Harry Potter Blood Hunter

Hagrid who turned his head was very pleased by Harry's "bravery".

Sure enough, it really deserves to be Harry! Know how hard I am, come and help me through it.

"Great, Harry!" Hagrid could feel the raised corner of his mouth through his thick beard, "Then let you come! Not only can I get a closer look, but I can also let you ride Buckbeak. "

Although Hagrid was well intentioned, Harry didn't want to accept it.

If it was a few days ago, when Buckbeak was still young, Harry would never have refused.

But now Buckbeak didn't know what he had eaten to become so big. Its sharp claws and beak gave Harry a lot of sense of danger.

Even if Harry becomes a half-dragon, Buckbeak's claws and beak should be able to tear his tough skin.

But... Hagrid's first class as a professor was still a bit difficult, and what he was most afraid of was that the little wizards would not cooperate. Harry, he can't refute Hagrid's face, but also help him to establish authority.

So, Harry was distressed... what should he do right?

However, Harry now also has doubts.

That's...why did Hagrid choose me? I didn't move forward just now!

Harry, who was confused for a long time, turned around and wanted to discuss the reason with Hermione. But looking at the situation behind him, Harry understood everything.

Ah, you guys can still go back?

Harry looked at Ron and their eyes were about to burst into flames.

And Ron, Hermione, and Draco looked away from Harry, too guilty to look at him.

go! Harry!

We will always remember you!

Harry ignored them, and quickly climbed over the paddock wall.

"Come on, Harry!" bellowed Hagrid. "Yes! Then... let's see how you handle Buckbeak."

Hagrid unhooked Buckbeak while teaching Harry how to get close to him.

Although Harry had seen Buckbeak when he was younger, Buckbeak probably couldn't remember Harry by now.

And as Buckbeak grows bigger, its nature is also stimulated...

The Hippogriff is a very proud and magical creature!

The students on the other side of the paddock held their breath as Harry got closer and closer to the monster.

And as Harry approached, Buckbeak's original indifferent expression suddenly changed, his head turned ninety degrees, and he began to look directly at Harry.

"Relax, Harry!" said Hagrid quietly, "keep your eyes on it and try not to blink now... If you blink too much, the Hippogriff won't trust you! "

Simply put, you need to play the game without blinking! Blink an eye and you lose.

Hearing this, Harry quickly opened his eyes wide.

However, the wider the opening, the more unfavorable it seems to be.

Within half a minute, Harry's eyes were about to shed tears. But Harry still didn't close his eyes.

Fortunately, Buckbeak finally changed. The orange eyes fixed on Harry warily in its large, sharp eagle head finally softened a little.

"It's now," whispered Hagrid, "it's now, Harry...now bow!"

Although Harry's whisper is everyone can hear.

Harry didn't really like exposing the back of his neck to Buckbeak, but when he told himself he had to.

Harry bowed briefly, then looked at Buckbeak.

Buckbeak gave Harry another look. Just when Hagrid thought Harry had failed, Buckbeak suddenly bent his scaly forelegs and lowered himself.

This is without a doubt a bow.

"Well done, Harry!" Hagrid clapped ecstatically. "You can touch him now! Tap his beak and go on!"

It's the best feeling when you think you've lost it and you've got it again.

Harry moved slowly towards Buckbeak, keeping an eye on Buckbeak for any changes.

Fortunately,

Buckbeak's bent forelegs hadn't retracted yet, and after Harry touched Buckbeak's beak and tapped it several times, Buckbeak lazily closed its eyes as if enjoying it.

At this point, everyone can be sure that Harry has succeeded.

All the students applauded desperately.

"Fine, fine, and then Harry..." said Hagrid, "I think Buckbeak might actually let you ride him!"

ha? Do you really want to ride him?

It was more than Harry wanted. He was good on a broom, but he wasn't sure the same was true on a hippogriff.

Although Harry had experience riding dragons before, those fire dragons who were obviously intelligent made Harry feel very reliable... Especially Ms. Annie, she had a wide back!

But now Hagrid didn't care about Harry's thoughts, he was still instructing Harry how to get on Buckbeak's back.

"Harry, the place you're climbing up now is just behind where the wings join!" said Hagrid, "and you don't want to pull any feathers on him, Buckbeak doesn't like that..."

Harry put his feet on the tips of Buckbeak's wings and tried not to back away.

When Harry finally sat down according to Hagrid's instructions, Buckbeak stood up suddenly.

Harry was thrown back by the suddenness. Fortunately, Harry used his Seeker's intuition just in time, clamped his feet, and let himself lie on Buckbeak's back instead of continuing to slide backwards.

After a break, Harry sat up again.

"Go on, and then... you can fly!" Hagrid roared, and then slapped Buckbeak's ass gently.

