Chapter 134: Descendants of Werewolves

The whole class excitedly followed Professor Moody, left the castle, and headed quickly towards the Forbidden Forest.

Walking at the back of the crowd, Shirley turned her head slightly, but Rolf knew she was asking Gabrielle what to do, so he asked:

"Gabrielle, we are going to the Forbidden Forest for class, do you want to go back to Beauxbatons' carriage?"

"Can I go to the Forbidden Forest with you, Rolf?" Gabrielle looked at him pitifully and pleaded, "I will be good and not cause trouble for you."

Rolf did not directly refuse or agree, but asked calmly:

"There may be some bloody scenes in this class, are you sure you want to go?"

With Rolf's current ability, he can naturally ensure Gabrielle's safety in the Forbidden Forest, but the key is the content of the class...it may not be suitable for children.

"Sure!" Gabrielle nodded vigorously. "When I was a child, I lived with my mother in the tribe of Veela for a while. I saw the Veela hunting animals. I'm not afraid..."

Rolf smiled softly and said, "You are still a child now."

The little girl pouted, a little aggrieved and resentful, and said, "Rolf, I am only six years younger than you. We are the same age. Don't always treat me as a child!"

Rolf didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Even Shirley, who was cold-tempered, was amused and her mouth curled up slightly.

The students quickly crossed the grass and came to the edge of the Forbidden Forest. They first saw Hagrid's burnt cabin.

In the open space in front of the cabin, there was a large group of Gryffindor and Slytherin students who were taking the Care of Magical Creatures class.

Their task today was to walk the blasting-tailed skrewts with ropes to help them digest food.

But it was hard to say who was walking who. After all, those blasting-tailed skrewts were more than one meter long. From time to time, they made a terrifying crackling sound and jumped forward several meters.

Ron was dragged to the ground by the blasting skrewt and began to brake his front glands, eating a mouthful of mud.

Ron finally stood up and found that his hair was burnt yellow by the flames from the blasting skrewt's butt.

Ron cursed fiercely. He wanted to steal some poisonous mushrooms from the greenhouse and poison the blasting skrewt to death.

Harry, who was standing aside, did not speak, but stared blankly into the distance. Ron asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Professor Moody..." Harry said excitedly, "He seems to be taking Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw students to the Forbidden Forest."

Ron turned his head and looked at it with envy.

Not only the two of them were envious, but all the students in class were envious. Compared with fiddling with blasting skrewts here, going to the Forbidden Forest was indeed more exciting and attractive.

"Professor Moody, do you really want to go to the Forbidden Forest now?" Hagrid said worriedly, "The Forbidden Forest is very dangerous recently."

Ever since he used sixty fire crabs to make the human-headed sphinx pregnant, that guy has been very irritable and no one can get close to him.

Moody glanced at the blasting tail skrewt. He felt that this thing was even more dangerous, but he still said in a rough voice:

"Don't worry, Hagrid, I only take students to the locations I have scouted and will not go too deep into the Forbidden Forest."

"Then you should be more careful, and... the Forbidden Forest is very deep, with trees everywhere, and it is easy to get lost." Hagrid reminded:

"If you can't find the way, you can ask Rolf... He is as familiar with the Forbidden Forest as I am."

Hearing Hagrid's words, Moody narrowed his eyes and was a little surprised, but then he thought about the surname Scamander, it was not surprising.

The little wizards looked at Rolf with shock. Isn't it strictly forbidden for students to enter the Forbidden Forest? How can he be so familiar with the Forbidden Forest?

Rolf, who was greeting Hermione, couldn't help but pull the corner of his mouth. Hagrid didn't help others "explode" like you.

After a chat, Moody said goodbye to Hagrid, and everyone set off again, following a narrow path that gradually disappeared into the depths of the black dense forest, and plunged into the Forbidden Forest.

The smell of the woods immediately filled everyone's nostrils: the sharp fragrance of fresh pine needles, the fragrance of the soil of wet and soft rotten leaves, and the musk of animals.

The Forbidden Forest is like a beautiful woman covered with black veil. On weekdays, she is restricted by Dumbledore and can only be viewed from a distance and not played with.

Now that they can lift the black veil and enter her secret area to take a peek, the little wizards are all excited.

Only Rolf and Shirley are calm. They have been here too many times. Who would feel excited when entering their own back garden?

Rolf even disliked the Forbidden Forest. He didn't have the excitement and freshness he had when he first came in.

Anyway, he was a little bored, and it seemed that it was time to develop new virgin forests.

As they went deeper into the forbidden forest, the students felt as if they were in another world:

There were towering trees everywhere, and the trees were close together, blocking the sunlight. The breeze blew and the fallen leaves rustled.

There were curtain-like fungi hanging between the branches, huge flowers blooming in the mud pits, and there were half-floating and half-sunk crocodiles in the swamp, which looked like black wood with eyes and teeth.

It seemed that this place was more dangerous than a greenhouse!

From the depths of the forbidden forest, a long howl suddenly came, the tone gradually rose, and the lament lasted for a long time, like a cold wind passing through the forest.

Soon, the howls of wolves sounded one after another.

The excitement suddenly disappeared, and the students only felt an unprecedented fear, which overwhelmed them like a tidal wave.

Moody stopped beside an oak tree full of tree knots, and he turned his head and asked:

"Why stop? The sound of the wind, the rustling of leaves, and the howling of wolves... Which one scared you?"

"Professor Moody..." Hannah trembled, "Is that the cry of a werewolf? I heard from my father that there are many werewolves living in the Forbidden Forest."

Hearing this, everyone became more and more frightened.

"This question needs to be answered by professionals." Moody suddenly looked at Rolf and asked, "Scamander, Hagrid said you are very familiar with the Forbidden Forest. Are there werewolves living here?"

"I haven't seen a real werewolf in the Forbidden Forest, but the descendants of werewolves do live here." Rolf said.

"What's the difference?" Justin asked.

"Of course there is a difference." Rolf explained under the gaze of everyone:

"Generally, the children born by werewolves are normal wizards, just like us.

But if two werewolves mate in wolf form during the full moon, once pregnant, the werewolves will give birth to a litter of real wolf cubs. These wolf cubs cannot change back to human form, but have the same wisdom as humans.

I heard from my grandfather that there is a group of highly intelligent wolves living in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts. They are all descendants of werewolves."

An intelligent wolf is still a wolf... Rolf's words did not reduce the fear in everyone's hearts.

At this moment, Susan suddenly looked terrified, pointed to the distance, and screamed shrilly.

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