Azkaban: The Fifth House of Hogwarts

The whole day of Wednesday is devoted to herbal medicine class. However, in the first week of school, there is no practice in herbal medicine class. The dangers of magic plants are not low. Even the magic plants suitable for the care of first-year students need to be known. Their most basic likes and dislikes.

When people don't understand magical plants, it's difficult to realize what kind of terrifying energy a seemingly weak and fragile grass will burst out after being angered.

The biggest dangers that explorers who venture deep into the magical jungle encounter on the road are not necessarily the elusive magical creatures, but the inconspicuous magical plants that they unintentionally offend.

Fire dragons will also be strangled by vines, and terrifying giants will become fertile ground for the growth of their offspring under the eruption of mushroom spores. The incurable poison is not even the most terrifying thing. When the disturbed land is opened, in Mandela When the piercing cry of a baby resounds in the grass, death looms over the range of the cry.

Professor Sprout, who teaches herbology, uses countless examples to help young wizards erect a safe cordon before coming into contact with mysterious and wonderful magical plants.

Similarly, she also used stories to build a strange and magnificent new world for the little wizards that was different from magic spells.

I don’t know how many little wizards were dazzled by this. Of course, there were also many little wizards who hugged themselves in fear, praying that they would not become the protagonists in the story.

"I really don't know if what Professor Sprout said is true or not. If that's true, I have to write to my dad and ask him to get those potted plants out of the house."

After the Herbology get out of class, Draco and Rollo were chatting while stuffing their textbooks into their schoolbags. He was quite envious of Rollo's small bag that could carry everything without getting messy. When it came to his birthday, he would have to talk to his boss no matter what. Dad, give me a heads up.

"I believe what the professor said is true. It's just that we won't encounter them under normal circumstances. The supervision of high-risk magical plants is very strict and they are not easily circulated."

"That's true, but..." At this point, Draco smiled coquettishly. He didn't understand what was going on in his family?The Malfoy family, at best, has a wide network of friends and has many friends. At worst, it means that everyone from the top to the bottom is involved in everything.

"I'll write a letter later. The more I think about it, the more I won't let it go..."

"Draco~"

Just as the two were about to leave the classroom together, a long, drawn-out, coquettish cry clung to Draco's side.

Pansy, who still had fluffy curly hair, pulled Draco's sleeve, as if she wanted to tell Draco something.

"what's up?"

Draco frowned slightly and glanced at Pansy Parkinson. Ever since Crabbe and Goyle exposed their unscrupulous eating habits at breakfast that day, Draco had been between the so-called follower and Rollo, his friend. chose the latter.

Pansy and Crabgoyle were similar. They were both people arranged by Lucius Malfoy to "accompany him in studying and playing with him." The three families all relied on the care of the Malfoy family.

Now that he has chosen to give up Crabbe and Goyle as his followers, and not let these two trolls lower his style, lest he be regarded by Rollo as a person without family education, then Pansy, who came with them, , naturally included by Draco.

"I just think..." Pansy lowered her head shyly, looking at her fingers holding Draco's sleeves and hesitantly speaking: "You seem to be very busy these days, and we haven't had a good talk. What’s next?”

"The weather is so nice this afternoon..."

Pansy looked at Draco with a hopeful look on her face, staring into his eyes.

"Shall we go for a walk?"

Although Pansy's hairstyle detracts a lot from her image, the fluffy curly hair makes her look a bit like a poodle at a certain angle, but it's not ugly at all, it can only be said to be a middle-aged look. That’s all.

Draco has always been a soft-spoken character, and he can also listen to words of persuasion. If it had been put before, Draco would not have refused if this meant something coquettish.

With family connections and soft requests, even if she looks average, Pansy can hit Draco's soft spots very well. At least it is not impossible to develop an ambiguous relationship.

It's just that now Draco's thoughts are all about how to deal with the relationship with Harry, and after meeting Hagrid for the first time in the morning, he really became a little interested in Hagrid, who looks like a big guy. .

Draco, who still had something to do at the moment, shook his sleeves and said with an unchanged expression, "Sorry, I still have something to do."

