Chapter 143 The mysterious packet
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Nian Gao Pei Ma Tuan
"How is the course?" Glenn asked with a smile, "Did you suddenly realize that no one else seems to be much better than you?"
Harry nodded, but he didn't look in a good mood.
"Everything is fine, except..."
"Ouch!"
Harry was mid-sentence, but was interrupted by Ron.
He held a small piece of rock cake in one hand and covered his cheek with the other hand, crying.
There are a few shallow tooth marks that are almost invisible on the rock cake.
Hagrid was serving them tea and seemed oblivious to his condition.
Glenn suppressed a smile and lowered his head.
Ron glanced at Hagrid quietly, stuffed the half piece of rock biscuit into his pocket, and whispered something to Harry.
Harry shrank his neck slightly and pushed the plate away without leaving any trace.
"Be careful with that rock pie, Glenn." He turned around again and whispered to Glenn.
Glenn blinked and nodded at him.
"Speaking of which, you've had classes for a week. How are the professors?"
Hagrid poured the tea for them, clapped his big hands, pulled a ottoman and sat down.
"Compared to that guy Filch, the professors are better." Ron said angrily, mentioning the administrator of Hogwarts.
Hagrid frowned, showing disgust.
"Oh! That old loser!" He snorted coldly, "He's like a slug, disgusting. And that cat, her name is Mrs. Norris. I really want to introduce it to me one day. We all know each other."
Hearing Hagrid say this, both Harry and Ron felt relieved and couldn't help but smile.
"As far as I know, Mr. Filch is supposed to be a poor squib," said Glenn.
Harry looked puzzled and asked, "Squib? What is that?"
"Squibs are a special group of people who are born into a wizarding family but have no magical abilities. They are just the opposite of wizards born in Muggles, but the probability of appearing is much lower."
Ron, who came from a pure-blood family, was obviously no stranger to this term and explained it to him.
"Yes, it's not difficult to explain why he hates every student and goes against everyone." Glenn nodded.
"Why?" Ron asked doubtfully.
In Hermione's words about him, he only had "a teaspoon" of emotion, so it was naturally not easy for him to understand Filch's mood.
Glenn spread his hands, not expecting him to understand.
Instead, Harry asked tentatively: "You mean, he is jealous of us?"
"Yes!" Glenn nodded. "In the wizarding world, squibs are like second-class citizens. They will also be despised by pure-blood wizards, and may even be directly expelled from some families. But staying in Hogwarts, seeing so many people in him every day Using magic in front of someone is undoubtedly a very cruel thing."
Harry looked surprised and nodded.
Hagrid thoughtfully picked up his large teacup and took a sip.
Glenn gave him a subtle look and changed the subject.
"By the way, Harry. You seemed to be in a bad mood when you came here. Did you encounter any problems?"
"Because Snape deducted a lot of points from Harry in today's Potions class," Ron explained.
Harry nodded, then shook his head, looking confused.
"I don't know if it's my imagination." He said, "I feel like Professor Snape doesn't like me very much..."
There was a hint of uncertainty in his tone.
Glenn obviously knew the reason, but he couldn't say it yet because he didn't have the time.
"Don't think too much, Harry, Professor Snape has almost never liked any student except Slytherin."
Hagrid thought about it and felt relieved.
"You see, I told you, but you don't believe it." Ron spread his hands and said.
"But he seems to really hate me." Harry still didn't believe it.
"Nonsense! Why does he hate you?" Hagrid said quickly.
Glenn looked at him sideways and found that his eyes were a little evasive. He obviously knew something. Even Harry seemed to be aware of it.
This is the difference in acting skills.
Even if it were Lockhart, there wouldn't be any clues.
"correct!"
Hagrid slapped his thigh and forcibly changed the topic, which seemed particularly abrupt.
"How is your brother Charlie?" he asked Ron. "I like him very much. He is very good at dealing with magical creatures."
"He went to Romania to study fire dragons," Ron answered.
"Fire dragon..." Hagrid looked longingly and exclaimed, "What a cute creature!"
Ron was obviously interested in fire dragons because of his older brother, and it was easy for him to chat with Hagrid.
