After rolling dozens of meters, he stopped on the slippery hunting ground. He lay on the grass with a big word, letting the rain crackle on his face, but he didn't feel unhappy at all.

On the contrary, he had a sense of relief.

This feeling does not come from the environment, but from his heart. He had a sense of reality. He felt that he was really alive now.

The dark clouds and torrential rain in the sky gradually subsided after losing Hoffa's mental field.

In the distance, a big bird circled down. She stood beside Hoffa and rubbed her head on Hoffa's neck.

It's Maya.

Hoffa lay on the grass, touched her head sideways and said softly, "thank you. I don't know what to do without you."

Maya let out a low cry.

At this time, high, a figure stumbled up.

"Hello, Hoffa? Where are you? "

Maya raised her head and hissed.

Agraia finally saw him, and she rushed over.

Maybe the rainstorm made the grass too slippery, or the ups and downs she had just experienced made her stand unstable. When she was running, she fell to the ground on the way and rolled down. Finally, she rubbed against Hoffa with her face close to the turf and was in a mess.

Although Hoffa's head was in pain, he could not help grinning. The smile affected the muscles, and the ribs hurt badly.

It's too real.

Agraia got up, wiped his face, hit Hoffa angrily, and then laughed a little.

Finally, she knelt down and said, "Hey, what's going on?"

Hoffa was lying on the lawn, holding Maya's head and turning his head with a smile.

"It's nothing, just a little experience in metamorphosis."

"A little experience!" Agleia raised her arm in anger and pouted her mouth. Obviously very unhappy.

Hoffa elbowed himself up and said, "come on, help me see Miranda and Dumbledore."

Seeing that Hoffa was ok, aglea got up and just wanted to go back to the court.

Miranda appeared from high with Dumbledore.

Maya whispered in Hoffa's ear and left the hunting ground flapping her wings.

Seeing Hoffa lying on the grass and a group of magical creatures in the distance, Dumbledore showed a look of surprise. A few seconds later, he nodded to Hoffa.

Then he pushed Miranda in the direction of Hoffa, indicating that he didn't need help.

Dumbledore walked alone to the place where the black wizard and magical creatures fell to the ground, waving a magic wand. The ground of the hunting ground swelled, and one stone man after another emerged. They bound Schmidt and his pets.

Then Dumbledore left the hunting ground slowly with the stone people.

Miranda looked very hesitant. She stood in the same place, her head down and did not dare to look at Hoffa.

But agraia had already jumped in anger. She began to walk in a bumpy way. Then she strode, and the pace became bigger and bigger. Finally, she rushed to Miranda, grabbed her neck, and swayed back and forth. She was not willing to shout:

"my Quidditch! My game! Why do you have to make trouble today? Can't you be a day late? "

Miranda whispered, "I'm sorry."

Agraia: "I'm in the first grade. Do you know what it means to win the Quidditch championship in the first grade?"

Miranda was so shaken by her that her glasses fell to the ground. She whispered, "I'm sorry, you can refuel next year."

"Next year!! Second grade? "

Aglia hopped in anger and limped after Miranda on the grass.

"There are a lot of second graders, but there are only one first grader in hundreds of years. The first grader has never won the Quidditch cup in history. After this village, there will be no shop. When I get the cup in second grade, what's so strange..."

Hoffa looks at the two girls in the distance, and he doesn't support himself any more, Lying on the lawn again.

The dark clouds were dispelled by the sun, and a ray of light fell on his face.

Before he could relax for a long time, aglea dragged Miranda to Hoffa.

"Tell him yourself."

With that, aglea stood on Hoffa's right side with his arms in his arms.

Miranda came down, silently lifted Hoffa up and whispered in his ear, "I'm sorry."

Hoffa glanced at her in surprise, without saying anything.

When the rain stopped and the clouds dispersed, Miranda didn't care about the water on the ground and sat down on Hoffa's left.

The three sat together in the old Hogwarts hunting ground, looking at the green mountains of Scotland in the distance.

This time, they had their first normal communication with each other.Agraia: "what's going on in your family? You and your grandfather haven't been right since the first day of school."

Hoffa sighed, "a legacy of history."

Miranda said slowly: "our family is an immigrant family. We came to England in 1870 during the Franco Prussian War. For the German wizarding world, we are traitors, escapees, cowards. But for the British wizard, we are outsiders and secret thieves. "

She said in a calm voice, "my father always wanted to go back to his hometown. Later, when he met grindevo, he was even more impressed by the charm of others and became his dead man.

But my grandfather didn't think so. He had experienced many wars and thought that order was above everything, so later... "

Hoffa patted her on the back of the hand and shook her head, indicating that she didn't need to continue this topic.

Miranda smiles, and after a moment's silence, she says, "in fact, Adebayor is very kind to me. After my parents died, he took me to many countries, trying to find new friends for me."

Miranda holds her knees and looks straight ahead, but Hoffa knows she's talking to herself.

