Chapter 469: Unlucky Thestrals? Anyone Who Has Killed Someone Can See Them (1/2)

Chapter 469 Unlucky Thestrals? Anyone who has killed someone can see them

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There was a rapid knock on the door outside.

The four turned their heads and saw a short and fat figure swaying on the curtains.

"Merlin's beard!" Ron said speechlessly. "This old witch must have come on time!"

"Now is not the time to talk about this." Hermione said nervously, "Harry, I remember you brought the invisibility cloak, right!"

"Hurry up and get in." Harry hurriedly took out the invisibility cloak and covered himself, Hermione, and Ron with it.

The three of them squeezed and hid in the corner, giving up the middle position.

Hagrid opened the door and Umbridge stood at the door. She was wearing a pink sweater and coat, with a hypocritical smile on her face, but her eyes flashed with disdain.

"Well... you are Hagrid, right?"

"Yes, who are you?"

"Dolores Umbridge." Umbridge walked into the hut, pacing and looking around the room.

Harry and the other two did not dare to breathe, for fear that she would notice them.

"I don't want to be rude, but who are you?" Hagrid asked with wide eyes.

"The Senior Undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic who is responsible to Minister Fudge, is now the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts and the Senior Inquisitor of Hogwarts." Umbridge said proudly, "As a Senior Inquisitor, I have the right to know the reasons for the teachers' leave, so tell me where you have been for the past two months?"

"Well, I, I actually went to recuperate." Hagrid said hesitantly.

"Recuperate?" Umbridge sneered disdainfully.

Did this big fool take her for a fool? The physical fitness of the half-blood giant is not ordinary, and such a ridiculous reason is embarrassing.

"I need some fresh air."

"Yeah! It must be hard for a gamekeeper to get fresh air." Umbridge said with a meaningful smile, "If I were you, I wouldn't be used to it. In fact, I might as well not unpack my luggage."

After saying that, Umbridge turned and walked towards the door without waiting for Hagrid's reaction.

Snap!

The door closed, and Harry and the other two waited for a while to confirm that she had really left before lifting the invisibility cloak.

"That's a clear hint." Hermione said with a sullen face, "She wants you to pack up and leave.

Hagrid, your class is on Tuesday, you must be prepared, this matter is very serious, you must not use anything too dangerous in class..."

"Got it, got it." Hagrid waved his hand impatiently, "What you said is exactly the same as what Aaron said.

But don't worry, I have reserved some animals for your O.W.L. year, they are very special."

The three of them suddenly felt a little nervous, Hagrid's confident look made them feel uneasy at all, after all, he was like this when he took out the Hippogriff and the Exploding Skrewt.

"It's not dangerous!" Harry asked a little nervously.

"Of course they are not dangerous, they can take care of themselves and will not attack humans."

"Hagrid, this time I'm really not kidding." Hermione said very seriously, "You have to pass Umbridge's inspection, listen to me this time, Ponlock, Thorn will be much better."

"No, they are not interesting at all.

What I prepared is much more magical, I may be the only one in the whole UK who has tamed it."

"Oh! Why don't you understand!" Hermione said anxiously and frustratedly, "The important thing is not fun, but safety.

If you don't want to be caught by Umbridge, then teach some ordinary animals that will definitely appear in the exam."

Hagrid yawned and gave the three of them a big hug, "Believe me, I really prepared something very good this time."

Hearing this, the three of them were helpless for a while.

They still felt that this matter could not be left to Hagrid's temper, but it was obviously impossible to persuade him!

"What should we do?" Ron said depressedly on the way back, "He doesn't seem to listen to us."

"There are still two days." Hermione took a deep breath, "If possible, persuade him to change his mind. If not, I can help him check before the formal class."

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and a hint of entanglement flashed in their eyes.

"You hesitated?"

"No, no, no, no, we didn't mean that." Harry said hurriedly, "but you know our situation."

"Homework is piling up." Ron said bitterly, "Also, in the Quidditch match, although Harry got the Golden Snitch, my goalkeeper performance was a little bit disappointing."

