Chapter 302 Buckbeak, the Bloodline Suppression of Magical Animals

Everyone took a step back, and some squatted directly behind the rocks. It seemed that no one wanted to say hello to Buckbeak.

After all, Hagrid said, 'It might cost you your life.' They are just a group of students, and their current psychological quality does not support them risking their lives.

Aaron also chose to follow the crowd. He was confident in taming Buckbeak, but he didn't want to be in the limelight.

"Well done, Harry, well done." Hagrid said happily. If no one set an example in his first class, he really didn't know what he would do.

After reacting, Harry Potter looked back and found that everyone had backed away. Only he was still standing there stupidly. No wonder he was called out by Hagrid.

Harry groaned secretly, but still managed to climb over the fence of the paddock.

"Now you have to respect it, it's polite.

Walk up to it, bow to it, and wait to see if it returns the bow. Hagrid patiently explained the essentials of communicating with the Hippogriff, "You can only touch it if it returns the favor. Otherwise, we'll talk about it later." "

Harry bowed nervously, but Buckbeak did not return the bow. Instead, he spread his wings and let out an arrogant cry, which made his heart instantly rise to his throat.

"Stay back, Harry, stand back." Hagrid waved his arm worriedly, motioning for him to step back gently.

But Harry only took a few steps back when he stepped on a branch. The cracking sound was so loud that the heartbeats of everyone present skipped a beat.

However, Buckbeak did not feel displeased by this. Instead, he slightly bent his scaly front knees and slowly lowered his head in a bowing posture.

"Well done, Harry." Hagrid smiled excitedly, then took out a dead polecat and threw it to Buckbeak.

Harry straightened his back in relief, but before it could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Hagrid continue: "You can go up and pat it.

Go ahead, don't be shy, do it gently and slowly. "

Harry nervously walked up to Buckbeak and carefully reached out to touch him. Buckbeak was more cooperative, like a docile pet.

Witnessing Harry Potter's success, the other students cheered and clapped.

Draco's face was not very pretty, and his two followers, Crabbe and Goyle, also looked a little disappointed.

"It doesn't look like it's going to be difficult," Draco said unhappily.

"Then go try it!" Ron joked, "You were no slower than us when we retreated just now!"

Draco glared at Ron fiercely and said nothing.

"I think he's willing to let you ride him." Hagrid put Harry on Buckbeak's back regardless of whether he wanted to or not. "Sit behind the joints of the wings and don't pluck its feathers. He won't thank you." you."

Hagrid patted Buckbeak's hind legs, and it spread out its twelve-foot-long wings and flew high into the sky. Harry, who was in shock on his back, hugged its neck tightly and let out a frightened scream. .

"It looks quite interesting." Aaron smiled.

"You call this interesting?" Hermione asked in disbelief. "Harry must be scared right now."

"Well... there's actually no need to worry. After the hippogriff admits it, it won't just drop the person on its back. It will come back after a short walk. This is much more interesting than riding a broomstick."

Sure enough, Buckbeak came back with Harry on his back within two minutes, but when he came down, his face was a little pale and his body was a little staggering.

"Well done, Harry," Hagrid shouted. "Who else wants to try?"

With the first crab eater, the other students also entered the paddock cautiously, bowing and saluting in front of each hippogriff, but they still did not dare to fly on the hippogriff. of.

"Aren't you going to try it?" Hermione asked in confusion. She had just had friendly contact with a hippogriff and saw Aaron chewing an apple on the stone fence.

"I have it." Aaron raised one of Abe's talons, "Don't you think a dragon can't compare to a hippogriff?"

Abe nodded solemnly. In front of this holy dragon, hippogriffs were trash.

Hermione:......

Isn't this different?

"You should try it," Hermione advised. "This is Hagrid's first lesson after all."

Hearing this, Aaron hesitated for a moment, "Okay! Just treat it as necessary respect for the teacher."

As he said that, he put Abe down and walked quickly towards a hippogriff.

Without bowing or saluting, he sat directly on its back, just like a tamed pony.

The hippogriff did not resist at all, nor did it show any displeasure, just because opposite it there was a cute pet that was harmless to humans and animals, but could tear it to pieces in minutes, smiling at it.

If you dare to make my master unhappy, I will make you unhappy.

"This..." Hagrid looked confused. Aren't hippogriffs all proud? How could they be tamed so easily?

Could it be that Aaron knew it before, but this is simply impossible!

"Aaron, how did you do that?"

