Chapter 111 The first lesson in the Forbidden Forest, use your brain (Third update, please subscribe~)

They passed Hagrid's hut.

The ranger was busy with his professor's work and had no time to pay attention to the three little wizards.

Ron was very excited. He strode quickly and followed closely behind Harry.

The Forbidden Forest was a little different from what he had imagined. It was very quiet, with almost no obvious sounds of animals and birds, and occasionally some rustling sounds.

Make him nervous.

But I couldn't tell whether it was the footsteps of animals or the leaves blowing in the wind.

Waiting into the woods.

Harry took out the Sorting Hat, took out the painting, clicked his wand, and the map appeared.

I have to say that Gryffindor is indeed very evil.

Harry waved his wand.

It was so densely packed that it soon filled the circle.

"Otherwise I wouldn't be the only Sorting Hat now."

"I suggest you discuss it with Hermione."

Click click click——

Ron was very happy. In less than an hour since he came in, he had already picked up a handful of unicorn hair, a piece of white fresh meat, and a few aconite roots...

Harry interrupted: "But Professor Dumbledore is already old and will retire in a few years?"

No need to use your hands.

Harry continued to explore the way forward.

Fight off one.

There were ten or twenty of them coming out of the woods.

Rabbits make their nests here.

"What teaching aids?" The two of them swallowed.

The breath spread and was blown by the wind, spreading out.

"Which one you like, I'll buy it for you."

"Are you going on a blind date?" Harry said in a strange tone.

With another wave, the vine twisted and tore off its abdomen.

"Let's run away." Ron was decisive.

But the reason why the Acromantula has become the dominant force in the Forbidden Forest is not only because of their "XXXXX" level of danger, but also because of their huge population.

Harry nodded with a smile and waved his wand.

"Um……"

"Why are you like Rowena?"

Ron gave it a tug: "But Professor McGonagall's Animagus is a cat."

"A week?" Hermione asked.

Harry looked at him: "Why did you run away, just because you were afraid?"

There are more wrinkles on the Sorting Hat.

Now…

Thousands of years ago, this place was the territory of a group of foxes.

The flames surged and collided with the white liquid, burning it clean.

"You are a wizard, and you are very good. The shape transformation is 'O' and the spell is 'E'. These are just immature giant spiders. At most..."

"Of course." Hermione nodded.

Those who come are not good.

Even the well-informed Sorting Hat doesn't know whether Animagus cats have the habit of looking for scratching posts.

"Forget it, forget it, I still have Harry." The Sorting Hat flattered and said slowly, "Harry, I have a few favorites..."

The Sorting Hat tapped the tip of Hermione's hand on the back of Hermione's hand: "How long will a piece of jewelry play with that cat?"

A fallen tree twisted and turned into a huge snake. Harry touched the Sorting Hat again, and a small amount of white powder flew out and fell on the snake.

He waved his wand again, and a new piece of parchment flew out, drawing contrasting terrain.

Ron is better than Hermione, but not by much.

"You can withstand three spells under my hands, but they can't even withstand one. You are much more powerful than them."

He was very embarrassed, and after holding it in for a long time, he sighed: "Then let's use it as a cat scratching post. Thinking about it, those days were quite happy. Besides, Godric and the others are long gone. Even if you regret it, it won't help."

boom--

"Didn't you say you were interested in accessories?" Hermione didn't let go, "I'll buy whichever ones you like. You just need to play with Crookshanks for a few days."

"You see, they're easy to deal with."

Hermione hummed happily.

Harry looked at the quiet forest aside and said softly: "Ron will probably like it very much, oh... they are coming."

Ron was startled.

"overcome fear."

"At least three days." Hermione held up three fingers.

"Funny?" Harry waved his wand and recited the spell from the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. "Do you remember what Professor Lupin said?"

Harry suddenly stopped.

The Sorting Hat was very dissatisfied: "He is Dumbledore, if he is willing..."

With another wave of the magic wand, the map he drew flew out, and the two were compared.

The Sorting Hat nodded its tip: "Even Gryffindors are like this, but I'm just a hat, but they didn't force it. After my righteous refusal, they gave up the idea."

"I don't mean to fall in love."

Green blood almost splashed on his face.

"She was very kind. She and Helga were worried about whether my hat would be lonely after they left, so they asked me if I wanted to make another hat." The Sorting Hat sighed, feeling helpless.

The Sorting Hat twisted and poked the back of her hand with the tip of the hat: "Then two days?"

Here comes the problem.

Ron, who was just looking down at the ground, bumped into Harry's back, and his head came into contact with the hard leather armor, causing him to scream in pain.

The sorting hat shook its tip: "Minerva is very serious and reliable. She is a qualified professor candidate, but what happened to her succession?"

"I just……"

Hermione sneered and put her hand away: "Forget it then."

"Do you have a wizard weekly?"

A spell has been cast on the map, and even if thousands of years have passed and it has been maintained with the magic of Hogwarts, not even he can "make a double copy" of it.

"And Hermione is very good, what if she becomes the principal in the future?" Harry asked another heartbreaking question.

She also quickly changed her strategy and used a transformation spell.

"Harry, I really can't do it anymore." Hermione gasped, her face flushed, and she waved her hands, "I don't have any physical strength anymore."

"They haven't reached maturity yet and are still growing. The reason why they are so big is because they are all female spiders."

"I'll give it to you when I get back..."

Hermione's face also turned pale, but she was calmer than Ron. She stuttered and recited the entry: "Acromantula, a 5X-level magical creature of dark magic."

Harry was stunned and lowered his head to look at it: "Are you in love?"

Ron poked his head over curiously: "What's wrong with Ms. Ravenclaw?"

The Sorting Hat hesitated for a while, then hesitantly asked: "Really?"

The Sorting Hat paused: "I mean, Fox brought me a magazine some time ago. You know, Wizard Weekly, recommending new hats..."

The Acromantula wouldn't give them any time to chat, so it pounced towards them, its claws sharp and shiny black, stained with deadly poison.

But no matter how fast they were, they couldn't match the speed of the Acromantula that surrounded them.

"Say what you have to say," Harry interrupted.

"But..." When he said this, he was a little embarrassed, "I haven't learned the magic spell to inject thoughts, and I am a male. If you don't mind..."
To be continued...