v3 Chapter 215： innocent

Buckbeak's obedience surprised the people present: This hippogriff doesn't look as ferocious as the legends say?

The old wizard headed by the committee looked at Hagrid, "Can you guarantee that this is the Hippogriff that hurt people that day?"

"Of course," Hagrid looked at Buckbeak proudly, his eyes full of relief, "Buckbeak is the most special even among hippogriffs."

The old wizard: ...

Is this something to be proud of?

"You named this hippogriff, do other hippogriffs have names too?" The old wizard was a little curious.

"Of course, these beautiful, cute little guys, I have named them." Hagrid nodded.

The old wizard glanced at Buckbeak. It was indeed beautiful, but cute... what was that sentence called? You look cute, it looks delicious. Only people like Hagrid would find it cute, right?

"Actually, it's not too bad. Muggle animal breeders also name the animals they keep." A colleague of the old wizard explained to Hagrid, which was a roundabout.

Lucius snorted coldly, "I still can't change that virtue. It seems that the encounters in your student days didn't give you any longer memory!"

When he was a student, Hagrid was involved in a murder case for raising eight-eyed giant spiders, and was eventually dismissed unjustly. However, Hagrid's love for those dangerous magical creatures did not weaken any points.

As if he hadn't heard Lucius' words, Hagrid happily said to Tom, "You can try to touch it, pat it on the mouth—or feed it something."

Hagrid took out a dead ferret from his suit and threw it into Tom's hands under the astonished eyes of the others.

Tom stuffed the ferret into Buckbeak's mouth and watched as it swallowed the ferret in one bite. This action reminded Tom of penguins that eat rabbits, and they all swallowed them in one bite, but the hippogriff was much easier to swallow than the penguin.

"I believe that as long as they are emotionally invested, most animals can live in peace with wizards - if you don't believe me, you can ask Professor Scamander." Tom brushed Buckbeak's hair and led the topic to stand aside. A delighted Newt.

For Newt, the happiest thing is seeing people and animals live in harmony. Seeing that Tom brought the topic to this point, he also began to chatter about his experience in protecting magical animals.

Buckbeak swallowed the ferret and closed his eyes contentedly, looking very comfortable. Just as Newt was promoting his ideas, Buckbeak opened his eyes, fluttered his wings, and held one out in front of Tom.

"Ha! Tom, it's inviting you, that ferret didn't feed for nothing!" Hagrid was very happy when he saw Buckbeak taking the initiative to stretch out his wings to Tom. This represents acceptance in the Hippogriff's world, meaning the Hippogriff allows Tom to ride it.

"Come on, climb up along the wings... try not to pull its feathers, it will make it unhappy..." Hagrid hurriedly pointed at Tom, his eyes filled with envy: he wanted to ride Buckbeak too!

This is one of Hagrid's life wishes... but it will never be realized, because Hagrid's size is too big, just like an adult wanting to ride his own alpaca to gallop on the road.

Tom put one foot on Buckbeak's wing, Buckbeak pushed up hard, and Tom was thrown onto Buckbeak's back.

Then Tom encountered a problem: Buckbeak's neck was full of soft feathers, and he seemed to have nowhere to start.

Hagrid shouldn't have taken Buckbeak's collar off so soon!

But Buckbeak didn't care whether the passengers on its back found the "handrail", it spread its wings violently, fully unfolding its twelve-foot-long wings, and after attracting everyone's attention, it rushed into the sky as soon as it flapped its wings. .

Tom quickly clamped Buckbeak's body with his legs, trying to keep his balance in the air. He could feel Buckbeak flapping his wings on either side of him, sometimes slapping him when the wings were raised.

The feeling of riding a hippogriff is not very good. It feels like riding a fierce horse without a saddle.

The little wizards and officials of the Ministry of Magic on the ground have become black spots, and they are now at least fifty feet in the air. But don't worry, even if he falls, Dumbledore can catch it. If he can't catch it, he must be playing himself.