"Maybe it's because I've ridden a dragon before!" Aaron pointed out.

Hagrid turned to look at Abe, suddenly enlightened.

Magical animals are also suppressed by blood. A dragon gives Aaron control, and the hippogriff naturally has to cooperate obediently.

At this time Draco also walked up to Buckbeak, bowed, saluted, and touched his mouth.

"I told you it's not difficult." Draco said proudly, "It's not dangerous at all.

Harry Potter can tame this ugly beast of yours, so there's no reason why I can't."

As soon as he finished speaking, Buckbeak roared angrily and slashed with his sharp front claws like eagle claws.

Draco fell to the ground, screaming in pain, and one of his arms was stained with blood.

Hagrid immediately stood in front of Buckbeak and stopped it to prevent Malfoy from being attacked again.

"It wants to kill me." Draco said with a sad face, "I must make it pay the price."

"Don't stand there, hurry up and send him to the school hospital." Aaron said hurriedly.

Hagrid reacted and picked up Draco directly, rushed up the hill quickly, and ran towards the castle.

Seeing this, the others hurriedly followed. Without Hagrid, they didn't dare to stay with this group of hippogriffs.

When they arrived at the castle, Hagrid left the others in the lobby and took Draco to the school hospital.

Aaron hesitated for a moment, sighed slightly, and followed them.

"Why are you following?" Hagrid was a little tired, "This is the doctor's job."

"Do you think I'm willing to come?" Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Abe can help him heal."

Hagrid looked at Abe who was dozing in Aaron's arms, and asked with some doubt: "Can it heal?"

"Although it's not as good as the tears of the phoenix, the effect is not much worse."

Draco struggled for a while and stopped humming, "Then let it..."

"No." Aaron interrupted him, "Do you want Abe to reveal his identity in public?"

Hearing this, Draco closed his eyes in pain.

A few minutes later, Hagrid put him on the white bed, "Wait a moment, Ms. Pomfrey will be here soon."

"Is it okay now?" Draco's eyes were filled with hope.

Aaron nodded and put Abe in front of Draco, "It's up to you."

Abe glanced at his arm with some disdain, and then began to treat it.

A white magic circle appeared on Draco's right arm. The long and deep wound healed slowly under the white light, and the blood loss rate began to slow down.

"It's amazing." Hagrid shouted excitedly, "I've never heard of dragons having this ability."

"That's because you are ignorant." Aaron shrugged, and then took Abe aside.

"Huh? No..." Draco blinked blankly, "It's not finished yet!"

"I will only make sure that your arm will be fine, and leave the rest to Ms. Pomfrey!" Aaron said lightly, "You were injured and bleeding in public. What would the doctor think if she found that you were fine?

And no matter how Ms. Pomfrey arranges it, you have to pretend to be sick for a few more days so that no one will suspect it."

Draco:......

"Then let Abe treat it for me secretly afterwards. I will cover all its food expenses this year."

Abe's eyes lit up, as if he saw a shortcut to stock up.

It looked at Aaron expectantly, hoping to see its master nod.

However, Aaron refused directly, "No, this is a lesson for you.

Who told you to provoke a magical creature when you have nothing to do, especially when Hagrid clearly said that you cannot insult the Hippogriff.

Draco, do you think it's great to question the teacher in class?"

"I..." Draco was speechless. He just wanted to prove that he was no worse than Harry Potter, but he got carried away by accident.

At this time, Madam Pomfrey hurried over. She carefully checked Draco's injuries, and her face became less ugly.

"Ms. Pomfrey, is Malfoy okay?"

"Fortunately, it's not too serious.

I'll get him some medicine and bandage him. He'll heal after a good rest. But don't move your right hand until the injury is healed."

"Thank God."

"Just be thankful!" Draco said indignantly, "You and I can ignore it, but the bird must pay the price."

Hagrid's heart skipped a beat, and he said weakly: "Buckbeak is innocent."

"Still innocent? My arm is like this." Draco said angrily, "I will definitely tell my dad."

"There's no need to tell your dad about this!" Aaron frowned slightly. If Lucius Malfoy knew about this, he would definitely take advantage of it.

"It's not my call. I'm injured, and my dad will definitely know.

Although he is no longer on the board of directors, he can't hide the things about Hogwarts from him."

Aaron:......

There's nothing I can do about it.

When Hagrid heard this, a bitter look appeared on his face. He sat in front of the bed and stared at the ceiling in a daze, worrying about Buckbeak's fate.