Chapter 397 The Rampage Behemoth
"...If you don't mind, I also want to 'make' a few more friends."
The sudden appearance of this boy named Sokas caught both Ron and Hermione by surprise.
After Harry first conveyed Maca's warning to their ears, they unconsciously wanted to stay away from this person. And the other party's slightly leaning towards Slytherin just made them feel a little relieved.
When the other party's intentions have not been revealed, it is the most sensible behavior to keep a certain distance and spy secretly.
But never thought that the other party would step into their circle so abruptly. This can't help but make Hermione feel suspicious while secretly being vigilant.
What exactly does he want to do?
"Of course we welcome 'making' friends, but..." Hermione organized her words carefully, "We must stay in the castle, as Professor McGonagall has just ordered."
"Really?" Sokas smiled and said, "That's right, since we are students, we must know how to listen to the professor..."
He affirmed Hermione's words at first, but in the blink of an eye he began to refute calmly.
"But in some emergency situations, we must also know how to think, judge, and act by ourselves—" Sokas said with a serious tone, "Just like now, the situation in the Forbidden Forest requires us to find a way together .”
"'The situation in the Forbidden Forest'?" Hermione looked at him inexplicably.
"Yes, haven't you found out yet?" Sokas met Hermione's suspicious and guarded gaze without hesitation, and said frankly, "There is a worse situation in the Forbidden Forest,' Mr Potter may be in danger!"
"What are you talking about?" Ron frowned. "What happened in the Forbidden Forest? Besides, aren't you with us? How do you know?"
"You can tell at a glance?" Sokas waved to them, and then, as if he knew they would follow by himself, he turned and walked towards the corner of the corridor where he came.
Indeed, hearing what he said, it was impossible for the two who cared about Harry and Hagrid's comfort not to take a look. Even if the other party is lying, you can only keep up with the other party while reminding yourself to be vigilant at all times.
After Sokas barely disappeared around the corner, Ron and Hermione looked at each other, and then took steps at the same time.
In the corridor on the other side of the corner, you can see the outside scene through the window. If you try to look to the right, you can indeed see the Forbidden Forest.
Although only a part can be seen, it must be a dense and boring tree crown at a glance.
When they turned the corner, they immediately saw Sokas' figure - he didn't go far, and stood by the window quietly waiting for Hermione and Ron to arrive.
The two glanced at Sokas hesitantly, then turned their heads to look out the window in a tense state.
Just at the first glance, they found that the other party was not lying, because they quickly saw the abnormality on the other side of the Forbidden Forest - a crooked gap appeared in the middle of the originally undulating dark green canopy , and at one end of the gap, somewhere close to the outer circle of the Forbidden Forest, there is a touch of blackness that is roughly squeezing the trees and moving forward.
Anyway, the Forbidden Forest is still some distance away from the castle, so it's hard to see what the blackness is here.
But of course Hermione and Ron knew...
No, I believe everyone can tell that the blackness must be some kind of huge creature, which is so big that even the towering treetops cannot completely cover it.
"What's that?" Hermione and Ron both gasped in surprise.
"Who knows? But it must not be a good thing..."
Sokas, who was standing aside, shrugged, and then seemed to want to say something, but hesitated for some reason.
"Hmm..." He thought for a while, and then said again, "By the way, I have a piece of bad news here.
Do you want to listen to it? "
"what?"
Hermione and Ron, who were about to turn around and leave, stopped when they heard the words. This time Ron spoke first, but there was a hint of impatience in his tone.
He has never had a good impression of this Sokas, even if Maca's reminder is aside, he doesn't like this new classmate who seems to have some talent.
From Ron's point of view, this guy is a bit hypocritical no matter how he looks at it. If he had to describe it, maybe he would compare this guy named Sokas to "an enhanced version of Malfoy who has learned to pretend to be deep".
All in all, it's not pleasing to the eye.
"On my way back to the castle, I accidentally saw another person also ran into the Forbidden Forest—" Sokas said calmly under the anxious eyes of the two, "Well, he was sorted into you Helen of the Academy, Helen Schoen."
"Why didn't you say it earlier!"
Hermione was really angry this time, she said angrily, then turned around and ran, and Ron hurried to catch up.
While leaving, he did not forget to turn his head and give Sokas an annoyed look.
"Huh—come on as much as you can, both of you." Sokas chuckled, "...a stupid friendship."
