Chapter 59

The Genie Starting from Marvel

After leaving Dumbledore's office, Lupin led Frank towards the room arranged for him.

Snape watched the figures of the two people disappear from behind, then snorted coldly, turned around and returned to his room, preparing to brew Wolfsbane Potion for Lupin.

No matter how you turn over, in the end, you still have to drink the potion I made.

In the middle of the night, Frank was sleeping soundly in bed when he was suddenly awakened by a beast's roar.

Drawing his Holy Spear, he ran out of the room and Frank looked in the direction the sound came from.

Looking from afar, the black forest was filled with faint mist, blocking the light of the silver moon in the sky.

At this time, Lupin also walked out of the room.

"It's fine, that's the Forbidden Forest. It's estimated that some creature is in heat in the middle of the night." Lupin said indifferently.

Having hung out with James for so many years, the Forbidden Forest had almost become their backyard, and he wasn't afraid at all.

But as soon as Lupin's voice fell, roars came from the direction of the Forbidden Forest, followed by the sound of trees collapsing and falling. If one listened carefully, one could even hear the sound of arrows piercing the air.

"Are you sure this is in heat?" Frank asked. Is the movement of these magical creatures in heat a bit too big?

"...... I'm not sure either. Should we go over and take a look?" Lupin instigated.

Since they had come to Hogwarts, if they didn't take a night tour of the Forbidden Forest in the middle of the night, wouldn't it be a wasted trip?

Frank didn't say no. Given that he would have to stay here for a while, he was willing to contact more local creatures and collect more information.

"Follow me." Lupin waved his hand and led Frank to Hagrid's cabin with ease.

This is a very rough-style small wooden cabin, and its appearance is full of a kind of simple and rude wildness...

Alright, to be honest, it's just a simple small wooden cabin. That appearance is that all skill points were added to practicality, and not a single bit of aesthetics was added.

"Hagrid, Hagrid, are you asleep?" Lupin knocked hard on the small door of the wooden cabin and said loudly.

After no one replied, Lupin put his ear to the door and listened carefully, not hearing Hagrid's earth-shaking snoring.

"Maybe he went to patrol the Forbidden Forest?" Lupin turned to Frank and said, then found that Frank had been looking in one direction, so he followed and looked over, vaguely seeing a huge black shadow over there.

"Who's there?!"

"Lupin? You're back?"

Following a few 'thump, thump, thump' footsteps, a huge giant over three meters tall walked out of the woods. The hot air sprayed from his bad breath blew away some of the flowing mist, and the tangled hair even more realistically demonstrated what wildness was.

In the giant's right hand, he held an oil lamp that was much smaller relative to his body. Under the swaying light of the oil lamp, there was a huge mastiff, and its appearance looked quite fierce at first glance.

"Hagrid?" Lupin hesitated for a few seconds and asked uncertainly.

"Of course, long time no see, don't you recognize me?" Hagrid walked up enthusiastically and gave Lupin a big bear hug.

Frank could clearly see that Lupin's body was deformed under Hagrid's hug, and even Lupin's face turned a bit blue.

"Lightly, lightly, Hagrid!" Lupin shouted twice before being let go, and then gasped for breath in place.

"Why are you so strong? Your strength is also much greater than before." Lupin sighed and said.

"Hahaha." Hagrid scratched his hair, and his thick fingers pulled some hair off by the way, not afraid of making himself bald. "Maybe it's because I've been eating more recently, so I've grown a bit."

Lupin patted Hagrid's stomach. How old are you and you're still growing? Subsequently, Lupin began to introduce the two.

"This is Hagrid, the gamekeeper of the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts. He has a bit of giant blood and is a very good person."

"This is Frank, a friend of mine. He came to find Headmaster Dumbledore for something and will stay in the school for the time being."

"Hello." Hagrid reached out his hand and said to Frank.

"Hello." Under the contact of their palms, Frank was slightly startled in his heart. He felt that Hagrid's strength was definitely higher than his own. He really deserved to have giant blood.

While the two were greeting each other, Lupin squatted in front of Fang, teasing him. Fang looked like a fierce mastiff, but in fact, he was a very loyal and easy-to-get-along-with dog.

"Good dog, Fang~ I'm back~" Lupin teased him twice, but Fang didn't have any reaction, just yawning in place, looking like he was very sleepy.

"Hagrid, what's wrong with Fang? Is he sick?"

"No, he's just been lazy recently. Maybe it's because he's old. It's fine, he'll be fine after a sleep." Hagrid walked over, touched Fang's head, rubbed against him, and replied, then led Frank and Lupin towards the cabin. "Come on, come in and talk."

Walking into the cabin, a strong smell entered Frank's nasal cavity. This smell is a bit overwhelming.

Lupin on the side drew his wand, Scourgify. Where the spell passed, the stains dissipated a lot, and the smell in the air was much better.

"Eat some small snacks." Hagrid enthusiastically took out cookies and placed them in front of Frank.

Under Frank's gaze, the cookies seemed to flash with a metallic luster. After thinking about it, for the sake of his teeth, Frank still didn't take a bite.

Lupin on the side was even more mentally prepared and entered the topic directly. "Hagrid, did something happen in the Forbidden Forest? We heard some strange sounds."

"Nothing happened. A few Erumpents broke into the Centaur camp, and both sides had a small conflict. They suffered some minor injuries, so I went to mediate." Hagrid explained.

"Erumpents and Centaurs?" Lupin couldn't believe it.

Erumpent is a magical creature that looks like a rhinoceros and an elephant. Its personality is considered relatively gentle among magical creatures.

Centaurs are even more so, a group that is keen on stargazing and divination, doesn't like to use violence, and is relatively friendly to the cubs of any animal.

"Yeah, everyone has been very sleepy recently, and they have a lot of 'morning temper' when disturbed at night." Hagrid sighed. "Actually, if it weren't for a Centaur picking up a long-handled axe and taking a swing, things wouldn't have developed to this point."

Centaur? Long-handled axe?

Lupin felt more and more like he was dreaming. In his impression, those Centaurs who were hard to get along with all used bows and arrows; he hadn't seen them use melee weapons.

Frank, who hadn't had much contact, wasn't too surprised.

This matter didn't exceed his cognition. Centaurs, aren't they just centaurs? Centaur axemen, centaur warriors, isn't this a very common creature in fantasy settings?

Moreover, Frank also remembered that there is a very famous Centaur Axe King in a game.