Tom didn't know that since he rode a hippogriff to the sky, the little wizards on the ground exploded, and everyone was very excited.

Buckbeak flew around the paddock, and finally dived down, landing on the ground with a muffled thud.

The surrounding students lined up in a row, all cheering and cheering, and even the officials of the Ministry of Magic had smiles on their faces. Tom's mind moved slightly when he saw the familiar face of Hermione in the crowd, so he patted Buckbeak on the neck and drove it away in the direction of the little wizard.

Buckbeak seemed to understand what Tom meant, and slowly walked towards the little wizards.

"Bow!" Newt called to the students.

The little wizards hurriedly bowed to Buckbeak, and Buckbeak held his head high and carried Tom all the way to them. Tom let Buckbeak walk, and he didn't stop Buckbeak until he got to Hermione.

"Come on," Tom leaned over and held out a hand towards Hermione.

"What? You—" Before Hermione could react, Tom grabbed her arm and pulled it to Buckbeak's side. Tom's other hand also reached over, passed through Hermione's armpit, and with a force, hugged her onto the hippogriff.

"Yeah! Itching—" Hermione's sensitive armpit was suddenly touched by a foreign object, which made her shudder, and her body trembled involuntarily. Fortunately, Tom's movements were fast enough to hold her on Buckbeak's back before Hermione could produce other movements.

"Take us one more flight, and I'll treat you to ferrets!" Tom drew a big round cake for Buckbeak.

Buckbeak chirped as if he understood what he said, then took two steps and rushed into the sky again.

"Ah!" The sudden weightlessness made Hermione scream, and the hippogriff's movements also made her feel very uncomfortable. She was scrambling to find a place where she could borrow strength, but the hippogriff's movements made her feel very uncomfortable. There was no armrest on her body, and she instinctively hugged Buckbeak's neck.

"Oh, I really don't like this feeling—Tom, you big bastard—" Hermione was a little scared and muttered to herself quickly.

"Don't be afraid," Tom's voice came from behind her, and a pair of strong arms passed through Hermione's waist and hugged her tightly.

It's Tom.

After being hugged by Tom, Hermione felt a lot more stable, and the fear in her heart seemed to vanish. Tom's embrace gave her a sense of security, so she loosened Buckbeak's neck and lay in Tom's arms with peace of mind. Tom's embrace gave Hermione extra thought to feel what was happening outside.

Sure enough, after relaxing, everything changed. The weightlessness during liftoff disappeared without a trace, leaving only the oncoming wind and the feeling of freedom in the sky.

This was the first time Hermione flew into the sky on a hippogriff, and she couldn't help closing her eyes, feeling the breath of the wind.

The moist air, the bumpy feeling, so that's what it feels like to fly on a hippogriff! At the same time, she could feel the warm touch behind her, and Tom's heavy head - his chin resting on Hermione's shoulder.

"If you like it, we'll fly a little longer."

Hermione hummed softly, and continued to shrink back into Tom's arms. Tom also hugged Hermione harder, her hair was blown up by the wind and brushed against his face, leaving a lingering scent. Hermione also had an elegant fragrance, which was sent into her chest by the wind.

The girl in his arms was so soft that Tom could even feel her heartbeat.

In this way, Buckbeak flew the two of them around the paddock first, and then flew over the Black Lake and crossed the lake. The mirror-like lake surface that was touched by the claws shattered, and the water splashes wet the hem of their robes.

After crossing the Black Lake, Buckbeak flew up the cliff and came to the outside of Hogwarts Castle. At this time, most of the students were taking classes in the castle, and they didn't know that two little wizards were flying outside the castle on a hippogriff.

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"Very well, Miss Spinnet's transformation has been very successful, and I bet she can get 'Excellent' if she can do this in the O.W.L exam!" Professor McGonagall was patrolling the classroom, checking The transformation results of the students.

Alia Spinnet's transformation is so satisfying to her that Professor McGonagall compliments her.

