Chapter 279 Visitors From Norway

Time had entered December in the blink of an eye. The first snow came so suddenly that after just one night, the entire alpine meadow of Hogwarts was covered in silver.

In the afternoon, the young wizards crossed the path that Hagrid had cleared for them and came to the side of the Forbidden Forest.

This was a small open space next to the warehouse where the Thestrals were stored.

Of course, the children didn't know this. For them, this was the place where the magical creatures course was held.

"What is the content of today's class?" Draco looked at Harry.

"I forgot." Harry shook his head. He flipped through the homework he did last week in his bag, and then recalled the contents of the textbook.

"Well, it might be the magical creatures winter course in the third grade. I have read the contents of the book. About a quarter of the space is about the winter activities of various animals, and there are also some chapters dedicated to introducing several magical creatures that are more active in winter." Harry said uncertainly.

After all, Professor Lupin is not a rigid teacher who reads from a book. The children like the course adjustments he makes according to the situation.

"Okay." Draco put his hands in his pockets, like a little gangster.

The next moment, he slowly took his hand out.

"Oh, something seems wrong." He whispered, "He seems to have asked for leave again."

Harry raised his head and looked forward when he heard this, and then he was a little surprised.

At the same time, Muen was standing in the middle of the open space bored.

If this was not a classroom, he actually wanted to sit on the ground, or lean on the tree stump easily.

Unfortunately

After all, he still had some burdens.

"It seems that everyone is here, I think there is no need to call the roll. You know me, and I know you." Muen looked at Harry and the people behind him walking over.

Seamus raised his hand and whispered, "So professor, are you teaching this class?"

"Of course." Muen felt that this sentence was nonsense, but he knew what Seamus wanted to ask.

"I know that your previous substitute teacher was Professor Snape, but his research has now entered a critical stage. Okay, let's put aside these digressions. Who can tell me where your course is?"

"Page 103, the second section of Bowtruckle, the population system among this creature." Hermione answered quickly.

"Very good, Gryffindor plus three points." Muen nodded and turned the pages.

Well. Lupin is indeed a happy educationist.

"Okay, let's turn the book to page 103, Bowtruckle, who will introduce this small creature to me, from the perspective of an individual, I think you should review or study."

Obviously, he intends to follow the steps.

Many little wizards showed a look of loss.

"Why, do you think you can see some strange things?" Muen smiled and said, "I'm sorry, not for the time being, but I can promise that as long as you finish today's content quickly, the rest of the time will be left to you for free activities."

'Okay, this is good news for the time being. 'Some little wizards muttered in their hearts.

‘And it’s much better than Professor Snape’s nagging about his research and teaching werewolves on his own. ’

Soon, Hermione raised her hand, and at Muen’s signal, she gradually began to introduce this creature.

“Bowtrucks look like creatures made of bark and twigs, which makes them difficult to find. They usually live on trees and become the guardians of the trees they live in, and the wood of these trees is usually suitable for making wands.

Usually, Bowtrucks are gentle, but if something threatens the safety of the tree and itself, they will become very aggressive.”

As she told the story, one Bowtruck after another gradually climbed onto Muen’s fingertips, curiously looking around

After Muen promised to give them the rest of the time, they were surprisingly quiet, and the original class content was not much, so the class was declared over after only half of the class time.

“Okay, free time, of course, this does not include you entering the Forbidden Forest.”

“Professor, can we go back to the castle?” a little girl asked.

Moon waved his hand casually: "Of course, this is your right. But don't forget the homework I assigned, and don't tell Professor Lupin in the next class that I didn't teach you anything."

"Professor, how long will it take for the big sorting hat to be built?" Another little wizard came up and asked curiously.

The big sorting hat they mentioned is the Anglo-Greek Expo Hall under construction, because every time the children see it, they will involuntarily think of the sorting hat, so this building under construction has been given a special nickname from Hogwarts.

"Why are you concerned about this? Well, I don't know. I expect it to be completed a week before Christmas."

"Professor, can I bring my mother to see the Expo?" Dean Thomas asked.

"Your mother? I remember your father is a wizard, right?" Moon looked at him strangely. This shouldn't be a problem.

"That's right," Dean said with some embarrassment, and he had difficulty in choosing words: "But my mother is a Muggle, and my current father is also a Muggle, and I have a younger brother and a younger sister."

