The Son of Light of the Snake House

"But it's okay." Daniel stood up nonchalantly: "I promise, there probably won't be any reports about Hagrid in the future." He tapped the small bottle containing the beetle on his waist twice with his fingers.

"What? Why?" Harry asked in a daze.

"Secret—for our big friend." Daniel nodded his cheeks, then put on his furry cloak hat again, turned and pushed open the door of the tavern to leave.

"Do you think...Daniel is hinting at something again?" Ron asked the two of them.

"I don't know," Hermione admitted, "but Daniel does like riddles."

"I can't tell, I mean...I mean..." Harry weighed his words: "Emmmm, anyway, he doesn't seem to be implying—but not necessarily."

"This is nonsense, Harry." Ron patted him angrily.

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"You know what, Harry?" he said, looking up from his father's picture, his eyes very bright, "when I first saw you, you reminded me of myself. Your parents are dead, worry You didn't fit in at Hogwarts, remember? You didn't believe you were really capable...but look at you now, Harry! School warrior! You're brilliant!"

He looked at Harry for a moment, then said very seriously: "You know what I want, don't you, Harry? I want you to win, I really do. It'll show them all . . . it's not just blood." Only a good wizard can do it. There is no need to be ashamed of your parentage. It will make them all see that Dumbledore's point of view is correct, that as long as a person has magical talents, he should be admitted to the school! This is true Hogwarts, the real school of wizardry. Oh, and how is your golden egg, Harry?"

"Good," Harry stammered, "really good." He was a little afraid to look directly into Hagrid's eyes—they really didn't look like the eyes of an adult, too clean, too expectant, too ...to make it impossible to tell a lie.

A wet, bright smile broke across Hagrid's sad face. "Such a good boy of mine... Show 'em, Harry, show 'em. Beat them all."

"Oh, of course I will." Harry hesitated, and immediately changed the subject: "Hagrid, Daniel said that Rita Skeeter will no longer report on you." He watched nervously A glance at Dumbledore, and an encouraging smile from him.

"Seriously, Harry, I think you have to be careful with her—I've never been interviewed by her, and I don't even know where she got it from!" Hagrid was immediately diverted from the subject.

"Well, I don't know what Daniel did, but I think he can be trusted," Harry explained.

"Oh, Daniel." The emotional Hagrid began to wipe his tears again: "Different Slytherin, maybe he paid something to that Malfoy guy for me..."

Everyone rushed to comfort Hagrid again, but Harry felt a little heavy.

Lying to Hagrid felt different than lying to someone else.When Harry returned to the castle with Ron and Hermione that evening, he couldn't get the image of the joy on Hagrid's unshaven face as he imagined Harry winning the Tournament. .

And that night, more than ever, the weight of that elusive golden egg weighed on Harry's mind.When he went to bed, he finally decided—to let go of his pride and consider whether Cedric's hint would work.

Harry didn't know how long this bath would take before he could solve the mystery of the golden egg, so he decided to go at night so he could take as long as he wanted.Although he was reluctant to accept more favors from Cedric, he decided to use the prefect's bathroom.Few people had access to the prefect's bathroom, so he was much less likely to be disturbed.

Harry had planned his move carefully, he didn't want his experience of being caught by Janitor Filch to repeat itself.The Invisibility Cloak is naturally indispensable, but just to be on the safe side, Harry also wants to bring the Marauder's Map.The Marauder's Map is second only to the Invisibility Cloak in importance, and it is the most useful aid when Harry breaks the school rules.The map shows a panoramic view of Hogwarts, including many intricate shortcuts and secret passages.Most importantly, it also uses dots with names to show people in the castle moving in the corridors, so that Harry will be forewarned if anyone approaches the bathroom - although it is probably unlikely, But what if someone broke into the prefect's bathroom just to watch him take a shower?

On Thursday night, Harry sneaked out of bed, put on the Invisibility Cloak, held the heavy golden egg under one arm, and held the map up to his nose with the other.

He crept down the stairs and waited for the portrait hole to open just as he had done the night Hagrid had taken him to see the dragons.This time it was Ron who was waiting outside, and he gave the password to the fat lady.

"Good luck," Ron murmured, passing Harry past him as he slipped into the common room.

"Of course." He replied in a low voice.

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"Are you back?" Draco heard as soon as Daniel stepped into the room. "How's Hogsmeade? Is it still boring?"

"It's okay, although there is nothing interesting in Hogsmeade, but I came across something very interesting." Daniel reached out and unbuttoned the cloak on his chest, hung the cloak on the hanger, and would be picked up by the housekeeper who was looking for a job. The elf took it away.He reached out and put the small plastic bottle hanging on his waist on the windowsill, and put it together with a pot of fly traps.

"What is this?" Draco looked at it with a disgusted expression: "Beetle? Is this the interesting thing you said? When did you start liking this kind of... bugs?"

"Arthropods." Daniel corrected him.

"WHATEVER, it's still a disgusting bug." Draco looked away: "Play with it if you like, but don't let it out, or I'll make you do a big cleaning of the whole house— Clean up little by little with your own hands."

"Of course not." Daniel stretched out his hand to tease the limp-looking beetle in the bottle: "Look, does the pattern on its head look like a pair of huge black-rimmed glasses?"

"Those must be ugly glasses," Draco sarcastically said.

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I’m afraid that the episode will be too long, so I’ll update the main text first and then continue writing... And seeing how little your response is, is it because my writing is not very good?

Two days later, I took the level 6 exam, I didn’t read the words at a glance, I didn’t do a question, it’s just now! ()