Aini lifted the blanket covering her body and stroked Shay's enlarging belly. A little life was growing happily.
The adult unicorn's hair is not as fluffy as Tom's, but it has a mesmerizing smoothness. Aini said that he could do it here all day if nothing happened.
Unfortunately, today was not a day off. He reluctantly packed his belongings. Without Lulu's surveillance, Aini had no confidence in Dumbledore's magic detection.
It's not that I doubt the old wizard's strength, but judging from the curse in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Voldemort obviously used his Slytherin bloodline to steal some of his ancestor's permissions. It's hard to say that this broken man didn't have a way to bypass Dumbledore. .
For this reason, he had to sleep with a group of unicorns every night. To be honest, it felt great to sleep with a group of big horses in Scotland where winter had already entered!
Aini could feel the natural breath nourishing him all the time, and his extraordinary physique made the cold not uncomfortable. With the sky on the ground, he looked at the twinkling stars above, and the big guys surrounding him spontaneously came to shield him from the cold wind. It made his body and mind extremely warm, letting him breathe freely in this ancient woodland.
However, I couldn't see the stars yesterday. The wind and snow in the sky howled for half the night, and Ani had to deform the surrounding trees to cover up the place.
After clearing away the snow on the dome, Ani dispelled the effect of the spell and used Apparition to return to his cabin. After spending a night wandering in the Forbidden Forest, proper cleaning was necessary.
After leaving the hut, I saw someone playing in front of the castle gate in the distance. When I got closer, Aini couldn't help but laugh.
It has to be said that Quirrell may not be considered a human being now, but the Weasley twins are real dogs.
The two blocked the direction of the door and chased Quirrell around. The enchanted Snowball kept charging at the back of the head that had been transformed into an inn. It was not very harmful, but extremely insulting.
Perhaps in the original world, Lao Fu was still regretting not killing all these two unlucky children when he died.
"Professor Scamander, Professor Scamander." Seeing Ani coming, Quirrell stopped pretending to stutter and ran over as if he saw a savior. If no one came to save him, Voldemort would explode on him again. Okay.
Why do you say "again"? Quirrell paused for a moment, seeming to see the evil smile of a certain cat, and feeling vaguely uneasy about asking Aini for help.
"Haha, here I come."
Quirrell watched as dozens of human-sized snowballs gradually took shape in front of Aini. Did this guy regard his call for help as an invitation?
This is not a snowball fight, this is bullying!
Do I still have to shout for help? My Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is shameless!
"Bang!"
The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor has been hit hard in the face, and Snowball is in the face, so I just ask you if I can give you the black wool.
So Quirrell, who thought he had a savior, found that there were more than three times as many snowballs flying towards him. Although some of the snowballs flew towards Fred and George, most of them belonged to him.
"What are you doing?" Professor McGonagall walked out of the castle.
The dark green wizard's robe is dotted with dense silver patterns, and he wears a black woolen women's pointed hat on his head. The whole person looks extremely capable. Completely different from the usual plain attire.
At this time every year, Professor McGonagall will discuss with the school board the half-year share, including but not limited to potions, herbal medicines, various new crafts, etc. This will bring a large amount of Galleons to the school to maintain it. operation.
After breakfast today, Professor McGonagall discovered that Dumbledore had left the school again. As the vice-principal, she did not have the authority to connect the school's fireplace to the Floo Network——
When Dumbledore was in school, McGonagall was able to borrow some of the principal's authority with his authorization, but when Dumbledore was not in the castle, some of the authority would be locked, such as inside and outside transportation.
Therefore, she had no choice but to leave the confines of the castle and apparate to her destination.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out of the castle gate, he saw Quirrell dodging in all directions under Snowball's attack, looking extremely embarrassed.
The twins were beaten for a while, and they were finished. Professor McGonagall would never spare them. As expected, it was just a temporary relief, and it was cool to have fun afterward.
But then the clouds cleared up in their hearts.
"Minerva, Quilinas invited me to have a snowball fight. Do you want to come and play with us? Two of us will fight three of them." Aini acted cheerfully, but that was also the case.
Quirrell & the Dark Lord don't feel too comfortable.
Give one to Quirrell, and one to the Dark Lord; give one to the Dark Lord, and give one to Quirrell. It's literally double the joy.
Mag naturally wouldn't get involved, seeing that they were just having fun and went off to do things.
Unfortunately, Quirrell fell into great disappointment again. He felt that his master could hardly bear to kill these three brats.
However, under the temptation of the Sorcerer's Stone, Voldemort still endured it and simply fell into a short sleep, leaving Quirrell to burst into puffs of snow mist from time to time.
