Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Today, each fragile snail is nearly six feet long and has a thick gray protective layer.

They swayed with powerful legs, constantly exploding the smoldering tails, and their thorns and suckers.

All of this adds up to make the fried snail the most disgusting thing I have ever seen.

The students looked at the big boxes that Hagrid had untidy, and the boxes were covered with pillows and fluffy blankets.

"Let's get them in!" Hagrid said. "Then close the lid and see what happens."

As a result, they found that the fried snail did not hibernate, and did not like to be stuffed into a pillow-covered box and covered.

They probably thought it would be boring, the lid just closed, and the snails suddenly became violent.

After a few loud noises and screams, Hagrid shouted. "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous!"

Because the fried snail ran across the pumpkin patch, the ground was already covered with pieces of blue smoke.

Many people have fled into Hagrid's cabin from the back door, and Avon left Colin, Ginny, Gabri and other classmates to stay outside to help Hagrid.

They worked together and finally subdued the ten fragile snails and tied them up.

But everyone also paid a heavy price, and the body was burned and scratched in countless places.

In Ai Wen's view, Hagrid is farther and farther on the road to death.

These fragile snails are gradually getting out of his control and become as dangerous creatures as the lions.

The sensible way to deal with these fried snails is to kill them before they kill anyone, and prevent them from happening.

But Avon can be sure that Hagrid will never do this.

In fact, he did not accuse Hagrid of his position. He has invested more and more in the study of dangerous magic.

Think about it, after the ancient magic text will be brought back, Ai Wen is also ready to summon a demon.

Although there are good reasons, the incident itself is terrible, evil, and incredible.

If someone and Ivan say these things in the first grade, he will definitely think that person is crazy!

At that time, his understanding of Dark Magic was still on the level of waving spells and spelling a few spells.

The Avadaso curse is really powerful and effective, but not as evil as imagined.

Originally thought that black magic is just like this, but with a deep understanding of magic, Ai Wen discovered that he was wrong.

In order to become stronger, Voldemort is absolutely more cruel than what most wizards imagine.

Ai Wen can be sure that Voldemort has also summoned the demon, but what he did with the devil is definitely beyond everyone’s expectations.

The topic is still back to Hagrid, and he is now likely to be killed by more and more violent fried snails.

Or it gets worse, that is, these things are reported by Rita Skeeter.

After the end of the first game, the woman did not leave school to return to London.

She digs around in Hogwarts to find all the opportunities, and hopes to get even more exciting news.

Ai Wen knew she was an illegal Animagus and wanted to catch her when she became a bug.

Or more directly, screaming at her, let her not talk.

But Ai Wen can't do this. He also doubts whether this can be effective.

Even in the face of the Ministry of Magic, Fudge and Dumbledore, Rita Skeeter will be rude.

Probably only Voldemort's black wizard who couldn't move to kill, can make her feel scared.

Ai Wen originally planned to take Rita Skeeter as an illegal Animagus, but this woman is very careful, never deforms when someone is around, and never gets stronger when it is deformed. Wizard.

Obviously, Avon is one of the people she is determined not to approach.

Ai Wen couldn't follow her everywhere in the school, waiting for her deformation, he didn't have that time.

Looking at Rita Skeeter from the edge of the Forbidden Forest, he felt it was time to let Dobby exercise and exercise!

"Okay, okay, okay, it looks really fun."

Rita Skeeter came over and leaned against the fence of the Hagrid Garden, watching everyone join forces to trap the fragile snail into the box.

She wore a thick magenta robes, a purple collar with a fur, and a crocodile handbag hanging on her arm.

"Who are you?" Hagrid asked Rita Skeeter, and tied a rope buckle over the thorn of the fried snail.

"My name is Rita Skeeter, a reporter for The Daily Prophet." Rita replied.

She looked at Hagrid with a smile on her face, and the golden teeth in her mouth sparkled.

"I remember you, Dumbledore said, you are not allowed to go to school any more." Hagrid frowned slightly, turning over and rolling down from a slightly deformed fragile snail, dragging it towards his companion Let's go.

Rita didn't seem to hear Hagrid at all, and the smile on her face became more brilliant. "What are these fascinating animals called?"

"Fried snails." Hagrid replied in a rough voice.

“Really?!” Rita said, a look of interest. “I have never heard of it before, where did they get it?”

If you can, Ivan hopes that Hagrid will not talk about it anymore.

He walked over and gently stepped on Hagrid's foot, and he stopped to look at Evan in confusion.

"You are here too, Avon!" Rita Skeeter shines. "So, you like to protect magical biology classes, are you?"

Ai Wen did not intend to care for her, he was ready to drag Hagrid back.

But looking up and seeing Haier looking at himself with a smile, he had to nod.

“Yes, many of us like this course, and Hagrid is great!” said Ai Wen.

"That's great!" Rita said. "Is it really good, is it a long time to teach?"

"I just taught the second year." Hagrid said that because of the excitement, the face behind the unkempt black beard rose red.

"Great, don't know if you are willing to accept an interview and share your experience in protecting magical creatures with readers. The Daily Prophet has a zoology column every Wednesday. I think you must know. We can introduce These graces, the ringing wolf."

"It's a fried snail!" Hagrid said eagerly. "I am willing to be interviewed and share the experience of taking care of these cute little guys. Ivan's newspaper has been done for a long time, but I think the Daily Prophet." Maybe better!"

"That's good. We met three brooms on Friday, let's talk for a long time!" Rita said with satisfaction, turned to look at Ai Wen, "about the first game and you beat the fire dragon, I have written Almost, you will like my evaluation of you, Ai Wen, but we are still missing" (to be continued.)