Chapter 302 Buckbeak, the bloodline suppression of magical animals

Everyone took a step back, and some even squatted behind the stone, as if no one wanted to say hello to Buckbeak.

After all, Hagrid had said, 'Your life may be at stake', and they were just a group of students, and their current psychological quality did not support them to risk their lives.

Aaron also chose to follow the crowd. He was confident that he could tame Buckbeak, but he did not want to be in the limelight.

"Good job, Harry, good job." Hagrid said with relief. If no one set an example in his first class, he really didn't know what to do.

Harry Potter, who had reacted, looked back and found that everyone had retreated, and only he was still standing there stupidly. No wonder he was called out by Hagrid.

Harry secretly groaned, but still gritted his teeth and climbed over the fence of the paddock.

"Now you have to respect it, it's polite.

Walk up, bow to it, and wait to see if it returns the greeting." Hagrid patiently explained the key points of communicating with the hippogriff, "You can touch it only if it returns the greeting, otherwise, wait a while."

Harry bowed nervously, but Buckbeak did not return the greeting. Instead, he spread his wings and cried arrogantly, which made his heart instantly rise to his throat.

"Back off, Harry, back off." Hagrid waved his arm worriedly, signaling him to back off gently.

But Harry stepped on a branch after taking a few steps back. The cracking sound was particularly obvious, making everyone's heart skip a beat.

However, Buckbeak was not displeased by this, but slightly bent his scaly front knees, slowly lowered his head, and made a bowing gesture.

"Well done, Harry." Hagrid laughed a little excitedly, and then took a dead polecat and threw it to Buckbeak.

Harry straightened his back with relief, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Hagrid continue to say: "You can go up and pat it. Go ahead, don't be shy, be gentle and slow." Harry walked to Buckbeak nervously and reached out to touch him carefully. Buckbeak also cooperated, like a docile pet. Witnessing Harry Potter's success, the other students cheered and applauded. Draco's face was not very good, and his two followers Crabbe and Goyle also looked a little disappointed. "It doesn't look difficult." Draco said unhappily. "Then go and try it!" Ron teased, "You were no slower than us when you retreated just now!" Draco glared at Ron fiercely and didn't say much. "I think it's willing to let you ride it." Hagrid put Harry on Buckbeak's back without caring whether Harry was willing or not. "Sit behind the wing joint. Don't pluck its feathers. It won't thank you." Hagrid patted Buckbeak's hind legs, and it spread its twelve-foot-long wings and flew high into the sky. Harry, who was still frightened on his back, hugged its neck tightly and screamed in fear. "It looks quite interesting." Aaron laughed. "You call this interesting?" Hermione asked in disbelief, "Harry must be scared now." "Well... Actually, there's no need to worry. After the hippogriff recognizes it, it won't throw the person on its back casually. It will come back after a stroll. This is much more interesting than riding a flying broom." Sure enough, Buckbeak came back with Harry on his back in less than two minutes, but when he got off, his face was a little pale and his body was a little staggering. "Well done, Harry." Hagrid said loudly, "Who else wants to try?"

With the first person to try it, the other students also entered the paddock carefully, bowing and saluting in front of the hippogriffs, but they still didn't dare to fly on the hippogriffs.

"Don't you want to try it?" Hermione asked puzzledly. She had just had a friendly contact with a hippogriff and saw Aaron eating an apple on the stone fence.

"I have it." Aaron raised one of Abe's claws, "Don't you think dragons can't compare to hippogriffs?"

Abe nodded seriously. In front of this holy dragon, hippogriffs are all garbage.

Hermione:......

Isn't this different?

"You should try it." Hermione advised, "This is Hagrid's first class after all."

Hearing this, Aaron hesitated for a moment, "Okay! Just treat it as the necessary respect for the teacher."

As he said, he put Abe down and walked quickly towards a hippogriff.

Without bowing or saluting, he sat directly on its back, just as simple as the last tamed pony.

The hippogriff did not resist at all, nor did he show any displeasure, just because there was a harmless cute pet opposite it, smiling at it.

If you dare to make my master unhappy, I will make you unhappy.

"This..." Hagrid was confused. Aren't hippogriffs all arrogant? How could they be tamed so easily?

Could it be that Aaron knew it before, but this is impossible!

"Aaron, how did you do it?"

"Maybe I rode a dragon before!" Aaron meant something.

Hagrid turned his head to look at Abe, and suddenly realized it.

