A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 590 Hagrid, you're a real beast!

In the first lesson, Professor Moody gave everyone a comprehensive demonstration of the Unforgivable Curse.

In 1717, the three major curses were designated as Unforgivable Curses by the Ministry of Magic, and they have been in existence for over two hundred years.

In the hearts of all wizards, they are a taboo existence, like a dark vortex that attracts everyone to explore and delve deeper.

Mysterious and frightening.

Therefore, many students were very excited, staring at Professor Moody with fascination. It was as if they were looking at a beautiful young woman, eagerly anticipating receiving his special training that evening.

At least William's roommates, Brad and Marcos, had this complex expression.

The thought that during the time loop, the two of them slept in the same bed for years... the special training was definitely fake; fencing was more likely the real reason.

Professor Moody is certainly very knowledgeable, but one thing cannot be denied: what he teaches is specifically for Auror training and is completely beyond the scope of what young wizards are taught.

At least the OWLs exam doesn't require it; only the Death Eater entrance exam and the Azkaban prison guide require it.

This is like your teacher giving you a long lecture before the college entrance exam next year, but the core message is just one thing:

You're all just test-takers; that won't work, it's useless.

Then, they take you to learn about space computers. In the end, you make money, but you also go bald, but it has nothing to do with exams or certificates.

Few students realize this yet; everyone is hopelessly addicted to the Unforgivable Curse.

It seems that as long as we learn how to deal with it, we can beat Voldemort and kick Tom tomorrow.

In a way, this year's fifth graders will definitely be badly let down by Moody's. Or rather, they'll be let down by the principal.

Just as unreliable as Moody was Hagrid; William listened to Hermione complaining during lunch.

"Those blast-tailed snails are small now, but once Hagrid figures out what they like to eat, they'll grow to six feet long in no time."

Hermione looked at William with expectant eyes and lowered her voice:

"The wisest thing to do is to nip them in the bud before they attack us."

You don't want to see yet another colony of eight-eyed giant spiders, do you?

William took a bite of the lamb chop. "Isn't the giant octopus spider good?"

Not only is it a treasure trove of resources, but its meat is also delicious and an important source of income for William and his men.

He didn't say this aloud, of course. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "You mean... I should sneak out in the middle of the night and kill those blasting snails?"

"Is that not allowed? I can go with you!"

Hermione's eyes flashed with determination, as if she wanted to nip the danger in the bud.

Her foresight was correct. The eight-eyed giant spider was tiny back then, but after fifty years of development, it has grown to a tremendous size.

"Let's stay in the Room of Requirement until midnight, then sneak out," Hermione suggested. "We won't be found out."

"But... is the Bombtail really that ugly? You used to think Luwei was good-looking," William said hesitantly.

He really didn't want to kill Hagrid's little darling unless absolutely necessary. Of course, the dragon Norbert was an exception.

"Ugly...uglier than the Little Black Robe." Hermione picked up William's cup, took a sip of red tea, and calmed herself down.

"And they're dangerous and disgusting... You've just never seen them. Once you did, you'd definitely want to kill them!"

"..."

"That won't work. If Hagrid can breed the first batch, he can breed the second batch too." William shook his head.

"To stop Hagrid, we need to kill the Sphinx and the Fire Crab first. The Blasttail is a hybrid of them."

"The Sphinx is so dangerous, Hagrid must have hidden it in the Forbidden Forest," Hermione whispered in William's ear.

"Fire Kiss definitely knows where it is. Let's go ask her."

"..." Hermione had already considered this?

In fact, after knowing Hermione for so many years, William has discovered one thing: she is always right.

During Friday's magical creature protection class, when William first saw the Bombtail, he immediately experienced physical and psychological discomfort, just as Hermione had predicted.

Just moments before, Qiu had been enthusiastically discussing the deliciousness of boiled sea snails with him, but now she covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Disgusting!"

Eloise screamed, jumped back a few steps, and immediately moved away from the blasting snails.

Those fried-tailed snails have a unique appearance, resembling deformed, shelled lobsters. They are white-gray, slimy, and look quite terrifying.

