Chapter 228: Hedwig the Owl of Imagination

Everyone put Rita's reports aside for a moment and started chatting about other recent events.

Sirius was very concerned about Harry's life at the Dursleys, and Harry didn't hide it for them.

So Sirius was so angry that he decided to invite Halle to live in his house during the summer vacation.

Harry is also very happy, after all, there must be a lot of books in Black's old house.

But Harry had to find a way to guide Sirius, after all he didn't like going back to Black's old house so much.

During the chat, Hagrid seemed a little absent-minded.

"Hagrid, you seem to be in a bad mood?" Hermione, who was careful, noticed Hagrid's abnormality, and asked,

"An accident with Buckbeak? Mr. Scamander didn't find a suitable Ministry official?"

"No." Hagrid shook his head, "Buckbeak's matter has been helped by Mr. Scamander, and it is going very smoothly now."

"I'm worried about Aragog...uh...that's a cute eight-eyed spider I keep."

"His group was often attacked by mysterious wizards some time ago, and many children have died."

"So Aragog is planning to move away from Hogwarts."

"But he is my pet for so long, I really can't bear him."

"However, I can't come up with a solution. Professor Dumbledore is so busy, and I don't want to bother him."

Saying that, Hagrid lowered his head emotionally.

But Hermione couldn't empathize with him.

"Hagrid, do you know what you're talking about?" Hermione's face was full of horror,

"Acromantula is a magical creature with a dangerous level of 5X, and wizards are also within their predation range!"

"The Ministry of Magic has explicitly banned the breeding of this creature, whether for commercial or pet use!"

"And such creatures are so dangerous, what if they attack you or the little wizard?"

Hagrid waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "How is that possible? Aragog is a child I raised with my own hands!"

"He will never hurt anyone. He promised me with his life."

Several people over there were still arguing about it, but Harry was lost in thought.

A large group of giant eight-eyed spiders actually wanted to move. Could it be that I killed too hard the previous few times?

This is impossible, the venom of the giant acromantia is so poisonous, and the materials on its body are also very precious, which is an important source of income for him.

"It seems that we have to find a way to find out how big the giant acromant spiders gather, and then attack them from another direction, forcing them to be in a dilemma."

"By the way, I have to arrange someone to monitor it all the time to find out their movements. But this is not enough, I lack help..."

Hagrid and the others were interrupted by an owl flying in from outside the window.

After Hagrid saw the signature on the letter, he quickly opened the letter and read it carefully.

After a while, Hagrid's emotions rose:

"Excellent, Mr Scamander informed me that Mrs Gestlda Marchbane of the Wizarding Examinations Authority has taken over the matter as a teaching accident."

"Oh, that poor Buckbeak boy, he's safe from being beheaded by those savages from the Hazardous Creatures Committee."

"This is really good news." Harry congratulated Hagrid, his eyes fixed on the owl.

She suddenly remembered that Extraordinary people of the devil path especially like to feed large dogs or tigers and leopards with magic potions of the devil path, thus causing all kinds of tragedies.

In order to enhance their strength, the animal trainers of the pharmacist path will also use potions for pets if their economic strength allows.

And I don't know if it's because animals don't have that much complex thinking or for other reasons, when taking low-sequence potions, animals will hardly lose control.

Harry suddenly had a bold idea.

"Why don't I feed Hedwig some spectator potion and let her monitor the group of acromantulas?"

The more Harry thought about it, the more he felt that this matter was feasible.

The audience path has little combat power in the early stage, but the ability to collect information is among the best in all paths.

The IQ of owls is already very high, otherwise wizards would not choose them as messengers, and they are also very suitable for the audience channel.

Moreover, in the process of learning potions with Professor Snape, Harry also saw the eyes of adult manhal fish and the blood of black horned fish.

It is not difficult to configure a magic potion for the audience.

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After having this bold idea, Harry immediately took action.

She got the auxiliary materials from Hagrid, and found a reason to ask Professor Snape for the main materials.

In the evening, in the Room of Requirement, Harley sat alone at the table.

Hedwig stood on the table, tilted her head, and stared at Harry without blinking.

Harry skillfully added ingredients one by one.

When she added the last auxiliary ingredient—five drops of colchicum essence, the liquid in the cup quickly turned into a viscous silvery substance.

Harry put the potion on the table, and before he could greet Hedwig, Little Snowy Owl's eyes lit up.

As if she felt some kind of call, she put her head directly to the mouth of the cup and drank in a big gulp.

Seeing this, Harley didn't take any action anymore, quietly waiting for Hedwig to finish taking the potion.

Soon, the viscous silver-white liquid in the cup was drunk, and Hedwig smacked her lips and kept shaking her head, looking like she still hadn't finished.

"Okay, the rest of the task is to wait." Harry stretched.

She has seen many animal trainers feed their pets the magic potion of the spectator pathway. After all, this pathway has an ancient name, the giant dragon pathway.

So those misguided animal trainers wanted to find a pet that could resist and fight for themselves, so they chose to collect this potion.

Of course, they can only get a pet who likes to read books, newspapers and gossip in the end.

After all, if you are not at the level of a demigod, this approach simply cannot show the melee combat ability that is suitable for a giant dragon.

And Harley also collected some experience from many impoverished animal trainers.

She learned that in the early stage, you only need to wait quietly and talk more in front of the pet, and the pet will automatically imitate the owner and learn human language.

Harry whistled, Hedwig immediately flew to his shoulder obediently, and rubbed his head against Harry's cheek.

Harry stroked the snowy owl's feathers, got up and left the Room of Requirement.

...

For the next few days, Halle kept Hedwig by her side.

