Hogwarts: Harry's Path to Witches

Chapter 107 Carnivorous slugs...sandwich?

After hearing what Harry said, Hermione nodded thoughtfully, and then felt a little regretful:

"It's a pity. My parents said before the start of school that they would take me to France this holiday, so I will most likely not be able to watch this game."

"This game will not be shown to the public." Harry ruthlessly shattered Hermione's illusions. "There are no spectators to watch, at most there are only a few reporters."

"Come on, as long as you ask Professor Snape, the professor will definitely agree." Hermione curled her lips.

"The professor is so partial to you. Forget it, it's the same when I read the newspaper reports and dynamic photos afterwards."

Harry did not respond, but looked at the formula given by Professor Snape.

The formulas are all potions that only sixth-grade students can learn, and the standard formula recorded in the textbook and the formula improved by Professor Snape are also noted.

Professor Snape also left some questions on the formula, such as thinking about why Professor Snape made such improvements based on the content of the original formula and the medicinal properties of the materials.

Professor Snape also left a special message saying that he made these improvements in only fourth grade without anyone's guidance.

And with his own guidance, second-year Harley should be able to understand.

During the rest of the holiday, Harry happily studied these potion recipes and rarely left the castle.

It was not until the day before the departing students were ready to return to school that Harry left the castle and went to visit Hagrid with Hermione.

The two walked through the thick snow towards Hagrid's hut at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Harry looked at the forest and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have missed something very important during his vacation——

I forgot to go to the Forbidden Forest to look for potion ingredients.

Winter is so cold, and there are many special materials that happen to grow during this time.

What a waste! There was a trace of pain in the corners of Harley's eyes, feeling that she had lost a large sum of gold galleons.

I don’t know where Hagrid slipped away to drink this Christmas. It wasn’t until yesterday that he wrote to Harry, saying that he was back and inviting Harry to play.

Sure enough, Harry and Hermione discovered from a distance that there were people in the originally closed hut.

Yaya was lying in front of the door, chewing on a huge cow bone, but the whole dog was huddled up.

After seeing Harry and Hermione, Yaya immediately stood up, wagging his tail crazily and shouting excitedly.

It knew the two girls in front of it, after all, Harry and Hermione had visited Hagrid quite a few times.

And every time, it can get a lot of delicious food, so now it has formed a muscle memory in Yaya to please the two of them.

"Ya Ya, did you miss me?" Harley squatted down in front of the door, hanging two sausages with spider silk, shaking them from side to side, teasing Ya Ya.

The big black dog barked excitedly, with his tongue hanging from his mouth. At the same time, he silently kicked the cow bones into his den, but his eyes were still fixed on the sausage.

"Don't tease Fang, be careful he bites you!" A loud shout suddenly came from the room, and then Hagrid opened the door forcefully.

But after seeing clearly that it was Harry and Hermione, Hagrid muttered: "It turns out it's you, then it's okay."

Then he warmly greeted the two of them into the house.

Harley cut off the spider silk and let her teeth bite into the two sausages.

The two walked towards the house. Yaya did not sneak back to the nest to enjoy the food, but followed Harry and Hermione closely into Hagrid's hut.

"Oh, no, Fang! Get out!" Hagrid yelled, "You are already a mature big dog, you have to learn to resist the cold!

Look at the Blood Tibetan Mastiffs we saw some time ago. They can roll around in snowdrifts and stand in the cold wind all night long without even having to warm themselves over a fire!

Your bloodline is not as good as theirs, but you can still withstand the cold during the day! I usually spoil you too much! "

There was a strange look in Harry's eyes: "Hagrid, what happened to you? Why were you so stimulated?

Also, what the hell is a blood Tibetan mastiff? I had never heard the name of this creature. "

"Oh, don't mention it." Hagrid's attention was instantly diverted.

He strode to the stove and pulled down a pot of tea.

"It's a pity that I only prepared black tea today. But I remember that you both liked it very much."

After pouring tea for Harry and Hermione, and then serving homemade sandwiches with unknown fillings, Hagrid sat heavily on the chair:

"This holiday, I went to visit an old friend. He once provided me with many interesting little cute things.

I once had a three-headed dog, Louie. I got that child from a Greek guy after my friend provided information.

Oh, what a shame, he was killed by a nasty bastard last semester. "As he said this, Hagrid sobbed.

Hearing this, Harley understood. What friend? Isn't he just some kind of shady businessman in the black market?

And that three-headed dog was probably the one used by Dumbledore to guard the door last semester. It was indeed pitiful, after all, it ran into a furious Voldemort.

Hagrid continued: "He recently raised a group of blood Tibetan mastiffs, a type of Tibetan mastiff that has the blood of a three-headed dog and a swallow-tailed dog.

Those big dogs are so cute! Much cuter than Yaya..."

When Yaya heard the word "blood Tibetan mastiff", he trembled, and after whimpering twice, he got under Harley's chair.

"...and they are not afraid of the cold at all, they are much better than the coward Yaya!"

Having said this, Hagrid glared at Fang,

"Look at how useless it is! It can't go on like this. As the mother of this child, I must train it well."

Harley couldn't help coughing twice. In just a few sentences, Hagrid exposed so many illegal things!

He privately breeds three-headed dogs and abuses pets, while his friends smuggle magical creatures and illegally crossbreed special magical creatures...

Good guy, Hagrid broke both Muggle and wizarding laws with ease, and he was really unscrupulous!

And Yaya is just an ordinary big black dog. How can it compete with those Tibetan mastiffs that are mixed with the blood of magical creatures?

"Forget it, I get angry when I talk about Yaya, he is a coward!" Hagrid waved his hand and threw a large piece of bacon to Yaya.

"I saw the gift you gave me yesterday, Harley. Thank you very much for being able to sew a sweater that fits my body shape!"

Harry nodded calmly: "As long as it's suitable, it seems that my skills haven't deteriorated yet.

By the way, Hagrid, what's the filling of your sandwich? "

"Oh, this is my latest invention!" Hagrid instantly fell into a state of excitement.

"I remember when you came to visit me at the beginning of school, I told you that there was a group of carnivorous slugs that were destroying my cabbages.

I didn't buy a suitable potion to cure them in Knockturn Alley, but Professor Dumbledore took action and used magic to get rid of them all. "

At this point, Hagrid paused for a moment, with an increasingly proud expression on his face:

"I think it would be a waste to just throw these carnivorous slugs away.

So I dried them, heavily salted them, and used my own secret recipe to create these carnivorous slug sandwiches!

I guarantee you guys, it's absolutely delicious! "

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(Thanks to Jiuwei Yanhu for the tip!)