Work attitude can be either serious or perfunctory.
However reluctant Reeves was, he still carried Draco around the Forbidden Forest.
However, due to his excessive nervousness, he accidentally plucked out a few feathers, causing his experience index to plummet instantly.
Although it wasn't great to begin with, at least it wasn't to the point of making people scream.
"Aaaaah—you monster, put me down right now!"
Reeves darted through the gaps in the dense spider silk spraying from below, the violent rolling and shaking making Draco's face turn green with discomfort.
He vomited with a "whoosh," and before he had finished vomiting, he rolled around again.
The S.P.E.W. splashed onto the Acromantula, and even more and denser spider silk followed.
In Forbidden Forest than three minutes, Draco was already so weak that he was lying on his back.
After Reeves landed, he shook his body and was thrown off.
"Draco!" Crabbe and Goyle rushed over.
It was a familiar scene again, with the two underlings carrying him back to the castle to find Madam Pomfrey.
"Hahahaha—serves you right!" Ron laughed until tears streamed down his face.
What goes around comes around; no one escapes the wrath of the Merlin.
They were laughing at you so enthusiastically yesterday, and now they're getting their comeuppance.
Draco, who was rolling his eyes, slowly focused.
He could hear the foolish lions laughing and see their gleeful expressions, as if they were celebrating Halloween.
"Harry, Malfoy, that coward, was laughing at you for being afraid of Dementors yesterday, but today he's the one who's scared like this..."
Ron's voice wasn't loud, but Draco could hear it clearly.
"Look, Neville isn't scared at all..."
He was shivering with anger and cold. If Crabbe and Goyle hadn't been holding him up, he would have gone over and given them a good beating.
After one Care of Magical Creatures, the second lesson was Hagrid teaching the students how to feed the Hippogriff.
Looking at the buckets filled with a wide variety of insects, Ron's long-held smile vanished instantly.
Hagrid picked up the large wooden bucket as if it were a cup.
"Hippogriff do not hunt large animals. They occasionally stick their beaks into the ground to find insects, but their main food is birds or small animals like ferrets."
He grabbed a handful, and instantly half of the lively, wriggling insects in the wooden bucket disappeared.
"They're not picky eaters, they're just a little bit more enthusiastic."
As soon as they held up the insects, the Hippogriff pounced on them impatiently.
"Slow down... there's still some... there's more in the bucket..."
The students didn't hear what Hagrid was saying, but they all saw him being submerged.
Is this what you call being a little enthusiastic?
With its sharp beak, it could probably pierce through even a steel plate.
There were certainly concerns, but Vincent was more concerned about whether they liked to eat spider legs.
If sashimi won't work, then deep-fry it; if that doesn't work, then grill it.
Even the picky Jormungandr love to eat; there's bound to be one they like.
To balance the species population in the Forbidden Forest, it's okay to earn less Gold Galleons.
Hagrid is Half-blood- Giant, so his physical abilities are naturally top-notch.
However, his mink coat suffered the most, covered in small holes pecked out by the pecking.
"Alright!" Hagrid made the Hippogriff stand still.
"... Everyone saw it clearly, right? Now it's your turn!"
No, I didn't see it at all.
Forget about what to do if you're submerged, you can't even see how to catch the bugs.
What is needed now is a true Champion, a Champion who can set the right example.
And then he arrived.
Vincent squatted in front of the large wooden barrel, suppressing his nausea as he grabbed a handful of insects.
"Chirp—" The Hippogriff seemed particularly excited.
Take a deep breath and slowly walk towards Reeves.
The moment a frantically wriggling worm was pulled out, it was snatched away.
Vincent stroked Reeves' forehead. "Do you like it?"
"Chirp!"
"I have something better, I'll make it for you after class."
Reeves' eyes lit up, and he devoured all the insects in no time.
The students saw it clearly this time.
A smaller quantity will prevent a looting frenzy, provided you can resist the urge to scramble.
"Excellent!" Hagrid gave a thumbs up. "Vincent, I have to add 3 points to you and Gryffindor!"
Hermione instantly perked up.
We must fight twice as hard to get back the House Points that were cleared yesterday!
She squatted down in front of the wooden tub, hesitated for a long time, and then put her little hand in.
She quickly pulled her hand back as soon as she touched the insect.
With my eyes closed, I reached in again, and the slippery, wriggling sensation on my hand was really hard to resist.
Hermione couldn't help but let go.
But she didn't give up. Instead, she opened her eyes and put her little hand into the big wooden tub for the third time.
He quickly grabbed a handful and then jogged over to Glynnis, who had light red feathers.
I finally overcame my psychological barrier and successfully completed the feeding without any major incidents.
"Well done, Hermione!" Hagrid also gave her a thumbs up. "I'll add 3 points to you and Gryffindor!"
After the two exemplary students demonstrated correctly, the students came to the large wooden barrel one after another.
There's really no danger, it's just that the bugs are a bit disgusting.
Half a class period later, many students had finished being fed.
Neville also grabbed a handful of bugs, but he tripped and fell while running over, leaving him with only one bug in his hand.
Cooper with gray feathers was very unhappy.
However, compared to Lucas with his orange feathers, at least it has something to eat.
When Harry returned after feeding Buckbeak twice, he saw Ron still standing like a log in front of the large wooden barrel.
I didn't even dare to squat down, let alone look over there.
"Ron?"
"I—I think I need a pair of gloves."
"Keep going, I believe you can do it."
Harry's encouragement worked; Ron yelled and grabbed a handful from the bucket before running toward Lucas.
It's a small, not very lively worm, but it's better than nothing.
Just as Vincent had finished feeding Reeves about half a bucket, Draco, his face flushed, returned with two of his underlings.
As always, he was arrogant and loved to play tricks.
A bug that grabs farts!
Just throw the big wooden barrel over there.
It happened very suddenly.
The Hippogriff and, amidst the students' screams, devoured the insects that had fallen into the air in just a few moments.
Draco laughed triumphantly.
Crabbe and Goyle followed suit, and Pansy and Blaise Zabini also tossed the insects in their hands into the air.
The scene descended into chaos in an instant.
"Stop!" Hagrid grabbed the starving Cooper and Lucas. "Calm down! Don't hurt anyone!"
The insects in the ten large wooden barrels were all wiped out in less than half a minute.
Seeing that there was no food, the Hippogriff all lowered their heads like children who had made a mistake.
Reeves didn't, but he was a little embarrassed.
When the riot ended, the students were all covered in dust and dirt.
"That's enough for today!" Hagrid said with a simple smile.
"Go back and wash up, see you in the next class!"
He didn't get any points deducted, but the culprit will certainly receive the punishment he deserves.
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