Miranda whispered, "I can understand his pain and his pursuit, but after grindevo told me the truth, he put a forgetting curse on me. He didn't trust me, and I couldn't forgive him."

Agraia took a cool breath.

"Forgetting curse?"

Miranda: Yeah

Hoffa listened in silence without any comment.

He just asked, "where's Miller?"

"I know Miller exists. In fact, his birth is my expectation. I once hoped that one day, I could hand over my life to him and free myself from the past I hated."

She said calmly, and agraia's eyes widened.

"A lot of times, I will give him things I don't want to face. He is just like my brother. He will help me with many things I don't want to do and things I can't do. "

"Abuse me, for example?" Hoffa grinned.

"Well," Miranda did not deny.

"And the dodo, the snitch. Wait, wait, wait. I'm not shirking responsibility. What he did is no different from what I did. If the trial comes, I will bear it with him. "

"Can you control him?" Hoffa said.

"I haven't communicated with it before, maybe I have given up, but after today, I will try to communicate with it, just as you told me."

In this way, she admitted everything.

Hoffa thought she was terrible, but somehow new.

However, there is a long way to go. If you can beat Miller once, you can beat him several times. Now he is not afraid of challenges.

With a little movement, Hoffa felt that all the bones in his body were sore. He sighed.

"Excuse me, can you help me back to school? I think I should go to the school doctor and lie down for two days. "

Each of them took Hoffa by the arm and lifted him up.

Suddenly, agraia exclaimed.

"What's wrong with your eyes, Hoffa?"

"Eyes, what eyes?"

Miranda waved her wand and turned a small prism out of a drop of water. She handed it to Hoffa.

Hough, as like as two peas, looked down, and found that his pupil was turned from black brown to pale gold, exactly like Thunderbird.

This!?

Hoffa didn't care about the two girls nearby and the pain. He quickly broke free and felt it all over his body.

Fortunately, it seems that nothing has changed elsewhere.

Do you... Know what this is?

He asked two friends, hoping to get some answers.

Agraia sighed: "I don't know, it's almost unheard of. However, you are really very bold. Few witches dare to try to become a magical creature.

Only the eye has changed irreversibly, which is a very slight sequela. You really should thank your Thunderbird friend

"What do you say?"

Hoffa was puzzled.

"Generally speaking, the transformation of Animagus is only limited to non magic creatures, and the transformation of magic creatures will bring many unexpected consequences. Because there is an essential difference between the magical operation of wizard magic and magical creatures.

It's very difficult to become an ordinary Animagus, let alone a Thunderbird.

But when you transform, your friend responds to your spirit, comes to you, and transfers part of his ability and magic to your body, which helps you complete the process of transformation. Otherwise, what will it look like. It's completely unknown.

After all, you are the first creature ever to become a magical creature. "

......With the help of two friends, Hoffa went back to school. First, he went to the school hospital.

At the moment, the school hospital is full of people. Many students who inhaled the poisonous gas of the leopard were being treated by the school doctor Lena.

In the disinfection room of the hospital, Hoffa specially checked his whole body (especially in the forbidden areas) when he took a bath. However, he did not find any other changes except the color of his eyes. (it may also be his illusion that his fingernails have become a little sharp)

because there is no serious injury on his body, only Hoffa, whose eyes are discolored, is directly thrown aside by the school doctor. After opening a hospital bed for him, he doesn't care.

There were a lot of injured people around, but because the rainstorm came in time, no one was seriously injured.

It's just that many people are blue and vomiting.

And the students who sat high and didn't get hurt were talking about it. Everyone said that they saw a magical big bird flying in the sky.

Some say it's an eagle, some say it's a magic spell, some even say it's someone's patron saint.

In a word, there are different opinions, but no one is sure what it is. This kind of scene is like a group of Muggles gathering to discuss UFO.

However, the guy who really called the rainstorm is sitting in the corner, listening to their respective Shenkan.

At first, Hoffa was a little bit dull. But after a long time, he got used to it.

He didn't want others to know that he was already Animagus. After all, let others know that they have to go to the Ministry of magic registration, it is a trouble.

Hoffa didn't tell anyone but two friends.

However, although he can be transformed into Thunderbird, it can only be achieved with the support of a huge amount of magic recovery potion.

Hoffa instinctively felt that the other Animagus must not be like this, because they are just ordinary animals, and they need to spend a lot of magic and energy to change their magic nature and become magical creatures.

According to the St. Mungo hospital's offer of 20 galleons for a secondary magic recovery potion, you need 100 galleons for a change.

It's terrible to burn money.

Although there is such a magic medicine genius as agraia as his companion, Hoffa may not need to worry too much about magic medicine in the future, but Hoffa thinks he is OK or not.

On the one hand, no one's money comes from strong winds. On the other hand, he has a feeling that if he changes too many times, he will become a birdman irreversibly.

That would be terrible.