Although the twins' snowballs were just insulting, the ones Ani threw at them really hurt.
Fortunately, after Voldemort fell asleep, Ani quickly lost interest in Quirrell, said hello to him, and led the twins to eat.
The whole "snowball fight" didn't last long, but it was witnessed by many students. But instead of gaining sympathy, Quirrell received no sympathy. Due to his submissive and stuttering image, his scripted lectures, and most importantly, the biochemical weapons he released all the time, the twins instead became the heroes of the students against the stinky devil.
Especially since they haven't been punished in any way - not even a point deduction.
For a time, those children in all grades and colleges who liked to make mischief were greatly encouraged, and every Defense Against the Dark Arts class became Quirrell's public execution ground.
There are always some little wizards who find some way to ask tricky questions in Quirrell's stuttering narration.
When there was nothing to talk about, they would ask about the origin of Quirrell's turban.
Because whenever this question is asked, Quirrell will tirelessly tell the story: He helped a prince in Africa get rid of the entanglement of resurrected zombies, and in return the prince gave him this turban.
When everyone asked for details, Quirrell would stutter and awkwardly change the topic. Every time, what awaited him was the roar of laughter.
Even Voldemort had some doubts about his original decision. Did Dumbledore really reject his application for the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for his own good? The environment in which the professors of this course are taught is simply too dangerous. What were you thinking at the time? Lao Fu, who regarded his soul as a cake, had no impression at all.
Two unlucky guys who share the same body feel that every class is a great adventure.
The great thing about this adventure is that the greater Dark Lord is likely to be exposed because of these naughty children. He would rather return to Albania to survive than let Avada eat these big melons.
Quirrell said it was too difficult for him.
The Christmas holidays are approaching, and the Great Hall of Hogwarts is changing little by little. Hagrid wiped his face vigorously, which was covered with snow particles by the cold wind, and walked towards the auditorium dragging a fir tree.
"Hey Hagrid, can you help me?"
Hagrid turned around, and a big red-haired head poked into the dense branches, "No need-"
"Shrink quickly!" Hagrid just spoke, and heard the little witch chanting a spell. The light of magic enveloped the entire cedar tree.
Then the light went out and the giant fir tree remained unchanged.
This is very embarrassing.
"Thank you, Ron and Hermione." Hagrid said his thanks and laughed.
"This cedar tree has abundant magic power and is a good material for making wands. It is difficult for ordinary spells to work on it."
"Staff making? I think Mr. Ollivander will like it." Hermione muttered, feeling a little embarrassed.
"That's right, most of the wand materials produced at Hogwarts will be sold to Ollivander's Wand Shop." Malfoy followed up and interrupted to explain somewhat flatteringly.
Although they were all first-year Transfiguration Assistants, Hermione was obviously the leader among the four. Most of the questions they couldn't answer well would be asked by Hermione. When Hermione couldn't answer them either, they would ask Aini.
In fact, these problems rarely occurred. There was no time wasted on Nick Flamel. The little witch's homework was more solid. She had already read half of the textbooks for senior grades.
The long-term contact improved the relationship between the two, and Hermione also discovered that this bratty kid was not that annoying after all.
Malfoy comforted himself by saying that he bowed his head temporarily just to seize more power so that he would not lose to these Muggle-born children. But gradually, this excuse can hardly fool even myself.
"Hmph."×2
Malfoy and Ron looked at each other and were disgusted with each other, but they didn't start fighting each other like before.
On the other hand, Crabbe and Goyle stared at Ron fiercely, with a sense of humiliating him to death. It has to be said that under Aini's guidance, after curbing some of the bad habits caused by pampering, Malfoy, as the heir of an ancient family, also began to show some extraordinary ways of doing things.
Crabbe and Goyle originally just followed the orders of their family and followed the heir of the Malfoy family, but now they have gradually come to identify with him as the "boss".
"Hagrid, let's leave first. The students behind are all blocked."
After Hermione spoke, several people followed Hagrid towards the auditorium. Bill and Ernie were accompanying their supervisor to arrange Christmas decorations. When Hagrid walked in, the two of them were discussing the ribbons composed of holly and mistletoe. Cast a spell on it, so that when someone walks by, a little bit of colorful light will fall down.
Bill had a new earring, which seemed to be a gift from a certain fan girl. It seemed that after returning to Hogwarts, he was likely to end his single life early. In that case, I wonder if he and Fleur would still be attracted to each other.
Is it because the mistress succeeded in taking over, or is it a fierce battle? Aini's thoughts were racing around, and the strange look in Bill's eyes gave Bill a chill, and he quietly distanced himself a little away from him.