"A little bit?" Hermione looked at him speechlessly, "Are you sure?"

Ron felt ashamed and lowered his head with a red face, "Okay! It was very bad, okay!

Anyway, Angelina scolded me and asked us to double our training."

"Fortunately, because the Quidditch season has arrived, D.A. classes are temporarily suspended, otherwise we may not be able to handle it."

Hermione almost laughed out of anger. She didn't expect these two guys to be so unreliable and fail at the critical moment.

"Okay! It seems that I am the only one who can help Hagrid."

"You can ask Aaron for help." Harry said, "He doesn't need to train, and his homework is not as much as ours."

"I don't hope much. I know him too well. It's already the limit for him to come here to remind Hagrid today."

"You treat him differently. It's enough for him to come here to remind us..." Ron said sarcastically, but his voice stopped abruptly halfway through.

"Do you have any objections?" Hermione smiled warmly, but Ron couldn't help shuddering.

"Uh... No, how dare I have any objection!"

However, Hermione still found Aaron in the library the next day, "Come with me to Hagrid's place to see."

"No." Aaron refused very straightforwardly, "I know what you are worried about, but I have reminded you of everything you should have."

"Just reminding is not enough." Hermione said seriously, "We have to figure out what he wants to teach, and it is best to give him some advice, so that Umbridge can't catch us."

"Haha!" Aaron couldn't help laughing, "That's useless, no matter how perfect your preparation is, it can't stop the nitpicking Umbridge.

Besides, we both reminded him, if he is still stubborn, it's his own fault."

"But... we have to try!"

"Come on, I'm rooting for you!"

Hermione's mouth twitched slightly. Although she was mentally prepared before coming, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when she was rejected, but Aaron's next sentence swept away most of the haze in her heart.

"But I will try my best to help him. After all, I don't like to owe people things."

......

During the Care of Magical Creatures class on Tuesday, Hagrid came to the students carrying half a dead cow, but Professor Grubbly-Plank did not show up.

Students who liked Hagrid cheered enthusiastically, while some students were very depressed.

After all, in their eyes, Professor Grubbly-Plank was a good teacher who was truly dedicated and responsible, and the most important thing was that there was no danger in her class.

Hagrid led the students to the Forbidden Forest, saying as he walked: "We have classes in the forest because they like darkness."

"What likes darkness?" Draco asked with some fear.

"That's a lot." Aaron counted his fingers seriously, "Vampires, ocelots, nocturnal beasts..."

"Wait, don't say that for now." Draco interrupted hurriedly, "Let me slow down."

"I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you need to exercise your courage."

"Can you blame me?" Draco said depressedly, "I was never scared in Professor Grubbly-Plank's class, but he... Look at the half-dead cow he's carrying on his shoulders.

It was just slaughtered not long ago, and there's still blood on the meat. It can't be for us to eat!"

The students seemed to think of something when they heard Draco say that.

Their faces turned slightly pale, and they tried to keep a distance from Hegla as much as possible.

"You guys." Harry looked at the retreating students and was immediately furious, especially since a considerable number of them were Gryffindors.

"Potter, I don't think there's anything wrong with what I said." Draco was serious for once, "Who knows what kind of carnivorous beast he will bring.

I think he can just be a gamekeeper, Grubbly-Plank is more suitable to be the professor than him."

Harry glared at him angrily, but had nothing to say.

Because he knew that it wasn't just Draco who thought so, many people thought so, and even he approved of Professor Grubbly-Plank in his heart, but if he had to choose, he would 100% support Hagrid.

Harry walked to Hermione and asked worriedly, "Is this class okay?"

Hermione was silent for a while, "I don't know."

"No way, didn't you say you would help him check?"

"I tried my best, but he wasn't in the room when I looked for him." Hermione sighed deeply, "I finally waited for him to come out of the Forbidden Forest, and he didn't tell me anything, saying he wanted to give us a surprise."

"I didn't see the surprise, but the shock was real." Ron said with some fear, "Malfoy is right, we are probably going to learn about carnivores in this class, and they have a big appetite, the kind that can eat half a cow."