There is also blood suppression between magical animals. A dragon is for Aaron to calm down, and the hippogriff naturally has to cooperate obediently.

At this time, Draco also walked up to Buckbeak, bowed, saluted, and touched its mouth.

"I'm just saying it's not difficult." Draco said proudly, "It's not dangerous at all.

Harry Potter can tame this big ugly beast of yours, but there's no reason why I can't. "

As soon as he finished speaking, Buckbeak roared angrily and slashed with his sharp front talons.

Draco fell to the ground, screaming in pain, one of his arms stained red with blood.

Hagrid immediately stood in front of Buckbeak and blocked it to prevent Malfoy from being attacked again.

"It's going to kill me." Draco said with a sad face. "I must make it pay."

"Don't be stunned and send him to the school hospital quickly." Aaron said hurriedly.

Hagrid reacted, picked Draco up, and quickly rushed up the hillside towards the castle.

Seeing this, the others quickly followed. Without Hagrid, they would not dare to stay with these hippogriffs.

When they arrived at the castle, Hagrid left the others in the foyer and took Draco to the school hospital.

Aaron hesitated for a moment, sighed slightly, and followed them.

"Why are you here?" Hagrid was a little tired, "This is a doctor's job."

"Do you think I'm willing to come over?" Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Abe can help him heal."

Hagrid glanced at Abe, who was napping in Aaron's arms, and asked with some suspicion: "Can it still heal?"

"Although it's not as good as Phoenix's tears, the effect is not much worse."

Draco struggled for a moment and stopped moaning, "Then let it go quickly..."

"No." Aaron interrupted, "Do you want Abe to expose his identity in public?"

Hearing this, Draco closed his eyes in pain.

A few minutes later, Hagrid placed him on the white hospital bed, "Wait a moment, Madam Pomfrey will be here soon."

"Is it okay now?" Draco's eyes were full of hope.

Aaron nodded and placed Abe in front of Draco, "It's up to you."

Abe looked at his arm with some disgust, and then started treatment.

A white magic circle emerged on Draco's right arm. The long and deep wound slowly healed under the white light, and the blood loss also began to slow down.

"It's amazing." Hagrid shouted excitedly, "I've never heard of dragons having this kind of ability."

"That's because you are ignorant." Aaron shrugged, and then took Abe aside.

"Huh? No..." Draco blinked blankly, "The treatment hasn't been finished yet!"

"I will only make sure that your arm will be fine, and leave the rest to Madam Pomfrey!" Aaron said calmly, "You were injured and bleeding in front of everyone. If the doctor finds that you are fine at all, , what would she think?

And no matter what Madam Pomfrey arranges, you have to pretend to be sick for a few more days so that no one will be suspicious. "

Draco:......

"Then let Abe secretly take care of the head office for me after that. I'll cover all his food expenses this year."

Abe's eyes lit up, as if he saw a shortcut to stock up on goods.

It looked at Aaron expectantly, hoping to see its master nod.

However, Aaron refused bluntly, “No, this is a lesson for you.

Who allowed you to provoke a magical animal when you had nothing to do? It was because Hagrid had made it clear that you could not insult the Hippogriff.

Draco, don't you think it's cool to question the teacher in class? "

"I..." Draco was speechless. He originally just wanted to prove that he was no worse than Harry Potter, but he accidentally got carried away.

At this time, Madam Pomfrey hurried over. She carefully checked Draco's injuries, and her face became less ugly.

"Ms. Pomfrey, Malfoy is okay!"

“Fortunately, it’s not too serious.

I got him some medicine and put a bandage on him. He would recover after a good rest, but he couldn't move his right hand until the injury was healed. "

"Thank God."

"Just be lucky!" Draco said angrily, "You and I can ignore it, but that bird must pay the price."

Hagrid's heart skipped a beat and he said weakly: "Buckbeak is innocent."

"Still innocent? My arms are like this." Draco said angrily, "I will definitely tell my dad."

"There's no need to tell your dad about this!" Aaron frowned slightly. If Lucius Malfoy knew about this, he would definitely use it as an excuse.

"It doesn't matter what I say, if I get hurt, my dad will definitely know.

Although he is no longer on the board of directors, things about Hogwarts cannot be hidden from him. "

Aaron: ...

There's nothing I can do about it.

Hearing this, Hagrid also had a trace of bitterness on his face. He sat in front of the hospital bed and stared at the ceiling in a daze, worrying about Buckbeak's fate.