At this moment, a shadow passed by the window, attracting the attention of a red-haired student. He looked away from his mouse—he had just turned it into a snuff bottle, which had a few mouse beards on its mouth. So he restored the snuff bottle to the shape of a mouse, ready to do it again.

But the shadow outside the window made him stop what he was doing and look out the window.

Then, he saw a hippogriff flying outside carrying two people.

"Merlin..." The red-haired student exclaimed in a low voice.

"Fred Weasley! If you keep saying half-heartedly, I will be very unhappy with your Transfiguration grades!" Professor McGonagall had walked near Fred at some point and saw Fred Not only did not complete the transformation, but also looked out the window in a daze.

A surge of anger rose in Professor McGonagall's heart, she scolded Fred sternly and asked him to take his attention back.

"Ah! Professor?! Look out the window - someone is flying outside on a hippogriff!" Fred was startled by Professor McGonagall and said subconsciously.

After saying these words, the class seemed to explode like a pot, and the little wizards by the window immediately squatted on the window and looked out. .

"Where? Where?"

"Look at that—they're going to turn around!"

"Has anyone seen who the man on the hippogriff's back is?"

"Quiet!" Professor McGonagall couldn't bear it any longer, and shouted, "Twenty points from Gryffindor! Everyone, return to my seat!"

Professor McGonagall's anger is not something that ordinary students can bear, so the students scattered and quickly returned to their seats.

But their hearts have already flown out the window.

Not only the little wizard who taught Transfiguration on McGonagall, the students in Professor Flitwick's class, the students in Professor Lupin's class, the students in Professor Binns' class... As long as they saw the passing figure The little wizards were drawn away.

Little did Tom know that he was causing a little stir at Hogwarts Castle. At this point his mind was completely on Hermione. He could feel Hermione clinging closer to him as Buckbeak accelerated. He also took the opportunity to hug Hermione tighter, wishing the two of them would become one.

While riding a hippogriff in the sky, holding his favorite girl in his arms, this is the happiness Tom wants.

Finally, with another familiar muffled sound and a tremor, Buckbeak fell to the ground.

There were applause and whistles from the little wizards all around. Tom also seemed to hear the shutter of the camera.

"Let me go, what's the point of holding on like this..." Hermione also woke up from the excitement of flying, and she quickly motioned Tom to let her go.

"okay!"

Tom pulled Hermione down from the hippogriff with a slight force on his arms, successfully avoiding someone to find fault in the future and ask "Why not let Hermione come down first?" Such a strange question.

After Tom slid off Buckbeak, he patted Buckbeak lightly on the back, indicating that it could go back. Buckbeak raised his head and neighed, and ran towards Hagrid with joy.

After coming to Hagrid's side, Hagrid hurriedly took out the ferret he had prepared and threw it to Buckbeak. This hippogriff was not polite, and just chomped on it.

At this time, Tom and Hermione were also surrounded by little wizards, and everyone asked them about the feeling of riding a hippogriff.

At this moment, a small figure squeezed out of the crowd, leaned in front of Tom, and said loudly to him, "I took several sets of photos I will send you a copy when I develop it—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was squeezed out by the other little wizards. But Tom still recognized the little guy. He was Colin Creevey. He was a super fan of Harry. He usually likes to take pictures with a magic camera.

"Look, this hippogriff has a very docile character - as long as you follow the rules." Dumbledore said with a smile, looking at Buckbeak, who was gobbling up.

"That makes sense." The old wizard nodded and looked at his colleagues, "Let's vote now, please raise your hand if you think Buckbeak is innocent!"

A large number of thin, wrinkled hands were raised.

"I see, there is no need to vote anymore," the old wizard glanced at the votes roughly, "I declare that Buckbeak is acquitted by the decision of the Committee on the Disposal of Dangerous Animals!"

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Two in one four thousand chapters!

Received the pork, so happy!

I baked a piece that night, and today I made stewed pork ribs. Life is complete!