Chapter 183 Foster Care
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Hua Shui Jun
Chapter 183 Foster Care
As the morning dawned, the gates of Hogwarts Castle opened with the sound of mechanical joints engaging. The fine powder mixed with a little golden sunlight shone into the slightly dim entrance hall, and the ancient castle was waking up from the silence.
Suddenly, hurried footsteps echoed in the empty auditorium.
Hermione, with a tired face and red eyes, came out of the shadows holding Crookshanks who was sleeping soundly with squinted eyes in her arms. She looked around, and when she was sure that there was no one around, Hermione lowered her head and rubbed Crookshanks. Lukeshan's head immediately stepped out of the castle resolutely, and ran towards the spacious lawn that was still hidden in the mist.
Beside Hagrid's hut by the Forbidden Forest, after more than a month, Hagrid, who has calmed down a lot, is busy in the field. The pumpkins planted in August and September, and by October, most of the flower buds covered with lush green vines have fallen. In a clean and tidy field, pumpkins the size of washbasins can be found everywhere.
Hagrid gestured at the small pink umbrella in his hand. Although he had washed away his grievances, Hagrid, who spent most of his life being able to cast spells in secret, was used to hiding his wand in the umbrella.
Looking at those fruits, Hagrid showed joy. Last year's expansion spells had achieved very good results. After two more days, Hagrid was going to do the same to grow these pumpkins.
Buckbeak, who hadn't realized that he had gotten into big trouble and was also causing trouble to Hagrid, was crawling under the shade of a tree on the other side of the room, eating the nutritious breakfast Hagrid prepared for him - a big pot of ferrets.
Yaya is lying in front of the door, wriggling and nibbling lettuce in the wooden box like a beehive. A Flobber caterpillar the size of a child's arm is salivating, but it obviously knows that those things are not its food, so it can only Looking eagerly.
Suddenly, a dense morning mist surged dozens of feet away, and Yaya, who smelled the scent first, immediately pricked up his ears and barked happily.
"Don't bark, Yaya, the little wizards haven't woken up yet, don't disturb their rest!"
Hagrid, who was poking the pumpkin with his fingers, straightened up and said dissatisfiedly, "When Buckbeak finishes eating, I'll let him leave the bones for you!"
Buckbeak flapped his wings a few times, grinned his eyes and teeth proudly, and then grabbed the ferret bone on the ground with his paws and threw it out.
"Hagrid!"
Her hair and eyebrows were covered with mist, and Hermione rushed out of the mist like a drowned rat. When she saw Hagrid in the pumpkin patch who was stunned by her appearance, Hermione could no longer control her emotions. Trotting all the way into Hagrid's arms, Lihua burst into tears like rain.
"Either Crookshanks don't show up, or you don't show up!"
Hagrid roared angrily. He picked up a towel to wipe the dew from Hermione's hair, but almost took Hermione's head off.
"That bastard dares to say that, Hermione, don't stop me, the next time I see him, I have to make him remember well. Ask him if he still remembers how much you helped him !"
"Come on, Hagrid, Ron was just too worried about Scabbers, he didn't do anything wrong -"
Her eyes were still red, but Hermione was in a much better mood after she released her emotions. She defended Ron, stroking Crookshanks lying on her knees,
"But I really can't keep Crookshanks in the castle anymore. I have so many lessons to teach, I don't have time to discipline him. I can only leave him here with you, Hagrid. At least Fang can be a crook." Friends of Lukeshan."
"No problem, Hermione, I have a big place here, enough for him to have fun with Fang—"
Hagrid brought a cup of steaming tea to Hermione, looking at the little witch who still had a sad face, he hesitated for a moment, and said worriedly,
"But I don't think that's going to solve the problem, Hermione, you've got to have a good talk with Ron, people get a little confused about pets a lot, and it's not fair to blame your friends for that."
"Thank you, Hagrid, I'll find a chance to make it clear with him."
Hermione wiped the crystal off her eyelashes and tried to force a smile, but both Hermione and Hagrid knew that this was just a rhetoric.
There is still a while before class time, Hagrid enthusiastically prepared rock cakes and Bath buns for Hermione who hadn't eaten breakfast, but Hermione didn't touch them at all, just hugged Crookshanks reluctantly, Sipping hot tea,
"I've been researching several cases of magical animal wounding recently, Hagrid, I will sort out the defenses of those acquitted cases, and when you and Buckbeak go to the Dangerous Animals Committee for trial, you can do as you want." With the words on it say—”
"I don't know what I would have done if it weren't for you, Hermione!"
