Chapter 388 ‘Cheerful’ Care of Magical Creatures Lesson

After the Potions class ended, Bell walked outside the castle, preparing to take a Care of Magical Creatures class near the Forbidden Forest.

This semester, most of Ravenclaw's classes are taken with Slytherin. This made Bell very dissatisfied.

He wants to take classes with his lovely Hermione!

Apparently, Hermione had the same idea.

As soon as he walked out of the gate of the castle, Bell saw his girlfriend standing outside waiting for him, her body still covered in mud.

"Why is it so dirty?"

Bell asked curiously as he reached out and plucked off a leaf stuck to Hermione's hair, and then used a cleaning spell to clean up the dirt on Hermione's body.

If he hadn't known that Hermione's last class was Herbalism, Bell would have thought that Hermione had just returned from special forces training.

"Forget it, Ron is not that annoying guy!"

Hermione complained angrily.

"In this class, we were learning how to shave the scales off the snake vine, but Ron didn't know which string was wrong and stabbed it into the snake vine's body.

The crazy snake vine turned the greenhouse upside down. I'm pretty good now, but there are a few unlucky guys whose bones were broken by snake vines and are now being sent to the campus hospital by Professor Sprout.

The angry Professor Sprout even deducted 20 points from Gryffindor House! "

In the first lesson on the first day of school, Gryffindor House got off to a good start, and Hermione almost wanted to strangle Ron.

"Well, it seems that Professor Sprout is really angry."

Professor Sprout is not Snape. As the head of Hufflepuff House, Professor Sprout perfectly inherited the characteristics of Ms. Hufflepuff - good temper.

Unlike Snape, who always deducts house points from other houses, and would never deduct 5 points if he could deduct 10 points, Bell had never heard of Professor Sprout since he had been at Hogwarts for more than three years. Who is deducting points from?

Of course, when Harry and Ron angrily clashed with the Whomping Willow, Professor Sprout probably wanted to deduct a few points from each of them. It’s just that school hadn’t started yet at that time, so there was no way to deduct it.

Chatting all the way and spreading dog food all the way.

Soon, under the envious and jealous eyes of others, Bell and Hermione arrived at the class location in a happy mood.

At this time, Hagrid was already waiting for them here.

There was a huge wooden box placed next to Hagrid, and from time to time, bursts of explosions could be heard coming from it.

Seeing the bright smile on Hagrid's face, inexplicably, the little wizards present felt an ominous premonition.

I don’t know what happened during the summer vacation, but looking at Hagrid’s current appearance, he has obviously successfully emerged from the shadow of the last school year.

Seeing the fighting expression on Hagrid's face, Bell just hoped that the other party could learn from the lessons of the previous school year and stop using too much force.

…

"Hermione, seriously, let's drop this class."

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Bell revealed his signature dead fish eyes again for the first time in a long time, and said to his girlfriend in despair.

"...No, it's not quite right..."

Even Hermione, who had always firmly supported Hagrid and had never wavered in her faith even with the Flobber caterpillar she had taken care of for the entire last school year, was about to fall into self-doubt.

There's no way, compared to this grey-white, slimy, artistically shaped little chic creature in front of me, the Flobber caterpillar is so cute!

Moreover, this little unique tail (should it be the tail, right?) will burst into flames from time to time. Several little wizards have been accidentally injured.

At this time, it has been a while since the class started.

When he saw Hagrid happily introducing everyone to the results of his entire summer vacation, and allocating this thing that was said to be called a 'explosive snail' to everyone to take care of, Bell knew that his hopes were in vain. .

So what was he thinking before that he thought Hagrid would have a long memory?

A guy who has raised an Acromantula, a three-headed dog, and a Norwegian Ridgeback in Hogwarts has a memory that is not as good as that of a goldfish!

If he weren't in Hogwarts now, Bell would definitely burn these disgusting little things who have failed the audience to ashes with a single fire spell without saying a word.

"How about we take a look again? Maybe these things will become more cute when they grow up?"

Hermione said hesitantly.

"Do you believe it?"

"...No, I don't believe it..."

"Let's go! Let's go back and play!"

With that said, Bell took Hermione and was about to leave.

"Wait, Bell, this is too bad."

Hermione stopped hastily.

Even if you plan to give up this class, you can't just leave like this in the middle of class. What a bad impact that would have.

"Let's take another look, okay? If Professor Hagrid asks us to take care of these snails in the next class, then we will... just... just watch another lesson."

"..."

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"No! What I mean is that we can watch three more lessons. If the next three lessons are all about taking care of the snails, then we will...just..."

"Just drop this course!"

Bell didn't dare to let his girlfriend 'just' go down, otherwise the whole school year would be over.

"……All right."

Seeing Bell's firm eyes, Hermione reluctantly agreed to the other party's proposal.

After deciding on the future plan, the two of them must face the current problems.

Looking at the lettuce leaves that Hagrid distributed to them, Bell reluctantly handed them to the Blast-Ended Skrewt.

Their task for this lesson is to find out the snail's favorite food. For this purpose, Hagrid prepared a wide variety of 'feeds'.

'Snapped! ’

However, the snail didn't seem to like bland food like vegetables. It turned around suddenly and exploded its tail on Bell's hand.

"Bell! Are you okay?"

Hermione couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

A translucent shield was wrapped around Bell's hand, blocking the blast attack from the explosive-ended snail.

but!

Bell is not Hagrid. He doesn't think these little chics are cute at all, and he's even less likely to spoil them!

Veins emerged from Bell's forehead. He would not let this little thing off easily if it dared to attack him.

Turning his palm up, the Explosive-tailed Skrewt was controlled to float into the air.

Seeing the snail struggling in the air and bursting into flames, Bell slowly closed his fingers.

As Bell clenched his fist, the magic power squeezed the squid bit by bit, causing the little thing to struggle more violently and let out shrill screams.

"Eat it for me! Or die!!!"

Placing the lettuce leaves in front of the Explosive-Ended Skrewt again, Bell issued an ultimatum.

As long as this little thing dares to show even a trace of resistance, Bell will turn it into 'explosion snail sauce'!

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After class, Hagrid rubbed his hands that were numb from the explosion while looking at the snail in front of him with confusion, happily eating lettuce leaves.

Why don’t other snails like eating lettuce leaves? This is really strange.