[HP] Noble

——"Look, lively and lovely Slytherins."

Ron craned his neck to watch Malfoy's gang leave their breakfast in a hurry and rush out of the Great Hall, gloating over the commotion at the tables on the other side of the hall.

Without the expected Harry's consent, Ron turned his face away in doubt: "...what's the matter, buddy - hey, who's the letter?"

"Hagrid." Harry put down the letter and read it back and forth three times. It was when he realized that his voice was rough and pushed away the half-eaten toast in front of him. Now that he has no appetite at all, Harry will The note was thrown in front of Ron, "Look for yourself."

Ron raised his eyebrows in confusion, picked up the note, unfolded it, cleared his throat and read aloud: "—dear Harry... er, Hermione, and Ron—we've lost—I'm going to It brought it back to Hogwarts - wait! What! It? - who? - Buckbeak? Lost??!!" Ron's eyes widened in disbelief, making the freckles on his face As if magnified, and now he doesn't look as happy as before, he raised his voice tremblingly, "Impossible! How could they execute it?"

Harry didn't answer his question.

Because now he felt like his stomach had dropped to the floor - see what Hagrid said? "I will not forget all the help you have given me" - but in fact only Harry himself knows, he did nothing - even, almost forgot about it - originally during the Christmas holiday, he had a lot of time to go Find something in the library instead of hanging out in the common room playing some damn wizard chess with Ron and Seamus.

Beside Harry, Hermione let out a loud sob.

This freaked out Ginny, who had always been on good terms with Hermione, and the second-year Gryffindor stood up from the other side of the table and asked with concern, "Are you all right, Hermione? — oh my god." ! Harry!" she cried sternly. "Please! Do something!"

Harry tremblingly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Hermione, but his hand was forcefully opened, "Oh!" Harry groaned in pain, but he didn't dare to complain, the girl with messy brown hair suddenly jumped up Getting up, she pulled out a parchment full of different handwriting (which seemed to be copied in different times) from her bag and threw it on the dining table, and then drew her white vine wand - Harry only had time to see it. Somewhere on the Internet, words such as "hippogriff injury incident" were written, and the girl screamed——

"Diffindo (fall apart)!!—"

The parchment suddenly shattered into pieces the size of fingernails, and the raised pieces circled around everyone's heads several times before slowly falling down like snowflakes falling outside.

Ron stared at Hermione, looking utterly terrified.

"Treacherous! Cunning! Rotten! ——those rich and powerful!! Liars!!" Hermione put the wand back into her pocket and grabbed her schoolbag. At this time, the corners of her eyes were still red, and the color of the tip of her nose was also red Strangely, she jumped up from her seat, announcing, "I'm going to see Hagrid! My poor friend—Harry! Are you going?—and you!"

Hermione glared at Ron sternly.

Ron nodded stiffly.

"Very good!" She nodded in satisfaction, sniffed again, turned around and strode away.

Harry: "..."

Ron: "...Hey, buddy."

Harry: "...uh—"

"...I've never seen such a 'fragmentation' in my life!—" Ron swallowed hard, "See that parchment...Harry! It's broken like that!" He foolishly said After gesturing, he took a piece from the red hair and pinched it in his hand. It was only the size of his little fingernail. At this moment, the Weasley boy's eyes were almost cross-eyed—"Merlin! She How did you do it?!"

"I don't know, Ron," said Harry listlessly, "I realize something is wrong, now, let's follow her—Ron, stop blaming Hermione about Scabbers, she's been She was blaming herself, and at the same time, she was helping Hagrid find Buckbeak's information in the name of the three of us, and we didn't know it at all... Merlin, what do you think of us?"

"Oh, well, we sound like complete jerks, Harry," Ron replied dryly.

Harry nodded, quite agreeing with what Ron had said.He also stood up, not bothering to look at the reactions of other people around the table, picked up his schoolbag, and walked out of the hall following Hermione's footsteps.After Ron was stunned, he hurriedly got up and stumbled behind him. Now the three of them need to go to the hunting ground to see their big friend. Merlin, he must be terrible now.

……

"Huh? That Mudblood Granger?" Goyle yelled while riding on a broom, pointing to the ground. At this moment, he, Crabbe, and Nott were hovering over the hunting grounds in every possible way—Draco himself Went to the owl shed, according to the pre-arranged plan, the three of them had to wait here to wait for Draco to chase his big annoying bird out of the owl shed, and then stop in the middle to catch it.

Nott narrowed his eyes slightly: "She seems to be going to that half-giant."

Crabbe gave a goofy laugh. The big guy thought mudbloods and half giants were a fantastic combination, and in fact it never occurred to him that if it weren't for blood, he'd be a Hufflepuff through and through.

