Chapter 135 Rowena's Love (3rd Update)

Chapter 135 Rowena’s love (third update~)

Listen to Mag's words.

Harry nodded in realization: "And the Ministry of Magic, I forgot about them again."

He hesitated in his words and said tentatively: "Maybe, I don't need to register with the Ministry of Magic."

"I can understand your thoughts, Mr. Potter." McGonagall's face became more serious, "But no, not only out of respect for the Ministry of Magic, but also out of respect for others."

"Before there was no formal legislation by the Ministry of Magic, there were many more Animagus than there are now. There will always be some wizards who want to use their Animagus to pry into other people's private lives. Harry, I'm very worried. Believe me, you will never do such a thing.”

"But there will be others who don't believe it." Harry followed her words.

Mag nodded.

Harry's face was expressionless: "But Professor Dumbledore obviously must know the Animagus, and as far as I know, he doesn't seem to be on the Ministry of Magic's registration list?"

Mag was stunned, and she pursed her lips: "I have never seen him use an Animagus."

"If you haven't seen it, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist." Harry held on to Dumbledore, trying to convince the professor in front of him.

Mag tightened her wand and her tone suddenly became gentle: "Harry, it's not that I don't want to control Albus, I just can't control him."

"As the vice-chancellor, I can only give him some advice."

Harry was keenly aware of an aura of danger, which made him nod instinctively: "Professor, give me time and let me think about it."

"Harry." Professor McGonagall looked at him with the same serious look as when he first saw him in front of the oak door of Hogwarts Castle on the first day of the first year of school. "If you let me know, you will definitely let me know." You go to the Ministry of Magic to register."

Harry said goodbye and left.

Professor McGonagall, it seems this is not going to work.

What about Professor Dumbledore? He was once the transfiguration professor at Hogwarts. Professor McGonagall also said that her Animagus was taught by Dumbledore. Find him?

Thinking about it carefully, I'm afraid it won't work either.

Dumbledore is even more "superstitious" about the Ministry of Magic than Professor McGonagall.

That leaves only Sirius.

But do you really want to find him?

Maybe Uncle Lupine can be relied on. Although he doesn't know animagus, he is such a close friend after all, so he needs to know a little bit about him.

After returning to his dormitory, Harry wrote a letter and sent it to Sirius.

Sirius also responded quickly. Maybe he didn't have much confidence in other aspects, but he had absolute confidence in the Animagus. During those years in Azkaban, whenever he couldn't bear it, he would turn into a black dog. Huddle in the small corner of the cell and learn to think with a dog's brain.

He had to force himself to review the knowledge of Animagus every day, otherwise he would have been swallowed up by the wildness of Animagus under the erosion of the dementors' aura of despair and turned into a real, brainless giant. Dog.

The Animagus matter is settled.

Harry was not in a hurry to continue with the potions. He had to continue with the Gryffindor trials.

On Friday night, he packed up everything, made all the preparations he could do now, hung up the Sorting Hat and left.

He didn't hide anything.

Maybe he'd be gone for a whole weekend, maybe even longer.

The little lions stared at his back.

"You have to come back to class on Monday. Professor Trelawney also said that she has a new prophecy for you." Hermione bit her lip and spoke worriedly, "It doesn't matter even if you fail the trial. Safety is the most important thing."

The Sorting Hat muttered: "Miss Granger, what do you think of Gryffindor's trials?"

"There is a basilisk in Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets." Hermione emphasized, "If you are not prepared and look directly into the eyes of the basilisk, even the heir will die."

"Godric is not Salazar, he has a better heart." The Sorting Hat also emphasized his tone.

Hermione shook her head.

The Sorting Hat continued: "Don't worry, Harry is not the only little wizard in a thousand years to reach this point."

"Four hundred years ago, or five hundred years ago? There was a very excellent little wizard, a little better than Albus, who pulled out the Sword of Gryffindor and broke into Slater in the sixth grade. Lin Lounge, snatched the portrait, and injured the then Dean of Slytherin House."

"Very Gryffindor style." Harry couldn't hold back and complained.

The sorting hat nodded: "Yes, very Gryffindor style, but he was not as cautious as you. He rushed in rashly, but because he was not prepared in advance, he failed, but in the end Returned to Hogwarts safe and sound, with almost no injuries other than fatigue."

"Almost?" Hermione noticed the word.

"More powerful than Professor Dumbledore but failed?" Ron noticed this.

Harry waved his hand: "It's impossible not to get hurt."

"As long as it's not a fatal injury, it's a good thing."

The Sorting Hat responded to Ron: "When he was a student, Harry was not better than Dumbledore now."

Ron nodded and just said that.