He didn't waste any more time, Dang even took a step to follow closely. It can be seen that he is not as weak as ordinary wizards in terms of physical fitness, and he has not been thrown far away by the galloping Hermione and Ron.
...
On the other side, Professor McGonagall was advancing quickly on the lawn with another figure, heading towards the edge of the Forbidden Forest on the side of the hunting lodge.
In fact, Hermione's guess is indeed very reasonable. It is a very good idea for Professor McGonagall to call on Flitwick to go with him. But this time she guessed wrong.
Running beside Professor McGonagall was not the little Professor Flitwick, but rather the dumpy Head Hufflepuff, Professor of Herbal Medicine—Pomona Sprout .
Among the professors at Hogwarts, except for the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor whose seat was never secure, everyone else could be called competent.
Even Trelawney, a professor of Divination who is not very trusted, and Hagrid, a professor of Conservation of Magical Creatures who always scares people with dangerous species, are quite suitable for their respective positions.
But if someone asks the little wizards, which one of the professors has the highest combat ability.
Maybe some people will support Professor Flitwick, maybe some people think that Snape is probably also very strong, and maybe, as the current acting headmaster, Professor McGonagall is definitely not bad...
However, I am afraid that no one will think of the amiable herbal medicine professor Sprout who is like a kind fat grandma when considering the level of combat.
But, as the dean of Hufflepuff College, is she really only good at 'serving' and 'making' 'flowers' and 'flowers'?
Well, in fact, "flower" and "flower" grass are not simple, not at all! Especially the "flowers" and "flowers" grasses with all kinds of weird magic powers.
Professor McGonagall, who had been her classmate for two years, knew very well that if she was in some areas with lush vegetation, she would make anyone who dared to underestimate her suffer.
Not long after, Mag and Sprout rushed into the woods hand in hand. Not long after they stepped into the forest, they felt the ground tremble.
"It's not right, this is not something that the centaurs can 'make'." Professor McGonagall said with a frown.
"Anyway, go and see first, it should be over there," Professor Sprout lost her usual gentleness, and she pointed in a certain direction without hesitation, "I hope Potter is okay... oh , I really don’t want to think too much about it!”
The two were running quickly in the woods, but they were still old after all, and the strenuous exercise made the two old wizards seem to be working hard, and the sound of panting echoed in their ears.
After a long run between trees and bushes, they soon found they were in the right place. The source of the shock that the two of them noticed at first seemed to be not far ahead.
When they once again pushed aside the dense bushes half a person's height and bypassed a few trees, they immediately saw a scene of fierce group battles.
It may not be appropriate to say that it is a group battle, but to be precise, it is a siege!
The horsemen ran back and forth swiftly and skillfully in the forest, and the tree trunks with small gaps could not hinder them in the slightest. These creatures, whose upper body was almost human-shaped, but whose lower body was no different from a horse, bent their bows and set their arrows, and the arrows shot at the extremely huge beast time and time again with the whistling sound of piercing the air.
On the other side, Hagrid was protecting Harry behind him impatiently, his eyes were full of anger.
The giant beast that was being surrounded by the horsemen and was constantly 'shooting' from the trees was a rare and magical creature covered in pitch black - a three-headed giant dog.
It has another name called "Luwei".
That's right, this is actually Hagrid's three-headed dog that gets sleepy when he listens to music. It had been Hagrid who had bought it from a Greek wizard in a pub when it was still a baby.
But three-headed dogs, no matter how cute they are when they are young, they will always make people worry when they grow up - their racial characteristics are determined early, and they cannot be kept at home as ordinary pets of.
Because they eat a lot, grow fast, and average size is quite amazing. I'm afraid that only a guy like Hagrid who deeply loves the aesthetics of violence would want to keep this kind of creature as a pet.
In Maca's first year of school, Hagrid lent the three-headed dog named Lu Wei to Dumbledore, using it as the first hurdle to protect the Sorcerer's Stone.
"They are actually not as scary as people imagine, as long as there is enough food and a little music, they will be quite satisfied-at least Lu Wei is like this!"
Hagrid once said so, but just now, he saw the side that his Lu Wei should have.
In any case, all creatures with sharp fangs and claws, no matter how obediently they are trained, still have the risk of suddenly going berserk.
"...Who on earth offended Lu Wei?" Hagrid's heart was 'fired' with anger.