I, Constantine, Chief Exorcist of Hogwarts

"Ahhhhh!"

The bursts of screams not only startled John.

Dumbledore, who was holding the golden egg at the moment, was frightened by this sudden change and took two steps back hastily.

John looked at the golden light blooming on the golden egg, but he could already feel the rhythm of life within it.

only………

"The dog system really didn't tell me at all how this thing would be hatched!"

John gritted his teeth for a moment. If this were not the case, there would be no need for him to take leave early in the morning and give up the leisurely classroom time when he could amuse his little girl.

To come to Dumbledore, a bad old man, with such a golden egg...

A Ravenclaw-born headmaster looked at the golden egg in Dumbledore's arms in surprise.

"Dumbledore, this situation is not found in griffin eggs in ancient books. I have never heard of any griffon egg reacting like this... Is it really an egg?"

Phineas gritted his teeth and shook his head.

"Definitely not. I have heard of black griffon eggs, white griffon eggs, and even saw a record of a green griffin egg in a miscellaneous journal. It is said that it is not only the female griffon and its mate. Griffon………………

"Ahem!"

Dumbledore hurriedly coughed twice to interrupt the Slytherin headmaster who never considered the occasion when speaking.

Even John, looking at the serious Phineas in the portrait, couldn't help but have a row of black lines appear on his forehead.

So... what kind of hobby does this Slytherin-born principal have? He actually likes to read this type of miscellaneous notes, and he seems to have deliberately consulted Erhe's testimony from many parties.

John's eyes flickered, as if the other person was not hanging in Dumbledore's headmaster's office.

John would definitely not mind letting the other party see the latest hot publications from "Dark Lord Publishing House".

"Mr. Constantine? Mr. Constantine......"

"Qiqiqiqi" was called twice in succession, and John suddenly came back from all kinds of strange thoughts. He looked at Dumbledore with a serious face.

"How are you sure that the little guy inside this golden egg belongs to a griffin? Does your Constantine family have any inheritance records?"

John shook his head immediately.

"Professor, all the inheritance of the Constantine family has been cut off. I relied on my intuition... Just like this golden egg that appeared out of thin air, there was always a voice in my mind telling me... "

"It's a gryphon!"

At this time, even Chicken Little was speechless.

He had a headache, and together with the portraits of previous principals, he looked around the golden egg in silence.

"So, apart from these, you don't know how to hatch it?"

John nodded.

"Professor, if you have nothing to do, please go to the Three Treasures Hall..."

However, just as they were studying and discussing how to hatch this golden egg, there was news that John had inexplicably obtained a golden egg, and according to him, it was a griffon egg.

Undoubtedly because of Ronald's big mouth and his two twin brothers' big trumpets, the news quickly spread among all grades in the four branches of Hogwarts.

Even Miss Viper, who was thinking about taking down John, was holding a copy of "Thirty-six Warnings for Werewolves and Vampires" and shook her head without hesitation.

"It's impossible. It's outrageous that a golden egg appears out of thin air...Griffin? Gryphons have long been extinct. Even if someone wants to give it to John, they will never find such a thing. "

Miss Parkinson is very confident, not only because her family also has many ancient books.

During this period, after discovering that her memory and understanding abilities had improved several times, Pansy immediately wrote to her mother and asked her to mail a lot of books to her.

The more important point is... Christmas is coming soon.

Damn it, Granger didn't know what gift she would prepare for John. The competitive Miss Parkinson would never let her gift be compared with that of ten Muggle-born guys, even if she lost to anyone.

Draco, who heard her comment from the side, suddenly muttered softly after hesitating for a moment.

"Why does it have to be given by someone?"

The little snakes around turned their heads and looked over in confusion.

It was mid-morning at the moment, and none of the first-year Gryffindor or Slytherin wizards had classes. There were also people sitting in the dining room in groups of two or three, studying the head-scratching homework assigned by a certain professor today.

Among them, Miss Know-It-All was sitting there, with several dictionary-sized books in front of her.

It seems that they almost cover each other.

"You know, Constantine is no ordinary person... He must be the reincarnation of an angel. If so, why couldn't the golden egg be given to him by God?"

"Walt?!"

All the little snakes looked at each other as if they were fools.

