No matter how you looked at it, that place was perfect for Gloop to make a nest.
.
Based on Hagrid's personality and past practice, he might even find a mate for Gloop.
Love, mate, reproduce, love again, mate again, reproduce again.
Just like that, in a few decades, a brand new giant tribe would appear in the forest near Hogwarts …
Following this topic, Elwyn hoped that Hagrid could help him find a few animals to practice with, including the eight-eyed spider.
Hagrid agreed. He said that Aragok had always been thinking about Elwyn, so he would definitely be willing to help him with this small favor.
Without the support of the evil god, the old spider was on the verge of dying. He could die at any time.
This might not be a bad thing for him. After all, the price to pay for the extension of his life was to be controlled by the evil god.
Looking at its descendants, the ordinary ones were still okay, but the bigger ones had already been twisted into horrible shapes.
Things went well with Elwyn, and Hagrid was willing to provide them with animals for combat training.
However, Hermione's suggestion to persuade Hagrid to give up showing dangerous animals in class and help him prepare for the lesson did not go anywhere, nor did she get a response.
Hagrid kept emphasizing that he wanted to give them a surprise.
Hermione wanted to explain Umrich's situation to him, but Hagrid would not listen.
He kept telling Hermione that no one in their right mind would be willing to give up on Chimera for the sake of studying Acanthus.
Of course, he was giving an example!
He did not have a Chimera, not because he did not want to keep one, but because it was not easy for him to get Chimera eggs.
Soon, everyone knew what his so-called surprise was. It was the Night Thearch.
Umrich did not inspect Elwyn's class, but she appeared in the fifth-year magical creature protection class, which was the class where Hagrid showed everyone the Night Thearch.
Elwyn later learned about the situation from Hermione and her evaluation of Hagrid.
In the woods, the students gathered around Ye Qi. They couldn't see, but they could feel that something was moving.
"Who can tell me why some people can see these Night Thefts and some can't?" Hagrid said.
Hermione immediately raised her hand. On the first day of school, after learning about Night Thearch with the help of Elwyn, she went back to check a lot of information.
"Speak!" Hagrid said to her with a smile.
"Because only those who have seen death can see the Thestrals," she said.
"That's right!" Hagrid said seriously, "Ten points for Gryffindor, Nocturne is a kind of unique magic …"
"Cough, cough." Umrich came. She stood a few feet away, still in her green hat and cloak, with a clipboard in her hand.
Hagrid, who had never heard Umrich fake coughing, looked worriedly at a Night Thearch next to him, obviously thinking that it was the one who made the sound.
He was a little worried that this Night Thearch wouldn't be sick. Otherwise, how could it make such a strange sound.
"Cough, cough." Umrich faked another cough.
"Oh, hello!" Hagrid smiled and found the source of the strange sound.
"Did you receive the note I sent to your cabin this morning?" Umrich spoke slowly and loudly as she had spoken to Hagrid before, as if the other party was a foreigner and retarded. "It said that I wanted to come to your class."
"Oh, I got it!" Hagrid said brightly, "I'm glad you found the place! Look at these, I don't know, can you see them? Today we'll talk about Night Thearch … "
"I'm sorry!" Umrich cupped her hands around her ears and said loudly with a frown, "What did you say?"
Hagrid was a little puzzled by Umrich's reaction.
"Uh, Night Thearch!" He said loudly and louder, "A big black horse, uh, with wings, you know!"
He hurriedly fanned his thick arms twice to show Umrich what the Night Thearch looked like.
Umrich raised her eyebrows at him and wrote and read on the writing board. Her voice was also very loud.
"I can't express it accurately, I have to rely on clumsy gestures …" She looked up and smiled. "Go on with the class, don't worry about me."
"Okay!" Hagrid said, turning to face the students, looking a little flustered. "Uh, where was I?"
"It seems that he has a bad memory, he can't remember the content of the lecture clearly …" Umrich said loudly enough for everyone to hear.
Slytherin's students looked as if Christmas had arrived two months early, and Hermione was so angry that her face turned red.
"Oh!" Hagrid glanced uneasily at Umrich's writing board, but he bravely continued, "Yes, I was about to tell you how this group of horses came about. This one, at the beginning, there was only one stallion and five mares, this one is called Wuwu! "
He patted the Night Thearch that appeared first, even though many people couldn't see it.
"Woo, woo, woo!" Wuwu made a series of noises and rubbed against Hagrid intimately.
"It's my favorite, the first one born in this forest. Everyone can come over and touch Wuwu, or ride it!"
"Sorry, did you know?" Umrich interrupted him loudly, "The Ministry of Magic has listed the Night Thearch as a dangerous animal?"
"No, the Night Thearch is not dangerous! Of course, if you really annoy them, they may bite you, just like dogs … "
"Unabashedly show pleasure in cruelty!" Umrich wrote again on the notebook.
"No, no!" Hagrid said, a little anxious, "I mean, dogs can bite people, right? The Night Thearch has a bad reputation because of the dead, and people used to think it was unlucky, right? It's just ignorance, right? "
Umrich didn't answer. She finished the last stroke, looked up at Hagrid, and said slowly and loudly, "Please continue your lecture as usual. I'm going to walk among the students and ask a few questions about your past performance."
As she spoke, she made gestures to let Hagrid understand. When she said "students," she pointed at a random student, when she said "walk," she made a gesture of walking, and finally, when she said "ask a few questions," she pointed at her mouth, indicating that she was talking.
Obviously, Umrich wasn't testing the level of Hagrid's lecture. She was doubting Hagrid's IQ and treating him as a giant that couldn't be communicated with.
Hagrid stared at her. Obviously, he didn't understand why she thought he didn't understand normal English.
Hermione's eyes were filled with angry tears. She was still angry when she told Elwyn about it.
`Hag, wicked hag! 'she said indignantly. `Ugly, perverted, wicked toad!'
Umrich finally asked Pansy. During this time, she had figured out the situation of the Hogwarts!
She knew who to stay away from, who to rely on, and who to suppress. Most of Slytherin's students were on her side.
"Dear, do you think!" Umrich asked Pansy Parkinson in a clear voice, "that you can understand Professor Hagrid?"
Like Hermione, Pansy had tears in his eyes, but they were tears of laughter.
She tried hard to hold back her laughter, and her answer came in halts.
"No, I can't, because most of the time he makes a purring sound. I don't understand what he's saying, and I don't understand the meaning of those sounds."
"Very good. He can't express himself properly. He can only make unintelligible purring sounds." Umrich scribbled on the board.
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