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When doing something, being able to see its progress intuitively at any time makes it easy for people to persevere while gaining a sense of accomplishment.
At least that's what Rossi thinks.
After spending most of the class, she finally had enough experience points for Apparition.
When the progress reached 100%, Rossi immediately felt that the spell became more comfortable to use.
At the very least, the sounds made when apparating become much more normal.
Although it was still slightly louder than others, compared with the previous explosive noise, this was already an acceptable level for Tycross.
"Not bad! This way I finally have a little bit of the wizard's calmness."
He nodded gently, looking around the field with clear eyes for a week, with a satisfied smile on his face, "It seems that next week, we can prepare for another Apparition exam."
The Apparition exam is not taken together with the school's final exam, but is prepared separately by the Ministry of Magic's Transportation Department.
As long as Tycross feels that a group of students can pass the exam, he will go back to the Ministry of Magic to apply for registration and assess a group of students.
So I can get my driver's license next week?
Rossi suddenly felt a little funny at his own thoughts.
Indeed, the Apparition test easily reminded her of taking the driver's license test, especially since it cost twelve gold galleons to sign up for the class.
Rosie shook his head imperceptibly to get rid of all the thoughts in his mind, and concentrated again.
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At six o'clock in the afternoon, when the class ended, the gloomy sky had become as dark as night.
Because he couldn't meet himself at this time, Rosie, who returned to the castle, did not go to dinner with Claire, but walked to the kitchen on the first floor of the basement alone.
She planned to find some food here to replenish her hunger that had been halved.
By the light of the magic torches on the wall, Rosie followed the map and entered the fork in the road leading to the Hufflepuff common room.
Blocking the end of this fork in the road is a wooden door with a portrait of a fruit plate hanging on it.
And inside that wooden door is the kitchen directly below the Hogwarts Great Hall.
"Is this the real reason why Hufflepuff students are generally strong?"
Looking at the lounge, which was definitely no more than fifteen meters away from the kitchen, Rossi immediately had this thought in his mind.
Walking to the kitchen door, she raised her hand and gently scratched the pears in the fruit plate portrait a few times according to the method she had heard from the Hogwarts students before.
The next second, the pear giggled like a child who was tickled, and then, it seemed to be unable to help but duck to the side.
As soon as it was dodged, it just fell off the plate on which it was placed.
At the moment of falling, the pear, which was cast under a certain spell, floated up and changed its shape at the same time, turning into a green doorknob in the blink of an eye.
Rosie gently twisted the door handle, and the wooden door opened with a creak.
The first thing that caught his eye was not the hundreds of house elves busy working in the kitchen, but the tall figure standing in front of the pile of ingredients, stuffing meat into the box in his hand.
"Hagrid? Why are you here?"
Rossi looked at the sad-looking mixed-race giant in front of him and asked in slight surprise.
"Rosie?"
Hagrid, who was obviously in a bad mood, looked back at Rossi and said, "I'm getting some food for Buckbeak."
Buckbeak was the hippogriff that scratched Draco during the Care of Magical Creatures class. Rosie had heard from Harry and the others that it would be tried by the Ministry of Magic for this.
She remembered that in the original plot, although Buckbeak was sentenced to death, he was eventually let go by Harry and Hermione.
"Don't worry Hagrid, he'll be fine."
Rosie comforted her and walked slowly to Hagrid's side.
Um...does it have such a big appetite? ?
Looking at the lunch box in Hagrid's hand that was obviously filled with ingredients that had been cast by the Traceless Expansion Charm, Rossi couldn't help but be shocked:
"Can Buckbeak eat that much?"
"Shh!"
Hearing this, Hagrid's expression suddenly became tense. He glanced left and right, then whispered into Rosie's ear, "Can I trust you?"
"certainly."
Rossi nodded, "What's wrong?"
After looking at the filled lunch box, Hagrid picked up the lid from the side and closed it, then pulled Rosie to a corner.
"I met Lucius in Diagon Alley today. He had a grudge against Draco for being injured."
Speaking of this, the muscles on Hagrid's face twitched and twisted a little, "He told me that he had cleared all relations with the Committee for Disposal of Dangerous Animals, and Buckbeak would only be a dead end."
The Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Animals is a department under the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures of the Ministry of Magic, which is responsible for dealing with magical animals that threaten the safety of humans.
Rosie was not surprised by Hagrid's words, after all, it was no different from the result in her memory.
"With the power of the Malfoy family, maybe he can really do this."
Hagrid took a deep breath and calmed down and continued, "So I plan to let Buckbeak escape and flee to Dorset County in the southwest, where the famous magical zoologist Scamander lives. He will protect Buckbeak."
Is he talking about Newt Scamander?
Rossi muttered silently, then raised his eyes to look at Hagrid:
"Hagrid, is this possible? Dorset is not close to here. Are you sure it can escape there smoothly? And even if it escapes there, it may not be able to find Newt, right?"
After hearing Rossi's three questions, Hagrid suddenly froze in place. He thought he had come up with a brilliant idea before.
"Then I'll deliver it myself!"
Hagrid was silent for a few seconds before speaking again.
"Then there is a high probability that you and Buckbeak will be taken away by the Ministry of Magic..."
Rossi sighed helplessly, "Don't be so reckless, Hagrid."
Seeing that his mood instantly dropped and he leaned against the wall as weakly as a deflated rubber ball, Rossi was silent for two seconds and asked:
"Do you want Buckbeak to go to Newt for protection, or do you want Buckbeak to live?"
"I just hope it lives well and doesn't get killed because of my fault."
Hagrid thought it was all his fault, and if he hadn't started the class without adequate safety precautions, Buckbeak wouldn't have hurt Draco.
"I just hope it can live well..." Hagrid repeated with a choked voice.
In fact, you don’t have to do anything, it won’t die in the first place…
Just as this thought came to his mind, Rossi suddenly felt something in his heart: Since the outcome of the Quidditch match will be changed, how can Buckbeak's ending be guaranteed to be exactly the same as the original plot?
Thinking of this, her blue eyes met Hagrid's:
"Hagrid, do you believe me?"
(End of chapter)
