A little badger from Hogwarts

"who are you?"

Hagrid put Hart behind him and looked warily at the man rushing out of the house.

Although Hagrid is a bit stubborn and doesn't look very smart, he did inherit the advantages of giants and has a certain sense of danger.

The moment he saw the black-robed wizard, Hagrid regained that familiar sense of danger - the feeling of facing Death Eaters.

"How dare you Death Eaters show up in Britain."

"Death Eaters?" Now it was Hart's turn to be confused. Why would Death Eaters appear in ordinary people's homes? Isn't this script wrong?

Regardless of whether the script was correct or not, the Death Eaters showed up anyway, and he looked at himself and Hagrid with fierce looks on their faces.

So now I can only bite the bullet and go ahead.

"Hagrid, we need to capture him and ask him what his purpose is here?"

"Ha! It's just you two." The Death Eater laughed: "A mongrel giant half-blood without a wand, and a dirty mudblood born from Muggles, only qualified to lick my boots."

Hart looked at the Death Eater who was spouting trash talk and had no reaction. He just felt that he was mentally retarded.

This guy was caught doing bad things. He didn't run away or kill someone to silence him. Then he started cursing people and feeling moved by himself. Did he really think he was some kind of big boss?

Out of some mischievous spirit, Hart shouted: "The one opposite, we have informed the school that Professor Dumbledore will be here soon."

It cannot be said that magic has no basic laws, but this basic law is vague and unclear in the wizards' understanding.

Therefore, after Hart pulled out Dumbledore's tiger skin, the Death Eater opposite him was like a rooster with his neck strangled, unable to speak a word.

After all, that was Dumbledore, and God knows what the most powerful wizard of the 20th century was capable of.

The Death Eater subconsciously took a few steps back, his eyes rolling around as if Dumbledore would really jump out of nowhere.

Hagrid was confused and asked in a low voice: "Hart, did you really notify Professor Dumbledore?"

At this moment, Hart was speechless. He was obviously talking nonsense!

But he couldn't say it clearly, so he glanced at Hagrid and immediately waved his wand, lighting it on the gravel at his feet.

The magic spread, and the hard gravel road instantly turned into a puddle of mud. The Death Eater's feet were unsteady, and his entire lower body sank directly into it.

Then, Hart took the wand away from the ground, and the gravel road returned to its original hardness.

Hagrid also waved his little pink umbrella tacitly.

"Passed out!"

A fist-sized red light flew out from the top of the umbrella and hit the Death Eater, knocking him unconscious.

"Nice transformation!"

Hagrid took out the rope from his coat and tied all the Death Eaters into rice dumplings. At the same time, he did not forget to praise Hart's ability.

Hart said modestly: "Compared with Professor McGonagall, I'm far behind!"

Hagrid smiled and said, "Don't push yourself too hard. Professor McGonagall is a world-class transfiguration master. It's not easy to catch up with her."

Hart nodded and said nothing. If there wasn't the threat of being noseless, he would be happy and relaxed, but after he stood up to Snape, he had already become famous among pure-blood wizards and was destined to be hated by Death Eaters.

Due to the natural conflict of positions, Hart has no choice. Now he can only work hard to learn magic and improve his strength to avoid losing his life in future wars.

"Hagrid, you send the whole thing back to Hogwarts. I'll take care of that family."

"Can you do it alone?"

"Just wait until you return to school and ask the professors for help. Nothing can happen in such a short time."

Hart did not try to be brave and boasted that he could solve everything.

God knows what that Death Eater did to Justin's family.

"I'll be back soon." Hagrid carried the tied Death Eaters and walked towards his motorcycle.

Meanwhile, Hagrid kept the guy's wand for safety.

Then Hart entered the house and as he passed along the corridor he uttered the incantation.

"Recover as before!"

As the wand was waved, the wall that had been torn into pieces by the shattering spell fell back to its original appearance as if the reverse button had been pressed.

Hart looked at the intact wall and tapped twice with his wand with satisfaction, making a beeping sound.

"Who are you and why are you in my house?"

Hart turned around, looked at the frightened Justin, put away his wand, raised his empty hands, and said gently: "Don't be afraid, I mean no harm. Do you remember what happened before the coma?"

Maybe it was what happened before that made the child's mind a little unclear, and his attention shifted with Hart's words.

He covered his head and said with some pain: "I remember that man knocked on my door and said that he was a professor at a school called Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and wanted me to take him somewhere."

When Hart heard this, his pupils shrank sharply, and his heart stirred up infinite waves, but he did not interrupt Justin's memory to avoid deviations in his memory.

"My father and mother felt something was wrong and asked him to leave. But the man became angry and swung a small stick twice, and I passed out..."

Justin grew more and more frightened as he spoke, and finally began to cry.

Hart put his hand on his shoulder and encouraged him: "The man has been taken away. Now I will wake up your parents. But you have to get me two glasses of water."

Justin nodded blankly and ran to the kitchen.

Hart rolled up his sleeves and examined the parents lying on the sofa. After exhausting the medical knowledge taught by his dean, he finally determined that they were just unconscious.

Hart was greatly shocked. He was not saying that it was not good for the parents to be alive, but that the Death Eaters had always been merciless to ordinary people, and even killing people directly was considered merciless.

"I'm really going crazy!"

Hart couldn't help but grumbled, took out the calming potion he had brewed, diluted it with water, and fed it into the mouths of the couple.

Although Snape was a bit of a bastard, his potion skills were more than what he boasted about.

After drinking the potion, the couple quickly regained their composure, their eyelids moved twice, and they seemed to be about to wake up.

"Hart, everything is okay!"

A third voice suddenly sounded in the room. The nervous Justin grabbed something randomly from beside him and pointed it at the old woman who looked very troublesome.

"Calm down, Justin, Professor McGonagall is here to help us."

Hart pressed Justin's hand and led him aside.

Professor McGonagall walked to the sofa, and two seconds later, he took out his wand and spoke a counter-spell at Justin's parents.

"They were hit by a forgetting curse. Fortunately, it didn't take long and they can recover in a while."

"Are you all wizards, the same as the man who broke into my house?" Justin suddenly became excited.

Hart explained gently: "Yes, we are indeed wizards, but we are different from that Death Eater. We are here to help you."

"Think about it carefully, have you done anything bad to you since we met?"

Justin shook his head.

Hart handed the remaining sedative potion to the child: "Drink it, you will feel better."

After Justin drank it, he suddenly relaxed and fell asleep. And his parents also woke up under the care of Professor McGonagall.

After realizing what had happened, the Fenrichs kept saying thank you and then took their son upstairs.

The matter finally came to an end, and Hart was relieved.