Chapter 445 The Queen of Blast-Tailed Snails (Modified)

Hermione walked slowly on the lawn, the drizzle was continuous, and the sky was gray. In the raindrops that were as crystal as fine powder, Hermione walked across the grass, and her socks and the hem of the cloak were wet.

The Forbidden Forest looked as if it had been enchanted, every tree was shining silver, as if covered with a layer of tulle, the raindrops slid from the leaves and fell on the hair of the little wizards, it was so wet that it made people feel uncomfortable. I feel very uncomfortable.

And this discomfort turned to anxiety and worry when he heard low, throbbing moans coming from Hagrid's cabin.

"Hagrid!" cried Hermione, pounding on the door. "Hagrid, are you in there?"

There was a sound of heavy footsteps, and the door creaked open. Hagrid stood there, eyes red and swollen, tears patting the front of his leather vest.

"Why did you come here so early?" Hagrid leaned against the door, took out a bandanna, and wiped his face carelessly.

"The weather is bad, I want to come over early to get a good seat." Hermione said, asking repeatedly, "What happened?"

"Ara... Gork..." Hagrid sobbed again.

Hermione quickly grabbed Hagrid's arm and helped him back into the house.

Hagrid slumped into a chair and began to cry uncontrollably. Tears were streaming down his face, and he caught Hermione's gaze and bought his face into the palm of his hand.

"Hagrid..." Hermione understood, and patted Hagrid's arm sympathetically.

"Aragog," Hagrid kept rubbing his eyes, "it's gone! Not only him, but all the acromanders are gone. I should have thought of it, I should have noticed it, obviously he reminded Me, I didn't find anything! My Aragog!"

Hagrid let out a bestial whimper and wiped his eyes with his sleeve.

Hermione went to bring Hagrid a cup of steaming hot tea and put it on the table in front of Hagrid. She didn't know how to comfort him for a while.

"It would be much better to have a cup of tea to calm down. Class will start soon. It may not be good for everyone to see the professor like this." Hermione wanted to divert Hagrid's attention.

"I've been out of sorts lately," said Hagrid, stroking Fang with one hand and wiping his face with the other, "worried about Aragog, and no one likes my class—"

"I like it." Hermione lied immediately, "Harry and Ron like it too."

Hagrid was silent for a while, then stood up: "You're right, Hermione, I can't let you down, let's go and see the snails, they are growing very well recently."

Hermione followed Hagrid silently and helped him close the door of the room.

The snails do grow fast, though no one has figured out exactly what they like to eat.

Hermione noticed that Hagrid was in a better mood when he saw the snails. Apparently he loved these creatures so much hated by young wizards from the bottom of his heart.

"I recommend that you come to my cabin every other day to observe the snails and take note of their unusual behavior."

"I'm not coming," Draco Malfoy said unequivocally when Hagrid suggested it with the look of Santa Claus pulling an oversized toy out of his pocket. "I've seen enough of this in class." Nasty stuff, thanks."

The smile faded from Hagrid's face.

"Do as I say," he growled, "it's about your final grades."

The little wizards were overwhelmed by the success. They seemed to realize for the first day that the big man in front of them was not only a gamekeeper and a key keeper, but also a real professor who held their final grades.

So in the subsequent groupings, they all obediently obeyed Hagrid's assignment.

More than anyone else fears an angry big man. Harry, on the other hand, was relieved that Hagrid was finally starting to look like a professor.

While Hermione was happy for Hagrid, she couldn't help complaining: "It would be better if the object of observation wasn't this annoying snail."

When Hermione put a bunch of cabbage mixed with a bunch of meat mash made of unknown meat into a cardboard box,

When they walked to the area of ​​the snails and wanted to lure a few of them over, all the snails in the entire enclosure became agitated, rushing towards Hermione's direction.

Especially the two with the largest body, squeezed out all the others of the same kind, got close to Hermione, and got entangled together in order to compete for the first position.

"Don't squeeze, don't hit." Seeing that the two snails were blazing and would soon come out of the box, Hagrid stepped forward and forcefully separated the snails.

Hermione looked at the situation in front of her and silently retreated behind the crowd. She didn't want to tell others what happened to her just now.

"It's weird, they are two of my favorites, I've never seen them fight so fiercely, is this the breeding time again?" Hagrid scratched his head, and he couldn't figure out the situation, "Fried Tail Snails are bred from manticores and fire crabs, so their habits are difficult to control."

Hermione blinked when she heard this, feeling an ominous premonition in her heart.

That night, a figure with his head tightly wrapped in a scarf sneaked into the hunting ground.

As he approached Hagrid's hut, the figure turned into a manticore, walking on catwalks and lowering his voice, he approached the feeding area of ​​those fried-tailed snails.

As soon as Hermione arrived, those Blast-tailed snails rushed towards her like crazy. In order to compete for the first position, the two at the front started attacking each other in circles as if dancing to the rhythm. One of them It even made an attack movement of supporting the body with its front feet and throwing the flame-breathing tail.

Hermione hastily lowered her voice, and tried to pass on these thoughts: "Stop, stop! Stop fighting!"

The Blast-tailed snails, who were desperately fighting for their positions just now, miraculously quieted down. Although they didn't leave, it was much better than the chaotic scene just now.

The worry in Hermione's heart became a reality, but at last it didn't cause any more confusion. Hermione glanced nervously in the direction of Hagrid's cabin, and found that he hadn't moved. Hagrid was used to the noise.

She tried to command a few snails in a last-ditch attempt, only to find, in despair, that they all did their job perfectly.

Hermione swayed her poisonous thorny tail back and forth unconsciously because of her irritability. Although she felt that the acromantula had to "voluntarily" become the object of soul absorption after being enslaved by gems, it was a bit pitiful, but she still envied Penello very much. Animagus, like a spider queen who can command so many acromantia majestically.

Hermione had imagined that she could command so many monsters as subordinates, and she would definitely train them much better than Penello's messy formation, but she never expected that her Animagus was really It also has this similar ability, but the target is the disgusting-looking snail that even Hagrid himself can't think of any use for!

This must not be known to Alan and the others, otherwise the wicked Penello will always use this to laugh at himself, and then he will nickname himself the Queen of Blast-tailed Snails or something!

Thinking of this, Hermione couldn't help but let out a sad sigh - "Aww!" As a result, due to unfamiliarity with the new way of making sounds in this state, the sigh turned into a big roar.

This kind of movement finally alarmed Hagrid. Hermione heard the creaking sound of the wooden door of Hagrid's hut opening. She ran in the opposite direction of Hagrid's hut in a panic. After running a few steps, she remembered to release the transformation.

Hermione returned to her human form and walked back, around the snail's test area, towards the direction of the Forbidden Forest, preparing to go back to school in a different direction when she could Apparate.

When Hermione approached the area where the snails were, the two largest snails fought restlessly. They fought more fiercely than ever before, and they both hugged and died together.

Hermione raised the wand in her hand in surprise as she watched the snails that had started to turn into ashes. She found that the souls of the two snails that had just died were automatically absorbed by her wand. Hearing Hagrid's footsteps, Hermione didn't have time to investigate carefully, and left in a flash.

Hagrid came to the area of ​​the snails, looked around vigilantly around the environment, then bent down, and found the huge monster footprints left by Hermione when she was in the Animagus state from the messy little wizard's shoe prints.

"Manticore! Is it Gino? He sneaked here so far to see his offspring..." Hagrid took out his big handkerchief and wiped his wet eyes, and couldn't help sobbing: "I I knew it was not bad in nature, and it didn’t want to attack me secretly with its thorns again this time.”