees and bowed. "Well done, Harry!" Hagrid said ecstatically, "Yes-you can touch it now! Pat it! "
And whitewater swaggered to the other side, a winged beast called Akbak Eagle Head "Hey by! Let’s say hello. "He raised his hand and greeted the monster with yellow eyes and glared furiously at Whitewater." Give Hagrid a face friend, "Whitewater added. At the same time, he didn’t go any further. Whitewater stared at Akbak and looked at where his hand could be killed with one blow.
This winged eagle-headed horse looked at Whitewater for a while, but also bent its front paws and made a respectful salute. Whitewater held a stick flower, "Germans and Germans!" Then he patted the monster on the other side of his mouth. Harry had been encouraged by Hagrid to ride on Buckbeak’s back. The monster flew around with Harry and was greeted by cheers from the little wizards.
Then all the little wizards tried to communicate with these monsters, and Malfoy-Malfoy, an idiot, just as Whitewater saw, let Buckbeak catch him directly. Even if he approached the monster intentionally, he still shocked Malfoy with a five-centimeter-long mouth. Whitewater grabbed the monster’s paw and threw it aside. "Shut up, you dunghill! Just sip like this, don’t cry like a girl! "
Malfoy cried and said, "I’m going to tell dad …"
Chapter four hundred and sixty-three Hagrid deserve it
Malfoy wants to tell his father that this is a helpless thing. It is a natural thing. After all, he is only a thirteen-year-old child. This class ended hastily. "To tell the truth, Hagrid should start as a teaching assistant and he should know what is gradual." Although Hagrid helped him feed Dior, Whitewater still felt that this guy didn’t know the weight. This caused problems in the first class-even if he wanted to introduce the Gryphon with wings, he would be able to take care of it without so many words.
Malfoy is just unlucky this time. It is as likely that something will go wrong as any other student.
Anyway, Hagrid quickly took Malfoy to the doctor’s office. Percy Parkinson accused all this of Hagrid’s fault with tears-Gryffindor students said it was Malfoy’s fault, but Whitewater didn’t join in. Seeing the most threatening Whitewater didn’t talk, the Slytherin cubs were even more excited and said that Hagrid would be removed. Although the Gryphon winged beasts were pulled closer to the forest by Hagrid, they still looked around.
Whitewater blew a whistle and suddenly there was a roar. The monsters dispersed in a hubbub, so the students were shocked. Except for the Whitewater Porter trio Dior, who showed his face and drove away the winged beasts, Dior disappeared into the forbidden forest. "What was that just now? Did you see it! " I don’t know who gave a shout, but most of the students ran to the castle
At dinner, everyone was worried about whether Hagrid would be eliminated. He didn’t say anything about it. It seems that even if Hagrid was eliminated, there is nothing to defend himself-this time it was a white wave of luck. What if the students died of bad luck? Hagrid’s careless attitude made it too easy for his "pet" to kill students-if it were a three-headed dog, Malfoy would be dead by this moment.
Later, Whitewater looked at Hagrid’s room with lights in the distance, and he was sure that the trio went to see Hagrid. "With Dumbledore’s cover, Hagrid won’t be removed." Whitewater muttered that there is no need to comfort Hagrid and go to Dior. Dior is already flying very well. Of course, it can’t be as flexible as birds, but it is quite cool to fly.
Whitewater thinks it’s enough for the treetops to fly at a high altitude. Too conspicuous may be discovered by the professor. It’s not good at that time. Of course, it’s not good for the time being to go to the spider to continue to ask for a loan. When he has enough shipments, it is estimated that it will take at least three to four months to digest. "Hagrid is undoubtedly a good man. He raises spiders and brings me so much money. I will try to protect his pets just by looking at this face."
It took Draco Malfoy a day to get a five-centimeter wound. He wrapped his whole arm and hung a bandage as if he had broken a bone. He sneered at this kind of bitch, but Malfoy wanted to let him get rid of it now. When he went out after breakfast, he saw a middle-aged man with white blond hair, which should be Malfoy’s father-because Malfoy was by his side.
Old Malfoy’s anger is obvious. Although this guy is not a good person, he really loves his son.
Although Hagrid will be fine, old Dumbledore will consume a lot of his own feelings. Professor Spike is even more crazy about Gryffindor students Ron and Harry Potter having to help him cut worms. This is small and good. Now he has found a stone to exercise in the Whitewater Forbidden Forest. Neville’s potions class is still in a mess and is ridiculed by Spike.
