Chapter 350: The Gloomy Hogwarts Part 2

There was a long silence.

"I said, today is a holiday, isn't it?!" Ron tried to liven up the atmosphere, "It's really stuffy in the lounge! How about we go out for some activities now? Go to Quidditch - sorry! Go to Hagrid's place How about it? Speaking of which, we haven’t been to his place for a long time, since we took the Care of Magical Creatures class he taught.”

Did you forget that Harry destroyed his Nimbus 2000? ! Hermione took back the shoe on Ron's instep, and then looked at Harry expectantly.

Although in her opinion, letting Harry leave the castle now is not a very wise choice, but just going to Hagrid's place will not cause any big problems. After all, Hagrid's cabin is not far from the castle, as long as it is not Harry could just run outside the school.

"Okay, let's go." Harry suddenly opened his eyes. He sat up straight, looked at Hermione and Ron and said, "Let's go to Hagrid. I can also ask him why he is talking to me about my father. "My mother never told me about the name Blake."

It was obviously not to Hermione's liking to let Harry continue to explore things about Black. She quickly said: "Or we can do some homework first? Have you finished your holiday homework for the Divination class? The professor of the Arithmetic Divination class -"

"Let's go to Hagrid immediately!" Harry interrupted Hermione and said firmly.

However, Hagrid's mood seemed a little worse than Harry's.

When Harry, Hermione and Ron wore cloaks and walked through the crystal snow to Hagrid's hut, what they saw was a big man with red and swollen eyes from crying.

Before Harry could ask why, he was immediately hugged into Hagrid's arms.

"Hey-" Facing Hagrid's overwhelming bear hug, a sound of dying came from Harry's throat (who was about to be folded in half and his waist was about to be broken).

Ron and Hermione noticed Harry's miserable condition. One of them held Hagrid's arm, and the other grabbed Harry's back collar to save him from Hagrid's hug.

With Ron supporting (more like lifting) his arm, Hagrid obediently returned to the room, and then he threw himself on the huge wooden table in the room, crying uncontrollably, with huge tears streaming down his face. It covered his face and trickled into his unkempt beard.

"Hagrid, what happened?" Hermione, who was supporting Harry, asked in shock.

"Yeah - hiss - what happened?" Harry, who was covering his lower back with one hand, also asked, his words still accidentally revealing the intense pain he felt before.

At this moment, Ron suddenly found an official letter lying next to Hagrid's head. The letter had been opened, but his father worked at the Ministry of Magic. As a child, Ron didn't know this. Is this official letter from the Ministry of Magic? Judging from the logo on the letter, it probably comes from the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures.

"What is this, Hagrid?"

Hearing Ron's question, Hagrid's crying became obviously louder, but he still pushed the letter towards Ron.

After glancing at Harry and Hermione, Ron picked up the letter on the table and read it in a voice that could be heard by everyone: "Dear Mr. Hagrid... The Hippogriff attacked the students... You are not responsible. ”

"Isn't that nice?" Harry gently broke away from Hermione's support, walked to Hagrid and patted his broad shoulder, "Buckbeak and you are fine."

But Hagrid was still crying, and he waved his hand to signal Ron to continue reading.

"...But the case will be submitted to the Dangerous Animals Committee..." Ron continued reading the letter until he had read all the contents.

"Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Animals?" Harry said with some reluctance. He didn't know what this department in the Ministry of Magic did, but he could probably guess what its work content was based on its name. "But Buckby Gram is not a dangerous magical animal, isn't he? And it was Malfoy's own fault that caused Buckbeak to scratch him."

Hermione and Ron glanced at Harry with a frown on their faces.

"You are still young and don't know how bad those guys on the Dangerous Animals Committee are." Hagrid choked and said, "They specialize in fighting interesting animals! Acromantula! Chimera! Fire Dragon! Poison Horned Beast …”

Even Harry couldn't speak for Hagrid this time.

In fact, he never fully agreed with Hagrid's view of what he called "interesting animals". Instead of calling them "interesting animals", Harry felt that "highly dangerous and extremely deadly scary monsters" were more suitable for those magical creatures. animals.

However, if you follow Hagrid's standards and compare horizontally with griffins, manticores, poison leopards, werewolves and the like, hippogriffs are really cute. Even the danger level marked for the hippogriff in the book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" is "XXX", not 4X or 5X...

Hi! What on earth are you thinking about? Harry couldn't help but cursed himself secretly. At this time, he couldn't remember why he came here just now.

"Hagrid, you must be fully prepared and mount a strong defense, so that you can save Buckbeak." Hermione comforted, "I can help you! Ron and Harry too, yes. Bar?"

Harry and Ron nodded together out of Hagrid's view.

But before they could speak, Hagrid said again: "It's useless! Those people on the committee are all under the orders of Lucius Malfoy! If I lose the case, Buckbeak -"

Hagrid quickly scratched his throat with his finger. This was probably a gesture universally used around the world.

Faced with Hagrid's increasingly loud crying, Hermione obviously didn't know what to do. She looked at Harry and Ron for help, but obviously, the two boys had nothing to do.

Although this visit to Hagrid was far from pleasant, and Harry hardly found any opportunity to talk to Hagrid about Dementors or Black, for Ron and Hermione, it was almost the same. their expectation range.

During most of the Christmas holidays, although Harry had definitely not forgotten Black, his sworn enemy, he no longer continued to think about revenge. He spent most of his time and energy in the library. Need to help Hagrid win the case with the Dangerous Animals Commission. The rest of the time, Harry needed to complete his holiday homework.

The two weeks of vacation passed in the blink of an eye. Before Harry, Hermione, and Ron could find a suitable case to use as a reference, the students who had left school during the vacation came back, and Gryffindor Tower once again became Lively and noisy.

The night before school started, Harry was approached by Wood, the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

"I heard that Harry, you, Ron, and Granger stayed at school during the holidays. How are you doing?" Wood hurriedly exchanged greetings without giving Harry time to answer. He immediately said, " The thing about the game before—how should I put it—the Dementors—"

Wood touched his nose awkwardly.

"I'm trying to solve it. Wright taught me a way to deal with dementors before." Harry said quickly, although he had not practiced the Patronus Charm even once during this holiday, and the same was true for Hermione and Ron, "And Professor Lupine also said that he would help me train to resist dementors, which should start in the first week of school."

"Ah, that's much better!" Wood was obviously relieved. "Harry, have you ordered a new broomstick?"

This time it was Harry's turn to smile bitterly: "No, I guess I'll have to hit Ravenclaw with the school's shooting star."