"He must be a lot like my godfather." Harry said expressionlessly, "Think of walking through the Forbidden Forest and finding that place as the final test."

The Sorting Hat chuckled: "Please forgive me for not revealing the news about the trial, but Harry, you are really smart."

Hermione was still biting her lip.

Harry turned away, just as he was about to climb out.

"Harry, our Lion King, we will wait for you to come back!" George waved his hands and shouted loudly, with a serious tone.

Fred did the same, leading the other cubs to shout.

"Thank God, don't use that title anymore." Harry waved at them helplessly and turned to leave.

Go all the way to the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Harry looked back towards the castle, and he could feel three eyes staring at him.

He dove in, stepping on the remaining snow in the forest.

Follow the previously planned route.

Passing by the centaur camp, passing through the unicorn territory, and stopping in front of the Acromantula territory, I judged the direction from the growth direction of the branches, and followed the northwest. Before I walked a few steps, I heard a tiny crackling sound. Come.

Harry stopped.

Look towards the sound.

There was dense movement as the fur rubbed against the leaves and bark.

There is more than one Acromantula ahead.

This made him frown. Are these things expanding their territory again?

What their strong reproductive ability brings is the need for more survival resources. They have expanded their territory more than once. Their territory is now nearly one-tenth larger than when Harry first met the Acromantula in the first grade. .

He turned his head, preferring to take a longer detour. There was no need to force a conflict with something unplanned.

But he hasn't left for long.

The crackling sound came again, densely packed and more numerous.

This time, not only the front, but also the left, right and back.

This group of creatures surrounded itself.

Think of yourself as prey.

"Come out, I know you can understand what I'm saying." Harry raised his hand, put on Quen, waved his wand again, and the armor fell on him, "You can't hide your sneaky movements. I."

With a hiss——

A stream of sticky spider silk shot out from the dense forest. Harry ducked sideways and waved his wand gently.

There was a rumble, and the two surrounding trees twisted and turned into two huge snakes. At the Sorting Hat, basilisk bone powder was sprinkled on them, giving off the smell of the basilisk.

The Acromantulas began to flee in panic.

"Don't run! This is a trick of the human wizard, that's not that thing!" An Acromantula roared, his voice hoarse, like a knife scratching the glass.

The creatures paused.

"You guys go attack it! Go quickly!" the giant spider ordered.

The few around it reluctantly rushed towards the deformed creation. Three or four of their heads, like small ponies, pressed hard against it. Their huge claws penetrated the tree snake's body, and almost instantly, they killed the deformed creature. The tree snakes tore and splintered.

"Did you see it? This is it." The giant spider showed off its power.

Harry uttered the spell.

The flames are blazing!

The monstrous flames rolled over and fell on the nearest spiders that were about to move, whirring and burning violently.

Another wave of the wand.

The flames turned into hundreds of fiery snakes, dividing and purposefully catching every spider closest to them.

They spit out spider silk and fight against the flames.

With their huge numbers, they barely suppressed the flames, and the remaining giant spiders continued to attack Harry one after another.

Cruel and vicious.

Harry pulled out the snake bone sword, took a step forward, flicked his wrist, and turned the sword.

The moonlight bathes his body, making his steps move and his sword move like a dance.

No matter which direction the giant spider comes from, it will meet the sword at a weird angle.

The Sorting Hat sang an old medieval ditty.

One sword per sword.

Even if some giant spiders were agile enough to dodge and were lucky enough not to be cut off at the waist, they would soon lose their vitality under the erosion of the basilisk's poison.

Dancing his sword with both hands, he was not able to cast spells very well. Only when the giant spiders' attack was weakening, Harry could take the opportunity to cast a few spells.

Thunderbolt explosion!

The flames are blazing!

Half an hour later, after destroying dozens of spiders, they seemed to finally realize that this human was not the "prey" they could capture based on their numbers. No, to be precise, they were the prey.

They retreated in panic.

Harry stopped his sword dance, waved his wand, and the flames circled around the battlefield, and then he lightly tapped the Sorting Hat: "Stop singing."

"Heroic battles always require singing!" The Sorting Hat snorted, "Gryffindor likes me for doing this."

Harry didn't speak. He looked down at himself, and through the dense jungle, at the castle in the distance that he could no longer see: "During the trial, the contract with the castle will be interrupted?"

The Sorting Hat nodded: "Yes."

"Little wizards cannot grow under shelter."

“What kind of trial is it if it’s too easy to get there?”

"Thousands of years ago, Rowena signed a contract with the Forbidden Forest. The creatures in this forest cannot kill the students of Hogwarts."

There is at least one more chapter left. Before 10:30, I will go to bed later tonight and see if I can catch up with the fifth update~