harry potter book of crimes

"Ya Ya, wake up!"

Early in the morning, Hagrid climbed out of bed and gently kicked the dog Fang on the butt.

"Today is the first day of the new semester. I have my class in the second class in the morning, so we have to make preparations in advance! Get up, you little lazy dog..."

After waking up Zhengxiang's sleeping Yaya, he picked up a few large iron buckets from the side and hurriedly left the hunting lodge with Yaya who was still a little dazed.

The weather today is not bad, and the temperature is not as cold as it was some time ago. When the breeze blows by itself, although it still makes people shrink their necks a little, it is more of a feeling of anticipation for the coming warm spring.

expectations.

The snow accumulated in the front yard began to melt.

"Ya Ya, where are you going? This way -"

As soon as he went out, Hagrid noticed that the stupid dog turned around and ran towards the garden. It looked like it was really sleepy. As a last resort, Hagrid could only give it a little kick on the butt, leaving it still sleepwalking.

Like Ya Ya called back.

However, after calling Yaya, he did not immediately look back, but glanced far away in the direction of the school gate.

From here, you can see that there are six male and female witches and wizards in uniform standing over there. They are divided into two rows and stand on both sides of the door, silently scanning and guarding everything outside the door.

According to Professor McGonagall, it was the current head of the French Chateau Blois who had a good relationship with Maca, and was a family wizard who was specially sent here to help guard Hogwarts.

And there are many guard wizards like them inside and outside Hogwarts. I even heard that two people were even arranged to go to Hogsmeade Village not far from the school.

After secretly sighing at Maka's wide circle of friends, Hagrid turned around again, carrying the bucket and heading towards the Forbidden Forest.

The large buckets filled with things didn't shake much in his hands. It could be seen that their weight was definitely not light. But in Haierbo's hands, it seemed as if there was no weight at all.

Not long after, Hagrid turned another corner around his house, and soon he could see his destination - in fact, from some unknown time, there was actually an extra building in the open space.

A small new house.

To be honest, it looks really small.

A rough visual inspection shows that it is at best the size of two Hagrids, which even makes people worry about whether it can fit Hagrid's huge body.

But Hagrid did not hesitate. He stepped on the slightly slippery snow and walked to the door of the cabin in a blink of an eye. Then he placed several large buckets at his feet.

"Crack."

As he turned the doorknob and opened the door, the scene inside was immediately revealed before his eyes.

Obviously, this door is actually the one specially made by Maka for the Christmas activity of the Protection of Magical Creatures class. During this Christmas holiday, Hagrid specially built this door that was cast with the Invisible Stretching Charm.

A small room.

According to Hagrid's idea, this will become the classroom for the Care of Magical Creatures class in the future, allowing little wizards to have a more unique class experience.

As for the many magical creatures that were "invited" at the event, except for some dangerous individuals such as fire dragons that were really unable to obtain breeding permission, Hagrid had managed to keep them all.

About an hour and a half later, Hagrid finally walked out again after feeding the animals breakfast, and by this time, the sky outside was already bright.

"Now that the little cuties are full, it's time for me to go to the auditorium to fill my stomach."

With such muttering, Hagrid sent Yaya, who had also had a full meal, back to the hut, and stacked the cleaned iron buckets and put them away. This was the end of the first work of the day.

Not to mention, although this takes a lot of time, Hagrid still thinks that such a life is quite good.

"Let's take advantage of breakfast time to discuss this spring's course schedule with Maka!"

Even though Hagrid is no longer the new professor he was a few years ago, and the class content he prepared himself has been recognized by some students, discussions with Maka have long become his habit.

And the beginning of this semester is no exception.

A moment later, Hagrid, who was walking leisurely through the vestibule, soon heard the buzzing in the auditorium - it seemed that there were already a lot of people having breakfast inside.

"Good morning, Professor Hagrid!"

"Oh, good morning...did you sleep well last night?"

While greeting several students at the door, he followed him into the huge auditorium.

Well, hasn't Maca come here yet? Has she been delayed by some research again?

Hagrid's first glance was at the faculty bench at the far end, and then he discovered that the seats were still empty for those professors who often arrived late, including those who were not always on time for meals.

Maca.

