Devil Dao Tour Of Hogwarts

After the potions class was over, Bell walked outside the castle, preparing to go to the forbidden forest to take a class in protecting magical creatures.

This semester, most of the courses at Ravenclaw College were taken with Slytherin. This makes Bell very dissatisfied.

He wants to go to class with his lovely Hermione!

Obviously, Hermione had the same idea.

As soon as he walked out of the gate of the castle, Bell saw his girlfriend standing outside waiting for him, still covered with mud.

"Why is it so dirty?"

Reached out and took off a leaf from Hermione's hair, and by the way, a cleaning spell cleaned up the dirt on Hermione's body, Bell asked curiously.

Had it not been known that Hermione’s last class was herbalism, Bell would have thought that Hermione had just returned from special forces training.

"Don't mention it, it's not Ron that annoying guy!"

Hermione complained angrily.

"In this lesson, we learned how to shave the scales of the snake vine, but Ron didn't know which string was wrong, and he stabbed the snake vine.

The crazy snake vine turned the greenhouse upside down. I'm pretty good. There are a few hapless guys whose bones have been pulled off by the snake vine. Now they have been sent to the school hospital by Professor Sprout to lie down.

Professor Sprout, anxious, even deducted 20 points from Gryffindor College! "

On the first class of the first day of school, Gryffindor College had a ‘good start’, and Hermione almost strangled Ron.

"Uh, it seems that Professor Sprout is indeed very angry."

Professor Sprout is not Snape. As the dean of Hufflepuff College, Professor Sprout perfectly inherited the characteristics of Ms. Hufflepuff—good temper.

Unlike Snape, who deducts points from other colleges at every turn, and can deduct 10 points and never deducts 5, Bell has been at Hogwarts for more than 3 years and has never heard of Professor Sprout. To whom the points were deducted.

Of course, when Harry and Ron ran into Liu angrily, it was estimated that Professor Sprout wanted to deduct a few points for each of them. It's just that school hadn't started yet, so there was no way to deduct it.

Chat all the way, spread dog food all the way.

Soon, Bell and Hermione came to the place of class happily in the eyes of other people's envy and hatred.

At this time, Hagrid was already here waiting for them.

There was a huge wooden box beside Hagrid, and from time to time, bursts of cracks could be heard from it.

Looking at the bright smile on Hagrid's face, inexplicably, the little wizards present had an ominous premonition.

By the way, I don't know what happened during the summer vacation, but looking at Hagrid now, he clearly successfully emerged from the shadow of the previous school year.

Seeing the full of fighting expression on Hagrid's face, Bell only hoped that the other party could learn the lessons of the previous school year and stop using too much force.

...

"Hermione, seriously, let's give up this class."

(눈_눈)

After a long absence, Bell once again revealed own's brand of blind fish-eyes, and said to his girlfriend unrequitedly.

"...No, not so good..."

Even Hermione, who has been steadfast in Earthly Branches holding Hagrid, has not shaken her faith even if she has taken care of Flobber caterpillars for a whole year last school year, and is about to fall into self-doubt at this time.

No way, compared with the gray, slimy, artistically shaped little chic in front of me, the Flobber caterpillar is really so cute!

Moreover, this little chic tail (should it be the tail, right?), it will burst into flames from time to time. Several little wizards have been accidentally wounded.

At this point, a while has passed since the class started.

When Hagrid happily introduced the results of his entire summer vacation, and assigned this thing, which is said to be called the "fried tail snail", to everyone for care, Bell knew that his prospects were lost. .

So what did he think before that he thought that President Hagrid had a memory?

A guy who has kept an eight-eyed giant spider, a three-headed dog, and a Norwegian Ridgeback in Hogwarts successively, is not even worse than a goldfish in memory!

If it weren't for Hogwarts, Bell would definitely not say anything, and burn these disgusting little things that are sorry for the audience to ashes when he casts a flame curse.

"Or, let's take a look? Maybe when these things grow up, they will become a little cute?"

Hermione hesitated.

"Do you believe it?"

"...No, don't believe..."

"Let's go! Go back and play!"

With that, Bell pulled Hermione and was about to leave.

"Wait, Bell, this is too bad."

Hermione hurriedly stopped.

Even if you plan to abandon this course, you can't just leave it like this on the way to class. What a bad influence.

"Look again, let's take a look again? If Professor Hagrid asks us to take care of these fried snails in the next class, then we...just...just watch another class."

"..."

(눈_눈)

"No! I mean, we can watch three more classes. If the next three classes are all about taking care of the fried snails, then we will... just..."

"Just give up this course!"

Bell doesn't dare to let his girlfriend go on ‘just’, or else the school year will be over.

"……All right."

Seeing Bell's firm eyes, Hermione reluctantly agreed to the other party's proposal.

After getting the plan for the future, the two must face the current problems.

Looking at the lettuce leaves that Hagrid had handed out to them, Bell reluctantly handed it to the fried snails.

Their task in this class is to find the most favorite food for fried snails. To this end, Hagrid has prepared a wide variety of "feeds".

'Snapped! ’

However, the fried snail did not seem to like the light food like vegetables. It turned around abruptly, and the tail was blown into Bell's hand.

"Bell! Are you okay?"

Hermione couldn't help exclaiming.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

A layer of translucent shield is wrapping Bell's hand, blocking the blasting attack of the snail with little power.

but!

Bell is not Hagrid. He doesn't think these little chic looks cute at all, and he is even less likely to be used to them!

Green veins emerged from Bell's forehead, and he wouldn't let the opponent easily let go of this little thing that dared to attack his own.

The palm was turned up, and the snail was controlled to float in the air.

Seeing the snails struggling constantly in the air and bursting into groups of flames, Bell's five fingers slowly closed.

As Bell made a fist, the magic force was also squeezing the fried snail bit by bit, making the little thing struggling more violently, but also let out a screaming scream.

"Give it to daddy! Or die!!!"

Once the lettuce leaf was placed in front of the fried snail again, Bell issued an ultimatum.

As long as this little thing dares to show even the slightest resistance, Bell will let it become ‘fried tail snail sauce’!

...

After class, Hagrid rubbed his hands that were a little numb when he was blown up, and looked at the deep-fried snail in front of him happily, eating lettuce leaves.

Why don't other fried snails like lettuce leaves? This is really strange.

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