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Revelation Dragons and the Goblet of Fire Chapter 19 The Blast-Ended Skrewt

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    Section 1 The next morning, the storm subsided, but there was still a gloomy mist on the ceiling of the Great Hall, and large blue-grey clouds rolled above Harry's head, just as gloomy as his mood at this time.  Last night, he dreamed about the disaster of the World Cup night again. In the dream, he once again faced the crazy crowd, the family of the camp administrator who was burned to nothing but bones, and the powerful and mysterious Lilith.  Harry felt that his heart was filled with an indescribable annoyance and uneasiness - first there was Voldemort who plotted to kill him, then there was a crazy and powerful black dragon, and now there was a strange and mysterious Lilith. It seemed that fate was not related to him.  He made a malicious joke that made his already troubled life even more dangerous, but he had no idea how to deal with it.  So far, Harry has not had the idea of ??sharing these unpleasant secrets with anyone, not Ron and Hermione, nor Dumbledore, nor his godfather, Sirius.  As for why he insisted on taking the responsibility alone, Harry himself couldn't explain the reason.  But this at least had the advantage of allowing others around him to retain the good mood at the beginning of the term. Sitting at the same table, Ron and Hermione were studying the course selection list, while Fred, George and Lee  Jordan was a few seats away from them, discussing some magic spell to make himself older, and then muddle through and participate in the Triwizard Tournament.  "It's not a bad day I've been outdoors all morning," Ron said, sliding his finger across the column for Monday on the course schedule, "Herbology class, with Hufflepuff students, Care of Magical Creatures class  Unlucky, with Slytherin again" Harry was startled. He turned around and looked at the Slytherin table on the other side of the hall. Sauron was sitting at the table with the Slytherins talking about something.  Harry turned around and sighed softly - to be fair, he didn't know what attitude to use towards his twin brother.  Not long ago, they had just spent a month together in a deserted deep forest. As a result, Harry had mastered powers that he had never dared to imagine before. After that, there was no news from Sauron; they met again at the World Cup.  At the scene, a terrible disaster struck without warning, and Harry was surprised to find that he could already fight against such a terrible enemy as Lilith.  Now, he and Sauron met again, sitting in the same hall at this moment, about to spend the new school year together like the past few years - but maybe everything will not be the same as in the past.  During this time, Harry felt that his magical power was constantly growing. This change was so obvious and rapid that even he was surprised.  At the same time, with his own transformation, Harry also became more and more aware of the horror of Sauron - his power was powerful and dark, revealing undisguised evil.  With such worries, Harry finished his breakfast and walked out of the Great Hall with other Gryffindors with a frown on his face, heading to Greenhouse No. 3 for herbology class.  But at the same moment, Sauron, who was sitting at the Slytherin table, seemed to be in a good mood. At least he was listening with interest to the Slytherins sitting nearby talking about the Triwizard Tournament.  Like other students, most Slytherins were dissatisfied with the seventeen-year-old age limit for contestants, and privately discussed ways to bypass the inspection.  "Oh, don't be stupid, Alvin." He looked at the female prefect sitting next to Isabella and said, "The age-increasing spell is the age-increasing spell. It doesn't matter whether I cast it or you cast it yourself.  What an essential difference." The girl named Alvin looked disappointed, but soon turned to discuss the age-increasing potion with Isabella and the others.  Sauron smiled and shook his head. He put down the coffee cup, told Isabella not to forget to go to class, and walked towards the History of Magic classroom with Draco and others.  When passing by the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Sauron glanced sideways, but did not see Mad-Eye.  At this time, Draco came over and said in a gloating tone: "Have you heard that Mad-Eye caused trouble again?" Draco lowered his voice, "The Daily Prophet said that just yesterday morning, he bombed  He broke into the trash can in the yard and alarmed the Muggles in at least one block nearby. "Oh, for what?" Sauron asked.  "I don't know." Draco shrugged, "You know, that old guy is nervous. If Arthur Weasley hadn't helped him, I guess that old guy would have missed the school dinner."  