Hagrid blew his nose heavily, and said emotionally,
"These days, I often dream about the outcome of the trial, Buckbeak is going to be... Oh, anyway, thanks to you, I still have a glimmer of hope!"
Hermione smiled, and this time, her smile was much more sincere.
"Speaking of which, Hagrid, I've never quite understood--"
After clumsily patting Hagrid's waist-thick arm, Hermione pouted, looking a bit confused,
"Why don't you ask Professor Dumbledore for help, a wizard like him, if you ask him for help, he won't mind saying hello to the Ministry for you."
"I don't want to bother him much," sighed Hagrid, sitting down,
"Principal Dumbledore has so many things to deal with every day, and I don't want to cause trouble for him."
Hermione looked like she wanted to defend herself, but Hagrid went ahead and said,
"And it's actually very difficult for him to intervene in this matter.
Of course, of course, as long as Dumbledore is willing to send a formal message, the Department of Management and Control of Magical Creatures will buy his face, but this is the problem, Hermione, Dumbledore has been doing his best to avoid interfering with the normal operation of the Ministry of Magic , because he knew very well that Cornelius Fudge was always on high alert for him.
Although it's ridiculous, but Fudge is worried that if Dumbledore changes his mind one day and wants to become a minister, then he can easily use his prestige to drive Fudge out of power. Therefore, in order to prevent Fudge from Wrong judgment, Principal Dumbledore restrained himself as much as possible, even though in many cases, he was not optimistic about the decisions made by the Ministry of Magic. Of course I know that Principal Dumbledore can help Buckbeak out of trouble, Hermione, but I I don't want to see Dumbledore in trouble."
Looking at Hagrid who suddenly became more talkative, Hermione quietly opened her mouth, her eyebrows raised high,
"This is all your own idea, Hagrid?"
Hermione asked in surprise.
"Oh, you're the smartest little wizard at Hogwarts right now, Hermione—it's really my idea not to bother Dumbledore, but the latter."
Hagrid scratched his furry beard and smiled shyly,
"Do you still remember the morning when Remus sent me back? In fact, it was Professor Brian who picked me up to his temporary residence in Hogsmeade the night before. After a night of sleeping with the garbage can, I picked a time to come to express my thanks. During the chat, he talked to me about Buckbeak by the way. That's what Professor En told me."
(End of this chapter)
As the morning dawned, the gates of Hogwarts Castle opened with the sound of mechanical joints engaging. The fine powder mixed with a little golden sunlight shone into the slightly dim entrance hall, and the ancient castle was waking up from the silence.
Suddenly, hurried footsteps echoed in the empty auditorium.
Hermione, with a tired face and red eyes, came out of the shadows holding Crookshanks who was sleeping soundly with squinted eyes in her arms. She looked around, and when she was sure that there was no one around, Hermione lowered her head and rubbed Crookshanks. Lukeshan's head immediately stepped out of the castle resolutely, and ran towards the spacious lawn that was still hidden in the mist.
Beside Hagrid's hut by the Forbidden Forest, after more than a month, Hagrid, who has calmed down a lot, is busy in the field. The pumpkins planted in August and September, and by October, most of the flower buds covered with lush green vines have fallen. In a clean and tidy field, pumpkins the size of washbasins can be found everywhere.
Hagrid gestured at the small pink umbrella in his hand. Although he had washed away his grievances, Hagrid, who spent most of his life being able to cast spells in secret, was used to hiding his wand in the umbrella.
Looking at those fruits, Hagrid showed joy. Last year's expansion spells had achieved very good results. After two more days, Hagrid was going to do the same to grow these pumpkins.
Buckbeak, who hadn't realized that he had gotten into big trouble and was also causing trouble to Hagrid, was crawling under the shade of a tree on the other side of the room, eating the nutritious breakfast Hagrid prepared for him - a big pot of ferrets.
Yaya is lying in front of the door, wriggling and nibbling lettuce in the wooden box like a beehive. A Flobber caterpillar the size of a child's arm is salivating, but it obviously knows that those things are not its food, so it can only Looking eagerly.
Suddenly, a dense morning mist surged dozens of feet away, and Yaya, who smelled the scent first, immediately pricked up his ears and barked happily.
"Don't bark, Yaya, the little wizards haven't woken up yet, don't disturb their rest!"
Hagrid, who was poking the pumpkin with his fingers, straightened up and said dissatisfiedly, "When Buckbeak finishes eating, I'll let him leave the bones for you!"
Buckbeak flapped his wings a few times, grinned his eyes and teeth proudly, and then grabbed the ferret bone on the ground with his paws and threw it out.