"Dean's father chose to leave during the You-Know-Who period in order to protect them," Neville explained in a low voice.

Then, Neville looked at Dean again.

Neville's behavior was indeed a bit abrupt, but in his own opinion - "Your father is a real man." The once timid boy said seriously.

"Yeah." Dean nodded, then looked at Mu En with a smile.

Mu En also nodded and smiled: "Of course, that's not a problem. There will definitely be more than just wizards coming here."

"Also, if you are coming as a family, we will have a guide when the time comes."

"Explainer?" Dean looked at Mu En in surprise.

"Well, she is your senior, hired by Hogwarts, the organizer of this expo." Mu En explained: "So, feel free to bring your younger brothers, sisters, and family members with you. "

"Okay, thank you, professor." Dean nodded repeatedly.

At the same time, there were many little wizards gathered around Mu En. They were not in a hurry to return to the castle, and they had no idea of ​​going around to play. Instead, they were extremely looking forward to the upcoming expo.

It was a grand event, evident from the newspapers, letters from family members, and conversations at the dinner table every day.

Almost everyone in the wizarding world is looking forward to it, even if they don't necessarily really want to get anything from the exhibition.

Just the simple concept of entertainment is enough to make people look forward to it.

"Professor, are there any exhibitions we are familiar with?"

"Professor, I heard that Fred and George submitted exhibits to you. Can we see those things on the exhibit?"

"Professor, can we meet Nico Flamel?"

A series of questions rang in Mu En's ears, which really made him a little overwhelmed.

He couldn't help but raise his hand and press his palm down: "Listen, gentlemen and ladies. Regarding the exhibition, it's not that I don't want to reveal anything to you, but you also have too many questions and--"

He stopped abruptly mid-sentence.

"What? Where's the back?"

Mu En's eyes looked into the distance, looking at the horizon.

"What's wrong, Professor?" The children standing around him looked in the direction of his gaze.

However, nothing was found.

"If it were me in the past, I might have said in a low voice, 'The wind is rising.'" Mu En smiled: "But now is just the right time. You are about to see some ancient and strange things that may appear at the exhibition in the future. The secret passed down.

Of course, this is just a possibility. "

Along with his words, three black spots gradually appeared on the white sky and among the clouds.

"That is?"

Is that what the professor said?

Harry also followed his gaze, and as the three black spots got closer and closer, a familiar feeling came to his heart.

However, there was one person who recognized what it was faster than he did.

"Dragon!!" Draco's cry appeared. He squinted his eyes and stared in that direction.

As a wild 'dragonologist', Draco can guarantee that he was absolutely right.

"What?" Crabgoyle turned to look at Draco: "Dragon? Draco, are you sure it's not something else?"

"Why is there a dragon here? Are you sure it's not an owl?"

At the same time, far away from here, the door of Hagrid's cabin suddenly opened.

"What dragon? Did someone mention a dragon just now?"

"Yes, they are here." Mu En looked at Hagrid who was walking over quickly and nodded.

"What's going on?" Hagrid asked first. He was still thinking about whether Norbert was causing trouble.

But after the words went through his mind for two and a half times, he immediately came to his senses.

"Ah! The Norwegians are here, right?" Hagrid clapped his big hand and made a loud slap.

"That's right." Mu En nodded.

Just as he was talking, the shadow in the distance gradually came closer.

Only then did everyone see that in addition to the three flying dragons, there were also two flying broomsticks.

It seems that the two are obviously not the same party.

"It's really a dragon."

"Oh my God, there's the Norwegian Ridgeback, the Welsh Green Dragon, and the other one is the Black Dragon of the Hesidian Islands?!" Hagrid looked at the three dragons and murmured the varieties of the three dragons with a colorful face.

At the same time, Mu En also raised his hand, and a flash of fireworks appeared from his palm and flew towards the sky, guiding the people in the sky.

Harry also stood up and unconsciously took a step forward. He put his fingers on his glasses and rubbed them with his fingertips. The runes on the frames flickered.

"Harry, your glasses?" Hermione looked at Harry in surprise, with an unbelievable look of inquiry.

"Yeah, it's been transformed." Harry nodded, then turned his gaze back to the sky.

At this time, the visitor from that day was already close at hand.

At the same time, a strong boy on the back of the fire dragon eagerly bent his hand behind his back, as if to take off the strong bow he was carrying.

"be honest!"

"oh"