The Ultimate Trash Talk, the Ultimate Enjoyment

After bowing and making eye contact, Vincent's example showed that the first group of students interacted amicably with the Hippogriff.

"Harry, its name is Buckbeak." Hagrid gestured for him to get on.

Buckbeak clucked and bent its front paws slightly.

Although I was a little nervous, sitting on his back felt very comfortable.

Harry put his hand on Hagrid's greyish-brown neck. "Hagrid, can we go now?"

"Anytime is fine." Hagrid took a few steps back.

"Chirp—" Buckbeak flapped its brown wings.

It carried Harry higher and higher, quickly disappearing from sight.

Hagrid smiled and walked over to Ron. "Go on up, Lucas likes you a lot."

The process was a bit bumpy, but the orange Lucas eventually carried Ron into the sky.

Next came the pale pink Glynnis carrying Hermione, followed by the pure white Cynthia carrying Daphne.

One after another, Hippogriff of different colors flapped their wings and flew into the Forbidden Forest, while the second group of students outside the fence all wore sour faces.

"Why don't we go find Wayne?" Crabbe had barely finished speaking when Draco turned around and slapped him on the forehead.

I was seething with anger, and now I've just walked right into their trap.

Crabbe scratched his forehead, looking aggrieved. "That black monster isn't Wayne's personal property..."

Another slap landed, and he dared not say another word.

Everyone knows that Vincent can easily understand what Fantastic Beasts are saying, and it would be funny if he let Reeves dump people into the cave of the Acromantula.

Memories of being hung under a flying broomstick and getting up close flashed through his mind, making Draco's fair face even paler.

A few minutes later, Buckbeak, who had set off first, returned.

Harry jumped down with a bright smile and gently stroked its big head as it nuzzled against him.

Hagrid asked with concern, "How are you feeling?"

"This is the most enjoyable flight I've ever had!" Lan

"Haha, I'm glad you like it!"

"Heh—" Draco sneered from outside the fence.

Theodore, who was at the very back of the line, shook his head, seemingly already guessing what he wanted to do.

"Now it's my turn!" Draco said, drawing out his signature long, drawn-out tone.

He glanced at Vincent, who was grooming Reeves, and swaggered onto the field.

The smiles on Harry and Hagrid's faces vanished instantly.

They showed neither respect for the professor nor for Buckbeak.

With such an arrogant attitude, it would be a miracle if even one animal would bow to him.

"Get out of my way, Potter." Draco shoved Harry aside with unusual arrogance.

Hagrid stretched out his large hand, blocking him and Buckbeak.

After the "The Monster Book of Monsters" incident, coming here with this attitude now, everyone knows they want to disrupt the class.

An accident occurred on the first day of class, and parents will definitely question the professor's abilities.

"Chirp—" The orange Lucas returned with Ron in his car.

Draco clicked his tongue. "Weasley's got a real freak out. Aren't you guys going to go check on him?"

Ron slumped on Lucas's back, looking completely exhausted.

"Malfoy, you don't need to remind me!" Harry jogged over.

Draco glanced at Vincent, who seemed to have no intention of coming over.

"Isn't it my turn now?"

Hagrid lowered his hand with great difficulty, "You must do as I say, and don't do it on your own."

Draco didn't even look at him, and stood in front of Buckbeak on his own.

"Bow, bow quickly!" Hagrid had stepped aside, was extremely anxious.

Buckbeak had already bowed to express goodwill, but Draco arrogantly slapped his hand towards its mouth.

"Chirp—" Buckbeak spread its brown wings.

"No!" Hagrid quickly grabbed its neck.

Vincent didn't come over, Draco smiled smugly.

"Is this ugly monster trying to attack me?"

He didn't seem scared at all.

"Oh dear, this monster is terrifying. It probably won't eat people, will it?" Lan

"Chirp—" Buckbeak, waving its claws, was dragged backward.

Fantastic Beasts are intelligent beings, so of course they can understand these provocations.

"Malfoy!" Hagrid dared not let go. "Get away from me!"

Draco was still getting closer, thinking, "This monster hasn't even taken me around the Forbidden Forest yet."

Aren't you a professor? Hurry up and make it obedient!

Hagrid resisted the urge to let go and dragged Buckbeak to the fence to put on the leather collar.

Over the decades, he has seen a great many bad students.

But this was the first time he had ever seen something this bad.

Outside the fence,

Crabbe and Goyle whistled, while Pansy and Blaise Zabini laughed loudly.

They're stirring things up, trying to escalate the situation.

Vincent stretched and got up to pat Reeves' back lightly.

Hagrid certainly lacks the experience to be a professor, but Draco's behavior is simply outrageous.

They get itchy if they're not disciplined every day, and they become increasingly arrogant if no one intervenes.

"Chirp—" Reeves carried him away.

It was so fast that Hagrid didn't even have time to react.

"Ah!" Draco, who had been caught in mid-air, was deathly pale.

This is not a memory, but a reality that is happening now.

"Wayne! Get this monster down on me!"

Vincent shrugged at Draco, who was in Reeves's hand.

"Didn't I already say? I have plenty of time to play with you guys." Lan

"Damn it! Put me down right now!"

"Tsk tsk tsk—weren't you going to fly around the Forbidden Forest?"

Draco's face was ashen, and he dared not struggle too much.

"If I get injured, you can expect to be the one collecting this monster's corpse!"

Vincent scoffed, "Why? Because of your father who got kicked off the School Board Member?"

He placed his hands on Reeves' neck and lowered his body as much as possible.

"Let's go! Malfoy desperately needs a thrilling adventure." (Lan)

Accompanied by Draco's pitiful scream, Reeves flapped his jet-black wings with all his might.

"That felt so good!" Ron felt much better after getting off Lucas's back.

Evil people really do have to rely on evil—cough, Vincent is a model student, not an evil person at all.

Faintly, one could almost hear Draco's mournful cries.

Just from the sound, Hermione and Daphne, who had returned together, roughly understood what had happened.

Extreme foul mouth, extreme enjoyment.

"Why doesn't he ever learn his lesson?" Lan

"That's the mindset of extremely Pure-blood families; they never think they've done anything wrong."

While the two little witches were giving their opinions, Draco had already fainted from fright.

Vincent pulled out his wand and splashed some water on his little face.

"Wayne! I will definitely kill this hideous monster!"

Reeves increased the frequency of his wing flapping.

Every time he traversed through the woods, he would deliberately make sure to experience the thrill of almost getting his head hit.

After five or six times, Draco fainted again.

I woke up, cursed a few times, and then passed out.

One course of treatment will definitely not be effective; for serious illnesses, strong medicine is necessary.