After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

Now no one will laugh at anyone else, after all, everyone has to do the homework.

"So why did we choose this course?" Nott asked a soul-searching question.

"Okay, I drew the lot." Yang Mei said innocently, "But before, you said you didn't know what class to choose, so you asked me to draw the lot."

Draco leaned on the table: "Now it seems, Phil, your luck is really bad."

"If it doesn't work, we can just apply to change the course." Yang Mei didn't think it was a big problem.

"Will Professor Trelawney agree? Her class is already small in number. If a few of us leave, there will be even fewer people left." Draco looked at Yang Mei. He felt that his friend would definitely have a way.

Yang Mei...there's nothing we can do.

"Then what do you think we should do? Otherwise, I will put a curse on her and let her have a dream that she thought was a prophetic dream. In the dream, we applied to change classes, but she disagreed. Then a gust of evil wind blew her off the tower and she died on the spot.

This way, when she wakes up and finds that none of this has happened, she probably won't object if we ask her to change classes, right?"

After Yang Mei finished speaking, she looked at Draco and the others as if seeking approval.

"You are really, very cunning." The friends were all stunned.

They were chatting casually when suddenly Trelawney yelled from not far away and knocked over the teacup in his hand.

Just tell me, I don't know what kind of tea this is. The teacup turned over, but the tea leaves at the bottom of the cup didn't move at all, as if they were glued on.

"Oh, my God! Dear, dear..." Trelawney looked at Harry with a sad face.

Harry said calmly, "Professor, if you have anything to say, just say it."

"You know what, Potter looks different from before." Draco said close to Yang Mei's ear.

Yang Mei crossed her legs and said: "Although most of the Gryffindors are reckless people, you should also know that brains can be developed with hard work." For example, the current Harry Potter.

If he had encountered such a thing two years ago, he would have been so panicked that he would have stuttered.

Over there Trelawney had already begun her performance.

She pointed at the teacup she had knocked over with a trembling finger: "This is an ominous sign!"

As she spoke, she looked at Harry anxiously, as if she wanted to strangle him and force him to believe it.

Yang Mei thought that this young savior seemed to have the potential to become a Buddha instantly.

"Professor, can you elaborate on that?" Harry even smiled at Trelawney soothingly, "Don't be nervous, I'm not dead yet."

Trelawney choked visibly, but her sense of conviction was strong, and she maintained her horrified expression as she took a step back.

"It's ominous... It's a huge ghost dog, the darkest omen in the wizarding world! It foreshadows - death!" Trelawney trembled and spoke absurd words in an absurd tone.

Harry picked up the teacup that had turned over on the table and looked at the tea leaves at the bottom of the cup: "It really does look like the shape of a dog. The professor is very careful in his observation.

Since I am about to die, can you exempt me from today's homework, Professor?"

Trelawney felt very unfulfilled. What was wrong with this student? She had predicted that he was going to die, and this was his reaction?

No matter what, exempting students from homework is not an option.

"Okay." Harry said regretfully.

……

"Divination is so stupid." Draco complained before leaving the tower. "I think it's better to learn ancient runes. Although it's a little difficult, it's more interesting than Divination."

It is another cloudy day today. Yang Mei looked up at the sun in the sky, which was not so dazzling because it was covered by dark clouds. Well, it was quite comfortable.

"Actually, the prophecy she made to Potter just now is quite interesting. Regardless of whether it is true or not, it is quite consistent with the recent rumors. It is said that Sirius escaped from prison to kill Potter, so she followed the trend of the times and made such a prophecy." Yang Mei opened her arms and relaxed her muscles.

"What does it have to do with me? I still don't want to take this class!" Draco started to act like a spoiled brat.

"Okay, okay, young Master Malfoy, let's apply to change a course later, is that okay?" Yang Mei felt like she was coaxing a child.

Draco: Forgot about your own tantrums, huh?!

