Chapter 468 Director’s Visit

"Ron, don't say that!" Harry quickly pulled Ron's robe, "Isn't Buckbeak our friend?"

Ron looked at him in surprise, "Man, what nonsense are you talking about? Have you been infected by the philanthropic Miss Granger? How can a human being be friends with an animal?"

"That's not a beast!" Hermione retorted to him, "That's a hippogriff!"

"That's a beast!" Ron's voice was louder than hers, "It can attack people!"

Hermione got angry and yelled, "It's Malfoy's fault! No one was hurt except him! He must have done something to displease Buckbeak!"

Harry's head was about to explode for a moment, why were these two guys arguing again.

At the same time, Dumbledore arrived in front of Hagrid's hut with a director.

Hagrid hugged his large piece of plaid cloth that was both a rag and an apron and burst into tears. "Dumbledore, oh, I'm so sad. They are going to execute Buckbeak. What a beautiful child he is!" It’s time to say goodbye to this world.”

The director frowned, a little displeased, "Rubeus Hagrid."

Hagrid shrank his neck and looked away, not daring to look at the director.

"Adair, it doesn't have to be like this." Principal Dumbledore said softly, "Our friend has won many honors for Hogwarts in protecting magical creatures."

The director known as Adair twitched his eyes, "Yes, but he caused a lot more trouble than he got honors."

Dumbledore smiled and didn't answer.

"Okay, Mr. Hagrid." The director glanced at Hagrid, who was about to shrink into a ball, but couldn't help but complain, "Can you stop causing trouble to the board of directors all the time? You know what happened a few years ago? How dangerous is that dragon now? You actually let it swallow a whole piece of magic stone! In order to subdue it, 65 fire dragon research experts have been injured so far. Some people are even completely unable to recover and can only Waiting for death on the bed! If we can't find a way to tame it, it will probably be executed before next year!"

"No!" Hagrid cried out in despair, "Norbert is still just a baby!"

Adair also looked at him with a little despair, "I also want to treat the fire dragon that is more than ten stories high as a baby, but can you have some pity on us humans? Do you think that we all have the blood of giants like you? Aren't you afraid of fire attacks if you have thick flesh?"

Hagrid was stunned. He looked at Adair in horror, as if he didn't understand how the other party knew that he was not a pure human being.

"Do you still need to think about this kind of thing?" Adair shouted angrily, "You can not only resist the flames of the fire dragon, but also its poison. Do you really think that everyone except Albus is a fool? ?”

Principal Dumbledore coughed dryly, as if to remind Adair that his voice was too loud.

Adair glanced at Dumbledore angrily, "Albus, I really don't understand. Forget about the werewolf Lupine. Anyway, as long as it's not a full moon night, he is still a smart man, but this stupid guy He’s causing trouble for us every day, can’t you teach him how to get along with others normally?”

Principal Dumbledore showed a gentle smile, "That's why I made him a professor. Look, doesn't he study very well? Most students like him very much."

Adair rolled his eyes and wanted to utter a curse word, but thought of paying attention to his identity, so he swallowed it back.

Looking at Hagrid, who was still a little straight-eyed, Adair's brain hurt again, "How about you give him two bottles of intelligence potion to increase his brain capacity? I remember that this potion in the Department of Mysteries has been You are very mature. With your relationship with the Silent Man, it won’t be a problem to get two bottles, right?”

Hagrid finally came to his senses and subconsciously replied, "I think there is nothing wrong with my brain." After saying this, he regretted it and shrank his neck again.

Director Adair's expression can be imagined.

There was an eerie silence in the hut.

As if feeling a little uneasy, Hagrid moved his body. However, what he didn't expect was that for some reason, the stool under his butt only had time to make a "bang" sound, and Hagrid suddenly fell down on it. On the ground, his expression was indescribably dazed.

Even Dumbledore couldn't help but cover his forehead at this time.

However, when Hagrid was trying to get up from the ground in a panic, his hand accidentally touched the pan hanging by the stove.

Bang!

The pan collided with the barbecue grill that was placed in the fireplace, making a loud noise. The grease-filled barbecue drew a graceful arc in the air, and was photographed on the face of Hagrid, who was turning his head in astonishment.

"Hot, hot, hot!" Hagrid screamed, jumping up and throwing the barbecue back, knocking the pile of firewood into pieces.

Stimulated by the grease, the fire in the fireplace crackled and exploded.

Principal Dumbledore quickly used the Iron Armor Charm to block those sparks. Director Adair held up his wand with a livid face. Under the light of magic, his expression was a little ferocious.

However, Hagrid's performance became even more unbearable. Not long after, the entire wooden house was set on fire with his unremitting efforts to save him. The fire burned bigger and bigger, and it was able to withstand the flow of clear water. As a result, the three of them had no choice but to leave. room and stand outside.

Director Adair made a lifting motion with his hands, as if he no longer knew what to say. Principal Dumbledore looked like he had a headache, and Hagrid's eyes were full of tears, and he didn't dare to save his house anymore. .

"Seriously, Albus." Adair exhaled deeply and took a long time to calm down. "Before I came, many people told me not to meet that empty-headed half-blood in person. Giant, but in line with my duties as a new director, I came in person, but..."

He couldn't help pinching his mustache. This is the most popular beard style nowadays, but only half of it was left. This made the director's mood even worse, "Okay, I know I shouldn't say anything hurtful." But Albus, can you give some of your sympathy to other wizards? I can’t imagine if a little wizard was sitting in there just now, he would have been burned by the flames!”

As he spoke, he seemed to have thought of something, and his face darkened, "Especially, he is still friends with the Boy-Who-Lived. If that boy is irreparably harmed, Albus, don't tell me that you have any follow-up plans. plan!"

"I won't hurt Harry!" Hagrid shouted back.

"Really?" Adair looked at him coldly, "My investigation shows that when the fire dragon you raised went crazy, Harry Potter happened to come to visit you. If you still regard him as your friend , don’t always keep some weird things in the house! Of course you are not afraid, but the little wizards are!"