The Shopkeeper of All Worlds in the British Wizarding World

Chapter 284 Bomb-tailed Skrewt

After almost a year of running-in, the reading club is now developing very well. Under the guidance and organization of Ryan and Hermione, the reading club is developing in the direction they expect.

For example, at a book club, Ryan carefully explained the principle of the magic used to deal with the dragon, and pointed out that the principle of this magic was based on electromagnetic induction and was directly inspired by a Muggle sci-fi weapon (the electromagnetic cannon was a sci-fi weapon in 94). No one in the book club showed dissatisfaction after hearing this, and even when everyone left, several pure-blood wizards were still curiously asking various Muggle technology questions related to electromagnetics.

Hermione is the main instructor in the reading club, and she is very concerned about this position. On the one hand, she can use it to promote her own ideas, and on the other hand, she can find her own shortcomings through teaching others and improve her own level. Not to mention that this position can also provide her with some prestige.

At this time, Hermione was sitting in the library doing homework for the Ancient Rune class, her quill leaving beautiful letters on the parchment. Ryan was sitting opposite her, calculating the position and effect of a certain rune in magic.

December brought strong winds, rain and snow to Hogwarts, which made the ancient castle full of chill. Fortunately, this year, both the Beauxbatons carriage parked in the empty field and the Durmstrang galleon floating on the Black Lake looked much colder than the castle. With the other two schools as a comparison, many Hogwarts students felt that the chill in the castle was nothing.

However, the strong wind and sleet outside the window made the students who had to go outdoors to attend the Care of Magical Creatures class miss the hot fire and thick walls in the castle. After all, even the coldest corridor in the castle was more comfortable than being outside in the wind. But skipping class was definitely not an option, so Ryan had to bite the bullet and go to the playground below.

Recently, Hagrid has not devoted all his energy to teaching. During class, he needs to leave from time to time to fill the troughs in front of the Pegasus of Beauxbatons with their favorite single malt whiskey. The smell of alcohol wafted from the feed trough in the corner of the temporary stable, making the young wizards dizzy. According to a junior sister of Gryffindor, this level of alcohol costs about 20 pounds a bottle in the Muggle world, which shows that Beauxbatons is indeed rich.

However, the intoxicating smell of alcohol was not conducive to class, because in class everyone needed to be alert to take care of these terrible blasting-tailed skrewts. After several months of cannibalism, there were only ten blasting-tailed skrewts left at Hagrid's place. However, each of them was nearly six feet long. The blasting-tailed skrewts with thick gray protective layers and powerful legs that swung randomly were not peaceful creatures, especially since they had tails that kept exploding and spewing fire, and stingers and suckers that looked quite lethal.

"I'm not sure if they're hibernating," Hagrid said to the shivering classmates in the pumpkin patch. "We might as well give it a try and see if they want to sleep... We'll put them in these boxes..."

"Hagrid, are you kidding?" Ryan thought to himself that this blasting-tailed skrewt was more energetic than any student on the playground right now, and he didn't think there was any need for these things to hibernate. Especially when Hagrid took out a large box filled with thick blankets and pillows, Ryan felt even more absurd.

The box that could hold a six-foot-long blasting-tailed skrewt could also hold anyone on the field except Hagrid. Ryan felt that he needed to get into this box to keep warm more than those lively blasting-tailed skrewts in the cold wind.

Sure enough, the skrewts didn't need to hibernate, and especially didn't like being stuffed into a box with pillows and a lid. Soon, the skrewts became agitated and tried to blow up the box to get out.

"Fall unconscious." Ryan took out his wand and cast a Stunning Spell on the blasting-tailed skrewt in the box, finally making it quiet down. Later, with the help of Gryffindor students, Ryan and Hermione used Stunning Spell to knock out the other four blasting-tailed skrewts that were under the charge of Gryffindor students in this class.

The Slytherins were a step too late. By the time they reacted, three skrewts had successfully blown up the box and escaped. As a result, with Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle leading the way, the Slytherins saw that the situation was not good and fled directly from the back door into Hagrid's hut, locking themselves in.

"These purebloods in Slytherin are too..." Ryan was speechless at these Slytherins who ran away at the last minute. Where were the perfect magic tutors from pureblood families? This style of leaving the mess they made for others to clean up is really not noble.

Ryan was waving his wand while complaining about some of his past life's fan fiction. As he cast a spell, a pillar suddenly emerged from the ground and flipped a blasting-tailed skrewt over, exposing its poorly defended abdomen. Afterwards, everyone used a variety of spells to knock the blasting-tailed skrewt unconscious.

"That's why my family thinks the term pure-blood traitor is more honorable." Ron said as he cast a barrier spell on the blasting-tailed skrewt to stop it from moving forward. "Those Slytherins are the ones who tarnished the term pure-blood." "Don't hurt it." Hagrid said with a heartache when he saw the Gryffindors raining all kinds of spells on the last blasting-tailed skrewt.

"Students are much more important than these monsters. When will Hagrid realize this?" Harry said angrily as he watched Hagrid run to the half-dead skrewt and nag at it. If it weren't for the attack just now, he would have almost had his hair burned by the sparks from the skrewt.

Because the Blast-tailed Skrewts were now unconscious, after moving them back to the cellar, Hagrid used the textbook to explain to everyone the knowledge about the dragons that appeared in the first game of the Triwizard Tournament during the remaining half of the class.

It has to be said that Hagrid's knowledge of magical creatures is indeed worthy of his position as a professor, especially when it comes to those "cuties" that he is interested in. Hagrid knows much more than most wizards.

Even without any physical objects as reference, Hagrid's talk successfully attracted everyone in the remaining half of the class. Even the Slytherin students showed great interest in the content of this class.

As the get out of class was about to end, Rita Skeeter, wearing a thick magenta robe and a crocodile leather handbag hanging on her arm, appeared from nowhere.

"Who are you?" Hagrid asked directly when he saw him.

"My name is Rita Skeeter, and I'm a reporter for the Daily Prophet," Rita answered, looking at Hagrid with a smile on her face, her gold teeth glittering.

"It seems Dumbledore said that you are not allowed to enter the school again." Hagrid said with a slight frown.

Rita pretended not to hear this and said in a curious tone: "You just described the dragon very professionally. How did you master so much knowledge?"

Such questions really tickled Hagrid's sore spot, and he immediately forgot about Professor Dumbledore's ban on Rita Skeeter and started talking nonstop. Even when Ryan was leaving after class, he heard Hagrid and Rita Skeeter made an appointment to meet at the Three Broomsticks later this week for a long talk.

"I hope he doesn't tell anyone about his previous breeding of illegal creatures." Hermione said as they returned to the castle. "Even if it was normal, that woman would twist it into something sensational. It would be terrible if she knew what Hagrid had done before."

"Maybe we can use this opportunity to get rid of those blast-tailed skrewts." Ryan felt that this kind of thing could have a good side.

Tomorrow there will finally be a new world

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(End of this chapter)