The chubby Crabbe didn't even care about his former boss. Before his current eldest sister, Pansy, could even speak, he shook his head and sighed.

"Poor Malfoy, he must have been frightened by the devil..."

Draco gritted his teeth, this damn bastard!

The other little snakes also burst into laughter. Nowadays, Draco is not very popular in Slytherin. Even Pansy's softened attitude in the past two days has made these little snakes less repulsive towards each other.

But to accept it is impossible.

Lucius Malfoy did kill after all.

Not to mention that among the people killed was the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team.

Recently, the Slytherin Quidditch team has been quarreling over the choice of a new captain.

However.

Everyone had the same reaction. Pansy, who was sitting in the crowd at the moment, paused slightly with the quill that was recording something in the notebook.

The moment she looked up thoughtfully, the lower half of her face was covered by thick books, revealing only a pair of searching eyes, and the long chestnut-haired Miss Know-it-all immediately looked at her.

Both of them instantly realized the possibility of this situation from the look in each other's eyes.

at the same time.

I spent nearly a whole morning in Dumbledore's office, with the combination of one old man, one young man, and N portraits, but I couldn't figure out how to hatch this golden egg.

Even John was driven a little crazy by his "pull up your pants and leave" system.

Pouring holy water, infusing divine power, even John almost gave this guy a samba dance.

Golden Egg still didn't react at all.

Even Dumbledore shook his head in disappointment after asking his familiar, Foxton.

"Mr. Constantine, except that we can confirm that this golden egg is a griffon, even I don't know how to help you hatch it.

Fox gently used his beak to tentatively peck the golden egg placed on the desk in front of him.

The latter remained motionless.

Like a golden ornament.

Dumbledore pondered: "Perhaps I can help you write and ask a friend of mine. He is always very good at dealing with magical beasts."

When John heard this, he immediately thought of who the "friend" Dumbledore mentioned was.

Newt Scamander!

A magizoologist currently living in the wizarding world of America.

A senior who was born in Hufflepuff, but unfortunately he didn't seem to get a diploma from Hogwarts.

He nodded hastily and was about to agree, but at this moment, there was a slightly hasty knocking, which perhaps should be called a banging on the door.

Dumbledore waved and the office door opened instantly.

Then, John saw two figures, one large and one small. They were about to walk in at the same time. However, as soon as the familiar black figure took a step, he was directly confronted by the big man next to him.

"Damn it! Rubeus Hagrid! Don't you have any rules at all?"

Snape blurted out with a clearly angry voice.

However.

At this moment, Hagrid still did not take a step back. After a huge squeeze, he rushed into Dumbledore's office first.

He apologized.

On one side, he immediately turned his eyes full of excitement and excitement to the golden griffon egg placed on the desk, which seemed to be the center of the entire office.

"Sorry Professor, I, I heard that Constantine got a gryphon egg, so...

Hagrid said a little at a loss, then hurriedly lowered his head and gave a friendly smile to Constantine at this moment.

However, behind this kindness, John immediately felt the obviously excited plea.

The purpose is self-evident.

"Constantine, you should inform me first about this kind of thing. I am your teacher! Your behavior really makes me very disappointed..."

Professor Black Bat unfolded his wizard robe, and after glaring at Hagrid, he immediately looked at Constantine in front of him.

"Generally speaking, egg-laying magical animals cannot be hatched. Apart from insufficient external conditions such as some temperature or the care of the mother animal, you cannot ignore its own innate factors...Constantine, you You are a student of a potion master, and I don’t want me to remind you about this in the future!”

One of his hands seemed to be touching Lily's...ahem.

He seemed to be stroking Lily's hair with one hand, carefully and tenderly placing it on top of the golden egg.

"Professor Dumbledore, I think it definitely needs some potions to replenish it, so please leave this matter to me.

Hearing this, Dumbledore glanced at Snape with a strange expression, then turned to look at the eager Hagrid.

The huge voice of the latter's giant blood instantly rang out.

"No, no, no, professor, please believe me, I am very good at this. I feel that it definitely needs some encouragement, like..."

"Encouragement?! Ha!"

Snape sneered and looked at the owner of the golden egg, his student, among the people present with a bit of "potion warning" in his eyes...