Lun smacked his lips, shook his head slightly and said: "No matter what, remember what I said yesterday, don't provoke him, it's not worth the loss." Professor Binns is still in charge of the history of magic class in the fourth grade, together with Slytherin  They were Ravenclaw students sitting in the same classroom.  Sauron sat at the back of the classroom.In his position, a textbook appeared out of thin air and he began to read it.  There was still some time before class, and students entered the classroom one after another. However, except for Draco and a few others who were sitting next to Sauron, everyone else stayed away from Sauron - especially when someone saw Sauron.  Behind those unabashedly weird eyes.  In this way, it was not until the beginning of class that the empty seat next to Sauron was filled. They were all unlucky people who came late and had no other seats to choose from.  Professor Binns¡¯s class was as boring and boring as ever. All the students were drowsy, but the ghost professor didn¡¯t care about it and continued to talk to himself.  Sauron glanced at Draco, who was sitting next to him. At this time, he was using the History of Magic textbook as a cover and reading a potions journal under the table. As for his two followers, they were already lying on the table.  When I fell asleep, I almost drooled.  Sauron shook his head and continued to look at the book in his hand. Unlike most other subjects, the books for the history of magic course are not special textbooks, but real professional history books. Perhaps due to the particularity of wizard society, the books  Most of the contents in it are objective, fair and in-depth. However, precisely because of the professional nature of these books, they seem too obscure and boring for most students.  But this happens to suit Sauron's taste. Putting aside some ancient secrets that only demigods can know, Sauron's understanding of the history of this wizarding world is no deeper than that of an ordinary wizard.  Although Sauron can use the fire of origin to sense some information from the long river of time from time to time, most of them are broken and worthless fragments. Unless they are prophets with special talents, they cannot use these messy fragments at all.  information to interpret the past or future.  Sauron remembered a saying in his previous life called "Knowledge is power", and it was especially appropriate for demigods like him - every piece of new knowledge would more or less advance their understanding of the world, and this also  It means that you can exert more powerful or subtle power.  Time passed by minute by second, and the whole class ended with Professor Binns' monotonous narration and Sauron's self-study. When the deep and deep bells rang through the castle, the students woke up from their drowsiness and packed their things.  Leave the classroom.  The Ravenclaws walked up the stairs to the Transfiguration class, while the Slytherins walked out of the castle, crossed the damp grass, and walked along the gentle hillside towards Hagrid's cabin on the edge of the Forbidden Forest Section 2 Hagrid Station  Outside the cabin door, a hand held the collar of Tooth, his huge hunting dog.  The Gryffindors had already arrived, but most of them stood far away from Hagrid, with wary expressions on their faces.  On the ground at Hagrid's feet, there were several open wooden boxes. There was a strange rattling sound inside, and occasionally there was a faint explosion. Considering Hagrid's usual style, Sauron guessed what was inside.  It's definitely not something that people like.  When Sauron got close to the box and saw the contents clearly, his guess was confirmed - these were probably the larvae of some kind of arthropods. The gray-white body surface had not yet grown a mature exoskeleton, instead it had  It is a tough soft skin and mucus that exudes a rotten smell. These things have no obvious head structure. More than ten pairs of jointed legs are distributed on both sides of the chest and abdomen, constantly knocking on the bottom of the box, and it is even more disturbing.  What makes people uneasy is the tail of this thing - behind them, a tail between flesh and armor curls and swings like a worm. From time to time, sparks will shoot out from the tip of the tail, thus propelling these strange creatures.  He lunged forward a few inches.  "What is this?" Sauron asked with a frown.  "Blast-ended skrewts, just hatched," Hagrid said proudly, "We can raise them ourselves! We can start a big project!" "Blast-ended skrewts?" Sauron raised his eyebrows, this name is quite interesting.  It's very appropriate. To be honest, looking at the weird appearance of this thing, Sauron would never be surprised even if they suddenly jumped up and pounced on some unlucky person's face.  "Why do we have to raise them?" Draco complained. These snails gave him goosebumps. He didn't want to get close to these creatures unless necessary.  