Became good friends with the Boy Who Lived

After the Quidditch match, the excited crowd gradually quieted down. Most people walked towards the castle, talking and laughing, while enthusiastically discussing the wonderful moment when Harry caught the Golden Snitch.

Aeris and his friends followed Hagrid to the cottage at the edge of the Forbidden Forest. They were still arguing about something as they walked, and they showed no signs of stopping until they entered the house and sat down at the big wooden table.

"It's true!" Hermione said excitedly to Hagrid who was making tea, "I really saw Snape curse Harry's broom."

"That's nonsense!" said Hagrid. "Why would Professor Snape do that? Why would he hurt Harry?"

"Maybe because of Harry's father, he wishes Harry would die?" Ron said tentatively.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Hagrid shook his head again and again. "Harry is not only James' son, he is also Lily's son. Professor Snape loves Lily, there is no doubt about that. During the years when Lily died, I saw Professor Snape in agony in the depths of the Forbidden Forest more than once..."

"Is this really okay with you, Hagrid?" Aris said faintly, "It's so easy to tell us little wizards the secrets deep in Professor Snape's heart."

Hagrid, knowing that he had said something wrong, coughed awkwardly and whispered, "Don't spread this around..."

"So," Hagrid changed the subject stiffly, "even if anyone could hurt Harry, Professor Snape would never hurt Harry!"

"But I lost control of my broom," Harry said, looking gratefully at Aris. "If it hadn't been for Aris I would have fallen to my death."

Hagrid brought over some refreshments, the kind that the others avoided, but Aeris ate with gusto. He waved his hand and said, "It's an honor to help a friend."

Hermione still refused to give up and said, "How do you explain the fact that Snape was staring at Harry and muttering something? I know about these curses. One must stare at the target of the curse. I could see the malice in Snape's eyes on the other side of the court..."

Before Hermione could finish, Aeris's voice rang out again: "It's obvious that our Miss Know-It-All doesn't have a thorough understanding of these curses. As far as I know, when reciting the spell to remove the curse, you must stare at the cursed object!"

Hermione glared at Aris, but Harry said, "We suspect Snape is going to steal the item you brought out of Vault 713 in Gringotts..."

Before Harry could finish his words, Hagrid, who had just poured tea for everyone, took a sip of the tea in his own cup, and then, as if scalded by the tea, sprayed all over Fang's big dog face. Fang came to Ron with a wronged look on his face, wiping the tea on Ron's robe while whining.

"You guys..." Hagrid seemed a little annoyed, "This is Hogwarts' top secret. Besides, Professor Snape would never covet Mr. Dumbledore's things. You don't know anything so don't talk nonsense. Professor Snape also helped protect such things..."

Hagrid, knowing that he had said something wrong, covered his mouth tightly with his big hand. Aeris raised his eyebrows and said faintly, "Hagrid, from what you said, it's not just Professor Snape who helps protect that thing..."

"That's enough..." Hagrid panted, and then his voice softened, "You are just a few first-year students, just study hard and don't meddle in matters beyond your ability..."

"But if Snape didn't go to steal that thing, why was he bitten by that three-headed dog?" Harry said stubbornly.

Aeris retorted: "Is there a possibility? When he went to protect that thing, he was accidentally injured by the three big dogs."

Hagrid asked curiously, "Why do you know about Lu Wei?"

"Lewway?" Ron was so angry that he laughed, "Does that monster have a name?"

"Of course it has a name!" Hagrid's face lit up when he mentioned the magical creature. "I raised it! So you're relieved? No matter who it is, there's no way it can get past Luweina, except for me and Mr. Dumbledore, of course."

"But Snape is different..." Harry still insisted.

"Enough...enough..." Hagrid got angry, "Don't think about it anymore. This matter has nothing to do with you. It's about the secret between Mr. Dumbledore and Mr. Nicolas Flamel..."

"So, a man called Nicolas Flamel was involved?" Harry asked, looking Hagrid straight in the eye.

Hagrid was furious. He stood up, breathing heavily. After looking at a few people, he turned around and walked to the bedroom door angrily. He opened the bedroom door that had been closed all the time, walked in, and slammed the door shut, as if he was sulking to himself.

Harry looked at his companions and asked, "Who is Nicolas Flamel?" Hermione and Ron both shook their heads.

Aeris took a sip of tea, smacked his lips, then slowly took out a picture card from his pocket and placed it on the wooden table. It was the picture card that came with the chocolate frog.

In the picture, an energetic old man is winking at everyone. It can be seen that the old man is very old, but he has no beard, his gray hair is meticulously groomed, and his deep eyes are full of vicissitudes of life.

Hermione picked up the picture curiously, turned it over and read the character profile on the back:

Nicolas Flamel, full name: Nicolas Flamel, is the greatest alchemist in the world, the only remaining alchemy master in the wizarding world, the only maker and owner of the Philosopher's Stone, the honorary headmaster of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and the owner of the First Class Order of Merlin.

Nicolas Flamel's deeds include (but are not limited to): preventing the dark wizard Geralt Grindelwald from attacking Paris in 1927; assisting Albus Dumbledore in defeating the dark wizard Grindelwald; repairing and expanding the Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry...

Nicolas Flamel not only achieved outstanding results in alchemy, but also made outstanding achievements in various fields such as potions, divination magic, herbology, and Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"This Nicolas Flamel...is he still a human being?" Ron swallowed and said with difficulty.

"Believe me, Ron!" Aris said, "If you can live to be over 600 years old, you will also be well-versed in history and modern times."

Ron looked at Edwards with a "are you kidding me" expression, but Edwards ignored him and continued, "Harry described it to us, a small paper bag. The only thing that fits this description is the Philosopher's Stone."

Hermione and Aeris looked at each other and nodded in tacit understanding. Harry was anxious and asked, "You two should stop being so mysterious. What is the Philosopher's Stone?"

"Miss Know-It-All, are you going to explain it or should I?" Aeris asked.

Hermione glared at Aeris again, straightened up in her seat and said, "The Philosopher's Stone is also known as the Philosopher's Stone. It can turn all metals into pure gold and can also be used to make an elixir of life."

"Elixir of life?" Ron muttered to himself.

Hermione glanced at him and said, "Is it the medicine that will keep you alive after taking it?"

"You can live forever and have no shortage of gold. No wonder Snape wants it." Ron said.

Aeris poured himself another cup of tea without making any comment.

Until the four people said goodbye to Hagrid and returned to the castle, Hagrid did not come out of the bedroom and did not pay any attention to them.