Although the shape of an owl standing on the shoulder is a bit strange, but there are basically no people in the school this Christmas, so no one will say anything.

On Christmas Day, the foot of Halle's bed was piled with presents.

Most of the classmates sent candies, and many strange wizards sent greeting cards.

But Harley wasn't interested in that, after all there were always some scumbags who would jinx greeting cards or add love potions to food.

She only kept the French wine chocolates from Fleur, and put the rest aside.

Hermione's gift was placed by Harry's bedside, which contained a large Chinese-English dictionary.

"I remember you said that you wanted to learn this language, but you didn't have time to go to the library to find a related dictionary."

Hermione said nonchalantly,

"So I asked my mother to buy me a set, and I thought it might help you."

"Thanks." Harry put away the dictionary, and decided to study at night, what exactly did Emperor Roselle record.

"You're welcome." Hermione replied softly, "I like the amulet you gave me, too."

With that said, Hermione hung the Medusa amulet around her neck and put it together with the Time Turner.

Professor Dumbledore gave Harry a note, which recorded a lot of Transfiguration knowledge.

Harry thought about the presents he gave, and it seemed that they were wool sweaters and wool socks that he knit in batches again.

"Well, my time is very precious... Counting the cost of time, the value of my gift is not low."

Harry found a reason for himself, and then continued to browse other people's gifts with peace of mind.

Professor Lu Ping sent an old notebook, all of which were handwritten by him, recording Professor Lu Ping's perception of dealing with dark creatures.

Sirius gave Harry the latest broomstick, the Firebolt, which is very popular among professional players.

It has to be said that whether it is the material, shape, or the magic attached to it, the Firebolt is a top-level configuration among flying broomsticks.

Of course, the price of the Firebolt is also very expensive, and it takes thousands of Galleons to buy one.

If Halle paid for it herself, she would rather use the funds to buy more materials.

It can only be said that, as the sole heir of the Black family, Sirius is indeed rich!

After unpacking, Harry found Sirius' greeting card and the matching tracksuit that came with the broom.

However, Halle always felt that Sirius seemed to have misunderstood his figure, and this sportswear would probably have to be adjusted in many parts next year.

But yes, for a Scottish deerhound with a single mother, it is normal to know nothing about this.

As if to compete with Sirius, Professor Snape did not send notes for the first time, but presented a bottle of finished potion, Felicia.

"This large bottle of potion is worth at least a thousand Galleons, and there is no market for it."

After Hermione noticed the golden luster here, she also stretched her head to look over.

After recognizing the potion, Hermione's tone was full of envy.

Harry stared at the potion for a moment, then put it away carefully.

On the bottom layer of presents, Harry also found a flat parcel from the Weasley twins, which contained a large square of parchment.

The corners of the parchment were frayed badly, and it was blank with nothing on it.

The package also included a Christmas card in the Weasley Brothers' handwriting:

"The Marauder's Map, a great treasure for the cause of student pranks, to the investors of our joke shop."

On the back is the signature of the twin brothers and how the map is used.

Harry suddenly laughed, unexpectedly, the map that both Professor Lupine and Peter were looking for was in the possession of the Weasley twins.

It made sense, though, and only the daring brothers would dare to steal confiscated items from Filch's office.

Harry tapped the map with his wand and said softly, "I solemnly declare that I will do no good."

Thin lines of ink spread from where the tip of the wand touched, and quickly spread to every corner of the map.

These lines are connected and criss-crossed, outlining the three-dimensional model of Hogwarts.

On the top of the map, large green characters appeared:

Moonface, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs,

Gentlemen who help magical mischief makers,

Introducing,

Marauder's map.

"This is the map you mentioned?" Hermione looked at the map with interest,

"What kind of magic is this? The Human Tracking Charm? I can't think of any other spell."

"I don't know." Harry responded casually, gently touching the line of names, especially that of Wormtail,

"However, Peter Pettigrew, they put you in the second place in the signature of the work, and they seem to value you very much."

"And the Animagus is also a real representation of the human heart. It is not a coincidence that you can become a mouse."

"So you are just suffering from inferiority complex and cowardice, you really are a scumbag."

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After unwrapping the presents, the two headed to the auditorium together, meeting George and Fred on the way.

"Did you like our present, Harry?" Fred asked with a smile,

"This is the treasure of our bottom of the box, what a great invention, what a noble person!"

"Working tirelessly to help a new generation of offending students, I really want to meet these legendary makers."

"You want to meet the maker of the Marauder's Map?" Hermione repeated with a strange look on her face.

"Of course, as loyal fans of pranks, we have long admired such seniors!"

George said aloud, putting his arm around Fred's neck.

"Then your wish will probably come true soon." Hermione rolled her eyes and said with a smirk.

"The maker of this map is Professor Lupine."

"What?" Fred and George slipped and almost fell down the stairs.

After the two stabilized their bodies, Fred repeated incredulously: "Professor Lupine is the maker of the Marauder's Map?"

"The steady Professor Lupine?"

"He's so thin, so serious, even though he occasionally jokes with us in class."

"But if we make trouble for Filch, Lupine will stop us and help Filch."

"So Professor Lupine doesn't look like someone who can make this kind of map!"

The two sang together, expressing their shock at a very fast speed.

Listening to the cross talk between the two, Hermione covered her mouth and laughed: "Just kidding, I didn't say the whole thing."

"Professor Lupine made it with Sirius and Harry's dad."

"Hermione, you have been taught badly by Harley." Fred said bitterly, "Miss Know-It-All in the first year is not the kind of person who can make jokes."

"So, Lupine is the moon face? After all, he is a werewolf, and the nickname moon face fits his identity best."

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(Thanks to the "Nine-tailed Flaming Fox" boss for the reward!)