"John, my dear disciple, I think you will definitely make a satisfactory choice between me, your teacher, and this big man who guards the hunting ground, right?"

John:

Waterfa?

Can you two create such a weird Shura field for me?

He looked at Dumbledore, who had his hands spread out and seemed to be nothing to do with it. He sat back on his headmaster's chair and drank black tea by himself.

The corner of John's mouth twitched.

Hagrid was such a big man, but at this moment, he lowered his head pitifully and begged him.

"Please, Constantine, believe me, I will definitely be able to help you hatch this golden egg... I am very good at this, and I will be responsible for banning it."

Lin, I know very well how to get along with magical animals.

"I have not only helped unicorns deliver babies, but I have also raised many magical animals... Even dangerous magical animals, I have raised them all."

He hesitated and glanced at Dumbledore who didn't seem to care about what he was saying.

He squatted down slightly and lowered his voice.

"The three-headed dog, the Acromantula, and yes, there is also a gryphon that is somewhat similar to your gryphon. I named it Buckbeak. You should really recognize it.

Get to know it, I think it will definitely be willing to take you flying around Hogwarts, I..."

"Ahem! Hagrid, are you instigating my students to violate school rules?"

In a gloomy voice, Snape, who was originally not quite confident in his "strict teacher aura", said.

When I noticed that John's eyes were obviously interested when Hagrid mentioned various magical animals, I couldn't help but scream in my heart that something was going to happen.

He interrupted quickly.

Dumbledore looked at this scene, with a slight smile on his lips under his white beard.

This kind of Snape is not something you can see normally.

Even he rarely saw Snape so anxious because of something other than Lily.

"John, I already have a plan. I'm going to order a huge culture tank in Diagon Alley, just like a fish tank. We'll prepare some special cultivation tanks for magical animals.

Pour all the beneficial medicine in, and then put this golden egg in...

"No! Professor Snape, you are talking nonsense! This is an egg. It cannot absorb the potions mentioned by the agent. Instead, it will think you are trying to cook it! Constantine, you

Believe me, I also have a plan, I…………”

Hagrid, who had a somewhat clumsy mouth, had not yet spoken, but at this moment, he was blocked again by someone like Snape.

"Cook it? Hehe... Look, it seems that this is our ranger's understanding of potions. John, I think based on this, you should divorce yourself from now on.

He is further away.

Hagrid blushed instantly.

"The method you mentioned will definitely not work. It cannot absorb these potions. Not only that, you will poison it to death!"

Snape pulled the still dazed John behind him.

Taking a step forward, despite the huge height gap, he had to raise his head at this moment.

But as the headmaster of Slytherin and a very famous master of potions, how could Snape 4.3 not be a giant at the soul level at this moment?

"Poison? Rubeus Hagrid, it seems that you have forgotten how many times you used my antidote and healing medicine when you were bitten by poisonous snakes in the Forbidden Forest.

shut.

"I really should have just asked Madam Pomfrey to pour a bucket of swill into your mouth!"

"I want to simulate what this egg looks like when it's still in the mother's body..."

Hagrid remained unconvinced.

"It is an egg, not a magical animal that is born viviparously. You are the one who is wrong..."

Watching the two people arguing endlessly, Dumbledore and the previous headmasters who were hung on the wall were enjoying themselves.

However, John only felt the terrifying illusion of being in the eye of the storm.

Just when he was hesitating whether to take advantage of this opportunity to run away with the golden egg in his arms, two hands, one on the left and one on the right, pressed on his shoulders at the same time.

"John, choose me!"

Snape seemed to generously give John some of his affection that belonged directly to Lily at this moment.

"Constantine, don't listen to him. No one knows magical animals better than me, the person responsible for guarding the Forbidden Forest. Don't you want to be carried soaring into the sky by a griffon?"

Hagrid was actually stimulated to have the talent of a speaker at this moment.

John:

Just when John was a little at a loss, another trembling figure came to the door of Dumbledore's office at some unknown time.

Nicoléme looked at the office door that was not closed and walked directly into it.

"Hey, John, I knew you were here, do you need a way to hatch gryphon eggs? Trust me, no one knows this better than me. "I have a pretty good one.

: "…

John

Snape, Hagrid: "???".