Chapter 48 Headmaster Hufflepuff has to get into the water!

patience.

It is the most important part of hunting.

The smell of love spreads with the wind in the forbidden forest.

There are many creatures that come and go, attracted by flesh and blood.

The hungry wolves greedily gnawed at the fattest belly.

A fox with dull fur ate the leg meat in the cracks.

Wild dogs and cats can only pick up a random piece and carry it away in their mouths. They are not qualified to eat on the "dining table".

These creatures are extremely harmonious, with no fighting or disputes.

Tacitly enjoy this heavenly meal.

They are beasts at the top of the food chain, but in this forest, they only have the status of "prey".

Harry is special than any other student.

She was weak - every dean hopes to have an outstanding student, they are proud of it, but... they are so hungry for it.

Thinking of Flitwick's appearance, her heart tightened and she had a bad feeling.

However, the two-horned beast has been waiting for this moment.

Her expression became horrified: "Potter, are you not injured? What does the dark wizard look like..."

Cut off both horns, stuff them into the hat, and block its mouth.

But Hogwarts has always been like this - as long as you are not discovered, you are a good kid who abides by school rules.

Back in the office, she began to think about how to drag the Head of Hufflepuff next door into trouble. She had heard Dumbledore mention that Harry was learning spells from Snape.

"Clear spring like water!"

The vines tied around the cow are like snakes, wrapping around it and restricting its movement.

The lava snake wrapped around its neck and burned its skin.

"But it's very safe. This is a '4X' level dark magic creature." Harry replied. He did a few more tests on the cow carcass to make sure that no curse remained, and then he crouched down and processed the materials.

Wait until Harry is gone.

"Nothing happened?" Maghu asked.

Harry is the first.

The strange feeling on the skin made the two-horned beast cry out in pain.

This is not love!

False, ugly, forged to deceive oneself.

Harry put a layer of golden Quen shield on himself, then took off his invisibility cloak, took out his sword, and rushed forward.

Harry rolled sideways and was prepared, but the curse would turn the corner, chase Harry, and hit the shield hard, causing a brilliant golden spark to fly.

They couldn't even enjoy this delicious meal. Before long, an old wolf looked up to the sky and howled in panic. The wolves immediately ran away with their tails between their legs, leaving behind scattered paw prints on the ground.

There were also half a dead cow.

They also smell the scent of love potions.

so…

During previous trips to the Forbidden Forest, Harry had often met these guys who claimed to be the protectors of the Forbidden Forest, but they never said hello - Hagrid said that centaurs hate humans extremely, even if they are tolerant to their cubs.

"It's a curfew now..."

Harry continued to wave his wand and made a few whizzing noises——

There were only two people sitting by the fireplace.

Bullying the professor, going out at night, breaking into the forbidden book area and the forbidden forest...

This hat stayed with Dumbledore for a long time and was also infected.

The blade of the sword is sharp and cuts off even the bones.

The Sorting Hat's voice weakened: "Maybe ten?"

"Professor, shouldn't you be giving me detention?" Harry asked.

Seeing the figure appear, the black magic on the horn immediately shot towards Harry——

"Frost and freezing cold!"

When water is splashed on it, it quickly solidifies into ice, further strengthening the binding effect.

Maybe an exception.

What's the reason for today?

What kind of dark wizard did you meet again?

The two-horned beast struggled hard and exclaimed in fear. Magic power began to gather on its horns, like a black mist, with a heavy and ominous aura.

The huge head rolled down, its horns stuck on the ground, and stopped next to the cow carcass.

"What do you think I'll do?" Harry asked, "Just rush up to the troll like that day?"

Wait until late at night.

This time it's confirmed.

"I know." Harry nodded, his tone calm.

It melted the fabric, penetrated effortlessly, and dripped onto the giant monster's leather armor. The already weak and tiny magic power could not penetrate the leather armor's defense, and disappeared completely with two hisses.

There are not many meals that suit the taste like this, not even in the castle outside the forest.

Harry told him this.

What was Harry's purpose in throwing himself into a trap so late?

Quietly.

"That's not Gryffindor at all," muttered the Sorting Hat, "you can deal with it head on."

"Wait, Minerva, Harry is provoking you!" shouted the Sorting Hat, "the bold little lion did this on purpose."

After a while, the door was opened.

Harry didn't give it a chance, raised his sword, and slashed at the neck, which was burned and scorched by the flames.

The Sorting Hat was still muttering about wizard glory and battle glory.

But she wasn't disgusted.

"I have Professor Snape's confinement every Thursday and Saturday." Harry suggested, "What do you think of every Wednesday and Friday?"

"Strengthened and exhausted!" Harry added another spell.

Harry's words made it difficult for her to react effectively.

The two-horned beast roared angrily, raised its hoof, and trampled the cow carcass to pieces.

There's something wrong with the taste in your mouth.

"I didn't expect you to use this method..." The Sorting Hat said in a complicated tone, a little sad.

Mag sighed in confusion.

"Then we'll see you tomorrow... no, tonight." Harry bowed slightly and said, "Professor McGonagall, good night and sweet dreams."

Harry nodded: "Nothing happened." At least nothing happened to him.

"Five points from Gryffindor." Professor McGonagall reluctantly whispered. The Sorting Hat reminded her of the strict standards of being a vice-principal, but she still let her speak.

Da da da--

A snort——

Of the four deans, three of them were killed by him. There is no way that one of them can be left unharmed.

There was nothing wrong with stuffing shit into Dumbledore's head to make him make the stupid decision of letting a first-year wizard face Voldemort.

She could already foresee that in half a year, she would be like Flitwick.

"Professor, Hogwarts may not be that safe." Harry said politely, "But it won't be like a sieve. Dark wizards will come in every three days."

When he arrived in front of Professor McGonagall's office, he took off his invisibility cloak and knocked on the door respectfully.

The clear sound of hoofbeats sounded from far to near, and a bloated, obese creature walked cautiously from the bushes. The target that Harry had been waiting for for a long time finally appeared.

"There are only those magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest."

"It should be no problem." Mag nodded hesitantly.

The moment the body came into contact with the horns, a huge, evil curse used up its last remaining vitality and erupted. Black mist filled the air, and the cow carcass quickly shriveled up, becoming filthy and fishy.
To be continued...