"Creatures from the Forbidden Forest?" Hagrid breathed a sigh of relief. "That's no problem."

If they were to dig deep into the Forbidden Forest, the workload would be too huge. Even if Dumbledore and the magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest allowed it, Hagrid felt that with his physique and the help of Grawp, it would take more than ten years.

But if you just pull out the Fantastic Beasts…

That's easy.

I, Rubeus Hagrid, King of the Forbidden Forest!

"Anything else?" Hagrid demanded.

Harry shook his head: "That's enough."

He immediately stood up, opened the bed, and fished out the tooth: "I'll go now. When I'm done, Harry, I'll write to you."

Vigorous and decisive.

Harry and the others didn't follow and turned to the Quidditch pitch.

Next Saturday, the Quidditch team will be selecting new players, and Ron wants to participate. He has been in Hogwarts for five years, and this year is his sixth year. He can't miss the most interesting sport among students.

He made an appointment with Harry to have some proper training.

Hagrid's control over the Forbidden Forest was much stronger than in previous years. After being prepared to continue using the wand, a strong half-giant who could cast spells was, in a sense, a carbon copy of Harry. Whether in physical combat or magical spellcasting, Hagrid was no match for him.

Although Hagrid dropped out of Hogwarts in his third year.

Looks silly and naive too.

But his talent in magic was not bad, at least he was at the level of an outstanding seventh grade graduate.

Just one day later, on Sunday afternoon, Hagrid's letter landed in front of Harry.

"Hagrid's done it?" Hermione was a little surprised.

Harry nodded. "The agreed time is midnight. He is afraid that if we go there now, we will make too much noise."

Wait until midnight.

They set out from the castle, unobtrusively, and greeted Mr. Filch cheerfully as he came out for his after-curfew patrol.

Mr. Filch has been in a good mood lately.

It seemed that because they would never see George and Fred again in Hogwarts, their faces were rosy and full of energy.

Even his back is straight, and he looks many years younger. One might even ignore that he is already in his sixties, almost seventy years old. For a Squib who can't use magic and is no different from an ordinary person, he is almost at the end of his life.

The opposite of him.

Mrs. Norris became thinner and weaker, no longer as energetic as before. She followed her master reluctantly, as if she was tied by a rope, sticking to his side the whole time.

"Is Filch in love?" Ron asked as if he suddenly realized something after walking down three flights of stairs.

Filch's appearance reminded him of George and Fred.

They usually don't dress up and look sloppy.

But ever since Fred fell in love, he suddenly started dressing up like a gentleman.

Filch is like this now.

Her clothes became clean and new, her hair was taken care of, and even with the use of Potter's hair tonic, Mrs. Norris's hair was washed to be fluffy.

"Probably not?" Hermione frowned.

Ron lowered his voice: "I heard last year that Filch and Mrs. Pince seemed to..."

"Mrs. Pince has a husband," interrupted Hermione.

Harry shook his head. "Filch doesn't smell like a woman, but he does smell like some potions."

"Potion?" Ron was startled.

Hermione thought of something: "Is it the Smith Charms Training Class?"

"I'm not sure, but it won't have any effect on my body." Harry continued to walk forward. "The potion is a normal vitality potion. The formula has been changed a little. The level is quite high. Drinking more will only do good to your body."

"I added some..."

“Rhodiola and holy basil?”

Ron turned around in surprise: "Harry, did Filch show it to you, or..."

"Yes, I smelled it." Harry nodded.

Hermione sniffed hard: "All I can smell is nightshade."

Ron looked at Hermione in even greater surprise.

All he smelled was Filch's perfume.

"Just think of it as Mr. Filch paying for the potion," Harry continued softly. He looked back and saw that Filch and Mrs. Norris had disappeared at the end of the corridor. He could still vaguely hear Peeves' arrogant laughter.

They walked out of the castle and to the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Hagrid was already waiting for them, wand in one hand and lamp in the other.

"Harry." He waved his hand. "This way."

"The centaurs don't really want to leave the forbidden forest. We need to go into the woods."

They didn't go too far into the woods and stopped in an open space in front of a small lake.

There are already many magical creatures swarming here.

A full-grown, strong unicorn, followed by a small group of cubs with golden fur that had not yet faded.

The centaur was teasing them with a branch.

The hippogriffs and the kneazles gathered together, with a group of cattails on their heads.

certainly……

There were also some relatively dangerous dark magic creatures. The fat poisonous horned beast huddled in the corner, staring greedily at the group of little unicorns, but it didn't dare to bite them. It could only stay far away to resist the temptation of the unicorn cubs.

Almost all the creatures from Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them are included here.

In addition to relatively rare and powerful magical creatures such as fire dragons and sphinxes.

Harry looked around. "Hagrid, where's your spider friend?"

"Aragog doesn't want to come." Hagrid shrank his head. "He doesn't really want to see you."

Harry wasn't a very friendly person to the Acromantula.

Over the years, they have often been attacked by Harry, their venom sacs opened and their venom removed.

"I'd love to see it." Harry tilted his head and looked into the distance. "The Acromantula's territory has grown again."

His words just fell.

The centaur responded with an unhappy tone: "Hagrid, it's time for you to take care of those eight-legged guys!"

“They are too arrogant!”

"You were away this summer, and they ran rampant. My tribesmen had several conflicts with them, and several of them were killed!"

The unicorn chirped in response.

Even those dark magic creatures have complaints.

"I'll talk to..." Hagrid began.

Harry interrupted him: "Hagrid, this is getting too big now, let me go talk to them."

"Aragog should be part of the Forbidden Forest."

Hagrid hesitated. "Harry, we have to talk properly."

"I always speak nicely." Harry nodded, pinching his hands and counting something.

Hagrid took Harry and Ron, who was eager to try, away.

Hermione carefully walked over to the unicorns, squatted down, and petted the little unicorns.

After taking a few steps, they entered the territory of the eight-eyed giant spider.

"Here? I have an impression. I remember that this didn't seem to be the territory of the eight-eyed giant spider before." Ron raised his head and looked at the spider webs hanging between the tree branches. Even though he was no longer afraid of spiders, this densely packed thing still made him frown.