Harry lowered his head thoughtfully and happened to see a newspaper clipping on the table.
That was cut out by Hagrid for some unknown purpose - [Latest report on Gringotts break-in incident]
He looked at it for a while, raised his head and asked.
"Hagrid! The day the Gringotts break-in happened happened to be my birthday. We were probably there when it happened!"
Hagrid was obviously stunned for a moment, and his face, which was hidden by his long hair and beard, turned pale.
Glenn spoke up in time: "Can you give me another cup of tea, Hagrid?"
"Oh! Of course!" Hagrid stood up quickly and poured him a new cup of tea.
Harry handed the clippings to Ron and Glenn, thinking about something intently.
Hagrid looked increasingly panicked and wanted to get the clipping back, but didn't know how to ask.
"It's getting late, Harry. We should go back to dinner."
Glenn spoke again, coming to his rescue.
[Core character, Rubeus Hagrid, friendliness +10, exchange currency +1000. 】
"Oh...ok." Harry hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Hagrid was relieved, stood up, picked up the dinner plate, and stuffed a lot of rock biscuits into their pockets.
The three of them looked at each other without saying anything, just showing a tacit understanding.
Hagrid seemed to have misunderstood their appetite. The rock biscuits stuffed in were enough for them to eat for several days, assuming they could bite them.
What bad intentions could the lovely Hagrid have?
I just want to break two of your teeth.
The three of them walked along the path through the grass, and the journey was very difficult due to the drag of rock pie.
Harry still looked distracted.
Glenn accidentally caught a glimpse of his expression from the corner of his eye, and felt amused.
He is worthy of being the savior. He has only been in Hogwarts for a week and he is already worrying about world peace.
They turned a corner and came to the side entrance of the castle.
From the window of Hagrid's hut, this place can no longer be seen.
"Take out the rock biscuits." Glenn said with a smile, "You don't want to take them back as snacks, do you?"
The two shook their heads.
"Fade without a trace!"
[Protagonist, Harry Potter, friendliness +10, exchange currency +2000. 】
[Core character, Ron Weasley, friendliness +10, exchange currency +1000. 】
Harry nodded, but he didn't look in a good mood.
"Everything is fine, except..."
"Ouch!"
Harry was mid-sentence, but was interrupted by Ron.
He held a small piece of rock cake in one hand and covered his cheek with the other hand, crying.
There are a few shallow tooth marks that are almost invisible on the rock cake.
Hagrid was serving them tea and seemed oblivious to his condition.
Glenn suppressed a smile and lowered his head.
Ron glanced at Hagrid quietly, stuffed the half piece of rock biscuit into his pocket, and whispered something to Harry.
Harry shrank his neck slightly and pushed the plate away without leaving any trace.
"Be careful with that rock pie, Glenn." He turned around again and whispered to Glenn.
Glenn blinked and nodded at him.
"Speaking of which, you've had classes for a week. How are the professors?"
Hagrid poured the tea for them, clapped his big hands, pulled a ottoman and sat down.
"Compared to that guy Filch, the professors are better." Ron said angrily, mentioning the administrator of Hogwarts.
Hagrid frowned, showing disgust.
"Oh! That old loser!" He snorted coldly, "He's like a slug, disgusting. And that cat, her name is Mrs. Norris. I really want to introduce it to me one day. We all know each other."
Hearing Hagrid say this, both Harry and Ron felt relieved and couldn't help but smile.
"As far as I know, Mr. Filch is supposed to be a poor squib," said Glenn.
Harry looked puzzled and asked, "Squib? What is that?"
"Squibs are a special group of people who are born into a wizarding family but have no magical abilities. They are just the opposite of wizards born in Muggles, but the probability of appearing is much lower."
Ron, who came from a pure-blood family, was obviously no stranger to this term and explained it to him.
"Yes, it's not difficult to explain why he hates every student and goes against everyone." Glenn nodded.
"Why?" Ron asked doubtfully.
In Hermione's words about him, he only had "a teaspoon" of emotion, so it was naturally not easy for him to understand Filch's mood.
