Chapter 134 Fried Lobster Tail
The days passed one by one.
In addition to attending classes and studying knowledge every day, Xie Lin also regularly participated in the activities of the Sleeping Dragon Society.
He had already had a preliminary grasp of the contents of the "Book of Ancient Dragon Language". Of course, there was no ancient "dragon power" in his blood, so he did not think he could cast spells in the ancient dragon language.
He also knew that it was better to bite off more than you can chew. He gave up studying black magic and instead focused on transfiguration. After all, he had the blood power of the Disguise Magus, plus the secret spells of the Black family, "Taboo Transfiguration", and "Hundred Transformations and Thousands of Illusions", which gave him a unique advantage in the field of transfiguration.
Well, by the way, he also had to take care of Zhang Qiu. He had not forgotten the Zhang family's secret transfiguration that Zhang He promised him.
In addition, he did not intend to give up studying space magic and ancient rune casting, but the learning resources in these two areas were very scarce and could only be encountered by chance, so there was not much progress.
As for the Sleeping Dragon Society, at least 4 exchange activities have been held. Under his guidance, the members of the organization gradually showed obvious progress in their academic performance and practical ability. Astoria and Carol sisters became the most powerful in the second year, and they both added a lot of points to Slytherin College.
Soon, October 23 came in a blink of an eye.
Hagrid's hut, Care of Magical Creatures.
Hagrid stood outside the door of the cabin, holding the collar of his huge hound Fang in one hand. There were several open wooden boxes on the ground at his feet, and a strange clattering sound came from the boxes, occasionally accompanied by faint explosions.
This is the magical animal that Hagrid mainly taught this semester - the blasting-tailed skrewt, which is a new species he artificially bred by crossbreeding the manticore and the fire crab.
They look like deformed, shelled lobsters, grayish white, slimy, and very scary, with many legs sticking out in all directions, and you can't see where the head is. They also emit a very strong smell of rotten fish and shrimp. Every now and then, a few sparks would shoot out of their tails, and then, with a slight snap, they would move forward a few inches.
It had been almost two months since the start of the term, and the students still hadn't figured out what they liked to eat.
Hagrid was delighted, and as part of the "project," he suggested that they come to his hut every other day to observe the blast-tailed skrewts and record their unusual behavior.
"I'm not coming," Draco said bluntly, "I've seen enough of these nasty things in class, thank you."
The smile on Hagrid's face faded.
"Do as I say," he roared, "This is homework! Everyone must participate, what qualifications do you think you have to be an exception?"
Blaise Zabini snorted disdainfully.
Hagrid still remembered how much trouble he had caused to his most respected Headmaster Dumbledore last semester because of Blaise. He was immediately furious and glared at Blaise, "What do you mean by this?"
"What else can it mean? Draco asked you before - why do we raise them? What can they do? What are they used for?" Blaise sneered, "As a professor, you didn't choose to answer, which is already a dereliction of duty, but it doesn't matter. You said at the time that it was the content of the next class..."
"We have been in school for almost two months, and even this class of monsters has grown so much, and you haven't figured out the answer yet? How can you be a professor? Are you embarrassed?" Blaise said.
"Just because they don't look good doesn't mean they are useless." At this time, Hermione couldn't stand it anymore, and she stood up to refute, "Dragon blood has magical effects, but are you willing to keep a dragon as a pet?"
Draco said coldly: "Granger, last time because of my brother, I chose to let you go, do you still want to make trouble? You can call Potter and Wesley, two rubbish, and we'll find a time, and I'll beat you three alone!"
Here we go again!
This damn, familiar scene!
Shelling had a headache. He was not sure what Draco meant by these words. It had been so long since the last semester, and he deliberately brought up the old things again. If he said it was not to undermine his prestige, Shelling would never believe it.
Before Shelling made any response, Harry and the others on the opposite side could not sit still.