Hermione and Harry's mood sank immediately. Now they just hope that Umbridge can't come because of something, otherwise Hagrid will be in danger this time.

Hagrid stopped in the most densely wooded area. It snowed heavily in the past two days, but there was not even a snowflake here.

"The animals we are going to learn today are very rare."

"Have you tamed them?" Draco asked with some fear.

"Of course."

Many people were skeptical of this statement. They looked around carefully, as if they were prepared for possible attacks at any time.

"Uh... don't be so nervous." Hagrid put the dead cow down. "They will be attracted by the smell of meat, but it's better for me to call them."

He shook his hair, cleared his throat, and made a strange sound.

This sound echoed in the forest. Many students did not dare to speak, and only felt the fear spreading in their hearts.

A few minutes later, Aaron heard light footsteps, turned his head and saw a huge black horse with exposed bones and black wings coming out of the darkness.

"It turned out to be it!" Aaron said suddenly, "Don't be afraid, this magical animal will be very docile after being tamed."

"Can you see it?" Hagrid asked with some surprise.

"Anyone who has killed someone can see it." Aaron said indifferently, but he realized that he had said the wrong thing as soon as he finished speaking, "Well... I may be a little exaggerated in my expression. I mean that anyone who has seen life pass away from his arms can see it."

"See what?" Hermione asked puzzled.

Aaron shrugged and pointed to the half-dead cow on the ground.

Hiss!

Gryffindor and Slytherin students all gasped as they saw pieces of meat being peeled off the bones with clear bite marks on them.

Even though all the people here were wizards, they couldn't help but feel scared when they saw this weird scene.

"This is a Thestral." Aaron explained, "We are very familiar with it. After all, every time we come to Hogwarts Castle since the second grade, it is the carriage pulled by them."

"But it is unlucky, very unlucky." Parvati said in horror, "Professor Trelawney said it will bring all kinds of terrible disasters to those who see it."

"This is nonsense." Aaron laughed dumbly, "If that's true, Hagrid, who tamed them, must have died countless times."

"Can you not use me as an example?" Hagrid said, "But what is unlucky? It's just superstition. They are smart and useful. They are mainly used to pull the school carriage. Dumbledore also uses it to travel long distances when he doesn't want to Apparate. "

"Mount!" Aaron's mind flashed with the image of Dumbledore riding a Thestral. He shook his head with some amusement, "I always thought he was riding a phoenix!"

"Fawkes is very powerful, but it's a waste of talent to use it to travel."

"Maybe!"

"Who else can see them besides Aaron?"

Harry raised his hand first, followed by Neville and a Slytherin.

"Uh... sorry to interrupt." Draco stood up and said, "You are teaching dozens of people instead of just a few people. Most of us can't see them."

"Cough! Cough cough!"

A cough suddenly sounded, and Umbridge walked over with a clipboard in her hand.

"Oh, hello." Hagrid said with a fake smile.

"I think you should have received my note. I will come to your class."

"Received." Hagrid nodded. "Today we are talking about the Thestrals, but I don't know if you can see them."

"What?"

"It's the Thestrals, the horses with wings." Hagrid thought she couldn't see them, so he flapped his thick arms like wings.

Umbridge raised her eyebrows and wrote on the writing board: "Use clumsy gestures."

"Hagrid just wanted to describe it more clearly." Aaron said lightly, "He didn't gesture anything before you came.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that you have an IQ problem and need gestures to understand what he is saying."

Puff!

Some students couldn't help laughing, while others were also very hard to hold back, and they turned their faces away so that Umbridge couldn't see them.

Gryffindor really disliked the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor sent by the Ministry of Magic, thinking that she was bullying and abusing her power for personal gain, while Slytherin only showed respect on the surface, after all, Defense Against the Dark Arts was the most interesting class for the Serpentine House, but this professor obviously couldn't teach them anything.

The harsh laughter made Umbridge's face flash with annoyance, but she quickly suppressed it.

She gave Aaron a smile and then crossed out the "use clumsy gestures" on the writing board. If she still insisted on keeping this evaluation now, it would be a disrespect to her own IQ.