"But...I..."

Pansy, who was a little dumbfounded, froze on the spot. Although she met Draco because of family arrangements, she was willing to like this kind of thing. Although the contact time was not long, she thought that Draco was on the train. Getting along has been stated enough.

Crabbe and Goyle were just two pieces of wood. At that time, she was alone with Draco in the carriage.

Unexpectedly, after just one night, Draco hadn't spoken to her much since Monday's breakfast. Obviously everything was wonderful before, and Draco didn't even resist being held.

"Did I do something wrong?"

A slightly excited Pansy held on to Draco's hand, a hint of aggrieved resentment flashed in her eyes, as if she had been abandoned.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

Draco raised his eyebrows with a hint of impatience in his tone.

"If nothing happens, I won't accompany you."

Throwing his schoolbag on his back, Draco walked straight forward, leaving Pansy in a daze.

After a long time, when everyone in the classroom was empty, Pansy slowly started to move. She still stared in the direction Draco left, murmuring: "So handsome... De Laco…”

But the next second, after realizing that Draco had gone far, Pansy reached forward to fish out in vain, trying to retain a non-existent figure.

"Then why is that?"

Pansy, who still didn't understand why Draco left just like that, lowered her head in frustration and slowly moved out of the Herbal Medicine class.

"Why it is like this?"

Pansy left with full of doubts, and Draco, whom he was thinking about deeply, had now arrived at the door of Hagrid's hut.

"Hagrid! Here we come!"

Before I even got close to the house, a strong aroma hit my face.

When leaving in the morning, Hagrid said that when they came in the afternoon, he would prepare a little surprise for them. It seemed that this surprise was a big meal?

As the wooden door creaked, Hagrid's huge figure loomed behind the door in the white-filled hut.

"You're just in time! Come in and try this, it's a good thing that's hard to find outside!"

With just a few waves of his palm the size of a trash can lid, Hagrid dispersed the moisture in the room, and the aroma of the stew suddenly exploded like a bomb, making people swallow their saliva.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Yaya, who was wagging his tail, rushed to Luo Luo's side in a few seconds, and the non-stop flow of laughter vividly told them how great the temptation was in the house.

Without any hesitation, Rollo and Draco quickly entered Hagrid's hut. On the burning fire was a copper pot the size of a bathtub, with fist-sized pieces of meat and many unknown herbs in the pot. It rolls back and forth, which is the source of the strong aroma.

"I gave some meat to the centaurs, and they gave me a big bag of herbs, saying they would make the meat more delicious. What these guys said is really good. If you come later, I'll probably control it. Can’t hold the spoon anymore.”

Hagrid quickly took out several small basin-sized bowls from the cupboard, and then scooped in a large portion with a large spoon. Several freshly baked rock crust cakes were also eaten by him. He took it out casually and smashed it, making the table clang and scream. He didn't know if he was crying out for pain.

"It tastes better if you soak it in the soup. Didn't it taste bad to you before? It's much better if you soak it in the soup."

Rollo and Draco looked at each other. Although they both had a strong psychological shadow on rock biscuits, this way of eating them was worth a try.

"Then I'm welcome!"

Rollo chuckled and took out his wand, then tapped it on the rock cake.

"Fractured."

The stone-hard Hagrid-style scones were broken into a pile of broken pieces, and the rich aroma of wheat could be faintly smelled.

"When did you learn it?"

Draco glanced at Rollo in surprise. They hadn't started the Charms class yet.

"I previewed them before class. These little magic tricks in life are quite simple."

It is really not difficult to get started with basic magic spells. As long as the pronunciation is correct and the wand swing posture is correct, it is basically impossible to learn ordinary small magic spells.

"Using magic is much better than swinging a hammer, right?" Rollo raised an eyebrow at Draco, then eagerly picked up the wooden bowl, "I'll take a sip of soup first."

The hot broth bursts out with an amazing mellow meaty aroma the moment it enters the mouth. The herbs perfectly remove the fishy and sour smell of the meat itself, leaving the strong flavor of the meat without any reservation. Presented, the fragrant and sweet taste of the herbs remains in the mouth when people swallow the soup, dispelling the last greasy feeling.

