Draco Malfoy Gets Exactly the Beating He Asked For (3000+) / You Can Rule the Castle by Dropping Harry's Name

The students in class all stared wide-eyed as the creatures of the Forbidden Forest rushed closer.

They actually spotted a mysterious group of Centaur!

Each of these Centaur was imposing and carried a bow and arrow. Behind them followed a group of strange-looking creatures with wings on their backs.

There were more than a dozen of these creatures. They had the bodies, hind legs, and tails of horses, but their forelegs, wings, and heads resembled those of an eagle. Coupled with their steel-sharp beaks and orange eagle eyes, they gave off an extremely majestic aura.

These beasts all wore thick feathered collars around their necks, with long iron chains attached to them, the ends of which were held by different Centaur.

"Harry, Hagrid, the beasts have been brought. We'll come back and take them away after your classes."

The Centaur in the lead was Firenze. He bowed slightly to Harry and Hagrid, then directed his people to tie the chains they were holding to the fence posts, before galloping away in a procession.

Because of the presence of outsiders, the Centaur did not show Harry any particularly obvious respect during their interactions, nor did they address Harry as 'master'.

However, this alone was enough to leave the young wizards present speechless.

"Hagrid ...Professor, I don't understand...why are Centaur here?" Gryffindor girl Lavender Brown Brown asked, her face full of confusion.

"Centaur? They were originally one of the inhabitants of the Forbidden Forest." Hagrid clearly didn't understand Lavender Brown's question.

Lavender Brown, and many other students, were truly puzzled... why would the supposedly arrogant Centaur from the center of the world willingly come to help Hagrid with his lessons?!

"All the creatures living in the Forbidden Forest may become your subjects of study in class in the future, but today's topic is not Centaur, but Hippogriff," Harry interjected at the opportune moment. "After all... Professor Hagrid thinks it's necessary for you to experience the true charm of Fantastic Beasts, rather than the limp Flobberworm and those annoying Cornish Pixies."

"That's right, that's exactly what I think! Haha, Harry knows how to talk." Hagrid laughed and waved his arms at the Hippogriff. "Look, aren't they beautiful?"

As if in response to his action, more than a dozen Hippogriff let out a long neigh in unison, and then suddenly raised their front paws and stood upright.

At this moment, even the most clueless person would be awestruck by the ferocious creatures before them.

Their magnificent appearance and distinctly colored fur truly exude a wild and natural charm.

"The Hippogriff, or, in some other regions such as North America, the harpy, is classified as a Level III Fantastic Beasts. It is carnivorous and possesses a certain degree of danger and aggression."

Seeing that everyone's attention was focused on the Hippogriff, Harry began to explain some basic facts about this creature to everyone.

"Within the wizarding community, there is a profession specifically responsible for raising Hippogriff, and as a condition for raising this rare species, every breeder must pass a rigorous examination to obtain a special breeding license." At this point, Harry turned to Hagrid, "And our Professor Hagrid is undoubtedly a wizard with extensive experience in raising them."

Taking advantage of the opportunity to impart knowledge, Harry once again flattered Hagrid, which was one of the goals of this lesson and also a division of labor that he and Hagrid had decided on long ago.

Harry is in charge of being the bodyguard, the bad guy, and explaining all the necessary knowledge; Hagrid is responsible for the practical demonstrations, and most importantly... playing and having fun with the students.

In this way, Hagrid, in contrast to Harry, naturally becomes a kind, witty, and humorous teacher in the students' eyes.

Over time, his authority as a professor was naturally established.

"Alright, now try to get closer to them, but you must remember one thing: never offend Hippogriff." Hagrid unchained Hippogriff and brought it closer to the fence, hoping the students could see it more clearly.

"This one's name is Buckbeak, my favorite Hippogriff. We can have it demonstrate first..."

While Hagrid was diligently explaining, Malfoy kept whispering to his two henchmen, a sly grin creeping across his face every now and then.

Harry saw all of this clearly; he knew that Malfoy was trying to sabotage the class and cause trouble for Professor Hagrid.

However... if he can do it, let's give it a try.

Since the second half of their second year, Malfoy hasn't been looking for trouble, and Harry is actually starting to get itchy for a beating.

(P. S. Just a quick FYI: The Hippogriff British and hippogryph in American English. If you've played Warcraft 3, you might know that it's actually the Night Elf's hippogriff. That's all~)

Chapter 292 Draco Malfoy Asked for a Hammer and Received It (3000+ words)

"So... is anyone willing to take a look at it now?"

Hagrid explained to the students many important points about interacting with Hippogriff, such as the most important one—to bow politely to Hippogriff —which he emphasized repeatedly.

