Hogwarts and the Atypical Wizard

Tuesday, ten-thirty.

Sainz and his roommates rushed to the edge of the forbidden forest, where they were going to have two consecutive classes.

The professor of Care of Magical Creatures is called Sylvanus Kettleburn, a particularly sturdy old man with a white beard.

He has a reckless personality and doesn't seem like a Hufflepuff at all, but he is one.

He is a man who is even more obsessed with magical creatures than Hagrid, and for this he was given three prosthetic limbs.

After class, Professor Kettleburn came in a hurry, leaning on a crutch and limping.

Although he is physically disabled, his voice is loud and high-pitched, and you can tell from his voice that he is a cheerful person.

"My name is Sylvanus Kettleburn, Professor of Care of Magical Creatures at Hogwarts.

Now, everyone, don't just stand there, follow me, go inside, you don't think this is where the class is going to take place, do you? "

He limped along a path to the other side, and everyone followed him in a single file.

After walking for a while, we came to an open space.

"Hello, Professor Kettleburn!" A rough voice came from a tall figure.

An unexpected but reasonable person appeared here, Hagrid!

This should be part of the Hogwarts hunting grounds. It is reasonable for a gamekeeper to appear in the hunting grounds.

Sainz found that he had run into the forbidden forest several times, but this was his first time coming to this place.

"Hello, Hagrid!" Professor Kettleburn returned the greeting.

He turned to the students and said, "I think many of you know him, Hagrid, the gamekeeper. He will serve as the teaching assistant for this course when necessary. He has a wealth of knowledge and is very enthusiastic!"

Hagrid was very happy to be praised by him. His black beetle-like eyes narrowed and his thick beard twitched.

"Hagrid, are the animals ready?"

"Yes Professor, they have eaten acorns, tilapia and iron pellets and are in great shape now!"

"Very well, thank you Hagrid!"

After Professor Kettleburn finished talking to Hagrid, he said to the students, "The magical creature we are going to learn about today is a very rare bird. I must say, they are not easy to see.

Come with me, children, into the tent."

When Sainz arrived here, the first thing he noticed was the tent on the open space. It was the only man-made building here.

He guessed that might be where the school kept magical animals. Otherwise, it would be hard to explain where the animals used in class had gone. They couldn't all be kept free in the Forbidden Forest.

The tent on the open space looked like a circle with a pointed roof, about six or seven meters high and about fifteen meters in diameter.

After the professor spoke, Hagrid began to greet, "Everyone, go in through the entrance next to me. You are about to enter the enclosure of the Hogwarts hunting ground. There are many rare magical animals here, which are rarely seen in other places.

There are many animals that the Ministry of Magic prohibits from keeping, but these are not, of course, they are specially licensed for teaching purposes."

When he got to the tent, Sainz greeted Hagrid: "Hi, Hagrid!"

"Hi! Sainz!" Hagrid was very happy to see him. "Third grade is starting to get busy, but you should definitely come to the cabin and sit down when you have time."

“Yeah, there are obviously a lot more classes, and the whole day is fully scheduled, so it’s all very hectic all of a sudden.

I will definitely visit you, Yaya and... you know, on the weekend."

"Hmm...Okay! Let's go in quickly. The animals we are going to learn about today are very precious. We must not miss them."

Sainz and his roommate walked through the entrance of the tent and went inside.

As he expected, it looked like a tent from the outside, but inside it was like an indoor zoo, probably much more spacious than Newt's box.

Although it is large, each animal has a separate partition compartment, and each door has a label with its name. It is not like a Muggle zoo that uses glass or cages to hold animals.

Looking in from the outside, you can't see anything.

All I could see were closed wooden doors like those in a dormitory.

As they entered, they heard the professor shouting, "Come over here, to the bird section!"

They walked through the zoomorphic area and approached the professor.

Once everyone was in, Hagrid followed and closed the entrance to the tent.

After entering the bird area, he walked further in and passed several wooden doors. Sainz noticed the Fortune Teller, the Evil Bird, and the Golden Snidget. Finally, they stopped in front of a wide wooden door.

Ball escaping bird.

Sainz thought, “That’s it!

It is indeed a very rare and magical creature."

The old professor didn't say anything and led everyone to push the door in. The space inside was also very large.

After entering, several fat birds walking back and forth on the green grass with sparse vegetation immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"This is the ball-eating bird. Does anyone know anything about it? Anything at all!" The professor pointed at the fat bird covered with gray-green fur and asked everyone.

When no one raised their hands, Sainz said, “They are about 70 to 90 centimeters tall and long, cannot fly, are omnivorous, eat both plant seeds and fish and crabs, and are native to Mauritius.

Most importantly, they are known for their ability to escape. Apparition is a racial talent of theirs, and regardless of whether they are adults or not, they can effortlessly disappear from a place without a trace. "

"Excellent, Autumn! Five points to Hufflepuff!

Did anyone notice what Hagrid said at the door just now?"

"Hagrid not only gave them food, but also iron pellets!" Sainz said.

"Yes, does anyone know what the reason is?"

Ben said: “Maybe it’s to help with digestion!

I heard from my dad that some birds eat rocks to help them grind their food, and I think feeding it iron pellets serves a similar purpose."

"That's a good guess, Stebbins. Many experienced wizards think so too.

But the scorpionfish is special. In nature, it will specifically look for iron ore to eat. If it is just to help digestion, other stones will also be fine. There is no need to specifically look for iron ore. "

"Then why does it eat iron?" Florence Sebelphia asked, "Is it because it can get magic from iron?"

"Very close. Hagrid and I discovered that they eat iron for two purposes. One is what Miss Sebelfia guessed, to get magic from the iron. The other is probably to get spiritual satisfaction."

"Spiritual satisfaction? What do you mean?

Can they feel happy too, Professor? "

"Yes, we found that if you feed a ball bird some iron pellets, it will be more willing to get close to you and behave much happier.

Just like when we eat our favorite food, deliciousness makes us feel happy!

The specific manifestation is what you see now!

Be willing to be in front of people when there are many of them.

Normally they are much more shy than they are now, and will hide as soon as they see people!"

"So it eats the iron like I eat cake?!"

Ben looked idiotic, as if he was thinking about what kind of taste buds he had to have to taste the taste of cake in angle iron...