time at hogwarts

Magos picked up the rock cake curiously, having already heard about this dark dish that was said to be able to knock teeth off.This thing looks like a rough little cake with some raisins on the surface.He wanted to laugh when he saw Harry and Ron grinding their teeth slowly in pain with grimaces on their faces.He also tried to put this hard thing in his mouth and bite it.I have to come to the conclusion that I really can’t bite off anything.

He calmly put down the rock cake and picked up the big cup in his hand and took a sip of tea. It was very astringent and unpleasant, but it didn't have the feeling in the novel that one sip would increase one's skill for a year. In other words, besides the unpleasant taste, No wonder Hagrid thought that Dumbledore was wrong. Magos also thought that Dumbledore was too old and his eyes were dim. However, in the name of the White Wizard No. 1, he still asked Hai I asked for some and went back to try it myself.

Then they watched Harry and the others describe their life in school during this period to Hagrid. When Hagrid heard that Harry actually entered the house team in the first grade, he was even more excited than Harry.He kept talking about how his father was doing back then, and Harry was very fascinated by what he heard.Ron also listened with great interest, and he was indeed a die-hard Quidditch fan.Magos felt like dozing off while listening to their conversation.

He stared at the burning brazier in a daze, thinking that someone would soon sell him a dragon egg. He was really curious whether the dragons in the West were like those in the movies. He must have a good experience then.

"By the way, Hagrid, you haven't told me about the last time Gringotts was illegally invaded. Is the vault they invaded the same one you took me to this morning? And you haven't said you took anything in it. What was in that dirty little bag?" Harry's words woke Magos from his daze.He looked at Hagrid with interest as he clumsily changed the subject.

Hagrid looked around unnaturally and whispered that it was not his place to ask, and then led them out of the cabin.He said he wanted to show them his pets, and led the three of them closer to the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest.

"Be careful where you step. There are a lot of thorns here. They have bad tempers. It's not easy to deal with them if you encounter them."

"Hagrid, what is a prick?" Ron asked quickly while carefully looking at anything that might appear under his feet.

"Oh, I forgot you don't have Care of Magical Creatures class yet. The hedgehogs look the same as hedgehogs. They are very suspicious. If you feed them milk, they will think it is poison and think you want to poison it, and they will change. Very brutal.”

"If I had milk, I don't think I would ever feed it to a hedgehog."

"Um, Hagrid, what will happen if you accidentally step on them?" Magos looked at the thorns at his feet that were the same color as the dead leaves and stared at him fiercely with eyes smaller than mung beans.After hearing this, Hagrid and the others turned to look at his feet.

"Don't worry, Magos, try to be friendly to it. You know, it's always better to step on it than to feed it milk."

"But I feel like it's not very friendly to me." As soon as he finished speaking, the prickly man under his feet suddenly jumped into the air with an agility that was inconsistent with its size, and then shrunk into a prickly ball like a hedgehog and crashed into him. He instinctively blocked his face with his hands.

The feeling of being stung by a Thorn is really terrible. Hagrid said that the thorns on the Thorn are magical, so being stung by him is not just a physical sting.Magos is now deeply aware of this. The few points on his hand that were pricked felt like being pricked by needles, but it didn't feel much, but the magic power in his body was also pricked. The feeling was really heart-breaking. Liangxin was so excited. He finally realized what it felt like to pierce the inner force that often appeared in martial arts novels. Of course, it wasn't that serious for him.The feeling of being stabbed by magic power is like someone pinching the root of your thigh hard and then twisting it again. The feeling of exhilaration can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.

Hagrid looked at his uncomfortable and distorted face and said that the reason why they felt so much pain was because they were too young and their magic power was too weak. If they were in fourth or fifth grade now, they wouldn't feel it so much. At that time, Although it will still hurt, it will definitely not be as exaggerated as he is now. If he is an adult wizard, he will not even feel pain.

Harry and Ron watched with horror on their faces as Magos, who usually had a calm face, was so painful that he subconsciously stayed away from the assassin who had fallen to the ground.

"Hagrid, does it just hurt when you are stung by them?" After a moment of relief, Magos felt something was wrong.

"Yes, it's just a tingling feeling." Hagrid's affirmative tone made Magos really frightened. In addition to the pain, he also felt a little bit of soreness. Although it was very slight, he promised that it would definitely There is.He refused to give up and asked if there were any other feelings similar to sourness and tingling.Hagrid shook his head with a serious face, expressing his dissatisfaction with his suspicion. Now Magos was a little desperate. He couldn't be a jerk himself.He trembled subconsciously when he thought of this.

