Harry potter galactic empire

"Is it so delicious?" Ron saw Lin Mo eating with tears in his eyes and looking extremely moved. He couldn't help but take a piece of rock cake and put it into his mouth. He bit down hard with his chewing muscles.

The next moment, he calmly took the rock cake away from his mouth, and when Hagrid wasn't paying attention, he threw it into Yaya's big mouth with his backhand.

The big black mastiff with good teeth and a good stomach completely destroyed the piece of cake in one bite.

"Lin Mo and I have similar backgrounds," Harry saw that Lin Mo was speechless for a moment, so he briefly introduced him: "He comes from the frontline star field of the Republic and was raised by mercenaries."

"Poor little guy," Hagrid gently patted Lin Mo's back with his big hand. This action really killed him. He was about to swallow the mouthful of rock cake, but the big hand slapped him back.

It reaches the throat.

"But you come from the front line of Muggles, so you should have seen a lot of zerg?"

Lin Mo could only continue to nod and took another sip of hot tea.

"That is really a fascinating creature. It has a clear division of labor like an ant. Under the control of the mother worm, it can continue to evolve and become more powerful. There are few creatures like them. You must like them very much." Hagrid was interested in any magical things.

Creatures have almost crazy passions and think other people are the same.

"Cough, cough!" Lin Mo finally succeeded in swallowing the mouthful of rock cake.

"In fact, every year, countless brave people die in battle in the frontline star field, or are reduced to ashes and no bones left in deep space." When mentioning this topic, Lin Mo looked very serious: "Forgive me for having a hard time liking that species.

"

"Oh, sorry I didn't mean"

"But I know what you mean," Lin Mo shook off his serious face and smiled. He didn't want to ruin the pleasant atmosphere of this morning tea: "No matter from any angle, zerg are indeed extremely powerful creatures. If there are

If given the chance, I would also like to have a deeper understanding of them as enemies.”

This statement was very agreeable to Hagrid, and his big eyes shone a lot, as if he wanted to continue discussing Zerg with him.

Unfortunately, within a few words, Lin Mo changed the subject and directed it to their first week at Hogwarts.

He was interested in zerg, but not now. After all, he had finally left the life of fighting bugs every day. On such a beautiful morning on such a lovely planet, he didn't want to spend his time discussing "three species" with this hybrid giant.

"How many barbs are there on the limbs of springtails?" or "How to feed a female larvae?"

Harry and Ron shared their first week of life with Hagrid (the overlap was very high, they had been together), and soon they talked about Professor Quirrell's Dreamland game again.

Speaking of Quirrell, Hagrid looked very regretful:

"Poor Quilinas, he was very well-read when he was in school, he was very smart, and he was also very friendly. Unfortunately, when he later traveled, he was said to have gone to some very dangerous dark areas, where there were no people.

He wandered around for too long, and when he came back he was a completely different person. Now I see that he is always nervous, nervous for no reason, and sometimes very sarcastic."

"But... Professor Richlo of Dreamland seems to have a pretty good personality." Lin Mo said tentatively.

"Dream Realm? That's probably your illusion." Hagrid waved his big hand: "Maybe poor Quilinas wants to change back to his original appearance. Only in the Dream Realm can he truly relax. I heard that it was him

Dominating the scene, he must have been terrified."

But Harry and Ron didn't care at all about Quirrell's character.

"Even if his classes are a bit...radical, he is still the best teacher!" Ron lamented. If the professors of every course were rewarded with gold coins like Quirrell, he might not be able to score more than one day.

Where's Hermione?

Harry nodded in agreement, he thought Dreamland was great.

They described the pumpkin-headed devil champion to Hagrid again, focusing on his sinister and cunning side. Lin Mo followed them with excitement and added jealousy, wishing he could turn himself into the image of the villain who is the source of all evil.

"I'd say that guy is definitely a Slytherin," Ron said.

"It's very possible," Harry agreed: "Lin Mo, have you heard anything?"

Lin Mo spent half a second thinking.

He lowered his voice: "I heard them saying that the pumpkin head is actually a girl."

"ah?!"

"girl?!"

This exciting tidbit stunned Harry and Ron: "But his voice..."

"The sound can be changed in the scene." Lin Mo said meaningfully.

"Maybe it's Malfoy. She must have been exposed to similar scenes before." Ron was truly a good teammate of the year. He immediately helped Lin Mo pull up a suspect who met the conditions and was annoying to them.

"That Malfoy boy?" Hagrid asked.

"Dracriss Malfoy, you only have to say one word to that girl to know how annoying she is." Harry described to Hagrid the pale, pointed-chinned girl from Mrs. Malkin's shop.

After coming into contact with Dracris, she later caused trouble on the Wizard Express, using a spell that almost hurt Lin Mo, to her performance in Potions class, etc.

"The reputation of the Malfoy family is not very good. We are not from the same family as them," Hagrid said: "Of course we are not afraid of old Malfoy, and you don't have to be afraid of that girl, Harry. But Lin Mo, you are in the same college as her, so

You must provoke her."

Having been targeted and unable to avoid it, Lin Mo smiled helplessly.

He also didn't know that the first female toilet war god he killed in the Dream Realm happened to be Chrissy.

"Speaking of the academy, as a law thief, you must have a hard time in Slytherin, right?" Hagrid said very sympathetically: "I don't know what happened to the Sorting Hat. I can't imagine you having such a difficult time among those students.

"How to live, if I had been sorted into Slytherin, I would definitely have done it early." He did not continue, but he obviously had a lot of opinions about Slytherin.

He stubbornly believed that there were students who would become bad.

"It's just the academy, Hagrid." Lin Mo said with relief. It's not difficult to imagine how much discrimination the hybrid giant received when he was in school because of his bloodline and his hobby of magical animals. It was really difficult for a real child.

But he added: "But even in Slytherin, there are some friendly classmates."

Hagrid snorted noncommittally. Perhaps Lin Mo reminded him of the half-blood giant who looked a little sentimental when he was in school.

He took a piece of cake and chewed it with relish, holding it under his mouth with a big hand to prevent the crumbs from falling into his thick beard, and pushed the plate in front of the three students: "You all eat, you're welcome."

Lin Mo and Ron quickly picked up the teacups and started drinking tea.

Compared with refreshments, the hot tea is still very good, exuding a rich aroma of wheat.

Harry hadn't tasted rock cake yet, so he took a piece and bit it down with a painful expression on his face. His green eyes stared at Lin Mo and Ron, obviously blaming them for not reminding him, but he still

He politely did not feed the rock cake to Yaya, and chewed it with considerable effort. Judging from Lin Mo's experience, he would be speechless for a while.

Hagrid also added some tea to his cup.

"This is……"

Lin Mo suddenly noticed a piece of paper exposed under the dinner plate. The material was the same as the Daily Prophet. He couldn't see it completely but he could already tell that the content on it was a report about the theft of Gringotts, which he had read two days ago.

Seeing that Harry was still struggling with the rock cake, Lin Mo pretended to move the tea tray casually, letting the cut-out report fall next to Harry.

Harry couldn't look away after scanning it.

"Hagrid!" He swallowed the rock cake with all his strength and said to the half-blood giant with evasive eyes: "That's the day! The day you took me to Gringotts, I remember it was my birthday. Maybe something will happen.

We happened to be there at the time!”

Hagrid lowered his head and snorted, then stuffed another piece of rock biscuit into Harry's hand, his meaning was obvious:

You are not allowed to ask, and you have to eat cake if you ask...