Glenn spread his hands, not expecting him to understand.
Instead, Harry asked tentatively: "You mean, he is jealous of us?"
"Yes!" Glenn nodded. "In the wizarding world, squibs are like second-class citizens. They will also be despised by pure-blood wizards, and may even be directly expelled from some families. But staying in Hogwarts, seeing so many people in him every day Using magic in front of someone is undoubtedly a very cruel thing."
Harry looked surprised and nodded.
Hagrid thoughtfully picked up his large teacup and took a sip.
Glenn gave him a subtle look and changed the subject.
"By the way, Harry. You seemed to be in a bad mood when you came here. Did you encounter any problems?"
"Because Snape deducted a lot of points from Harry in today's Potions class," Ron explained.
Harry nodded, then shook his head, looking confused.
"I don't know if it's my imagination." He said, "I feel like Professor Snape doesn't like me very much..."
There was a hint of uncertainty in his tone.
Glenn obviously knew the reason, but he couldn't say it yet because he didn't have the time.
"Don't think too much, Harry, Professor Snape has almost never liked any student except Slytherin."
Hagrid thought about it and felt relieved.
"You see, I told you, but you don't believe it." Ron spread his hands and said.
"But he seems to really hate me." Harry still didn't believe it.
"Nonsense! Why does he hate you?" Hagrid said quickly.
Glenn looked at him sideways and found that his eyes were a little evasive. He obviously knew something. Even Harry seemed to be aware of it.
This is the difference in acting skills.
Even if it were Lockhart, there wouldn't be any clues.
"correct!"
Hagrid slapped his thigh and forcibly changed the topic, which seemed particularly abrupt.
"How is your brother Charlie?" he asked Ron. "I like him very much. He is very good at dealing with magical creatures."
"He went to Romania to study fire dragons," Ron answered.
"Fire dragon..." Hagrid looked longingly and exclaimed, "What a cute creature!"
Ron was obviously interested in fire dragons because of his older brother, and it was easy for him to chat with Hagrid.
Harry lowered his head thoughtfully and happened to see a newspaper clipping on the table.
That was cut out by Hagrid for some unknown purpose - [Latest report on Gringotts break-in incident]
He looked at it for a while, raised his head and asked.
"Hagrid! The day the Gringotts break-in happened happened to be my birthday. We were probably there when it happened!"
Hagrid was obviously stunned for a moment, and his face, which was hidden by his long hair and beard, turned pale.
Glenn spoke up in time: "Can you give me another cup of tea, Hagrid?"
"Oh! Of course!" Hagrid stood up quickly and poured him a new cup of tea.
Harry handed the clippings to Ron and Glenn, thinking about something intently.
Hagrid looked increasingly panicked and wanted to get the clipping back, but didn't know how to ask.
"It's getting late, Harry. We should go back to dinner."
Glenn spoke again, coming to his rescue.
[Core character, Rubeus Hagrid, friendliness +10, exchange currency +1000. 】
"Oh...ok." Harry hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Hagrid was relieved, stood up, picked up the dinner plate, and stuffed a lot of rock biscuits into their pockets.
The three of them looked at each other without saying anything, just showing a tacit understanding.
Hagrid seemed to have misunderstood their appetite. The rock biscuits stuffed in were enough for them to eat for several days, assuming they could bite them.
What bad intentions could the lovely Hagrid have?
I just want to break two of your teeth.
The three of them walked along the path through the grass, and the journey was very difficult due to the drag of rock pie.
Harry still looked distracted.
Glenn accidentally caught a glimpse of his expression from the corner of his eye, and felt amused.
He is worthy of being the savior. He has only been in Hogwarts for a week and he is already worrying about world peace.
They turned a corner and came to the side entrance of the castle.
From the window of Hagrid's hut, this place can no longer be seen.
"Take out the rock biscuits." Glenn said with a smile, "You don't want to take them back as snacks, do you?"
The two shook their heads.
"Fade without a trace!"
[Protagonist, Harry Potter, friendliness +10, exchange currency +2000. 】
[Core character, Ron Weasley, friendliness +10, exchange currency +1000. 】