Ron, who had the most serious inferiority complex, felt insulted. His face flushed, his eyes were fierce, he immediately drew out his wand, and shouted angrily: "Fight if you want! Who's afraid of who! No need to wait for another day to fight, you can draw your wand now!"
"Just you alone?" Draco gleamed coldly, slowly drawing out his wand, sneering: "Let Potter come too, I'm afraid people will say I bully the weak..."
Hermione's eyes flashed with panic, reason told her that she had to stand on the side of Ron and Harry, Draco and Blaise were clearly deliberately making trouble, but she remembered what happened last semester, which made her unable to make a decision.
She bit her lower lip, looking at Harry and Ron who were looking at her expectantly, feeling very bitter.
What Schelling said in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class rang clearly in her heart, that familiar and low voice, as if Schelling really spoke in her heart: "In order to protect the people around you, you have to give up a friendship..."
"I really... must always be an enemy of Slytherin. Is it really... irreversible for him and me?"
"That's all, this happened because of me. It was my talkativeness that led to all this. I will bear the consequences!"
Thinking of this, Hermione felt a pain in her heart, stood in front of Harry and Ron, and took out her wand.
"Malfoy! This matter has nothing to do with Harry and Ron. If you want to duel, I will accompany you alone!" Hermione spoke domineeringly, but her hand holding the wand was shaking, and she had no idea at all. The look of a duelist.
Draco showed a contemptuous expression and stared at Hermione's wand, but the wand in his hand was raised slowly, as if in slow motion.
Xie Lin frowned, he clearly felt Draco peeking at him!
Draco's upper eyes were looking at the Harry trio in front of him, but he was actually looking at himself!
In the past, it would have been strange if Draco didn't attack first. What happened to Draco now? He was so arrogant that he would fight one against three as soon as he opened his mouth. Now it seems that he still has to wait for the other party to strike first.
Looking at Hermione's character again, even if Draco asked Hermione to strike first, I'm afraid she would only be crushed.
Hagrid roared loudly, "What's going on with you, do you think I, the professor, don't exist?" He strode forward, wanting to stop the dispute, but was blocked by a figure.
Blaise played with the wand in his hand and said softly: "Professor Hagrid, although we call you professor, in our opinion, your knowledge and teaching ability seem to be greatly questioned, otherwise..." There was an inexplicable light in Blaise's eyes, and the corner of his mouth curled up in an interesting way, "I want to challenge you, Professor, to see how strong the Professor is and whether he is really good enough to be a professor." Job?"
Whispers and sneers erupted among the Slytherin wizards.
Since the establishment of the Faculty Appointment Committee, the majesty of the professor in the original work has been lost. The most interesting thing is that most of the power to veto professors lies with the Slytherin parents. This made Slytherin's wizards feel less in awe of their professors.
In addition, the two Malfoy brothers fought against the prestigious Professor Moody in public, which made them understand that the professor is not invincible.
"Asshole!" Hagrid was so angry that he even blurted out swear words. Being questioned about his qualifications as a professor was the most unbearable thing for him. Moreover, he was also worried that Harry and the others would suffer. The Malfoy brothers were not easy to mess with. , for a moment he was angry and anxious, but couldn't think of any solution.
"Stop arguing. No matter what Professor Hagrid says, he is still a professor, a professor who has been hired with a legitimate name -" Schelling started: "Brother, Blaise, I don't think we should use this tone and talk to him..." It is beneath the dignity of our family for a professor to speak.”
Sherrington paused for a moment and continued: "Looking at the matter, what Miss Granger said actually makes some sense. I actually already know some inside information from Professor Dumbledore. The cultivation of Explosive-tailed Skrewts is done by the Ministry of Magic's Magical Animals. They will be used in the Triwizard Tournament, so they are not useless. I think we should follow Professor Hagrid’s instructions and raise them well!”
