game producer at hogwarts

'Professor Snape looks even weirder than the one he remembered. It's impossible to guess what he is thinking.I thought he was very angry, but unexpectedly he gave me valuable suggestions. '

Looking at Snape's leaving figure, Rick sighed inwardly.

At this moment, Snape suddenly stopped and turned around to look at Rick with complicated eyes.Then he left an inexplicable blessing to Rick.

"Professor Graves, I hope you will still like Hogwarts and be a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor here in one year."

"Thank you, Professor Snape. I believe that in one year, I will become a mature Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

Hearing Rick's response, Snape looked blank, snorted softly, and turned away.

Watching Snape walk out of the cafeteria and disappear at the end of the corridor, Rick resumed his dinner time.

Rick also understood the meaning of Snape's last words.The senior Potions professor at Hogwarts regarded himself as the previous Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, that is, the kind who resigned after one year.

Although Rick did only agree with Dumbledore to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for only one year, Rick did not want to admit that he left because of the illusory curse.

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After the meal, Rick walked out of Hogwarts Castle and walked lazily on the lush lawn, admiring the beautiful sunset.

Before long, he came to a huge house with a thatched roof and stone walls.Feeling a little happy, he decided to pay a visit to the owner of the house.

There is a vegetable patch behind the house, which has been planted with various vegetables. There is a pumpkin baby as big as a golden snitch that has been born under the lush pumpkin leaves.

"It seems a little small, but everything is still magical." Rick, who was walking along the gravel road, guessed that this should be a pumpkin used on Halloween.

Knock knock knock!

"Is Mr. Rubeus Hagrid home?"

He arrived at Hagrid's residence, knocked hard on the wooden door, and waited for the owner of the house.

As a series of banging sounds came to mind in the house, Rick felt that he had come at the wrong time.

"Who are you? Ah! Professor Graves, come in! Come in! I'm so sorry, I haven't seen you since the opening party. I accidentally forgot about you."

At this time, a figure twice as tall as Rick opened the wooden door from inside the house.Looking at the "short" strange wizard standing outside his home, Hagrid couldn't remember who he was for a moment.But he soon realized that this was Rick Graves, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.He quickly moved his bloated body and opened his arms to invite Rick into his burrow.

"Thanks, Rube. Oh, I can just call you Rube, okay? You can also just call me Rick. Oh, by the way. That rich beard of yours is so beautiful!"

"Haha, Professor Graves can call me Rubeus or Hagrid if you want."

Rick came to the living room under Hagrid's guidance. Rick looked around and found that the place was quite clean...a little bit less tidy...just barely, but still very cozy.

At least I haven't seen any dangerous creatures so far...

"Here, Professor Graves, this is the butterbeer I just bought from the Hog's Head pub in Hogsmeade yesterday. Special edition!"

Hagrid handed a small wooden cup to Rick, who was sitting on the sofa. Even though this wooden cup was the smallest one in Hagrid's place, it was already big enough in Rick's eyes.

"Thank you, Rube. I brought a few bottles of good wine from my hometown before coming here. I will bring it to you next time."

Hagrid actually served his guests with beer, and Rick couldn't help but suspect that there was more wine than water in Hagrid's house.

"That's not good. Principal Dumbledore won't let me..."

"They are all spirits, no worse than whiskey."

"Thank you so much, brother Rick!"

The two wooden cups touched lightly and began to taste the butterbeer in the cup.

"Hiccup~ Not bad! It's dense and yet refreshing and comfortable. It's a good wine!"

"Haha, the butterbeer in the Pig's Head Bar is the best butterbeer here."

Seeing that the new young professor was also a drinking buddy, Hagrid laughed happily, causing his body to sway.This was painful for the old sofa under him. In an effort to support Hagrid's anger, it creaked and groaned like it was gritting its teeth.

"Rupert, when I first came in, I found a few Bowtruckles in the trees near your house. It seems that you like magical animals. I have a close friend in the United States. She is just like you. She likes... ....”

......

After a few glasses of beer, the two of them had already talked about the postpartum care of the Horned Camel to the secrets Dumbledore had to tell about the Pig's Head Bar.Seeing that dusk was getting darker outside the house, Rick began to ask Hagrid for help.

"Rubber, as the gamekeeper of Hogwarts, do you know where there are unused fields around Hogwarts? No smaller than the Quidditch pitch."

"Brother Rick, you saw the Black Lake when you came here just now. There is a wasteland to the east of the Black Lake and south of the school garden. That place is so big that there are two Quidditch pitches."

Facing Rick's question, Rubeus, who was already slightly drunk, answered generously, not at all curious about what Rick wanted to do with this place.

"That's great, but I remember you just said that the east of the Black Lake is the Forbidden Forest. So... is this wasteland dangerous? I want to build a duel field there. If there are dark creatures from the Forbidden Forest coming out If it does, it will make me very distressed.”

When he heard that there was an open space, Rick's eyes lit up, so he hurriedly asked about the specific conditions there.

"Hiccup~ It is indeed adjacent to the Forbidden Forest, but the creatures in the Forbidden Forest cannot escape. Except for some goblins, there are no other animals there.

Hiccup~ That piece of wasteland seemed to have been specially set aside for some kind of competition a long time ago.But why the competition was not held later, I don’t know.But Brother Rick, if you use that wasteland to build a duel arena, you need Principal Dumbledore's permission. "

Hagrid took a swig of butterbeer. After explaining the details of the wasteland, he did not forget to remind Rick that he needed to seek the advice of Principal Dumbledore.

"Haha, of course! Rube."

"If you want to get rid of those goblins, you can come to me. Yaya likes to help me clean up the goblins in the vegetable garden. It is a good expert at catching goblins."

Hagrid pointed at a black-furred Neapolitan mastiff that was sleeping next to the fireplace, and said proudly.

"That's great! Rubeus, you are the best friend I have met since I came to Hogwarts."

Although Rick already has the right people in his heart, he doesn't want to reject Hagrid's enthusiasm.

The two clinked glasses again and drank all the beer in the glasses.

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