Harry potter catastrophe

The hippogriff was now a terrifying monster in the eyes of the students, and they were afraid to avoid it.

The monsters were shaking their heads angrily and spreading their powerful wings; they seemed unwilling to be restrained like this.

Many students have never seen such a big creature, and it looks very aggressive. Being the first one to hit it? Wouldn't that be fatal?

Only a few people were still calm, except for Harry, who had seen monsters such as the Basilisk and the Troll, and they were relatively easy to accept the good-looking Hippogriff.

Of course, Malfoy and other rich kids are also extremely disdainful. Malfoy has shares in Dragon Farm, so what kind of monsters have he never seen?

"Is there no one?" Hagrid asked, showing a pleading look, and then looked at Carney, who would definitely be able to handle it.

But Carney disappeared again at this time. Hagrid looked around but did not find Carney. He must have gone somewhere where he could not see him.

When I looked back, only Harry stood at the front and everyone moved back.

"Well done Harry!" Hagrid praised.

"What?" Harry realized at this moment that he was standing relatively far forward.

"Okay." Harry took a deep breath.

"Come on!" Ron said from behind.

Someone behind him took a deep breath, and both Lavender and Parvati whispered: "Oh, no, Harry, think about your tea!"

Harry ignored them. He climbed over the paddock fence.

"Well done, Harry!" Hagrid shouted, "Okay, let's see how you get on with that monster called Buckbeak."

He untied a chain, dragged Buckbeak away from his companions and removed his leather collar. The entire student body across the paddock seemed to hold its breath.

"Relax, okay, Harry," Hagrid said quietly, "You and it must look at each other and try not to blink. If you blink too much, the monster won't trust you..."

Harry's eyes were about to shed tears, but he did not close them. Buckbeak had turned his big, pointed head and was looking at Harry with one furious orange eye.

"That's right," said Hagrid, "that's right, Harry, now Ju..."

Harry was reluctant to show the back of his neck to Buckbeak, but he did it obediently. He bowed briefly, then straightened up to look.

The monster still looked at him with hostility. It didn't move.

"Ah." Hagrid said, sounding a little worried. "Okay, back up, now. Harry, back away relaxedly..."

But just then, to Harry's great surprise, the monster suddenly bent its scaly front knees and sank down, in an obvious bow.

"Well done, Harry!" Hagrid said ecstatically, "Yes, you can touch it now! Pat its beak, pat it!"

Harry felt that if he didn't take a picture, a better gift would be lost. He slowly walked towards the monster, stretched out his hand to it, and patted its beak several times. The monster lazily

Close your eyes, as if you like him taking pictures like this.

All the students clapped, except Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle, who looked disappointed.

"Well, Harry," said Hagrid, "I thought he might like to let you ride him."

This was beyond Harry's wishes. He was used to riding a broomstick, but he wasn't sure whether riding a monster was the same as riding a broomstick.

"You climb up here, just behind the wing joints," Hagrid said. "Be careful not to pull off its feathers. It doesn't like you doing that..."

Harry put a foot on Buckbeak's wing and climbed onto his back. Buckbeak stood up.

Harry didn't know where to hold on; every spot in front of him was covered in feathers.

"Keep going!" Hagrid shouted, slapping the monster on the butt.

Without warning, twelve-foot wings spread out on either side of Harry; Harry caught the monster by the neck just in time as it flew upward.

This was nothing like riding a broom. The monster's wings were fluttering on both sides of him and kept touching his legs, which was uncomfortable and made everyone feel like he was about to fall off. Everyone exclaimed.

Buckbeak flew him around the paddock and then back to the ground. Although the flying was not very impressive, it looked cool riding on the back of the Hippogriff.

"Well done, Harry!" Hagrid shouted, and everyone except Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle cheered. "Well, who wants to give it a try?"

All the students got encouragement from Harry and entered the paddock cautiously. Hagrid untied the chains one by one, and soon, people everywhere in the paddock were bowing nervously.

Neville ran away from his monster several times, and the monster didn't seem to want to bend its knees.

"Kani, where have you been?" Only then did Hagrid realize that Kani suddenly appeared again.

"I just observed the Hippogriff at close range." Carney pinched his chin and said.

"Why didn't I see you?" Hagrid asked.

"If it can be seen, wouldn't it be impossible to observe?" Carney said, taking out his wand and using Transformation on a stone, and the next second the stone turned into a hippogriff.

"Oh, excellent transformation." Hagrid praised, "This is exactly the same as Buckbeak. Can I touch it?"

"Of course, and you don't need to bow, just start."

"If it is true, this is not a good habit." Hagrid shook his head and said, stroking the feathers of the transformed hippogriff, and listening to the sound it made, he felt more and more like it.

"It's just like the real thing, but I can still tell them apart if I mix them up." Hagrid said confidently.

"Okay Hagrid, it's time for me to go for a walk myself." Carney got on his horse and slapped the horse's butt. The hippogriff immediately spread its wings and charged into the sky.

"Hey, that's not correct. Hippogriffs can't slap their butts." Hagrid shouted, but Carney had already flown into the sky.

A fake hippogriff easily blended into the large family of hippogriffs, rubbing here and there.

Today’s lesson on the protection of magical animals is to learn about hippogriffs, their habits, preferences, and understand them. Americans have personally eaten dead polecats for hippogriffs.

Hagrid's first lesson on Care of Magical Creatures ended perfectly, which gave him great confidence.

Harry and the others were still not satisfied after class was over, and reluctantly said goodbye to the Hippogriff, but there was only one class a week, and they were looking forward to what magical animals Hagrid would bring to them in the next class.

Saying goodbye to Hagrid, Carney flew straight into the depths of the woods, passed through the ordinary woods, came to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and plunged into it.

It's been a few months, and I don't know how the tree man is doing.

"Woof woof woof! woof woof woof! woof woof!" a cry came from one side of the Forbidden Forest.

Carney flew to a stop. The bark just now seemed to be that of a dog. It must have been a deformed dog because it barked so quickly. It immediately attracted Carney's attention.