Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 202.200. May I ride you?

"When facing a hippogriff, never do anything they dislike, and especially do not provoke them."

Hagrid led by example: "The first thing is to bow, like I do."

"If they return the greeting, you can ride on. If they don't, we should stay far away, as it means they might be in heat or have a bad temper."

It has to be said that Hagrid is really good at dealing with magical creatures. No matter how powerful the magical creature is, he can get along with it smoothly.

It's probably because, like Dudley, he has a very strong sense of "reason".

"Who wants to be the first to try?"

Hagrid pointed to the hippogriffs and asked the other young wizards.

Seeing the powerful wings and half-foot-long claws, all the young wizards took a step back in unison, including Malfoy, Neville, and Harry.

If everyone moves backward and one person remains still, then that person has essentially taken a step forward.

"Great job, Dudley, you're very brave. Come on up and give it a try."

Dali:

Since I've been singled out, I might as well give it a try. After looking around, I chose a black-feathered harpy-headed winged beast.

It was the strongest-looking of the twelve.

If he were to choose just any one, Dali was worried that he would flatten it by sitting on it.

None of the unicorns in that herd could have supported his weight.

"This hippogriff is called PicPic."

Hagrid patted the other person's body, then stepped aside. Seeing Dudley swaggering up, he quickly reminded him.

"The first thing is to bow, remember? Just like I did just now."

Before Hagrid could finish speaking, he heard a series of strange sounds coming from Dudley's mouth.

Then he walked straight toward "PikePike" again.

"Dali, don't get any closer to them, it'll be dangerous."

Hagrid was startled upon seeing this and quickly shouted, "Bow! Bow quickly!"

It would be terrible if a young wizard were attacked in the very first lesson.

"May I ride you?"

Dali stared intently at "PikePike".

"The hippogriff is a creature with a very strong sense of pride; without bowing, it..."

Hagrid had already dashed off, shouting as he ran.

He didn't understand why Dudley wouldn't bow.

However, before Hagrid could finish speaking, he saw a scene that almost made his eyes pop out of their sockets. Facing Dudley, the 'PikePike' slowly bent down.

"this"

Hagrid stopped in his tracks. Knowing very well the winged nature of hippogriffs, he knew that this meant "PikePike" had agreed to Dudley riding on its back.

But how could that be? He hasn't bowed yet!

"Don't worry, Professor Hagrid, I know a little bit of the language of hippogriffs."

Dudley explained, making a small gesture, and then straddled 'PikePike's' body.

Pickpick felt a surge of force, his limbs bent slightly, but he still managed to stand up.

As a descendant of griffins, its carrying capacity is much stronger than that of unicorns.

Dudley sighed.

Hermione, one of Dudley's closest confidantes, recalled the strange tone Dudley had just uttered, which seemed similar to the cry of a hippogriff. Realizing something, she blurted out, "Hippogriff's voice?"

A gasp of amazement immediately rose from the group of young wizards.

"As expected of Mr. Dursley, he even knows such an obscure language."

After taking a few steps forward with Dudley on his back, Pikpik stopped and wouldn't move an inch no matter how much Hagrid called out to him.

"Why isn't it flying?" Hagrid scratched his head in confusion.

Why not fly?

It's too heavy. It can't fly.

Sitting on Pikpik, Dali could clearly feel its limbs trembling.

It was already the limit for Dudley to walk a few steps.

If the hippogriff hadn't been such a proud creature, it would have been lying on the ground long ago.

unfortunately

Dali got off Pike with a slight sense of regret.

He was worried that if he sat down any longer, he would break the other person's legs.

They also said they wanted to experience the joy of flying.

In the end, I could only ride a dragon.

Far away in the Forbidden Forest, the "Charizard Dragon," which had grown to be almost indistinguishable from an adult fire dragon, suddenly felt a chill for no reason. It snorted, and a small wisp of flame came out of its nostrils.

"Mr. Dursley has set a good example and made a good start. Is there anyone else who wants to ride these little guys?"

Only Hagrid has the right to call the hippogriff "little guy".

He also wanted to ride a hippogriff, but he and Dudley faced the same problem: no magical creature could support their weight.

Perhaps the basilisk could?

The young wizards didn't see anything fun in riding hippogriffs, so they looked at each other, none of them willing to be the second to get on.

Seeing that no one was coming forward, Hagrid had no choice but to call on names again.

"Harry, you give it a try."

"Let's take this little guy. His name is Buckbeak."

It chose the most docile and least aggressive horse.

Dali's behavior just now really frightened him.

Trust me, you'll love this feeling!

Harry followed Hagrid's instructions and successfully rode Buckbeak into the sky.

Indeed, as Hagrid said, he would love the feeling.

Who would refuse to ride a winged creature with the head of a hippogriff into the sky?

The little wizards below stood on the ground, watching him ascend to the sky with envy.

With Harry setting such a good example, everyone's enthusiasm was fully mobilized, and they eagerly began to bow to the hippogriff.

This confused many hippogriffs, who bowed to one response at a time, and then to another.

Seeing the young wizards ascend to the heavens one after another, Dudley made it clear that he had absolutely no envy.

He took three steps in two and walked to Hagrid's side, asking softly.

"Professor Hagrid, how are those carnivorous slugs doing?"

Upon hearing the name Professor Hagrid, a rare blush appeared on his rough, large face.

Hagrid was shy.

"not bad"

Hagrid said in a deep, muffled voice.

The Magic Snail hybridization project is progressing smoothly, and these carnivorous slugs are currently being raised in Hagrid's backyard.

"A batch of carnivorous slugs has already started laying eggs. I don't know when they will hatch, but it shouldn't be long."

"Thank you very much, Professor Hagrid."

"Please, please don't say that. I should be thanking you. If you hadn't recommended me to Dumbledore, I wouldn't have become a professor of the Magical Creatures Protection class."

Yes, it was Dudley who recommended Hagrid to be the professor of the Fantastic Beasts Protection class.

"That's because you're very talented."

While Hagrid may lack theoretical knowledge from books, his practical knowledge is absolutely abundant, making him more than qualified to be a professor of magical creature conservation.

"By the way, Professor Hagrid, I really like Pixpix. Can I feed it often?"

"Of course, I think it likes you a lot too."

Hagrid was so bewildered by Dudley's few words about the professor that he subconsciously agreed.

He didn't know what this meant.

Dali smiled with satisfaction upon hearing this.

In the near future, there will be another member on the red and white ball around the waist.

The words "Trainable" were prominently displayed on Pikpik's head.

(End of this chapter)