Many feet are sticking out haphazardly, and you can't see the head.

The conch shells were all kept in boxes, with about a hundred in each box. They were about eight inches long and were crawling around on top of each other.

They slumped against the box wall, emitting a very strong smell of rotten fish and shrimp.

William restrained himself from taking the wand and burning them all to ashes.

Is this what Hagrid meant by "cute, can I pet him?"

William has really lowered his standards, using the looks of Lou Williams and the Octopod to sketch and imagine the Blast-tailed Snail.

But these ugly things in front of me... are completely pushing the wizard's physical limits.

No wonder Hagrid looked down on Mrs. Maxim and seemed unwilling to get to know her when William mentioned her.

Hagrid's aesthetic sense is different from that of normal people; he can't appreciate a beauty like Maxim.

"They've been hatching for a few days now. Look at these little cuties, how fast they're growing!" Hagrid said with pride.

"You can raise them yourselves! Enjoy the joy of parenthood."

Everyone looked disgusted, especially the girls.

William often cuts off Boba's snacks in order to help it lose weight. So Boba goes around acting cute in front of the female students.

The girls all knew William's cat, so they would stroke Bobocha's head and say it was its mother, while William was its father.

But Boba Tea was clearly different from the Fried Tail Snail. They all glared at Hagrid, ready to pounce on him.

Who would want such an ugly child!

It seems that even virtual pet ownership depends on the pet's appearance.

"We'll just feed them today, and you should try feeding them a few different things," Hagrid said.

"The third-grade students have figured out that they don't like ant eggs and frog livers... Let's try something different this time..."

But the students were all scrambling for the ant eggs and frog livers, seemingly preparing to starve the fried snails.

William searched for a long time but couldn't find the mouth of the tadpole.

It was eventually discovered that they ate and excreted in the same place.

Inside the wooden box, you could hardly see any of the snail's droppings.

As soon as one slug "spits out" its poop, a group of slugs rush over and frantically grab the poop to eat.

They were screaming and fighting each other, seemingly fighting over something delicious.

Ya Ya watched anxiously from the side, barking softly, as if she wanted to try the salty taste too.

William immediately thought of capybaras.

Capybara feces are particularly delicious and nutritious, and many animals like to eat them.

Furthermore, capybara feces are very high in protein, with crude protein accounting for about 15%.

Slightly lower than beef.

Most importantly, food becomes even more delicious after being slightly fermented in the stomach.

Therefore, some jaguars don't eat capybaras, but instead wait to eat their feces.

After all, there's a difference between being full at one meal and being full at every other meal.

Surprisingly, the feces of the fried snail are edible.

It looks like it's eating, but it's actually cooking.

Not only can the fried snail be used in cooking, but it also has a variety of attack methods.

Every now and then, the tail would shoot out some sparks, and then with a soft popping sound, the blasting snail would advance a few inches.

William seemed to see the birth of a perpetual motion machine.

The tail of the blasting snail explodes, propelling its body forward. Feed it when it's hungry; it'll just eat and vomit, then eat again.

However, it was also dangerous. After more than ten minutes, McLagan suddenly screamed in pain.

"Its tail exploded and hurt me!"

McLagan said angrily, "Show Hagrid the burn on his hand."

"You went to steal its poop, of course you'd get attacked!" Hagrid shouted. "Don't eat that poop! It's not a chocolate frog!"

McClargan's face flushed red. "I didn't eat it, I just wanted to pick it up and take a look!"

But nobody believed him.

William, carrying the task assigned by Hermione, approached Hagrid and asked in a low voice.

"Hagrid, where did you put the Sphinx?"

"Resting in a cave in the Forbidden Forest," Hagrid said with a smile, stroking his unkempt beard.

"Ellie has been working so hard lately. It took me sixty fire crabs to get her pregnant... seven babies in one mother... It was so tough."

"..."

Sixty fire crabs and one human-headed, lion-bodied, scorpion-tailed beast?

Hagrid, you're such a beast!

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