A Hogwarts dissertation guide

Hagrid held back his sobs, and many more tears rolled down his cheeks, seeping into his unkempt beard - as soon as he relaxed, his beard would grow unkempt again.

Dumbledore stood up and said, "I do not accept your resignation, Hagrid. I hope you will come back to class next Monday." He said, "You come to the Great Hall to have breakfast with me at 08:30. No excuses are allowed." Good afternoon to all of you. By the way, Miss Parkinson is a very beautiful and intelligent girl."

The last sentence was obviously meant for Harry, and upon hearing this, both Harry and Pansy blushed, and Pansy even ducked to the side in embarrassment, keeping a certain distance away from Harry.

Dumbledore walked towards the door, stopping only to bend down and scratch Fang's ears, and then left the hut.When the door closed behind him, Hagrid buried his face in his hands as big as a dustbin lid and cried sadly.

Hermione kept patting his arm. Finally, Hagrid finally raised his head, his eyes were red, and he said: "What an amazing person, Dumbledore... an amazing person..."

"Yeah, he's amazing," said Ron. "Can I have a piece of cake, Hagrid?"

"Go ahead and eat it," Hagrid said, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand. "Well, of course, he's right - you're all right... I'm so stupid... If I do this, my dad will definitely You will blush for me..." Tears flowed out again. He wiped them away hard and said, "I haven't shown you my dad's photo, have I? Here..."

In the following time, Hagrid spent half the afternoon showing them the past that he had almost never told others. Pansy and Hermione kept communicating with their eyes. They obviously had the same idea - Hagrid Really not a competent teacher.

But now that the atmosphere has reached this point, what else can they say?

I can only keep saying it.

"You know, Harry?" Hagrid said, finally putting down the picture of his father in his hands, his eyes very bright, "When I first met you, you reminded me of myself. Both your parents Death - at least that was how it was then - is different now, worried that you won't be able to adapt at Hogwarts, remember? You didn't believe you were really capable... But look at you now, Harry! The school's Warrior!" His eyes were shining, "And of course you, Hermione."

He looked at Harry and Hermione for a moment, and then said very seriously, "You must know what I hope, don't you, Harry, Hermione? I hope you win, I really hope, that it will make them all see ...Not only wizards with pure blood can do it. There is no need to be ashamed of one's origin. This will make them all see that Dumbledore's point of view is correct. As long as a person has magical talents, he should be allowed to He entered the school."

Hermione nodded. Although she didn't want to admit it, she had to say that Dumbledore's views had indeed won a lot of rights for Muggle-born wizards like her.

"How are you preparing for your second project?" Hagrid asked.

"Very good," Harry said hastily, "really good."

A wet and brilliant smile broke out on Hagrid's sad face, "What a good boy of mine... Show them, Harry, Hermione, you must show them and defeat them all!"

Harry was obviously lying, but lying to Hagrid felt different from lying to someone else.As Harry returned to the castle that night, the image of Hagrid's joyful expression on his unshaven face when he imagined Harry winning the Tournament was lingering in his mind.

That night, the elusive golden egg weighed more heavily on Harry's mind than ever before.As he went to bed, Harry decided to give some serious thought to passing the second project.

Harry didn't know how he could breathe under the black lake for an hour. After all, he was not a mermaid, so how could he hold his breath under the cold water for an hour?

He is not very good at swimming and rarely trains.Dudley had had swimming lessons as a child, but Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon, no doubt hoping that Harry would drown one day, never let him learn how to swim.

It's okay to swim back and forth for one or two times in the swimming pool, but the lake is very wide and very deep... Mermaids must live in the deepest part of the water...

"How should I breathe?" Harry kept thinking about this question.

Harry didn't think of a good solution until he woke up the next day.

But obviously other warriors have already started practicing. They saw Krum practicing diving before. Obviously he already knew the content of the second event. Fleur must have started practicing too.

In Charms class, Harry, Ron and Hermione sat alone at a table at the back of the classroom. The spell they were going to practice today was exactly the opposite of the Flying Charm - the Banishing Charm.Because things flying around the classroom could easily cause accidents, Professor Flitwick gave each student a pile of soft pads for practice so that if they went astray, they wouldn't get hurt.

The idea was good, but the execution was obviously not smooth.Neville was always inaccurate when he chanted spells, and he always accidentally sent some heavy objects flying all over the room - such as Professor Flitwick.

"Mr. Longbottom, can you please put me down?" Professor Flitwick was flying back and forth over the classroom, and his head had hit the chandelier at least a dozen times.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I'm sorry - but I don't know how to stop -"

Neville looked panicked, but he really couldn't do it. He didn't know how to stop the spell. Professor Flitwick was completely helpless.

Hermione cast a banishing spell on the cushion, and the cushion flew over the classroom. It gently touched Professor Flitwick's body, which made Professor Flitwick's expression a little annoyed, although it finally landed on into the box that should be aimed at.

Ron also waved his wand, but his banishing spell was obviously not as good as Hermione's. The cushion flew into the air and knocked off Parvati's hat. She turned her head and glared at Ron in annoyance, but found that Ron didn't even He ignored her, which made her even angrier.

Harry waved his wand carelessly. His cushion moved softly on the floor a few times, and then slid down against the table in an awkward manner.

"In fact, I have basically mastered the method to pass the second competition event." Hermione said confidently, "But I am still a little worried. After all, how should we recite the spell underwater? You must know that we Since we can’t talk in the water, can we only use brute force?”

Ron said whimsically, "Maybe you can use the Flying Charm to summon a sword?"