I just became the Pirate King, and you're telling me I also time-traveled at the same time.

Chapter 44 Dumbledore is weary

"Oh, my Merlin!"

Hagrid stood blankly on the path, carrying large bags of food. He was coming from the hunting grounds, preparing to patrol the area around the school and the Forbidden Forest.

There are always some junior wizards who like to appear in this area.

He likes to eat while surveying his surroundings.

But today is undoubtedly the most shocking day of Hagrid's career as a hunting ground manager!

He saw a giant tree spirit!

There was a student standing under the tree monster, who not only didn't harm him, but also behaved very docilely!

"What the hell is this thing?" Hagrid put down his food and tried to move closer to Chu Yang, but Liu, who had giant blood, mistook him for someone who was going to hurt Chu Yang and slapped Hagrid away!

Hagrid fell straight into the bushes next to him.

Seeing Hagrid being sent flying, Chu Yang stopped channeling his magic, angrily grabbed a branch of the Willow Tree, and shouted, "Don't just hit people like that!"

The interruption of magic made the Willow Catcher, which had only recently developed "intelligence," panic and become angry. It instinctively used its branches to entangle Chu Yang, forcing him to produce more magic to supply itself.

"You can only take what I'm willing to give you. If I'm not willing to give it to you, you'd better wait obediently!" In his previous life, Chu Yang hated pets that were well-fed on ordinary days but would turn on their owners at crucial moments.

Chu Yang beats up any dog ​​that guards its food, making it understand what it means to be a master!

While Hagrid was falling into the bushes, Chu Yang tore off the branches wrapped around his body, leaped down next to the Man-Beating Willow, and delivered a powerful [Shark's Roar Punch] to the tree trunk!

Click~

The trunk of the "Hit-Man Willow" resembled a shattered mirror, with countless cracks spreading from the fist marks left by Chu Yang.

The fear of death made Liu Xinsheng, who had been hitting people, feel a strong threat to his "intelligence." Like an animal, he trembled and crawled on the ground to show his submission.

Chu Yang then spared its life.

Use magic to help it heal the cracks on its body surface, give it a slap and then a sweet treat.

"It's really strong!" Hagrid cried out as he emerged from the bushes.

Even with his physique, he still felt dizzy and lightheaded after taking that blow.

However, Hagrid's curiosity about the Whomping Willow made him temporarily ignore all his physical discomfort, and he staggered over.

"Can you calm your pet down? I mean no harm!" Hagrid shouted at Chu Yang.

"It's okay, come here!" Chu Yang explained, "This is the school's 'hitting willow,' not my pet."

"A Whomping Willow?" Hagrid stared dumbfounded at the Whomping Willow, which had nearly doubled in size, muttering, "Are you kidding me? This thing is a Whomping Willow? It's more like a Killing Willow..."

Hearing Hagrid's less-than-friendly remarks.

Darenliu shook its massive body to express its dissatisfaction.

"Oh! Oh! Calm down! Calm down!"

Hagrid raised his hands and begged for mercy repeatedly; he didn't want to be whipped again.

The next second, the man-beating willow fell silent.

"It can understand me?" Hagrid was stunned for a moment, then his face lit up with ecstatic joy. "It's actually communicating with me! This is beyond the realm of plants; it's an animal! A magical creature!"

As a passionate fan of magical creatures, Hagrid instantly took a liking to the tree and generously forgave it for whipping him earlier!

"Hitting is a sign of affection, scolding is a sign of love." It's just "it" being affectionate with itself, it doesn't hurt at all!

Hagrid grimaced as he thought, pressing his wounds.

He rushed to Chu Yang's side, hugged the tree trunk, and rubbed against it contentedly.

The utterly obsessive behavior sent chills down Chu Yang's spine.

Willow, the man-beater, didn't seem too happy either. She stood up unsteadily, shaking her body as if she were shaking off lice, trying to shake Hagrid off.

Hagrid tumbled and crawled to the ground, grimacing as he looked up.

They discovered that Chu Yang was tightly protected by the branches and was completely unharmed.

"How can it treat people differently?" Hagrid stared at the Whomping Willow with a pained expression. He had forgiven her, so why hadn't he gotten any benefit from it?

In the afterglow of the setting sun, several figures were approaching this direction.

"Mr. Chu Yang, I am glad to see you safe and sound, but could you explain why the Whomping Willow that I planted with my own hands has turned out like this?" Dumbledore, dressed in a silver robe, walked slowly over, followed by Professor McGonagall.

Chu Yang jumped off the Whomping Willow, walked up to Dumbledore and bowed slightly. "I'm not entirely sure of the specific reason, but it must have been my magic that affected it, Headmaster Dumbledore."

"Magic?" Dumbledore suddenly realized, then said with a complicated expression, "It seems we still lack the necessary understanding of your magic and underestimate its influence on plants, especially rare magical plants."

"I should have realized this when Sprout told me about your performance at the wand shop; it was my oversight..."

With that, Dumbledore walked toward the Whomping Willow, his starry eyes constantly observing its condition.

Professor McGonagall and Chu Yang followed quietly behind him.

The day's events left the elderly vice principal physically and mentally exhausted.

Professor McGonagall looked several years older.

She didn't have the energy to argue with Chu Yang, but she still praised him, saying, "In a critical moment, you gave your classmates the chance to escape, and then lured away the Whomping Willow by yourself. Although it was a bit reckless, it is also a very noble quality. Therefore, Slytherin gets ten points."

Dumbledore suddenly turned around and smiled, "I personally give Slytherin another ten points. You haven't disappointed me, Mr. Chu Yang."

Chu Yang shrugged and said, "Thank you for your generosity, Headmaster and Professor. I think the Slytherin students will be very happy."

"Yesterday it was the Sorting Hat, today it's the Whomping Willow. You always manage to surprise me. But, Mr. Chu Yang, I sincerely hope to hear that you will be teaching quietly tomorrow. This is the wish of a centenarian."

Dumbledore, who had been so amiable just a moment ago, suddenly turned serious and warned, "Also, stop letting your classmates sleep on the floor. If this continues, the infirmary on the second floor will soon be full!"

"In just two days, the Slytherin patients have overwhelmed the hospital! Are you trying to paralyze the school hospital?"

Chu Yang shrugged and said innocently, "I can't make that decision. It depends on whether they can shut up. After all, I wasn't the one who started this trouble, and you're the one who made me fight back. Unless you get me a single room."

Dumbledore was speechless and felt utterly exhausted.

He felt that perhaps he shouldn't have advised Chu Yang to go to Slytherin in the first place.

He originally thought that Chu Yang would use his talent to gradually change Slytherin's perception of Muggles and reshape their self-righteous pride, but he didn't expect that Chu Yang would use his fists!

Fighting is a talent, and it's simple and brutal!

Wizards solve problems with their fists instead of wands...

Melee wizards are a type of mage.