Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

Chapter 143 Mysterious Packet

"How is the course?" Glenn asked with a smile, "Did you suddenly realize that no one else seems to be much better than you?"

Harry nodded, but he looked not in a good mood.

"Everything is fine, except..."

"Ouch!"

Harry was mid-sentence, but was interrupted by Ron.

He held a small piece of rock cake in one hand and covered his cheek with the other hand, crying.

There are a few shallow tooth marks on the rock cake that are almost invisible.

Hagrid was pouring them tea and didn't seem to notice his situation.

Glenn suppressed a smile and lowered his head.

Ron glanced at Hagrid quietly, stuffed the half piece of rock biscuit into his pocket, and whispered something to Harry.

Harry shrank his neck slightly and pushed the plate away without leaving any trace.

"Be careful with that rock pie, Glenn." He turned around again and whispered to Glenn.

Glenn blinked and nodded at him.

"Speaking of which, you've had classes for a week. How are the professors?"

Hagrid poured tea for them, clapped his big hands, pulled a dwarf and sat down.

"Compared to that guy Filch, the professors are better." Ron said angrily, mentioning the administrator of Hogwarts.

Hagrid frowned, showing disgust.

"Oh! That old loser!" He snorted coldly, "He is like a slug, disgusting. And that cat, called Mrs. Norris, I really want to introduce it to me one day

We all know each other.”

Hearing Hagrid say this, both Harry and Ron felt relieved and couldn't help but smile.

"As far as I know, Mr. Filch should be a poor squib," said Glenn.

Harry looked puzzled and asked: "Squib? What is that?"

"Squibs are a special group of people who are born into wizarding families but have no magical abilities. They are just the opposite of wizards born in Muggles, but the probability of appearing is much lower."

Ron, who came from a pure-blood family, was obviously no stranger to this term, so he explained it to him.

"Yes, it's not difficult to explain why he hates every student and goes against everyone." Glenn nodded.

"Why?" Ron asked doubtfully.

In Hermione's words about him, he only had "a teaspoon" of emotion, so it was naturally not easy for him to understand Filch's mood.

Glenn spread his hands, not expecting him to understand.

Instead, Harry asked tentatively: "You mean, he is jealous of us?"

"Yes!" Glenn nodded. "In the wizarding world, squibs are like second-class citizens. They will also be despised by pure-blood wizards, and may even be directly expelled from some families and stay in Hogwart.

Hey, seeing so many people using magic in front of him every day is undoubtedly a very cruel thing."

Harry looked astonished and nodded.

Hagrid thoughtfully picked up his large tea cup and took a sip.

Glenn glanced at him imperceptibly and changed the subject.

"By the way, Harry. You seemed to be in a bad mood when you came here. Did you encounter any problems?"

"Because Snape deducted a lot of points from Harry in today's Potions class," Ron explained.

Harry nodded, then shook his head, looking a little confused.

"I don't know if it's my imagination," he said, "I feel like Professor Snape doesn't like me very much..."

There was a hint of uncertainty in his tone.

Glenn obviously knew the reason, but he couldn't say it yet because he didn't have the time.

"Don't think too much, Harry, Professor Snape has almost never liked any student except Slytherin."

Hagrid thought about it and felt relieved.

"You see, I told you, but you don't believe it." Ron spread his hands and said.

"But he seems to really hate me." Harry still didn't believe it.

"Nonsense! Why does he hate you?" Hagrid said quickly.

Glenn looked at him sideways and found that his eyes were a little evasive. He obviously knew something. Even Harry seemed to be aware of it.

This is the difference in acting skills.

Even if it were Lockhart, there wouldn't be any clues.

"Right!"

Hagrid slapped his thigh and forcibly changed the topic, which seemed particularly abrupt.

"How is your brother Charlie?" he asked Ron. "I like him very much. He is very good at dealing with magical creatures."

"He went to Romania to study fire dragons." Ron replied.

"Fire dragon..." Hagrid looked longingly and said with emotion, "What a cute creature!"

Ron was obviously interested in fire dragons because of his older brother, and it was easy for him to chat with Hagrid.

Harry lowered his head thoughtfully and happened to see a newspaper clipping on the table.

That was cut out by Hagrid for some unknown purpose - [Latest report on Gringotts break-in incident]

He looked at it for a while, then raised his head and asked.

"Hagrid! The day the Gringotts break-in happened happened to be my birthday. It's possible that we happened to be there when it happened!"

Hagrid was obviously stunned for a moment, and his face, hidden by his long hair and beard, turned pale.

Glenn spoke up in time: "Can you give me another cup of tea, Hagrid?"

"Oh! Of course!" Hagrid quickly stood up and poured him a new cup of tea.

Harry handed the clippings to Ron and Glenn, thinking about something intently.

Hagrid looked more and more panicked and wanted to take the clipping back, but didn't know how to ask.

"It's getting late, Harry. We should go back and have dinner."

Glenn spoke again to come to his rescue.

[Core character, Rubeus Hagrid, friendship level 10, exchange currency 1,000.]

"Oh...ok." Harry hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Hagrid was relieved, stood up, picked up the dinner plates, and stuffed a lot of rock biscuits into their pockets.

The three of them looked at each other without saying anything, just showing a tacit understanding.

Hagrid seemed to have some misunderstanding about their appetite. The rock biscuits stuffed in were enough for them to eat for several days, assuming they could bite them.

What evil thoughts could the lovely Hagrid have?

I just want to break two of your teeth.

The three of them walked along the path through the grassland. Due to the drag of rock biscuits, they walked very hard along the way.

Harry still looked distracted.

Glenn accidentally caught a glimpse of his expression from the corner of his eye, and felt funny in his heart.

He is worthy of being the savior. He has only been in Hogwarts for a week and he is already worrying about world peace.

They turned a corner and came to the side entrance of the castle.

From the window of Hagrid's hut, this place can no longer be seen.

"Take out the rock biscuits." Glenn said with a smile, "You don't want to take them back as snacks, do you?"

The two shook their heads repeatedly.

"Fade without a trace!"

[Protagonist, Harry Potter, friendship level 10, exchange currency 2000.]