Hogwarts players never admit defeat

"The cabin behind the castle should be right here in front."

Chengzhenle arrived not far from the registration address written on the bulletin board.This location can be said to be very remote, and he turned several corners.

He mustered up his courage and strode forward.

It was a cabin.At the door of the cabin, an elderly gentleman was playing with his pet dog with a strange tail.

Cheng Zhenle had read "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" carefully, so after a few observations, he determined that it was a swallow-tailed dog with an unforked tail.

"Oh, junior Gryffindor, what are you doing here?"

Cheng Zhenle took the opportunity to explain his purpose, "Hello, is the Magical Beasts extracurricular group registered here?"

"Come, come here, I need to feed this little cutie some food," the old gentleman said, "I've fed it all the rock biscuits I brought from Hagrid in the past few days. Although this little guy doesn't But I could tell it was a little angry."

Cheng Zhenle followed the instructions and walked closer.

As he got closer, he realized that the old gentleman in front of him had a wooden hand exposed outside his sleeve.

It seemed that he noticed Cheng Zhenle's eyes falling on his wooden hand. The old gentleman did not feel embarrassed. Instead, he pulled up his sleeves with a smile and some pride, so that Cheng Zhenle could see more.

"This is the medal I got from fighting a Ukrainian Ironbelly 38 years ago." He said proudly.

Hearing this, Cheng Zhenle also had a clear guess about the identity of the old gentleman in front of him.

As expected, this was the professor who taught Care of Magical Creatures whose name he had not remembered.

"I still remember her, she was such a beauty, with shiny gray scales! It's a pity that the Ukrainian authorities did not agree, otherwise I would have to keep her."

The old gentleman continued to reminisce and seemed not to notice the evil-spirited look of the swallow-tailed dog next to him, which had already waggled its forked tail into a spiral, looking at the food bowl.

Cheng Zhenle had to interrupt him and reminded: "Sir, the swallow-tailed dog seems to want to eat from the food bowl."

The old gentleman responded and touched the swallow-tailed dog's head lovingly, "You are really bad, but I will still forgive you, my little cutie."

Then, as if he had thought of something, he looked at Cheng Zhenle, "Did you recognize the little cutie as a swallow-tailed dog? That's great. You keep calling me sir, doesn't it mean you don't know my name?"

"...Yes, I really don't know." In fact, he has a hard time remembering names. For example, he has forgotten the name of the professor of the astronomy class he is going to take in the evening. He only vaguely remembers the name Nice. pronounce.

"I am Professor Silvanus Kettleburn of Care of Magical Creatures, and I am also the instructor of this Care of Magical Creatures study group." The old gentleman, Professor Kettleburn, said while feeding the swallow-tailed dog: " In fact, this organization only recruits students who usually get A (pass) or above in the Care of Magical Creatures class.”

Cheng Zhenle was a little disappointed when she heard this. There was no class on protecting magical animals in the first grade.

"But if you can convince me of your love for magical beasts, I wouldn't mind giving you junior brats an extra chance to join."

Professor Kettleburn's words completely changed Cheng Zhenle's mood from gloomy to bright, "Professor! I will definitely convince you."

"Have you had any additional contact with magical animals?"

"It seems...no." Cheng Zhenle recalled the little animals he had met recently. Owls are not magical animals. Ron's rat Scabbers in the next dormitory doesn't seem to be magical animals either. Neville's toad Lyford doesn't seem to be either. Then It seems that he has never seen Mr.

"Muggle parentage?"

"Yes."

"No wonder, then why can you recognize that the cutie is a swallow-tailed dog?"

"Because of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them."

"Oh, Senior Newt's book." Professor Kettleburn nodded, "It seems that you are indeed very interested in magical animals, but the look in your eyes when you saw the little cutie was too dull. Finally, give me the one you really want. Reasons to join this study group!”

The look in the little cutie’s eyes is too bland?What a unique judgment, but he is indeed more curious about magical animals. Without much contact, he doesn't have much love. Chengzhenle thought silently, how about telling the truth.

So he said firmly: "Because I want to be a magizoologist." Very much!

While Professor Kettleburn stopped the swallow-tailed dog from wanting to eat the feeding bowl in his hand, he raised his head and looked at Cheng Zhenle with a smile and said jokingly: "Hey, such a young first-year kid has already decided on his career. . I thought that only the eaglets in Ravenclaw could plan their career choices while in school."

"Yes." So does Magizoologist mean it literally?He thought there would be other explanations from the magic world.

"Then since you have this determination, I will give you a chance to join. The group activities are held every Saturday. The location is the third room on the left corridor on the third floor. The way to open the door is to touch and smell the pictures on the door. head."

Looking at Chengzhenle who was obediently taking note of his words, the old professor added with a smile: "The club's academic year mission is to raise a magical animal. The breeding process must be written as a thesis. If you make it up, you will be kicked out."