Rollo didn't know how much research the centaurs had on herbs, but their research on stew ingredients was definitely the best that Rollo had ever seen in his lifetime.

Draco and Hagrid, who also tasted the broth, were stunned when they finished the first sip like Rollo, but soon, the three of them came back to their senses and immersed themselves in the meal. , Yaya, who had not eaten half of his mouthful of meat, was circling anxiously beside the table, his tail almost breaking.

After a long time, Rollo and Draco, whose bellies were full and round, let out a long burp. Two bowls of soup and a rock cake were the result of their efforts. They could no longer fit in any other mouthful of food.

"Wang! Wang Wang!"

Yaya, who was almost in tears, bit Luo Luo's trouser leg and pulled him after seeing him finish the battle, trying hard to point him in a certain direction.

Although Rollo and Draco are not very good at fighting, Hagrid is really good at eating. In just a short time, he almost completely drank up the pot of broth by himself.

"I left it for you, you little greedy dog."

Hagrid, who was laughing at the side, took out a handkerchief as big as a tablecloth and wiped his mouth, then scooped up the last few spoonfuls of the pot's contents and poured them into Yaya's rice bowl.

"I said the surprise was good, right?"

Hagrid, who was satisfied with his meal, opened an oak barrel, drank most of it like a wine glass, and exhaled a sigh of relief.

"Dragon blood whiskey paired with the meat of the Tyrannosaurus is indeed the best!"

"It took me a lot of effort to get this guy out of the cave. If I hadn't gone to search the forest this time, I wouldn't have found this guy's existence before."

"Terran Tyrannosaurus? What is that?"

Draco, who had little knowledge of magical creatures, asked curiously. This was the first time he heard this name.

"It's a subsaurus from the Americas. It's not found in England or Europe. It was probably brought here by some poacher, but it escaped."

Hagrid spoke while picking his teeth, "This guy is a good digger. The cave he lives in was dug by himself. He also uses the cave as a trap for hunting. No wonder I just discovered it now."

"But the taste isn't bad, right! It was probably the first time that guy saw me, and he resisted a bit fiercely. I probably used too much force when I picked him up, and accidentally broke his tail, so I might as well just put it away I brought back half of my tail.”

"Professor Kettleburn said that this guy's self-healing ability is quite good. It is estimated that it will grow well in half a year and a year. Dragons and even sub-dragons have strong vitality and resilience."

"It's a pity that this meat can only be eaten once. I can't bear to do anything to good children who are already obedient. It's great if you can correct your mistakes, right? I think it's more appropriate to give them this opportunity."

Although Hagrid likes magical creatures, he does not resist turning them into delicious meals. The law of survival in nature is that the weak eat the strong. It is this tough approach with a little kindness that allows Hagrid to secure his position in the Forbidden Forest. The boss's throne.

"Hagrid, did you just say that you picked up that mountain tyrannosaurus?"

Draco, who had only met Hagrid for the second time, had never seen Hagrid take action with his own eyes. Although Rollo told him about Hagrid's fighting power, seeing is always the most convincing.

"How big is that guy? Is it similar to a fire dragon?"

"The size is similar, but it can't breathe fire. This one is almost fifty feet long. You see, the one in the corner is leaning on his tail bone. I also divided the centaur half, otherwise it would be longer."

Looking in the direction Hagrid pointed, there were several large pieces of milky-white bones that had been shaved to the bone next to the fire corner. Although the bones were incomplete, one could still roughly imagine the original length of the tail. .

Draco, who was amazed at this, was really convinced at this moment that Hagrid had the dominant force to face those behemoths. Although he didn't know what the mountain tyrannosaurus was, the beasts related to dragons always had more power. A tremendous strength.

"Can you tell me how you found it, Hagrid?"

Draco's eyes began to shine. Although he initially chose to befriend Hagrid with the idea of ​​getting close to Harry, at this moment, with a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes, he sincerely wanted to have a good relationship with him. Meet the Hogwarts gamekeeper.

