Just like Rolf's suitcase, Keltebourne, who is still serving as the professor of Care of Magical Creatures at Hogwarts, does have a magical prop, but it is not in the style of a suitcase, but a super retro-looking A large leather handbag that looks tacky.
Although it is not made of dragon skin, after decades, the leather that still feels delicate and soft is obviously not ordinary. If it is an ordinary material, even if the space is expanded with a traceless stretch spell, it will never be able to withstand the torment inside. movement.
You can't expect that a small cloth bag can really hold a grumpy fire dragon after casting a traceless stretching spell, right? If the dragon moves casually, the rag bag will be torn to pieces in an instant. Under normal circumstances, no The space expanded by the Mark Stretching Spell will not be filled with living creatures that can jump, unless the materials pass the test and can withstand the construction.
The interior space of the handbag Harry borrowed was larger than that of his dragonskin backpack. It was almost twice the size of Harry's dormitory and was enough to accommodate four or five Thestrals. Early the next morning, Harry rushed to the sea. Next to Hagrid's hut, after having a simple but calorie-heavy breakfast, he and Hagrid came to the edge of the Forbidden Forest.
There was a makeshift fence there, a bovine creature with only a skeleton left was hung on a wooden stake, and about ten Thestrals were lying comfortably on the straw pile on the ground.
After hearing the footsteps of someone approaching, the Thestrals stood up one after another and walked out of the unlocked gate of the fence.
As a pony loved by Hagrid, Yeqi also likes Hagrid very much. Without him, Yeqi would not have the current population of more than a hundred animals. This is all due to Hagrid.
"You are so obedient, little darling."
Hagrid stretched out his hand and rubbed the Thestral's bald head. The little guys came up a little clingily and gathered around Hagrid.
"Wu Wu." Hagrid patted the Thestral which seemed to be the largest. It was the first Thestral born in the forest, and it was also Hagrid's favorite. "You pick four little guys to come with you. Come on, let’s go find the werewolf.”
The Thestral Wuwu, who could fully understand Hagrid's words, rubbed Hagrid's palm, then turned his head and glanced around with his white eyes. He didn't see it making any sound, and four other Thestrals left with him. The team walked to the other side.
"Go and stay in Harry's bag for a while. We can come out when we get there."
Harry opened the pocket of the handbag. The small hole, which could only allow the Thestrals to stick their heads in, miraculously allowed five Thestrals to fit in easily. Harry peeked inside and saw that the Thestrals were inside. Yeqi was lying lazily on the ground at the moment, inside a piece of slightly moist lawn.
"Hagrid, shall we set off then?" Harry glanced at Hagrid beside him and asked him.
"Come on, let's go. If we get it done quickly, maybe we can come back for lunch."
"Can it be so fast?"
"Don't underestimate the Thestrals, Harry, they are a very powerful group of cuties."
Harry called Fawkes' name, and just after he finished speaking, a ball of flame suddenly appeared above their heads. The warm temperature did not burn them, but drove away the chill of the morning.
The phoenix with golden and red feathers flapped its wings lightly and landed on Harry's shoulder. It looked at Harry curiously, and then jumped onto Hagrid's shoulder. Its powerful claws clasped Hagrid's leather jacket tightly. , its slender tail feathers drooped, and waved in front of Harry, as if signaling Harry to grab its tail.
The phoenix's tail feathers felt unusually smooth and tough, and a body-warming heat flowed from Harry's palms to his body. Fawkes let out a loud chirp, igniting a raging and boiling fire, burning one large and one small child. The two figures were instantly enveloped, and the flames disappeared in an instant while rotating, leaving only a group of Thestrals curiously looking at the place where they disappeared.
The rapidly rotating whirlpool of flames made Harry feel dizzy. The temperature of the fire that enveloped him had risen a lot. It might have been a few seconds, or it might have been half a minute. After a thin layer of sweat formed on his forehead due to the heat, , the rotating flames suddenly disappeared, and a strange forest broke into Harry's eyes.
Fox crossed an unknown distance and sent him and Hagrid to the Cairngorm Mountains. Such a far distance was beyond the reach of Apparition. Perhaps the Portkey could do it, but Apparition was more suitable for short-distance movement. , moving too far will put a great burden on the wizard and increase the possibility of split syndrome.
After bringing Hagrid and Harry, both of whom were not small, here from Hogwarts, Fawkes was also a little tired. He called softly, then flapped his wings and took off, landing on a On a tall tree.
"Thank you, Fox!"
Harry waved to the beautiful phoenix, then opened his handbag, and five thestrals walked out one after another, their wings flashing and their bodies stretched.
"Go on, little darling, go smell the smell of blood and find the werewolf."
Hagrid touched Wu Wu's head, and the Thestrals nodded obediently.
"Harry, you can ride Wu Wu around and have a look. I'll look under the forest and shoot red sparks if I find anything."
Hagrid took out his little pink umbrella. "Although I haven't used magic for a long time, I still remember how to use it."
"Okay Hagrid, I will let you know immediately if I find anything."
Harry rolled onto Wuwu's back. Although it was the strongest among the Thestrals, that was because of its big frame. Wuwu was still skinny and made it a little awkward to sit up, but it didn't matter, Harry's Thick meat.
The moment they spread their wings, the Thestrals rose into the air. After adjusting to a suitable height, they spread their wings and glided over the forest, spreading out and looking for their respective targets.
In the Cairngorms lies England's second highest peak, Ben Macdui. The area here is extremely huge. The Cairngorms National Nature Reserve alone covers an area of 259 square kilometers. The werewolf obviously does not It will appear in places where Muggles hang out. Although Fenrir also likes human flesh and blood when he is not in werewolf form, he does not like Muggles. In his eyes, even the meat of Muggles without magic smells smelly. He The targets of the attacks were almost always wizards.
Harry's eyesight was excellent, at least much better than that of the Thestrals under him. The Thestrals' eyesight was not bad, and they even regarded the night as day, but compared to them, who were extremely psychic and could smell life and death. They really don't rely much on vision.
Wuwu was responsible for taking Harry to the location where the smell of blood appeared, and then Harry determined whether there were traces of werewolves. After all, Thestrals could only smell the smell of blood, and in this forest, there were always hunting signs. death.
This is not an area rich in magic power, but it is still a paradise for animals. In nature, there is never a lack of hunting and death.
"It would be nice to have a druid."
After a whole day of searching, Harry got off Wuwu's back a little tiredly. Hagrid also misjudged the complicated situation at this time. The situation in the Forbidden Forest was different from the forest outside. The top prey in the Forbidden Forest They all have their own fixed territories and hunting ranges. Order is the main theme of the Forbidden Forest, and outside.
In an ordinary forest where novice chickens peck each other, the situation is ten times more complicated than in the Forbidden Forest.
Hagrid found nothing, and Harry could not find any clues. The Thestrals also confirmed thousands of places where bloody deaths occurred. They found some coyotes living in the forest, but they did not find any traces related to werewolves. .
For a moment, the mission to find the werewolf was in trouble. Harry and Hagrid sat in front of the burning bonfire, turning over the barbecue in silence.
"Do we really have to wait until the full moon night?"
Harry took a vicious bite of the sizzling and oily roasted wild boar ribs, and there was some frustration in his words.
"If you want to catch prey, don't be impatient, Harry."
Hagrid stuffed a whole roasted pig leg into his mouth and chewed the bones together, making a crunching sound. "If I go back a few days later, I'll just go out and relax."
"You're right, Hagrid, I'm impatient."
There were a few faint wolf howls in the moonlit night, but tonight was not a full moon, so this was not the sound of a werewolf howling.
(End of chapter)