Hagrid seemed stumped by this question.  "I mean, what can they do?" Malfoy asked, "What are they used for?" Hagrid opened his mouth and seemed to be thinking desperately.  After a pause for a few seconds, he said gruffly: "That's for the next lesson, Malfoy. You just feed them today. Now, you're going to try feeding them a few different things -  - I have never raised them before, and I am not sure what they like to eat - I prepared ant eggs, frog livers and green snakes - try a little of each to see if they eat it. " No one.  This made the scene awkward for a while. After a while, it was Harry, Ron and Hermione who took the lead and grabbed a handful of greasy frog livers and threw them into the box. It was a start, but  Look at the faces of the three of themHis expression clearly showed that he was not enjoying it.  As for Slytherin, the students looked at each other and finally looked at Sauron.  Sauron shook his head, took out his wand, and caught a blast-ended snail from the box.  Perhaps because its fragile abdomen is exposed to the air, the snail's legs and tail swing uncomfortably in mid-air, which makes it look even more disgusting.  The belly of the fried-ended snail was also gray-white and looked like a piece of rotten rotten meat with suction cup-like structures on it. Sauron used his mind to scan the body of the thing and found that there were radulas growing inside these suction cups.  It was almost the same as the mouthparts of leeches, but soon, Sauron discovered that they had other eating organs. Possibly stimulated by Sauron's telepathy, the front end of the fleshy belly of the fried-tailed snail swelled, revealing an overgrown  The cavity of the barb-shaped fine teeth was squirming constantly.  Sauron couldn't help but smacked his lips. He looked at Hagrid who was talking to Harry. He was really curious about how this big guy could cultivate such a thing as a bomb-tailed skrewt. Even he had only seen it in science fiction movies in his previous life.  I have never seen a creature with such a strong taste.  "Ouch!" About ten minutes later, Dean Thomas screamed, "It hurts me!" Hagrid hurriedly walked to him, looking a little panicked.  "His tail exploded!" Dean said angrily, showing Hagrid a burnt patch on his hand.  "Ah, yes, that's what might happen when they explode." Hagrid said, nodding.  "Disgusting!" Lavender Brown complained again, "That's disgusting, Hagrid, what are the pointy things on it?" "Ah, some of them have thorns on them," Hagrid said excitedly, "I  I guess those thorny ones are malesthe females have sucker-like things on their belliesI think they probably suck blood." "Oh, of course I understand why we have to find a way to keep them alive," Draco sarcastically said.  He said, "Who wouldn't want a pet that can burn, sting, and bite people?" "Just because they don't look good doesn't mean they are useless," Hermione retorted.  , "Dragon blood has magical effects, but are you willing to keep a dragon as a pet, ah?" Draco was speechless. He glanced at Hermione angrily, as if he wanted to say something sarcastic.  , but he had some scruples in public and did not speak after all.  Sauron didn't think it was anything. Hermione was a sharp-tongued little girl, so it wasn't surprising that she could make Draco feel embarrassed.  But to say that Hagrid cultivated Explosive-Ended Skrewts to benefit society, Sauron would rather swallow Fulbator alive than believe it.  Sauron waved his wand and threw the snail back into the box. For a moment, it seemed to be knocked unconscious, lying there motionless, but soon it spread out its pairs of slender legs again, and  It crawled around like other snails.  "Where did you get this thing? I don't think there is such a thing in the woods of Hogwarts." Sauron approached Hagrid and asked. Harry and Ron stood aside and heard  Sauron looked at Hagrid equally curiously after his question.  Hagrid was stunned for a moment, and then hesitantly said: "Oh maybe, I got it from a friend, but it should be legal" Even without mind reading, Sauron can know that Hagrid is there.  He lied, looking at Hagrid with raised eyebrows until his face turned slightly red behind his shaggy beard.  "Well, you know, I have a few friends who work in MBD." Hagrid lowered his voice and said, "At the end of last semester, Professor Dumbledore agreed that I would come up with something new to open the students' eyes, so I  Just asked for some samples from them. "MBD? What is that?" Hermione asked in confusion. "The Magical Biology Research Center," hissed like he had a toothache, "That is to say, Hagrid."  Take the unidentified biological samples from the laboratory to Hogwarts and use them to teach a group of fourth-grade kids" Seeing the surprised looks of Harry and the other three, Hagrid smiled awkwardly, acquiescing.  "Hagrid, you may get into trouble if you do this." Hermione said worriedly. Although she didn't know what the Magical Biology Research Center did, she knew that the Blast-Ended Skrewt should never appear in Hogg.  Woz, "I think you should tell Principal Dumbledore about this." "Oh, the principal knows. Hogwarts and MBD have a long history of cooperation. After all, there are many people who graduated from Hogwarts.  And many Hogwarts professors have also participated in the research project there." Hagrid shrugged. He seemed to want to dispel Hermione's doubts and said in a relaxed tone: "Just like Sparrow.  Professor Special, she has several greenhouses with a lot of protective magic, which are specially used for certain projects of MBD; and Professor Snape, he provides many preparations for MBD.He also often buys some hard-to-obtain materials from acquaintances at the center. For example, last week he asked someone to buy an ounce of Acromantula venom, which cost a total of four hundred Canadian dollars.  "Long, but he doesn't know that I have always provided the giant spider venom in the center" Hagrid laughed happily, seeming to be gloating that Snape had spent the wrong money, he rubbed his hands, and then said  : "I just provided a batch of fire crabs and sphinxes to one of their projects not long ago, so after the principal agreed that I would get you some new things, I found my friends and persuaded them to allow it.  I brought the results of the first phase of experiments back to Hogwarts for cultivation in advance.  " Hagrid's tone was very relaxed, as if someone just fostered a Scottish terrier with him, but after listening to it, Soran cursed Hagrid's audacity in his heart - for MBD, Solon's  The understanding is much deeper than Harry's, because he has also participated in the research projects there, and of course he also knows how dangerous the various researches conducted there are. Take the bomb-tailed snails in front of him as an example. Maybe to wizards, they are just a piece of cake.  It's a disgusting creature, but once this thing spreads to the Muggle world, Sauron believes that the consequences may be more terrifying than the plot of a science fiction movie. This kind of thing is not without precedent. Many things were originally just tricks made by wizards.  It caused a lot of trouble after it entered the Muggle world. It was because of this that the Magical Hazard Assessment Committee appeared, and it gradually evolved into the Department for the Prohibition of the Misuse of Muggle Supplies and other relevant regulatory authorities. But Harry and the others seemed to believe it.  Based on Hagrid's words, Sauron felt that they had probably forgotten about the hippogriff from last semester. Of course, Sauron didn't say anything more and turned around and walked towards Draco and the others. Harry seemed to be there.  He wanted to say something to him, but Hagrid seemed to be intrigued by what had just happened and kept the three of them chatting, so Harry could only watch Sauron leave. But Harry still found a way to talk to Sauron.  An hour later, when the bell rang again, the students returned to the castle for lunch. Harry took a few steps to catch up with Sauron and pulled him aside. "What's the matter?"  Sauron looked at Harry and said slowly: "I think we can talk while walking, otherwise we will miss the cream pudding."  " "Just for a while.  "Harry whispered, looking into Sauron's eyes without any hesitation, "Do you know what happened on the night of the World Cup?  " Sauron narrowed his eyes and nodded, "What do you want to say, do you think I did it?  " Harry shook his head, not knowing which point he was denying. After a while, he said word by word: "I met a person, she called herself Lilith, and she was the one who did what happened that night.  "Soran didn't speak, waiting for Harry's next words. "I saw what she looked like. She looked exactly like her mother.  "Harry said, his voice trembling slightly, "I was wondering, could she be" Harry didn't finish his words, but his meaning was very clear. He looked at Sauron with an imperceptible expectation in his eyes.  "My mother is dead.  Soran said coldly, "On that night, in order to protect her child, she, Lily Evans, sacrificed her life.  " Harry's body swayed. He looked away from Sauron and looked at the ground in a daze. After a while, he took a deep breath and said lonely: "Yes, mother is dead.  .  " Harry turned around and left, putting his hands in his pockets and walking slowly towards the castle. Sauron stood there, watching his leaving back, and whispered to himself: "There is no longer Lily in the world, what's left is,  Only Lilith.  "The wind swept across the pasture, blowing up Sauron's robe and casting an erratic shadow on the ground. Since love has been trampled by this world, let hate repay everything
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