Without the slightest warning, the twelve wings on either side of Harry snapped open, and before Buckbeak rose, Harry barely hugged Buckbeak around the neck.

It didn't look like a broom, and Harry knew he preferred that. Buckbeak's wings kept flapping against Harry, making Harry very uncomfortable.

And after flying into the air, Harry felt as if he might be thrown out at any moment. So his feet clamped tighter.

The smooth feathers slipped under Harry's fingers, and there was no way he could get a solid grip.

Harry compared Buckbeak to his broom again.

There is no doubt that Harry would have chosen his broom.

Compared to Harry's smooth movement of his Nimbus 2000, he now felt himself rocking back and forth on Buckbeak's rosy hind legs and rump.

Although Buckbeak was flying around, his range did not exceed the paddock below. Whenever he flew to the edge of the paddock, he would fly back in a wide circle.

When Buckbeak finally came down, Harry was much less frightened.

When Buckbeak lowered, Harry was able to lean steadily on the back of Buckbeak's neck.

Then Buckbeak felt a series of heavy thumps as two teams of different types of claws struck the ground.

"Well done Harry!" roared Hagrid, running up.

Everyone is rooting for Harry.

"Tell me, Harry! How do you feel?" Hagrid looked forward to hearing Harry's praise.

"How do I feel?" Harry stretched his hand behind his back. "Does a pain in the butt count?"

When it finally landed, it really hurt Harry.

"Forget it!" Hagrid laughed loudly, "So who will be the next one?"

"I, I, I..."

Encouraged by Harry's success, other young wizards began to sign up enthusiastically.

Not everyone was treated the same as Harry, though.

Perhaps he had already flown once and didn't want to fly again in a short time. Although Buckbeak responded to almost every little wizard, he didn't fly with them again.

Well, and - responding to almost every little wizard - also means someone is not being answered by Buckbeak.

This unlucky guy, there is only one person in this class.

That's Draco!

Maybe Draco really clashed with Buckbeak!

This made Draco sulky for a while!

If it was an intelligent creature, Draco could still find the theory in the past, but facing Buckbeak, Draco really didn't know what to do!

So Draco was a little bit aloof.

Of course Harry and the others came to comfort him...and laughed at him.

This made Draco even more unhappy.

But after laughing, Harry also said to Draco, "Draco, if you still want to ride a hippogriff, you can go to Braud. Hagrid's Buckbeak is the one that Brood had last year." Lauder's birthday present to Hagrid. There should be dozens of Hippogriffs in Braud's estate by now!"

ah?

Draco, Ron and Hermione didn't know the news, so they were very shocked, and hurriedly asked Harry for details.

Harry shrugged and told what he had seen and what Hagrid had told him.

That is to say, from the time when Browder caught a griffin from the Forbidden Forest and brought it home to be bred by a mare, until he actually bred a group of hippogriffs, what Harry said was dry and ups and downs. nothing.

But even so, Draco and the others listened with gusto.

As expected of Browder, what a big deal.

As the saying goes, "It is impossible for a griffin to have a baby with a horse"... Who knew that Braud would not only break this saying, but also break it so many times in one breath... It's so fierce!

Draco envied Browder's life again.

But Draco thought about it, and suddenly felt wrong, and turned to Harry and asked, "But if you say that, Harry! Didn't you know Buckbeak a long time ago? I said how could it bring You fly! Harry, you are cheating!"

"And Harry, tell me, did you deliberately keep Buckbeak from responding to me?"

With an open mind, Draco took a step forward and grabbed Browder's collar, pulling it back and forth.

It seems that the damage done to Draco by this incident is not so small!

Of course, Harry waved his hands again and again, indicating that it had nothing to do with him, "Of course not! He was just born when I saw Buckbeak, and now he doesn't know me at such an early age. And Buckbeak's wisdom seems to be not that much."

"That's not necessarily true!" Draco let go of Harry, and said unhappily, "Since it's a magical creature created by Braud, who knows if it has undergone some mutations!"

Hmm...that makes a lot of sense. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were deeply impressed.

After all, I have never seen a fire dragon with such a high intelligence before, and there are cattails who can cast different spells.

It wouldn't be surprising if Browder bred some high-intelligence Hippogriff again!

After all, they are used to it, and nothing about Browder can be deduced by common sense.

...

Browder, whom Harry and the others said could not be deduced by common sense, did something they didn't expect in the afternoon.

That is to suspend duel club activities for this new semester.

The first day of school is not over yet! Browder has already received dozens of application forms for membership!

Then, after today's class was over, some young wizards didn't even eat dinner, and ran to line up in front of the dueling club... Half an hour later, the dueling club was already full of people.

Full!

So Browder, who saw this situation, directly issued a notice: Today the activity is suspended, please wait for the notice when it will resume!

Damn... why put so much pressure on me!