Sure enough, when the inside story of the Triwizard Tournament was mentioned, the focus of the young wizards' attention was immediately shifted. Several people began to show interest in the Blast-Ended Skrewt and began to whisper among themselves. They all wanted to know the role that the Blast-Ended Skrewt played in the Triwizard Tournament, and what projects in the Triwizard Tournament might use the Blast-Ended Skrewt.
A complicated look flashed across Draco's eyes. He snorted pretending to be dissatisfied and turned around to leave.
Blaise showed a playful smile and said, "Of course, we all listen to you, Xie Lin."
The other little wizards in Slytherin looked at Draco and then at Sherrin. They didn't know what happened to the two brothers, and they all fell silent for a moment.
Schelling shook his head and directed the other little wizards in Slytherin to use the floating spell to put half of the number of blow-tailed snails into separate boxes. This way, he only had to deal with the feeding of one blow-ended snail at a time, which greatly reduced the number of snails. the chance of injury.
Xie Lin still remembered that in the original book, although it was never found out what the snails liked to eat, they still grew to be ten feet long.
The little wizards of Gryffindor saw Slytherin's method and began to follow suit, but their levitating spell was obviously not mastered proficiently enough. Dean Thomas was stung with several pustules, and Seamus Fey Nigan almost detonated a snail, but luckily Hagrid's reaction was quick enough. He quickly grabbed the squid and threw it far away.
Hermione hesitated for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to walk to Sherrin and said softly: "Mr. Malfoy, thank you."
Xie Lin looked at Hermione, sighed, and said: "You're welcome, I don't blame you for this matter... Instead, I want to apologize to you. My brother... forget it, let's not talk about it..." Xie Linxin Knowing full well, it was obvious that Draco was the one who took the initiative to stir up trouble. On the surface, he was targeting Hagrid, but in fact, he was not trying to lure the Potter trio to their end. After all, in the end, The target is probably himself.
"If there is nothing else," Xie Lin heard Daphne's call and immediately said, "My companions are calling me, so I will go and do my work first."
Hermione looked at Xie Lin's leaving figure and pursed her lips. Hermione was not stupid. Although she didn't know what happened, she had a feeling that she must have caused trouble for Sherrin again just now.
Why do I always cause trouble for you?
Hermione's mood suddenly became irritable.
She remembered that the last time Xie Lin had a falling out with her, she was in the same situation. She couldn't control her emotions and almost got into a fight with Slytherin. Although Xie Lin's words at that time were very ruthless, but Maybe he didn't mean to protect her.
She bit her lower lip tightly and repeated to herself in her mind, there will be no next time! absolute!
"You have done so much for me. Every time I am in danger or hurt, you are the one who helps me and comforts me -" Hermione secretly made up her mind, "I have had enough. Next time, it will be me." Pay for you!”
After the Care of Magical Creatures lesson, the little wizards returned to the castle, and the foyer was packed with little wizards.
At the foot of the marble staircase, a large notice was erected.
"What are they looking at?" Daphne asked curiously.
Schelling's clairvoyant Amaterasu could clearly see the content of the notice from a distance, and said: "It's about the Triwizard Tournament. I'll read it to you. Representatives of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will be attending the Triwizard Tournament in October." Arrive at six o'clock in the evening on Friday the 30th. The afternoon classes will end half an hour early. At that time, students are asked to return their school bags and textbooks to the dormitory, gather in front of the castle, greet our guests, and then attend the welcome banquet.”
"There's only one week left!" Daphne's eyes sparkled, "Xie Lin, are you planning to participate in this competition?"
Sherlin couldn't comment, "Let's see first and then we'll have to see what method Dumbledore uses to select adult wizards. To be honest, I don't have the confidence to break the magic restrictions set by the strongest wizards of our time." ”
The collection suddenly increased sharply, and the author suddenly felt tears in his eyes. To be honest, although the author does not rely on writing to make a living, the results of this book are quite shocking. The sudden improvement in results really surprised the author!