Hippogriffs

Although she found Ron's gaze annoying, the kind-hearted Hermione drew her Wand out of consideration for their Gryffindor background.

"The Water from the Fountain!"

Hermione was quite puzzled. Since Ron could use Flame Spell to set the textbook on fire, why didn't he just use a Water-Cleansing Spell to extinguish the flames? It was truly perplexing.

Sizzle~

Hermione extinguished the flames. However, Ron's textbooks were now mostly burned.

Looking at the pile of ashes on the ground, and the few pages of water-soaked 'remains' among them, Ron felt like he could eat Bell alive.

"Bell, can you use Repairing Charm to repair Ron's textbook?"

Hermione cast a pleading look at her boyfriend. Clearly, she didn't think she could do it.

"How is that possible! It's already burned to ashes; this is beyond the scope of Repairing Charm. Unless we use Time-Turner Charm. Unfortunately, I haven't yet encountered any time-related Curses."

Shrugging, Bell dismissed his girlfriend's unrealistic fantasies.

A moment of silence fell over the room, except for a few of the Slytherin snakes, who were watching Ron and the others with glee.

That's right, we're talking about Malfoy and his two henchmen.

However, because of the deep psychological trauma Bell inflicted on Malfoy, he's hesitant to speak now. Otherwise, Malfoy would have already started spraying 'venom' at Ron and the others.

"Ahem! Well, it seems that the method Bell used isn't suitable for most people."

Hagrid coughed twice before speaking. He certainly didn't want his first lesson to take place in such an awkward atmosphere.

"I have another method here. Although the effect may not be as outstanding, it is much simpler to operate."

Hagrid held up his textbook and waited until everyone's attention was focused on him before he began his demonstration.

"Just like this, you can stroke their spines."

The Little Wizard imitated Hagrid, rubbing their textbooks. Sure enough, the textbooks immediately became still.

Bell also glanced curiously at the textbook in Hagrid's hand. He really didn't know there was such a method.

Could it be that these "The Monster Book of Monsters" are actually cats? Do they only behave when you stroke their fur in the right direction?

Once everyone had tamed their textbooks, they all looked up at Hagrid, awaiting Hagrid next instructions.

"Well..."

A bead of cold sweat dripped from his forehead, Hagrid nervously scratched his head. He'd forgotten what he was supposed to do next!

"Now you all have textbooks... well, except for Ron."

Hagrid awkwardly turned his head away from Ron's resentful gaze. He didn't know why Ron was staring at him like that.

"Well... then next... right! We need Magical Animals next! Wait a minute, I'll go get them now."

After saying that, Hagrid turned and walked into the Forbidden Forest, leaving a group of Little Wizard standing there looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Bell, what kind of Magical Animals do you think Hagrid will bring back?"

Hermione asked curiously.

"I don't know. We'll find out when Hagrid gets back."

Ignoring Harry, Malfoy, and the others who were arguing again, Bell stood there, pondering his own questions.

Soon, Hagrid returned leading a dozen or so Hippogriff.

As their name suggests, these Magical Animals have the hindquarters of a horse, while their forequarters have the talons, head, and wings of an eagle.

Looking at these Magical Animals with sharp beaks and long claws, the Little Wizard instinctively took a few steps back. These big guys looked dangerous.

"Hippogriff!"

Hagrid roared happily.

"Aren't they beautiful?"

Hagrid then gave everyone a detailed introduction to the habits of the Hippogriff and how to get along with them.

This includes respecting the proud nature of Hippogriff and waiting for them to make the first move.

The brief introduction ended quickly.

"Now, who wants to try getting up close to them?"

Hagrid looked at the crowd expectantly.

However... there was complete silence. The Little Wizard looked at each other, but no one stepped forward.

"Bell, why don't you give it a try?"

Hermione tugged at her boyfriend and asked softly.

Although Hermione was also afraid to approach those Hippogriff that looked extremely dangerous, she believed that her boyfriend would definitely have a way.

Professor Hagrid looked rather pitiful, and Hermione couldn't bear to ignore him. So, she had no choice but to turn to her own magical Bell.

"All right."

Nodding, Bell walked out of the crowd.

He was quite interested in these big creatures. He wondered if his father had managed to acquire a few Hippogriff.

"Oh, Bell! Well done! You're a really great lad!"

Hagrid watched with delight as Bell stood out from the crowd.

"Come on! Let us see how you deal with Buckbeak!"

As he spoke, Hagrid tried to untie the chains of Hippogriff.

"Wait, Professor Hagrid."

Bell suddenly spoke up to stop Hagrid's actions.

"Can I choose the black one? I prefer black."

Whether in his past life or this one, Bell's favorite color is black, the same color as his hair.

"Oh, of course, of course, no problem."

Upon hearing this, Hagrid put Buckbeak back in its Hippogriff Bell, and brought it to him.

"Come on, Bell. Do as I told you before, don't be nervous."

Hagrid slowly stepped back a few paces, leaving the space to Bell.

Bell walked briskly to the Hippogriff, showing no sign of nervousness.

Are you kidding me? He'd be nervous? How could he possibly be nervous?

Looking at the Hippogriff before him, Bell quickly grew fond of the large creature.

This Hippogriff glossy black feathers, which make its large, bright orange eyes appear even clearer.

"Very good, Bell. Now you've made eye contact with it."

Hagrid's voice came from the side.

"Now, keep your eyes on each other and bow slowly."

Bell heard Hagrid's words clearly, but he did not follow Hagrid's instructions.

He has his own unique techniques for dealing with Magical Creatures.

Instead of bowing, Bell straightened his back and raised his head slightly.

"Oh no! Don't do this, Bell!"

If Hagrid hadn't been afraid that his sudden intrusion might startle the Hippogriff and harm Bell, Hagrid would have rushed over right now.

Hearing Hagrid's exclamation, Hermione clenched her fists nervously. Even though she didn't think Bell could be harmed by Hippogriff, she couldn't help but worry.

What if Bell gets injured if he's not careful?

In her nervousness, Hermione forgot that the Defensive Trinket she wore were a gift from Bell. Hippogriff couldn't possibly break through the defenses of Bell's ornaments with a single blow.