Hagrid thought he hadn't fully recovered yet, so he patted him on the shoulder and said he could just rest. Although it hurt a lot, there wouldn't be any side effects. There was only magic power in the thorn, which would be a bit irritating to the little wizard, but No toxins.Magos could only nod with a wry smile, and then he looked at the little thing not far away with the same fierce eyes. Not to be outdone, the little thing also glared at him with its small eyes. It seemed that it was even angrier than him. Pricking him couldn't take away the anger of stepping on it.

Magos obtained Hagrid's permission to study the thorns on the thorns on the body, and used a levitation spell to take away the grumpy thorn.

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sp;"Magos, why are you carrying it?" Harry asked with some fear as he looked at the assassin floating one meter away from them.

"Hehe, just for research, don't you think its thorns are interesting." Magos' laughter made Harry and Harry shrink their necks, feeling that he had some bad thoughts.

"Okay, we're here." Hagrid led them to an open space. It could be seen from the countless tree stumps on the ground that Hagrid should have specially cut them down.

"What's that?" Ron suddenly pointed in a trembling tone not far away. Harry and Magos followed his hand and looked over, trembling in their hearts. They saw a calf-sized figure not far away. The spider is crawling there.

"Oh, that's Aragog's child, an eight-eyed spider." Hagrid whispered and then asked them to keep it a secret. At the same time, he told them that the egg of this thing was designated as a Category A prohibited item by the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. .

"How can you keep such a dark creature, Hagrid, in Hogwarts?" Harry looked at Hagrid in disbelief.

Hagrid was a little annoyed at his attitude, "They are just my children, they will not hurt anyone, believe me, they will never hurt anyone in the school."

Harry was speechless looking at Hagrid, and Magos interjected that they couldn't be seen by the students.Hagrid proudly patted his chest and said no. Aragog listened to him, and his children listened to Aragog, so his children would also listen to him.

"Hagrid, the Aragog you are talking about is also an eight-eyed spider?" Ron asked fearfully.

"Yes, many years ago when it was still an egg, a traveler gave it to me because he saw that I liked these animals. I am its best friend." Hagrid smiled as happily as a flower, and Harry and Ron could only agree with him with a smile.

"What about that, Hagrid, it's getting late. I think we'd better leave first and come see your other pets next time." Ron's eyes never left the big spider, fearing that it would pounce. .

"What a pity. We have just arrived. I also want to introduce you to a few other friends." Hagrid gave them a pity look, but took them away without any rebuttal.

On the way back, Magos suddenly remembered that Hagrid was also a magizoologist, so why didn't he show him the ball he got before.Maybe he can recognize it.He did what he thought of. He stopped Hagrid at the front and took out the ball from the bag in his arms.

"Where did you get this?" Hagrid became excited as soon as he saw the ball, holding it in his hand and observing it carefully.Harry and Ron looked at it curiously and soon lost interest.What's so cool about a ball.

"Hagrid, is this an egg?" Magos' tone was a little nervous.

"Egg?" Harry and the two became somewhat interested again.

"There is no doubt that this is indeed the egg of a magical animal, but..." Hagrid looked at the egg in his hand in confusion.

"Nothing." Ron asked anxiously.

"But this seems to be a dead egg with no life. Where did it come from?"

"Don't you have any vitality at all?" he asked unwillingly.

"This egg is very strange, and I can't put my finger on it. I don't feel any sign of life from it, but it makes me feel like it's still alive." Hagrid looked at it in confusion.

"Then do you know what magical animal this is?" Harry asked curiously.

"To be honest, I really can't tell. I have seen many eggs, but I have never seen one as strange as this." He then returned the egg to Magos.

"Then can it still hatch?" He looked at him hopefully.

Hagrid was a little overwhelmed by what he saw. "I can't say this, but I think you should not have too much hope." He suddenly felt that Magos and he were of the same mind, and they also had a passion for magical animals. Love and care.

Magos put the egg back into the bag with some disappointment.Silently, Harry and Ron followed them back to the cabin. On the way, Harry and Ron were still guessing what magical animal his egg was.They drank some more tea in Hagrid's room and left with a few rock biscuits that Hagrid insisted they take.

When Magos was about to walk out of the cabin, Hagrid said something mysteriously, "Maybe the Philosopher's Stone will be useful to it." After saying that, he patted his mouth in frustration and quickly closed the door.Magos stood frozen in front of the door, Hagrid's words echoing over and over in his mind.

"Magos, why are you still standing there? Let's go." Harry turned around and saw that he hadn't moved and called out.

"Here we come." He ran to them and chatted with them for a few words, and then told them to keep the egg a secret, especially not to tell Hermione. Although they were confused, they nodded in agreement.

Under the bright sunshine, three figures slowly walked towards the distant castle.Oh, no, there is a slug behind them, floating very close to the ground, following them. If you look carefully, you can see that it is glaring at the three humans in front of it...