The identity of the hybrid giant was no longer a symbol of Draco's prejudice against him in his heart. The prejudice that was shattered by Hagrid's punch was gone at this moment.

"How did you find it?"

"Ha ha ha ha...."

Hagrid scratched his hair and let out a slightly embarrassed laugh.

"Didn't I tell you that this guy is good at digging holes and uses the cave where he lives as a trap..."

"I just wasn't paying attention when I stepped on it, and then it fell into the pit...so I dragged it out of the cave and beat it up."

"Can you tell me more about it? I want to know how you beat that big guy."

Draco, who was becoming more and more excited, almost turned into Hagrid's little fanboy. When stared at by these eyes full of curiosity and admiration, Hagrid started his ordinary but magnificent narrative with a little embarrassment. .

"After I stepped on the air, I looked down and saw a pair of eyes twice larger than the Quaffle, shining green in the darkness. The guy opened his mouth and bit me, so I stepped on it. It hit its chin, supported its upper chin, and then it was a right hook, a right hook, a right hook..."

The exclamations and cheers that kept ringing out in the hut gradually became lower as the sun set.

Hagrid, who was somewhat thirsty, waved goodbye to the two figures walking towards the castle. After returning to the hut, he opened a huge oak barrel. The warm wine soothed his dry mouthpiece, but left a trace of it. There was a sense of satisfaction and happiness that had not dissipated for a long time.

Since he was expelled 50 years ago, he has not experienced such a happy conversation for a long time. Even if the audience is only two children, what does it matter?

"Today is probably my happiest day at Hogwarts."

Hagrid muttered to himself and fell into a nap, and on the path leading to the castle, Draco couldn't help but utter this sigh.

"Maybe I was really wrong before."

With a flush of excitement on his face, Draco clenched his fists and said to himself and to Rollo.

"I never thought there could be such cool people in Hogwarts! Wizards and Haguby are simply awesome!"

"At that time, I really wanted to break this wand and walk sideways in the Forbidden Forest like him, but it was a pity..."

Draco sighed and pinched his slender arms, "I'm afraid if something randomly comes out of the Forbidden Forest, I will be slapped to death by it..."

"There's no need to be so discouraged, Draco. Hagrid's physique is incomparable to us, but we can expect gorgeous duels with wands against those interesting but ferocious magical creatures."

"Magic is an extension of our arms. It is our hardest fist. Is there anything wrong with that?"

"You're right, but it feels a little less exciting and passionate than Hagrid..."

"Isn't it a little weird for me to say this? Only Gryffindor guys would speak like this, right? It seems that I need to calm down my head."

Draco patted his cheek and reluctantly put away the exciting fantasy of fighting a big monster in his mind. He recognized the reality very quickly.

"Perhaps I can congratulate you in advance here?"

"What did you say?" Draco, whose mind was a little confused, was stunned.

"Congratulations on really considering Hagrid as a friend, and congratulations on taking a big step toward Harry."

"Even without him." Draco said with a smile on his face: "Hagrid is my friend. He is so cool, isn't he?"

"I really envy Harry. He was actually brought into Hogwarts by Hagrid. Why didn't Hagrid send me the notice?"

"But if it were you before, you might have turned Hagrid away, right?"

"That was before, before, isn't it different now!"

Draco smiled sheepishly, but after a moment, he seemed to have remembered something and quickened his pace slightly.

"We have to go back quickly, Rollo, otherwise Filch and his nasty cat will come to trouble us. I heard from those guys Marcus, he and his Mrs. Norris. .....”

Draco froze before he finished speaking. Just as he spoke, a cat head popped out from the corner of the corridor. A skinny cat with gray fur was bulging its eyes like light bulbs. Stare in their direction.

"hello!"

Rollo said hello in a brisk tone and waved to Mrs. Norris.

"Meow~"

A slightly hoarse cat meow sounded. Mrs. Loris licked the fur on her legs gracefully, and then walked on cat steps to the corridor at the other end, as if nothing happened.

"Thank you, see you next time."

Rollo waved his hand and said goodbye to the pair of eyes looking at him in the corner.