Hogwarts: A little lion in the skin of the Eagle School

next morning.

John got up very early.

I had arranged to visit Hagrid's cottage with Hermione today.

Ignoring Ryan and Ethan, who were still sleeping in, he went to the Great Hall alone.

When he arrived, he found that Titus was already eating breakfast.

He had assumed that a chubby little guy like Titus would love to sleep in.

Good morning, Titus.

"John, did you meet Hermione so early today?"

Titus saw John and asked him a question in surprise.

John had already told his friends about today's itinerary, and they were free to have fun on their own.

That's how Titus learned about John and Hermione's appointment.

"Hmm, what about you? Why are you up so early?"

John sat down in the badger yard and ate breakfast with Titus.

"Of course I'm here for breakfast. I'll go back and catch up on my sleep afterward."

"..."

John was speechless upon hearing Titus's reply.

They really can't miss a single meal.

"Good morning, John, and your friend, I think his name is Titus, right?"

At that moment, Hermione appeared beside them and greeted them.

"Good morning, Hermione," John replied calmly.

"Yes, my name is Titus, hello senior."

Titus, as if meeting a leader, immediately greeted him formally.

Hermione smiled and sat down next to John.

"Let's eat together, and then we'll go to Professor Hagrid's place."

John pushed the plate in front of Hermione and said.

Hermione did not refuse.

Titus, watching the two talking, became even more certain of his guess.

These two are having an affair.

Titus suddenly had an idea.

"John, last time I saw you coming back from outside the castle late at night with Luna, what were you doing?"

Upon hearing Titus's question, Hermione, who had been smiling, froze.

Why are you suddenly asking this? Didn't I mention it to you before?

John asked, somewhat puzzled.

Hearing John's words, Hermione's face froze again. They really had stayed outside until late at night before coming back?

One night a month ago, John did go out with Luna and didn't return until very late.

But I had important business to attend to.

"It was Luna who told me that the moonflowers near the Forbidden Forest would glow on the night of the full moon."

"If you pick them now, their magic will be twice as strong as usual, so let me help you collect them."

"You know what, the glowing flowers shimmering along the edge of the dark Forbidden Forest are actually quite beautiful."

John spoke slowly, recalling the events of that day.

He even brought back a glowing moonflower back then, didn't Titus know that?

Hermione's expression softened slightly after hearing John's words, and she clearly breathed a sigh of relief.

"How many flowers can you pick to last all night?"

Titus's next sentence made Hermione's heart leap into her throat again.

"Of course, it was pitch black back then."

"Sister Luna said we can't use the Light Charm, because light pollution will prevent Moonflower from absorbing moonlight properly."

"We're moving forward in the dark, and we have to wait until the moonflower has absorbed enough moonlight before we can pick it."

"That's why you were up so late. Wait, why are you being so sarcastic?"

John looked at Titus, puzzled, feeling that there was something strange about what he had said.

Hearing John's explanation, Hermione breathed a sigh of relief once again.

She didn't know why, but hearing John spending time alone with other girls at night made her feel uneasy.

"Oh, it's nothing. I just suddenly remembered it, I was just curious."

Titus nodded as if he suddenly understood, and didn't ask any more questions.

John was a little confused.

Titus had already observed Hermione's reaction.

Sure enough, Hermione had feelings for John, though it wasn't obvious yet.

I don't know what John meant to her.

......

John and Hermione quickly finished breakfast, said goodbye to Titus, and headed to Hagrid's hut together.

For some reason, Hermione became somewhat quiet and reserved on the way.

She looks like she has something on her mind.

Although John found it strange, he wisely refrained from asking further questions.

Don't pry into a girl's secrets.

Fortunately, they soon arrived outside Hagrid's hut and saw him fiddling with his giant pumpkin in the yard.

Most importantly, a magical creature that John had never seen before appeared in the pumpkin patch.

At first glance, it looks a lot like the legendary griffin.

But it doesn't look as powerful as a griffin; instead, it kneels on the ground like a horse.

Moreover, it was wearing a shackle around its neck and was locked to an iron post, looking listless.

It's not hard to guess that it should be the hippogriff, Buckbeak.

However, upon noticing John and Hermione's arrival, it immediately raised its head and looked directly at them.

Hagrid noticed Buckbeak's reaction and, following Buckbeak's gaze, turned around to see Hermione and John walking side by side.

"Good morning, children."

When Hagrid saw them, a smile appeared on his previously tired face.

"Hagrid, Buckbeak it..."

Hermione noticed Hagrid's reluctance and spoke up with some concern.

"It's alright, Hermione. Dumbledore has bought it some more opportunities. We still have time."

Hagrid waved his hand, indicating to Hermione that she didn't need to worry too much, but Buckbeak was in a bad mood after being locked up.

Just as the two were talking, John curiously moved closer to Buckbeak.

He knew the correct way to approach the winged beasts.

First, look directly into its eyes, then bow to it.

If it returns the gesture, then you can continue to approach and pet it.

John bowed slowly to Buckbeak, his movements serious and precise.

Buckbeak looked at John with his golden eyes, tilted his head slightly, and then slowly lowered his head in return.

Seeing this, John smiled and slowly approached Buckbeak, gently stroking its neck.

Buckbeak's feathers feel rough and tough to the touch, not as soft as one might imagine.

That's true, it is a ferocious beast after all, the kind that can even fight werewolves one-on-one, so of course it's not that weak.

"Oh my God, John, when did you get there?"

"What if Buckbeak hurts you?"

At this moment, Hagrid finally noticed John's actions and exclaimed in surprise.

"Professor Hagrid, don't you trust it either?"

"I just wanted to confirm my guess, and sure enough, Buckbeak is a docile animal."

"If you approach it in the right way, it won't be aggressive at all."

Hearing Hagrid's words, John chuckled as he stroked Buckbeak.

Hagrid was also speechless for a moment, clearly having been swayed by those sharp voices recently and lost his judgment of Buckbeak.

I started to worry whether Buckbeak would actually hurt someone.

Or rather, they were worried that Buckbeak might cause another incident, making it impossible for him to overturn the verdict.

I felt guilty, but also touched.

Buckbeak has a bad reputation, being described as dangerous, irritable, and unruly.

But John proved its gentleness through its actions.