It's okay. Now that guy probably cares about the importance of being a role model and won't be absent from time to time like before. He will come over sooner or later.

Maybe everyone had the same idea as Hagrid, so most of them didn't care where Maka was.

After exchanging good mornings with the little wizards along the way, Hagrid went to his seat, carefully pulled out the armchair and sat down.

There was no way, his round waist had hit the long table several times, and almost every time everyone's cups would be knocked over, so it was inevitable that he would pay more attention to this.

"Good morning! Professor Flitwick...it seems to be a little warmer today than yesterday. I went for a walk in the backyard wearing only my underpants and vest this morning, and I didn't feel cold at all!"

"That's because you are more resistant to freezing."

Flitwick replied habitually, but Hagrid found that he still seemed a little... absent-minded?

"What's wrong?" Hagrid asked as he picked up the tableware in front of him, "You look unhappy. Did you sleep with your neck crooked at night?"

This time, Flitwick did not immediately complain like usual, but shook his head.

"You'll find out soon."

So, Hagrid had no choice but to lower his head and eat his breakfast in confusion, while waiting for Maka's arrival.

However, more than ten minutes later, most of the people in the auditorium had arrived, and the young wizards had filled the four long tables of the academy, but Maka still hadn't appeared.

Suddenly, Professor McGonagall, who rarely spoke in the morning, stood up, walked around the dining table and walked to the podium not far away.

"Dear students and professors...if I have disturbed everyone's meal, please allow me to apologize in advance. However, please pay attention to-"

Although most people had almost finished eating, she still expressed her apology first. Then she continued:

"This morning, I have to announce something to everyone - Mr. Macca McClain, as the ancient magic text professor specially assigned to our Hogwarts, will be temporarily leaving his post starting today."

"What!"

"how so?"

"Hey, this isn't true, is it?"

"McLean taught him...wait, what is a 'special dispatch'?"

Mag had just finished saying this, and before he even dropped his words to the ground, a burst of chaotic whispers sounded in the auditorium. Not only that, among those chaotic words, there were also a lot of things that had happened.

I couldn't control the volume of my exclamation.

Not only the little wizards, but even professors like Hagrid who didn't know anything yet couldn't help but have the urge to ask McGonagall if it was true or false.

"Quiet, please be quiet first!"

As the current principal with sufficient qualifications, Professor McGonagall's majesty was quite effective. When she raised her voice and shouted, the chaotic words finally subsided.

Then everyone looked at her again, wanting to hear her tell a specific reason.

"I know everyone may find this a little difficult to accept - MacLean is a very good professor. Under his influence, it can be said that we all have grown and improved a lot, including myself."

"However, I believe everyone must understand that our Professor MacLean is not only an excellent teacher, he is also a wizard who cares about the safety of the magic world!"

At this point, Mag paused for a moment before continuing:

"Actually, this temporary resignation was requested by himself. In order to prevent the ancient dark wizard from causing harm to the wizarding world, he decided to temporarily leave Hogwarts and cooperate with the British Ministry of Magic and the International Federation of Wizards

action……"

After that, Professor McGonagall said a lot of words that were extremely rare, and those words were what she had always wanted to say.

Maka has paid a lot for Hogwarts. Even before leaving, he brought free assistance to Hogwarts from France's top wizard family.

And she finally took this opportunity to speak out and tell it to the children below.

"...In addition, the ancient magic text class will be suspended for one day today. From tomorrow on, Professor Basilda Babuling will come back to teach the class, and the teaching material will remain the same as "The Mystery of Ancient Magic Texts"."

After that, Professor McGonagall did not return to the staff seat, but left directly through the side door of the auditorium.

Down at the long table in Gryffindor House, Hermione and others were looking at each other with complicated expressions.

They thought they should be more excited now, after all, it was the big news of Maka's resignation! But they never thought that at the moment, they, the people who have the best relationship with Maka, were all just exchanging words in silence.

eyes.

To be honest, everyone has already had a premonition.

Because the birth of Haierbo was really no small matter, especially the events they experienced during the previous Christmas vacation, which really made everyone involved deeply aware of the horror of the ancient dark wizard.

"...Maka."

Harry suddenly raised his palm and held it in front of his eyes. (To be continued)