Harry Potter Reborn

On the morning of the last Sunday in November, sixty centimeters of snow had already piled up on the ground.

Astoria just got up from the bed, and as soon as she saw the white field outside, she cheered to go out and play.

Harry and Hermione wanted to accompany her, but their "homework mountain" had grown to alarming heights.

Harry once thought that China's high school homework was the scariest, but he didn't expect that Hogwarts' fifth grade homework was no less impressive.

He somewhat believed the rumor: there were really fifth-grade students crying because of the great pressure.

Harry and Hermione wanted to stay in the hut to finish their homework, and Astoria stopped talking and playing.

She knelt on the sofa, opened the window and looked out.

It seemed that many students were playing around in Hogwarts, because there were cheers coming from the courtyard just below their window.

Astoria relayed the scene she saw with envy and pity: "The lake is frozen, and there are many students skating on the lake."

"There are people sledding."

"Oh my god, they also used magic to play with snowballs, and now they are flying in the sky."

"What is that? A group of Bigfoot snow monsters came out of the Forbidden Forest."

Harry threw the quill away and said, "No more writing, let's go out and play."

Astoria smiled in triumph.

…

On Tuesday, Harry and Hermione dressed up for Hagrid's class.

As they walked one foot at a time on the snow towards the edge of the waiting forest, the students who had arrived earlier were all talking about what Professor Hagrid would teach today.

Hagrid's lessons are always unpredictable and unpredictable, and they often bring surprises and surprises.

"We have class here today!" Hagrid said happily to the students, turning his head towards the dark woods behind him, "The woods are a bit dense! However, they like the darkness..."

"What likes the dark?" A girl screamed, her voice already filled with a hint of fear, "What did he say like the dark - did you hear it?"

Malfoy seemed eager to give it a try. Ever since he tamed a hippogriff a few years ago, he had become particularly interested in Care of Magical Creatures.

"Are you ready?" Hagrid said happily, scanning the whole class, "Okay. I have reserved a forest expedition class for your fifth graders. I want you to see how these creatures live in their natural environment. We are going to do this today.

The creatures learned are so rare that I think I might be the only wizard in Britain to tame them—"

"Are you sure they are tamed?" asked a Slytherin boy. He rubbed his chin with lingering fear, because in a class, he was kicked by a magical creature due to incorrect operation in a class.

The Slytherin students echoed loudly, and several Gryffindor students nodded in deep understanding.

Even the little lions who think they are extremely courageous do not dare to challenge Hagrid's "safety line" easily.

Because the absolute safety that Hagrid thinks and the safety that normal wizards understand are completely different things.

"Of course it's tamed," Hagrid said.

Carrying a dead cow on his shoulder, he turned around and strode into the forest.

It seems that no one is willing to enter the Forbidden Forest, because after being punished by the professors to work in the Forbidden Forest, they know that the Forbidden Forest is full of dangers for them.

It’s true that the more you know, the greater your fear. Only little wizards in first and second grade are still full of fantasies about the Forbidden Forest.

Harry and Hermione followed Hagrid's footsteps into the Forbidden Forest.

Others slowly followed.

After walking for about ten minutes, we came to a place with dense woods and a place as dark as dusk, with not a trace of snow on the ground.

Hagrid put the half cow to the ground with a groan, took two steps back, and turned to face the Slytherin and Gryffindor students.

Many people used tree trunks as cover, looked around nervously, and cautiously approached him, as if they were prepared to be attacked at any time.

"Come closer, come closer, don't be afraid." Hagrid said encouragingly, "Later, they will be attracted by the smell of meat, but I still call them because they like to hear that it is me..."

He turned around, shook his head to throw away the hair from his face, and let out a strange, high-pitched cry that echoed in the quiet and dark forest, like the cry of a giant bird.

No one laughed, and most of the students seemed too frightened to speak.

Hagrid shouted again, and a minute passed. The students kept looking around nervously, not knowing what would appear.

