A Hogwarts dissertation guide

Dumbledore then introduced to the students their new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year, Professor Remus Lupin. He was wearing an extremely shabby wizard robe, patched in many places, and looked sick. Going up was exhausting.

He still looks young, but his light brown hair is already streaked with white.

"It seems...a werewolf?" Edward stared at Professor Lupin and thought for a moment. He could smell the wolf smell on him.

In fact, it was not just Edward who was observing the new Professor Lupine, almost everyone's attention was focused on Lupine.Especially Snape, his expression surprised everyone who noticed it. That expression was more than anger, it was hatred.

"It looks like we are old acquaintances." Edward thought, but he didn't take it to heart. After all, what did it have to do with him?

As for werewolves, school is becoming more and more interesting.

"As for the second professor we have appointed," Dumbledore continued after the less than enthusiastic applause for Lupine died down, "well, I regret to tell you that our Care of Magical Creatures teacher, Kettle Burgh Professor Ern retired at the end of last year to spend more time with his remaining rascals. However, I'm pleased to say that it was none other than Rubeus Hagrid who came to fill his vacancy, and Hagrid has Agree to serve as a teacher in addition to being a gamekeeper."

Edward clapped in surprise, not expecting that Hagrid would get a new job after regaining the right to use the wand.

Yes, the Ministry of Magic had successfully proven Hagrid's innocence during the summer vacation and allowed him to go to Ollivander's Wand Shop in Diagon Alley to pick out a new wand.

Hagrid's face was red, and he stood up to receive the applause of the crowd. His smile was hidden in his messy black beard.

"Thank you, thank you." Hagrid sat down, but the applause continued, and the applause on the Gryffindor table was particularly warm, especially Hermione and her two friends, who were the last to stop clapping.

This undoubtedly moved Hagrid very much. When Edward's eyes moved from Hermione back to Hagrid, he was pulling the tablecloth to wipe his tears.

"Well, I think the important things are said and done," said Dumbledore, "let's begin our meal."

Food and drink suddenly appeared on golden plates and goblets, and the auditorium was soon filled with laughter and the clink of knives and forks.

As Edward sipped his hot cocoa, he decided to give Hagrid a year-long makeover to celebrate his success as a professor.

After all, they are all professors, so they can't still look disheveled.

The next morning, Edward hurried to the cabin on the grounds. He knew that no student would have a Care of Magical Creatures lesson as their first lesson on the first day.

Indeed, when Edward arrived at the vegetable garden, Hagrid was sitting in the yard looking down at something.

"Good morning, Rubeus!" Edward waved, walked through the garden gate, and patted Hagrid's belly.

"Morning, Professor Lumpo." Hagrid laughed naively, "I'm preparing this," he said, waving the "Monster Book of Monsters" in his hand, "I'm preparing a lesson, you know, it's my first time to do this. This kind of work...I hope students will become more interested in the course.”

"Why don't you have more faith in yourself?" Edward said. "Of course, you don't expect to let this book get close to me. I don't want it to wrinkle my robes."

"Of course not." Hagrid touched the spine of the book, and the arrogant book immediately became quiet. "You see, they are actually very obedient."

"Oh, really." Edward wrinkled his nose and said, "I think you have a more important thing to do before you prepare for class."

"More important things?" Hagrid repeated, not understanding what Edward meant.

"Yes, it's more important." Edward continued, "Have you paid attention to other professors? Didn't you notice the difference between you?"

Hagrid's face suddenly sank, his face turned red with embarrassment, and he whispered: "Well, of course."

Edward stared at Hagrid, waiting for Hagrid to say it himself.

"They... they are always dressed neatly. Even Professor Snape will put on a clean black robe." Hagrid hesitated, "I also want to be like them, but …But…Madame Magic Gold’s Robe Shop doesn’t have my size.”

"Why not consider Fengya Wizard Clothing Store, I think they would be willing to tailor a costume for you," Edward said, "at least worthy of a Hogwarts professor's costume."

Hagrid's face turned even redder. He lowered his head and tangled his two huge fingers together, "I...I can't afford it..."

"This is nothing to be ashamed of, Hagrid." Edward patted Hagrid's back so hard that he almost fell into the vegetable patch.

"You can't teach the students in that moleskin coat of yours, can you? I know that's your best outfit."

Hagrid's hand tightened, but he remained silent and did not answer Edward's words.

Of course he knew that he needed a suit of clothes that fit him well and that he needed to have a good attitude, at least for the students and Dumbledore to see.

But he didn't have that many gold galleons at all. Just a set of customized daily cloaks at the Fengya Wizard Clothing Store required at least 30 gold galleons, but his monthly income as a gamekeeper was only a dozen gold galleons. Galleons, and he had to spend a considerable part of it to satisfy his personal hobby - breeding those 'cute' magical animals.

"Don't worry, Rubeus. Remember what I said, we are friends." Edward tapped his fingers gently, transformed into a chair, and he sat next to Hagrid.

"Those things you are worried about are not a problem for me at all."

Hagrid's eyes brightened obviously after hearing Edward's words, but then dimmed again, "But I can't ask for your money, Mr. Lumple, I might not be able to pay it back..."

"We are friends, right, Rubeus." Edward said softly, "You are the first person I met at Hogwarts, so think of it as a little gift from me."

"I can't...I can't do this..."

Hagrid waved his hands quickly, he didn't want to take advantage of Edward.But he seemed to suddenly remember something, and the skin exposed through the black beard turned even redder - in the past two years, Edward had given him many gifts, whether it was Thanksgiving, Christmas or Halloween.

In fact, not only Hagrid, but also Professor Filius Flitwick would receive gifts from Edward on every holiday.