However, when he eagerly sought out students to try, almost none of the young wizards present were willing to respond to his call.

It's one thing to think the Hippogriff looks beautiful, but it's quite another to actually try to get close to it.

"Uh... you guys don't want to?" Hagrid scratched his head awkwardly, looking at Harry with a troubled expression.

Harry knew that Hagrid wanted to break their previous agreement and have Hermione demonstrate for him.

Of course, Harry absolutely refused, not because he was worried Hermione would be in danger, but because the academically gifted girl simply wouldn't set a good example.

Just kidding, the Forbidden Forest has now been secretly renamed Granger Forest. Any of the Fantastic Beasts living in the forest who dare to mess with Hermione would probably be stewed by Harry in the next second.

Buckbeak's gaze towards Hermione was clearly obsequious. In this situation, what could Hermione possibly demonstrate? Was she supposed to demonstrate how to spend money?

Therefore, Hermione was not allowed to go forward, and the other students were so afraid that they simply dared not go forward. Many of them even backed away in worry, just like the students in class who were afraid of being called on by the teacher.

Therefore, in such situations, some slower-reacting individuals are exposed alone.

"Ha, great! Weasley's willing to give it a try!"

Hagrid was overjoyed to see Ron stepping forward.

"Huh... me?" Ron was completely bewildered when he heard Hagrid's call.

He desperately wanted to explain that he hadn't volunteered, but that others had been ostracizing him and had made him the target of their criticism. However, since Hagrid had already called his name, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and climb into the enclosure inside the fence.

"Ron Weasley ..." Harry felt a pang of guilt as he watched Ron approach the Hippogriff slightly.

Gryffindor students have always had some flaws that Harry finds hard to stomach, such as habitual recklessness and superficial friendships.

They seem to be born without the ability to investigate the underlying causes of things, always preferring to believe what they see with their own eyes... Ron also has these problems, but now he has become a victim.

He's been getting increasingly ostracized by the Gryffindor lately, precisely because of what happened in the Great Hall —because Peter Pettigrew is his mouse.

The Gryffindor lions, with their 'hindsight justice,' have been complaining lately about why Ron didn't hand over the rat from the start and why he hindered the professors' capture operation. In the process, they never considered that... Ron was simply subconsciously protecting his pet.

He was thus isolated. At the beginning of class, he stood alone in the last row, with Neville being the only one relatively close to him.

As everyone started to back away, a somewhat dazed Ron was thus given the opportunity.

Having been chosen by Hagrid, Ron had no choice but to cautiously approach Buckbeak under Hagrid's command. Every time he heard the eagle's cry, he couldn't help but tremble.

If Hagrid hadn't said that all he had to do was bow, Ron probably would have knelt down.

Finally, when he was so nervous that he was covered in sweat and barely dared to breathe, Buckbeak finally bowed his head and responded to him.

Seeing this, Hagrid happily pushed him closer to the beast, letting Ron try to stroke its beak.

"Great, Weasley, now try riding it!"

After his nerve-wracking encounter with the Hippogriff, Ron thought his mission was complete, but to his surprise, Hagrid assigned him an advanced mission.

"Ride... ride it? But I..."

"Relax, just remember not to grab its feathers, or it will get angry!" Before Ron could object, Hagrid picked him up and placed him on Buckbeak's broad back.

"Go!" Hagrid slapped Buckbeak hard on the butt.

Without warning, its wingspan of twenty-four feet opened, flapping violently at its sides as if to create a strong gust of wind... Upon receiving Hagrid's command, Buckbeak took a short run-up and, like a rocket, propelled Ron into the air!

"No, stop! Stop... Oh, this is too exciting! Don't stop, faster!!"

Well, it turns out that every boy probably has a knight in shining armor... at least Ron Weasley certainly did.

From initial resistance to a look of pure enjoyment, Ron took less than a minute to completely succumb to the thrill of riding and flying.

However... his shouts were really hard to bear watching.

Buckbeak carried Ron above the towering trees of the Forbidden Forest, circled once above the forest, and then swooped back down to the ground.

When Ron got off the eagle's back, he still felt weak in the knees and couldn't believe that he had actually been carried around in a circle.

"A fantastic example. As the first person to dare to try it, I think Gryffindor deserves an extra 20 points for that."

When the bonus points were announced, Harry was the first to clap, and a moment later, the whole class burst into enthusiastic applause, and the students began to call out Ron's name.

The Gryffindor students who had previously isolated him now surrounded him again.

Sure enough, as long as Ron was given a little opportunity to show his abilities and the Gryffindor House received a small reward, the previous exclusion and estrangement would disappear.