They waited a while longer, but Draco was still nowhere to be seen.At this time, the first class has almost entered the break time.

"Oh, maybe the bird didn't go back to the owl coop," said Nott impatiently. "He probably went to the house-elf and borrowed a fruit fork or something to drag that turtle out of its shell—" He paused as he spoke, because he just remembered that the eagle named "Salazar" had a curved, sharp, and smooth hook.

"Come on, Nott, that's a terrible joke." Goyle's face turned pale. "What do you think? Those girls are crazy about that stupid turtle—and Gretel—"

"Draco is the killer of animals." Crabbe said dryly, his voice sounded uncompromisingly firm, "'Salazar' is alive today only because he and Draco kept safe in normal times." distance."

Crabbe's words reminded Nott of their Headmaster's speech about "Lop Bunny". He wanted to laugh a little, but he couldn't help it. look like.

During the conversation, Goyle looked down and accidentally saw the Weasleys and Potter. He was just about to remind Nott to pay attention to them when he heard Crabbe growl and looked up nervously. There was a huge bird flying towards him at high speed, it was as fast as a small bomb!And their Prince Slytherin followed closely behind the eagle, his face was livid and he was riding on his Nimbus 2001, his normally well-groomed hair was blown into a mess by the wind——

"Grab it!" Master Malfoy growled through gritted teeth after being tricked, "This damn beast! It almost took me on a day trip to Hogwarts!"

Goyle grinned silently and spread his arms broadly, as on the Quidditch pitch, the gigantic boy who always seemed exceptionally mobile once he was in the sky.

……

At this moment, a window of the castle behind them was pushed open silently.

Scorpius leaned halfway out to look out at the sky, having spotted them the first second Draco came into view.Professor Lupine walked up to him, followed his line of sight out and whispered softly, "Oh, Merlin! A special Quidditch?"

Lupine's voice caught the attention of other students, and they gathered around one after another.

Now, the eagle, named after Slytherin, obviously had fun, clutching the round turtle in its talons, and circled its master over the hunting grounds - the speed of birds Not necessarily much faster than the Nimbus 2001, but usually, it was very nimble and agile, and the quick turns and ascents or dives allowed it to throw Draco away from Draco who was about to grab his tail a few times.

Scorpius pursed his lips, and couldn't help touching the dragon leather bag that had been hanging around his waist.

A slender and soft hand grabbed his elbow, and Scorpius looked back, meeting Astoria's slightly concerned eyes.

Lupine noticed his little gesture too, smiled and raised his voice to the others and said, "Okay boys, now it's time for class - we need a different room where I have some cute little animal—"

The first-year Gryffindors protested strongly, and most of the Slytherins obviously couldn't bear to miss this wonderful show, but in the end they obeyed, they didn't want to go against the professor's orders.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and Scorpius, who was dragging his feet at the end of the line, quickly turned around and ran back to the window after the back of the last classmate disappeared in the next classroom. Lupine watched with interest a piece of yellow talisman The first-year Slytherin's hand immediately burst into a bluish-white flame, and then the boy threw the talisman out of the window in mid-air——

"Windbound! - Oops! Oops!"

At the same time when the spell was miraculously effective, Scorpius seemed to remember something, he scratched his head in embarrassment, and fell down on the window edge.

The eagle in the distance immediately seemed to be entangled in something, it flapped its wings and struggled in mid-air, which gave Draco a chance, and now he was finally able to get close to it, but before Draco could force the poor bird The three-legged turtle snatched it back from the eagle's claws, and Salazar broke free, and flew faster than ever.

As if knowing who was behind it, Draco turned his head to the castle in annoyance.

Scorpius stuck out his tongue, and quickly squatted down to hide.

"Oh, Mr. Gretel?" Lupine asked with great interest.

"Okay, it's my fault." Scorpius cleared his throat, a blush of shame appeared on his face, "I was just too anxious... forgetting that wind attribute spells are not suitable for catching birds—"

"Ah, maybe I can understand this." Professor Lupine smiled gently, "Just as werewolves are always classified as magical creatures with earth attributes, birds of course can also have their own attribute classification."

"Oh—yes, that's right, 'wind'." Scorpius said despondently. "Isn't that an international term? It's a good thing my grandfather isn't here, otherwise he would definitely blow my head off. "

"I don't doubt that," said Lupine, looking out the window. "Mr. Malfoy does look very angry."

Scorpius' face fell: "Damn it... Looks like I'd better go to Gryffindor tonight and get a bunk or something, instead of strutting back to the Slytherin common room - Draco will definitely Killed my-"