DNF Meets Harry Potter

On the lawn in front of the cabin, Hagrid was wearing his best and most terrifying fluffy brown coat, and for the first time, he wore a yellow and orange checked tie around his neck. He had been dressed like this since Carl had known him. Never seen it on him.

That's not too bad, and what's worse is that he's obviously been rubbing his head with a lot of what looks like axle grease to try and straighten his hair, maybe he's tried that ponytail before, but it's too much hair to get it right The hair was tied in two strands and hung straight down.

Clearly, this attire didn't suit him at all. Hermione giggled at him for a moment, trying not to comment on it.

"Hagrid, there's something wrong with you! What's going on?!" Ron covered his face and almost burst out laughing.

"This...um...it's nothing, it's just..."

Hagrid changed from his usual straightforwardness, blinked at them twice with his small black beetle-like eyes, and became awkward.

"Tsk...he has already met Mrs. Maxime. So, you understand..." Karl said goodbye to Fleur and walked over, reminding him with a smile on his face.

Harry looked at Hagrid strangely. He never thought that Hagrid would be like this one day, but he thought it best not to talk about it right now.

People who are in love know everything, and it is best to let them develop slowly...

"By the way, Hagrid, how's your squirrel?" Harry said deliberately off topic.

"They're just awesome!" Hagrid raised his hands happily, and sure enough, whenever Hagrid raised those cuties, he would immediately get excited, even though his palms were full of them. And wrapped in a thick bandage,

"Yeah, I said they would be great!" Ron glanced at Hagrid's scarred palm and said very calmly:

"Looks like they've finally found their favorite food, doesn't it? Hagrid's fingers, for example, must be delicious to them~..."

Carl glanced at Ron in surprise when he heard the words, he didn't pay much attention usually, it turned out that he is also a great onmyoji! It must have been taught by Snape for a long time!

"So where are they now?" Hermione asked, holding back a smile, and didn't say much about Ron's eccentricity. The group of fire-breathing snails really made him miserable.

"To the pumpkin patch." Hagrid couldn't stop talking when he mentioned the group of cuties. He grinned and said cheerfully, "They're getting bigger and bigger. There are about six of them now." feet long, and the only trouble is they somehow start killing each other."

"Oh my god, really? That's just unfortunate~..." Carl took up the conversation, and gave Ron a wink as he spoke, telling him not to comment on it.

"Yeah," Hagrid looked a little sad at first, but soon recovered his smile, "but it's okay, now I put them in separate boxes, about 20 people are enough for them to live!"

"Oh, luckily." Ron shrugged and said calmly, but Hagrid didn't catch his voice.

The crowd followed Hagrid into his cabin. There was only one room in the cabin. In the corner of the room was a large bed covered with a mattress made of rags.

In front of the fire, there was a large table and some chairs, and a large amount of smoked ham hung from the ceiling, just above the table. They sat at the table, and Hagrid started making tea and brought out the rock cakes he had just baked, but neither of them touched the thing.

The corners of Ron's eyes twitched violently when he saw it. He still hasn't forgotten the last time this thing knocked out a tooth of his.

But soon, they were immersed in the discussion of the Triwizard Tournament, Carl was drinking tea with interest, and Hagrid seemed as excited about it as they were.

"Just wait and see," he said with a smile. "Just wait a little longer, and you'll see something you've never seen before. The first mission...ah, I can't say."

"Come on, Hagrid! Carl has already signed up. With his ability, he will definitely become a Hogwarts warrior!"

Both Harry and Hermione urged him eagerly, and Ron threw a huge chip, but he still just shook his head moaning.

"No, no, no, I can't break the rules! That's not good, it's really not good!" Hagrid shook his head, but he quickly became mysterious again, "But I can tell you, the scene will be very Spectacular, I never thought I'd live to watch the Triwizard Tournament again..."

"Wait, you just said that Carl has signed up?!" He noticed this key point after recovering from his excitement. Suddenly, his small black beetle-like eyes stared at him like copper bells. Carl.

"Yes! I've already signed up!" Under Hagrid's questioning gaze, Carl admitted directly, anyway, the specific candidates will be announced at the Goblet of Fire tonight.

He didn't think that Hufflepuff's seventh-year senior was really capable of competing with him for the only place.

"How is it possible? That's a great magic arranged by Professor Dumbledore himself!" Hagrid was so shocked that his beard even raised.

"It's not that he guards the Goblet of Fire himself..." Ron chuckled.

"Isn't cheating a tradition of the Triwizard Tournament? Even if you don't tell us, wouldn't Durstrang and Beauxbatons make a fuss about it?"

Harry took a sip of his tea and said the same disapprovingly. From the day Dumbledore made the announcement, he went to the library with Hermione to look through the records in this regard.

Then they came to a surprising conclusion. This competition is obviously a great way for young wizards from different countries to build friendships, but its real function is to allow the three major magic schools to flex their muscles with each other.

As long as they can win the championship, cheating and so on is a common occurrence, and the saying that friendship is second to competition will be believed.

"But... this..." Hagrid looked a little hesitant. Logically speaking, as a staff member in this area, he should never leak the secrets, but Harry and the others all talked about this, which really made him extremely embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter whether you say it or not, you don't really think this competition is difficult for me, do you?" Carl ended the topic with a smile. There was no need for Hagrid to say anything about the competition, he knew it all very well.

"Don't be too happy too early, what if there is something wrong? Many people died before this competition, it must not be that simple!"

Hermione curled her lips, her eyes showed a bit of worry, she was not as nervous as Harry and the others.