These young lions are characterized by their tendency to gravitate towards the strong and their superficial friendships... It seems they will need a long time to develop genuine bonds and friendships within the academy.

"Haha, well done! Weasley's demonstration was fantastic, so what about the rest of you? Don't you want to give it a try?"

Hagrid summoned over a dozen Hippogriff, and the students present were now completely excited, dividing into several groups to bow and try to get close to them. Occasionally, someone would successfully touch one, or even ride on its back like Ron, which would elicit a burst of enthusiastic cheers!

At this moment, the atmosphere of the entire class reached its climax.

Malfoy and his henchmen also participated in the interaction, Hippogriff Buckbeak, who had just flown around.

The naive eagle couldn't see through the sinister intentions hidden in the man before it, and quickly lowered its guard against Malfoy, gently rubbing its beak against the other's palm.

"Ha, that's easy. Even Weasley, a Pure-blood scoundrel, could do it." Malfoy rubbed his hands on Goyle's robes in disgust. "You ugly beast, I bet... you wouldn't dare touch anyone, would you? Even if I treated you like this!"

He sneered arrogantly, and taking advantage of Buckbeak's inattention, forcefully ripped a handful of messy feathers from its neck!

"Ugh!!"

Buckbeak's eagle eyes widened instantly, and it let out an angry hiss as its silver steel claws were already raised into the air!

It's angry!

"Oh... no!" Malfoy was startled at the sight and even screamed as he lay down on the ground.

"No! I'm going to die... it's going to kill me!!"

He curled his arms around his chest and rolled around on the ground, as if Buckbeak had really done something dangerous to him.

"Draco Malfoy, have you had enough howling?" But just then, Harry's indifferent voice suddenly drifted into his ears.

"This..." Malfoy opened his eyes in shock, only to find that Buckbeak hadn't attacked him at all, but was just looking at him with a human-like mocking gaze.

Apart from the grass clippings that had gotten on him from rolling around, there were no other injuries on him, not even a damaged robe.

"For intentionally harming Fantastic Beasts bred by the school and seriously violating classroom discipline, Slytherin will deduct 50 points from your grade! And you yourself will be placed in detention after school." Harry glared down at Malfoy. "Furthermore, an owl will be delivering a letter to your house soon to discuss compensation to the school with your father."

"Damn it! Harry Potter, you actually have to bother my father with such a small matter?" Malfoy asked angrily, sitting on the ground.

"Well, what can I do? You just had to throw yourself into my hands." Harry gave a teasing smile.

Malfoy is such a smart kid. I was just thinking of giving him a good beating to vent my anger, and he just walked right into the line of fire.

Since Harry dared to let Hagrid bring out the Hippogriff, he must have been confident that he could ensure the students wouldn't get hurt in class.

Therefore, no matter what tricks Malfoy tries, he will never succeed.

"Oh, by the way... Malfoy, it's time to pay up for the bet you made with Neville before class."

With a flick of his wand, the ropes and leather clasps binding Malfoy's Monster Book of Monsters snapped completely in an instant!

"Awoo! Awoo awoo!"

Once the seal was broken, Malfoy's Monster Book of Monsters instantly transformed into a wild dog, roaring and lunging at its master who was right next to it.

Deducting points, putting people in jail, and calling their parents isn't enough. Malfoy just mentioned wanting to be hugged in the face by Monster Book of Monsters, so Harry is definitely going to grant his wish!

"Help! Pull it open quickly... Please! No, no! Ugh..."

The long-suppressed Monster Book of Monsters was rubbed against the ground, and Malfoy immediately let out a series of panicked screams, his clothes instantly becoming tattered.

By the time Crabbe and Goyle belatedly arrived to help, the overly excited Monster Book of Monsters had already plopped over Malfoy's face, frantically venting its fury up and down, left and right.

Upon seeing Malfoy's pitiful state after being 'does that,' the entire classroom erupted in another burst of joyful laughter.

Seeing the smiles on the students' faces, Harry knew that today's class had come to a successful close.

With the teaching content completed, Ron was no longer ostracized by Gryffindor, and Malfoy finally got his wish...

Most importantly, students who still choose to take this class after today will definitely consider Hagrid an exceptionally talented professor.

(P. S. The Hippogriff of 24 feet, which is a total length of just over 7 meters. Compared to horse-like creatures that are often over two meters long and weigh more than a ton, this wingspan is actually quite average.)

Chapter 293 Harry's name means you can walk sideways in the castle.

The following afternoon, the third-year students had their first Potions Class of the year, and Snape was going to teach them how to make the Shrinking Solution.

However, halfway through the class, Harry slipped away.