They came down from the tower and walked down a hill. Next they were going to Hagrid's hut for the Care of Magical Creatures class.

This was Hagrid's first class as a teacher, and everyone could see how excited he was. He was rubbing his hands together as if he was going to show off his skills.

"Today I'm going to open your eyes. This class is guaranteed to be exciting. Follow me!" Hagrid waved his hand and led them into the Forbidden Forest.

The forbidden forest during the day looked far less scary than at night. It seemed that once the factor of "darkness" was added to something, its horror would increase several times.

There are not many opportunities to enter the forbidden forest with good reason.

The little wizards gathered in groups of three or four to chat, almost forgetting that they were here for class, and instead seemed to be on a picnic.

They didn't actually walk very far. After all, it was not safe deep in the forbidden forest, so it was good enough to be able to take a look around the periphery.

"All right, no talking, everybody stand over there!" Hagrid flapped his arms like a mother hen herding her chicks. "Turn to page 49."

"Well, am I unable to keep up with the trend of the times? How do I turn the pages of this damn book?" Parkinson struggled to carry the heavy textbook, and those who didn't know her would think she was carrying a bomb.

This book does look strange. The pages inside seem to be relatively normal, but it is covered with a thick shell. The position where it should be opened is blocked by two rows of staggered "teeth", making it look very difficult to deal with.

"Touch the spine of the book first. If you don't, it will bite you like a mad dog. I don't think you would like to hear that experience." Yang Mei said kindly.

Perhaps to verify his words, Neville, who was not far away, did not touch the spine of the book. As a result, the book chased him and bit him like crazy, and a lot of paper scraps were sprayed out in the process.

Parkinson would not have doubted what Yang Mei said. After seeing what happened to Neville, she touched the spine of the book without hesitation.

How could such an elegant lady be chased and bitten by a book?

"To be honest, it's not that I have any prejudice against this big guy, but can he really teach us some real knowledge?" Draco asked, gently bumping into Yang Mei's shoulder.

Yang Mei lowered her eyelashes and flipped through the textbook casually: “Actually, it depends on how you think.

If you are taking this course to learn knowledge, then I advise you not to have too high hopes. Even if Hagrid has the teaching ability of Severus and Professor McGonagall, you can't learn much in the limited class time. You can find out this little knowledge by reading books in the library.

If you take this course just because you have to complete it, then why do you care whether it can teach us real knowledge? Just finish the course.

Divination is an elective, but Care of Magical Creatures is a required course."

It's just a matter of getting by. What's so difficult about that?

Draco thought about it and it made sense. He hadn't expected to learn anything useful in this course.

We should be more tolerant of big guys.

"Oh, my god!" Draco turned around and was attracted by Neville's appearance. "He is a talent to make himself like this."

Yang Mei also looked over and said, "It's quite nice. The tassel-style robe has a hint of wildness. Wouldn't it be a fashion trend if it were to go out?"

The other Gryffindors were also laughing.

"Neville, I asked you to touch the book, not for the book to 'touch' you! Look at what you are wearing, beggar's clothes?"

Neville's face was flushed red, he lowered his head, as if he was trying to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Hagrid stood in the open space and coughed loudly, drawing everyone's attention to him.

Then he let out an ambiguous shout towards the distance, and immediately the roar of some creature was heard from that direction.

A moment later a hippogriff came running up.

"Look at it, it's beautiful, isn't it?" Hagrid patted the Hippogriff's head lovingly. "Its name is Buckbeak. Everyone say hello to him."

But no one moved. Faced with an unknown magical creature, who would dare to step forward?

Yang Mei was not very interested in this strange-looking creature. If we talk about strangeness, he thought that Zulong’s nine sons looked more strange.

The dragon gives birth to nine sons, each of whom is different.

If this matter were brought to the attention of the wizarding world, it would take them hundreds of years to ponder it.

"First of all, we have to know that hippogriffs are very proud and easily offended, so don't be rude to them, otherwise you will die miserably." Hagrid solemnly warned all the young wizards, "Okay, who wants to say hello now?"