Then Harry saw a creature that looked more like a horse than a horse walking out of the darkness between two rough yew trees.

"I didn't expect this class to be like this." Harry said.

Hermione looked left and right, but saw nothing.

A pair of shining white eyes gradually grew larger over there, followed by a dragon-like face, neck, and skeletal body, and a huge, winged black horse emerged from the darkness.

It looked at the students for a few seconds, flicked its long black tail, then lowered its head and began to bite the dead cow on the ground with its fangs.

Most of the students looked around with confused and nervous expressions, wondering why Hagrid suddenly looked so happy.

They just couldn't see the dark horse standing a few meters away.

Apart from Harry, only three other people seemed to have seen it: a thin boy from Slytherin was watching the black horse eating meat, with a shocked expression on his face. It seemed that he had previously thought that only he could see such a terrifying monster.

One is Neville.

There is also Pansy who is next to Malfoy.

"Is there something?" Malfoy asked quietly. He could see that Pansy's expression was not right.

Pansy nodded fearfully.

"Oh, there's another one!" Hagrid said proudly, as the second black horse appeared from the forest, folded its leather-like wings, lowered its head and greedily ate the raw meat, "Now...has anyone seen it?

Raise your hand."

A girl raised her hand, but she didn't see it. She asked impatiently: "I'm sorry, professor, what did you want us to see?"

Hagrid smiled and pointed to the dead cow on the ground in reply.

After everyone paid attention for a few seconds, several people gasped, and pieces of meat were automatically peeled off the bones and disappeared into the air, just like an invisible monster standing feasting on a dead cow.

Parvati screamed and hid behind Neville.

"What? What's eating it?"

"Thestrals," Hagrid said proudly.

Hermione said "Oh" dissatisfied, because although she knew there were a lot of them in Hogwarts, she couldn't see them.

"They are very, very unlucky! They are ominous!" Parvati said excitedly, looking very frightened. "They will bring all kinds of terrible disasters to those who see them. I remember Professor Trelawney once told

I said..."

"Trelawney? Who is that? It sounds familiar." Harry turned to Hermione and asked.

Hermione was speechless: "It's the Divination professor who keeps cursing you."

Harry said: "Oh...she is so cool, there is no scum left."

Hagrid replied: "No, no, no, that's superstition, not magic. There is nothing unlucky about Thestrals, they are very smart and useful. Another pair is here, can you feel it?"

Two more horses appeared quietly, and one of them passed by Parvati.

She was shaking all over, clutching Neville's arm tightly and said: "I felt something pass by, it seemed to be next to me!"

Neville pulled his arm out in a very straight-forward manner. He felt that Parvati was sprayed with at least five kinds of perfumes, and the combined strange smell almost made him sneeze.

"Don't be afraid, they won't hurt you." Hagrid said patiently, "Now, who can tell me why some people can see it and some people can't?"

Hermione raised her hands unhappily because she knew the answer but didn't have the answer.

"You said it." Hagrid smiled at her and said.

"Only someone who has seen death can see a Thestral," Hermione said.

"Yes," Hagrid said seriously, "Ten points from Gryffindor."

Hermione pouted, she was really unhappy.

"Thestrals, after they are tamed, like this group, you will not get lost. Their sense of direction is amazing. Just tell them where you want to go, and you can easily find the direction even in the desert...

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In this lesson, Hagrid describes what thestrals look like, what foods they eat, and how to communicate with them by cooing.

Finally, he said: "If you want to see the Thestrals, I can apply to the Ministry of Magic to let you visit during a certain period when the death curse is executed for the dark wizards who have been sentenced to death."

The Slytherins and Gryffindors shook their heads in unison.

Hermione's eyes suddenly lit up and she raised her hands high: "I, I, I... I want to sign up to visit."

She wouldn't be afraid to watch because she wanted to see the end of life. She wouldn't be satisfied if her thirst for knowledge was not satisfied.

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