HP Approaches the Magical World

Some things get better over time, and some things are a cycle that returns to the same place over time.

It's just that this world is rising in a spiral. Although it goes back and forth, it has improved somewhat compared to before.

Those things that are hidden in the dark and unknown will eventually become very important pillars.

This is a very large drama. When it is time to leave the scene, someone will leave the scene. This is arranged, but sometimes there will always be some accidents, and it is also under the control of the director Jon, because the presence of Those who performed in the middle of the show did not know those who were kept in the dark, and there were some "actors" who acted according to his will.

After all, his original idea was Truman's World.

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Hermione walked to Hagrid's cabin through two feet of snow on Sunday morning.

Harry and Ron wanted to accompany her, but their "homework mountain" had grown to appalling heights, so they remained reluctantly in the common room, trying to ignore the cheers from downstairs Voice.

The students skated and sledged on the lake, and worse, they conjured snowballs to fly up Gryffindor Tower and smash them against the windows.

"Hello!"

Finally losing his patience, Ron stuck his head out the window and yelled, "I'm a prefect, and another snowball hits this window - ouch!"

He jerked his head back, his face covered in snow.

"It's Fred and George," he said bitterly, slamming the window shut. "Boys . . . "

Hermione had just returned from Hagrid's just before lunch, shivering slightly, and her robes were wet from the knees down.

"How's it going?" Ron asked, looking up when she came in. "Help him get ready?"

"I tried," she said listlessly, and sat down in the chair next to Harry, drawing out her wand and giving it an intricate dance, steaming from the tip. She pointed it at her robe, and steam evaporated from it.

"He wasn't there when I went, and I knocked at the door for at least half an hour before he came out of the woods—"

Harry groaned, the Forbidden Forest was full of creatures that could easily get Hagrid fired.

"What did he keep there? Did he tell?"

"No,"

Hermione said distressedly, "He said he was going to surprise us. I tried to explain what happened to Umbridge, but he just wouldn't listen.

He kept saying that no one in their right mind would give up the chimera instead of studying the thorn.

—Oh, I don't think he has Chimeras. "

Seeing Harry and Ron's terrified expressions, she quickly added: "But it's not that he hasn't tried it, he said it's because it's not easy for him to get Chimera eggs...

I do not know how many times I have told him that it is more beneficial to use Graplan's teaching method. But I really don't think he listened to half of it. You know, he's a bit weird, and he still won't say how he got hurt..."

This remark is good, where it should be detailed, it should be detailed, and where it should be obscure, it should be obscure.

All in all, the two people in front of them didn't find anything wrong.

——It is not easy to learn to lie proficiently.

Hermione did go to Hagrid, but what she said to Hagrid was not these things. Hagrid was innocent, but not stupid. As a person Dumbledore trusted, he probably knew a lot more than students like them. up.

What's more, Hagrid has also faced some problems before. How to deal with the Ministry of Magic is almost a natural ability of members of the Order of the Phoenix, but at least this conversation is still pleasant. Although Hagrid didn't say those things, but from the perspective of a friend Speaking of which, Hermione thought he shouldn't have too much of a problem.

—this was what Hagrid had personally assured her, after she had clarified her purpose of coming and who she was now.

"I hope it's okay," murmured Hermione, always feeling a little uneasy.

Hagrid reappeared at the staff table at breakfast the next day, and not all the students responded enthusiastically.

Fred, George and Lee cheered enthusiastically,

Rushing down the aisle between the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff tables, he took Hagrid's huge hand and shook it.

Others, like Parvati and Lavender, exchanged gloomy glances and shook their heads.

Harry knew that many of them preferred Professor Graplan's class.

Worst of all, there was a small sliver of justice in his heart that knew they had a reason: the interesting lessons in Graplan's concept weren't the kind where someone might get their head ripped off.

When Harry, Ron, and Hermione dressed up for Hagrid's class on Tuesday, they were a little scared.

Harry was not only worried about what Hagrid would teach, but also worried about how the other students, especially Malfoy and his henchmen, behaved when Umbridge attended the lectures.

However, when they walked towards Hagrid who was waiting at the edge of the woods on the snowy ground, they did not see the shadow of the senior investigator.

Hagrid didn't look reassuring, the scars that had been purple on Saturday night were now yellow-green, and some of them seemed to be bleeding.

Harry didn't understand: Had Hagrid been attacked by some monster whose venom would have prevented the wound from healing?

And as if to complete the ominous picture, Hagrid seemed to be carrying half a dead cow on his shoulders.

"We have class here today!"

Hagrid said cheerfully to the students, tilting his head toward the dark wood behind him, "It's a bit dense in the woods! They like the dark, though."

"What likes the dark?" Harry heard Malfoy ask Crabbe and Goyle sharply, with a tinge of fear in his voice, "What does he say likes the dark—did you hear that?"

Harry thought of the only time Malfoy had been in this wood before, and he hadn't been very brave himself.

Hermione and Malfoy had the same mentality at this moment, but their original intentions were different. Malfoy was afraid of what would happen next, while Hermione was worried about what Hagrid would do too much.

It's hard not to worry, in this case, especially the old witch, who doesn't know where to hide.

Hagrid turned around and walked into the forest with big strides. He looked up and saw Harry's turned eyes. They looked at Ron and sighed.

"Let's go, there is no other way now."

The three took the lead and followed Hagrid. After walking for about ten minutes, they came to a place with dense forests and as dark as dusk, and there was not a single snow on the ground.

Hagrid dropped the half cow to the ground with a groan, took two steps back, and turned to face the whole class.

Many people used tree trunks as cover, looked around nervously, and approached Hagrid cautiously, as if they were guarding against being attacked at any time. In this environment, it was not surprising that anything happened, but everyone cherished their lives.

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