He looked like a vendor trying hard to sell his product.

Many Gryffindor people subconsciously took a big step back, and Harry, who was not in sync with them, was forced to become the one standing in the front.

Harry: “…” He did this again.

Hagrid's eyes lit up. He felt that his little Harry still felt sorry for him and knew that his first class was not easy.

"Very good, Harry, very good!" grinned Hagrid. "Come here!"

There was no choice but for Harry to walk over.

Hagrid stood there and gave verbal instructions: "Just walk slowly like this, don't rush, you have to let it move first. Out of courtesy, you should stand a certain distance away from it, bow to it, and wait and see if it will return the greeting. If Buckbeak returns the greeting, you can touch it; if not, then wait a while."

The main thing is to be casual, if it doesn’t work this time there’s always next time.

Yang Mei and Draco had already found a place to sit down. Neither of them wanted to touch Buckbeak.

The Hippogriff is not a docile magical creature, it is very aggressive.

It can be seen that even after Harry bowed to it, it still snorted angrily and stomped its paws on the ground, showing that it was extremely uncontrollable.

After a silent confrontation, Buckbeak seemed to realize that the little wizard in front of him had no ill will towards him, so he lowered his head and let Harry touch him.

Harry moved over at a snail's pace, squinting his lips as he reached out to touch it.

"Great job, Harry!" Hagrid cheered and clapped.

The corners of Harry's mouth, which were originally tense, curved at this moment.

But Hagrid still thought that was not enough. He strode over, pinched Harry's armpits and lifted him up.

"You can ride it now. Let it take you for a ride. Just ride on the base of the wings."

"Wait, wait a minute, Hagrid, is this okay?" Harry asked, struggling.

No matter how he looked at it, he felt that Buckbeak was being forced into doing the job. It was good enough for him to just touch him just now, why did he have to ride on him now?

Buckbeak became even more impatient, flapping his wings and taking a few steps back, obviously not wanting to be ridden.

But Hagrid was getting a little carried away now, and was so determined to throw Harry onto Buckbeak's back that he thought Buckbeak was being shy by backing away.

Until Buckbeak stretched out his wings, straightened his upper body, and rushed towards Harry's back with his sharp front claws shining with a cold light.

"Harry, be careful!" Ron shouted from a distance, and the others around him also screamed in horror.

Harry could already feel the cold wind on the back of his neck as the claws gradually came towards him!

Fortunately, before Buckbeak's claws broke Harry's neck, a beam of white light hit Buckbeak earlier.

The huge hippogriff flew backwards and hit a tree trunk, then lay on the ground motionless.

"We are all wizards. Shouldn't we use magic first when encountering problems?" Yang Mei rolled her eyes, "If everyone was just yelling like you, Potter's body would be cold by now.

And, Mr. Hagrid, I think you can let Potter go now?"

"Ah? Ouch!" Hagrid realized belatedly that Harry was still held in the air by him.

Harry: Some people seem to be alive, but in fact they are dead.

"Are you all right, Harry?" Hagrid asked apologetically.

Harry sighed, "He won't die for now. Don't worry, go check on Buckbeak."

Hagrid was just having no opinion at the moment, he just did whatever he was told to do.

After hearing what Harry said, Hagrid looked towards Buckbeak.

"Oh, my God! My poor Buckbeak...is it possible that it is dead?" Hagrid looked as if the sky had fallen.

Yang Meiwu said in a loud voice: "Ah, yes, yes, he's dead. I just used the killing curse to kill him."

It was almost time for the get out of class to end, so Yang Mei walked back the way she came.

There was also a sentence left in the air: "Let the Dementors take me away. Anyway, they are outside. It's convenient. They will be here soon."

There's no way to deal with Hagrid.

However, "no" is the norm for this big guy. Fortunately, he doesn't think about complicated things every day, and he lives a happy life in a daze.