"Hagrid!"
Her hair and eyebrows were covered with mist, and Hermione rushed out of the mist like a drowned rat. When she saw Hagrid in the pumpkin patch who was stunned by her appearance, Hermione could no longer control her emotions. Trotting all the way into Hagrid's arms, Lihua burst into tears like rain.
"Either Crookshanks don't show up, or you don't show up!"
Hagrid roared angrily. He picked up a towel to wipe the dew from Hermione's hair, but almost took Hermione's head off.
"That bastard dares to say that, Hermione, don't stop me, the next time I see him, I have to make him remember well. Ask him if he still remembers how much you helped him !"
"Come on, Hagrid, Ron was just too worried about Scabbers, he didn't do anything wrong -"
Her eyes were still red, but Hermione was in a much better mood after she released her emotions. She defended Ron, stroking Crookshanks lying on her knees,
"But I really can't keep Crookshanks in the castle anymore. I have so many lessons to teach, I don't have time to discipline him. I can only leave him here with you, Hagrid. At least Fang can be a crook." Friends of Lukeshan."
"No problem, Hermione, I have a big place here, enough for him to have fun with Fang—"
Hagrid brought a cup of steaming tea to Hermione, looking at the little witch who still had a sad face, he hesitated for a moment, and said worriedly,
"But I don't think that's going to solve the problem, Hermione, you've got to have a good talk with Ron, people get a little confused about pets a lot, and it's not fair to blame your friends for that."
"Thank you, Hagrid, I'll find a chance to make it clear with him."
Hermione wiped the crystal off her eyelashes and tried to force a smile, but both Hermione and Hagrid knew that this was just a rhetoric.
There is still a while before class time, Hagrid enthusiastically prepared rock cakes and Bath buns for Hermione who hadn't eaten breakfast, but Hermione didn't touch them at all, just hugged Crookshanks reluctantly, Sipping hot tea,
"I've been researching several cases of magical animal wounding recently, Hagrid, I will sort out the defenses of those acquitted cases, and when you and Buckbeak go to the Dangerous Animals Committee for trial, you can do as you want." With the words on it say—”
"I don't know what I would have done if it weren't for you, Hermione!"
Hagrid blew his nose heavily, and said emotionally,
"These days, I often dream about the outcome of the trial, Buckbeak is going to be... Oh, anyway, thanks to you, I still have a glimmer of hope!"
Hermione smiled, and this time, her smile was much more sincere.
"Speaking of which, Hagrid, I've never quite understood--"
After clumsily patting Hagrid's waist-thick arm, Hermione pouted, looking a bit confused,
"Why don't you ask Professor Dumbledore for help, a wizard like him, if you ask him for help, he won't mind saying hello to the Ministry for you."
"I don't want to bother him much," sighed Hagrid, sitting down,
"Principal Dumbledore has so many things to deal with every day, and I don't want to cause trouble for him."
Hermione looked like she wanted to defend herself, but Hagrid went ahead and said,
"And it's actually very difficult for him to intervene in this matter.
Of course, of course, as long as Dumbledore is willing to send a formal message, the Department of Management and Control of Magical Creatures will buy his face, but this is the problem, Hermione, Dumbledore has been doing his best to avoid interfering with the normal operation of the Ministry of Magic , because he knew very well that Cornelius Fudge was always on high alert for him.
Although it's ridiculous, but Fudge is worried that if Dumbledore changes his mind one day and wants to become a minister, then he can easily use his prestige to drive Fudge out of power. Therefore, in order to prevent Fudge from Wrong judgment, Principal Dumbledore restrained himself as much as possible, even though in many cases, he was not optimistic about the decisions made by the Ministry of Magic. Of course I know that Principal Dumbledore can help Buckbeak out of trouble, Hermione, but I I don't want to see Dumbledore in trouble."
Looking at Hagrid who suddenly became more talkative, Hermione quietly opened her mouth, her eyebrows raised high,
"This is all your own idea, Hagrid?"
Hermione asked in surprise.
"Oh, you're the smartest little wizard at Hogwarts right now, Hermione—it's really my idea not to bother Dumbledore, but the latter."
Hagrid scratched his furry beard and smiled shyly,
"Do you still remember the morning when Remus sent me back? In fact, it was Professor Brian who picked me up to his temporary residence in Hogsmeade the night before. After a night of sleeping with the garbage can, I picked a time to come to express my thanks. During the chat, he talked to me about Buckbeak by the way. That's what Professor En told me."
(End of this chapter)
