The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

Seeing Harry fall to the floor, Hagrid was stunned for a moment and seemed to wake up. Then he lifted him up in a panic and stopped drinking.

Harry grabbed Hagrid's big hand and stared at him with sincere eyes: "You will be fine. We are all witnesses, Hagrid! You said in class that if you offend a Hippogriff, he will Will attack. If Parkinson doesn't listen carefully, we will tell Dumbledore the situation at that time."

"Yeah, don't worry, Hagrid, we'll all support you," said Ron.

Tears flowed down the crow's feet of Hagrid's small black eyes. He grabbed Harry and Ron and hugged them tightly, almost breaking their bones.

The snot and tears were distributed among the three of them. Although Hermione was deeply moved by the scene in front of her, she still couldn't help but take a few steps away for fear of getting it on herself.

In order not to disturb the beautiful embrace between the three of them, Hermione tiptoed to Loren at the door. She glanced at Draco, bit Loren's ear and whispered, "Why is Malfoy here?"

Before Loren could answer, Draco next to him sneered loudly and said in a mocking tone: "Three idiots!"

In such a cozy cabin, this sentence is particularly harsh. The three people hugging each other realized that there was an outsider.

In front of the annoying Malfoy, Ron felt that it was not very manly to huddle in Hagrid's arms like this, so he pulled out his moleskin coat and pulled out, with the squeezed redness remaining on his face.

Hagrid was wiping his beard carelessly.

"What are you talking about!" Harry glared at Draco angrily, "What are you doing here? You are not welcome here!"

Hermione wanted to say something, but Loren held her hand, and his eyes told Hermione not to worry.

"I'm talking about you three idiots!" Draco's face continued to mock. "Dumbledore has firmly grasped the power of appointment and dismissal of teaching posts. The old mad wizard will definitely not fire this troll professor. After all, They’re all weirdos.”

"You are not allowed to say that about Dumbledore!" Hagrid yelled loudly, which shocked the heads of several young wizards.

Harry and Ron's expressions were a little complicated, and they were a little happy in addition to being angry.

Draco was angry at Dumbledore and Hagrid's disparagement, and he was happy that Hagrid would not be expelled. After all, these words coming from Malfoy's mouth were subtle and convincing.

Draco continued unhurriedly: "But you should really worry about those hippogriff beasts. If you are lucky, only one of them will be killed. That beast named Buckbeak will be chopped down if you are unlucky." head."

The color on Hagrid's big face instantly faded, and he turned a little pale with fear. His lips trembled and he said, "No, it shouldn't be like this. Those little guys are innocent, and they are right."

"That's right! Buckbeak is innocent!" Harry shouted.

Ron's eyes kept changing, and his mind recalled many cases he had heard, which were all mentioned by Arthur in casual chats.

"Hey, what's the use of telling me?" Draco raised his chin, trying his best to stir up Harry's emotions, "Do you think people from the Ministry of Magic will believe it? I might as well tell you that any magician who intentionally harms wizards Animals, especially little wizards, had their heads chopped off.”

Loren glanced at Draco and exclaimed that he was indeed the representative of Slytherin. He was really full of ridicule and provocation, quite like Professor Snape.

"You're talking nonsense!" Harry retorted excitedly.

Ron patted his arm and whispered in an obscure tone: "It's not nonsense. My father has told many cases like this. If the victim pursues the case, the vicious animal will indeed be disposed of. Mr. Newt is still the one who initiated the trial. It was won after the Magical Creatures Protection Act.”

Hearing him confirm this statement, Hagrid burst into tears. He could hardly breathe due to the weight of self-blame and guilt. Although this hybrid giant is usually heartless, he is sincere towards animals.

Hermione showed an angry expression, and she pursed her lips restlessly, wanting to say something.

Loren squeezed her hand calmly to stop her from participating.

Hermione gritted her teeth, glared at him, and began to squeeze it back with her small white hands. Seeing Loren grimacing in pain, she relaxed her strength and rubbed him with little effort.

Although Harry was sad, he was not frightened by the bad news. He calmed down for a while, and suddenly remembered something. He said in surprise: "We can send Buckbeak away, just like we sent away Norbert!"

"Norbert?" Hagrid stopped crying, his small black eyes were a little dazed.

Ron also reacted and cheered in surprise: "Yes! Norbert!"

Draco smiled coldly and poured cold water on them again: "Hypogriffs are not fire dragons. They are worthless and no one will adopt them. And these beasts will be recorded in the files of the Ministry of Magic. Here, it is illegal to keep them without permission!"

Harry's smile froze on his face and slowly fell.

Ron quickly came up with an idea: "We can send them away, back to the depths of the Forbidden Forest, where the wizard can't find them!"

"No." Hagrid muttered with a sad face and sobbed, "These poor little guys are too weak. If they are sent deep into the Forbidden Forest, they will be eaten by other creatures. Without my help, it will be difficult for them to survive. Live well outside the Forbidden Forest.”

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Loren and Hermione fell silent as they remembered that the Hippogriff was as tall as a lion and had huge wings.

But if you think about it carefully, it seems to make sense. After all, Acromantula, trolls... these are dangerous animals at the 5X level. The hippogriff is only 3X, which is not enough.

"We can go find Dumbledore."

"This is legal and compliant. Dumbledore has no control over the Ministry of Magic."

"Poor Buckbeak, it's all my fault... ugh..."

Harry, Ron and Hagrid went through all their ideas, but in the end they couldn't come up with a way to save Buckbeak. The three of them sat together slumpedly, looking sad.

Seeing this, Draco smiled sincerely for the first time tonight, and he said in a gentle tone: "I can ask Parkinson to issue a letter of understanding and let the poor beast-the Hippogriff go. "

The corners of Loren's eyes twitched, and he couldn't help but show an expression of looking forward to a good show.

It’s finally here, tonight’s show.

He knew that Draco wouldn't blab nonsense for a long time.

After not seeing each other for a summer vacation, this man had learned how to lay the ground, make a nest first and then throw the bait...Lucius must have secretly taught him some extra lessons.

The three Harrys looked at Draco blankly.

"Can you be so kind?" Harry looked wary.

Ron's eyes wandered between him and Loren. Looking back, Malfoy had indeed helped them because of Loren's relationship, it seemed, more than once.

Then this time...

Draco said with a smile: "Of course there are conditions."

"What conditions?"

Taking a few steps forward confidently and calmly, Draco approached Harry and said, "I happen to be short of a follower."

"you!"

Harry was so angry that he gasped and stared at him with red eyes, as if he was about to punch him at the next moment.

Hagrid was equally angry: "No way, despicable Malfoy! Don't even think about it!"

Having expected their reaction, Draco was not surprised. He pretended to think for a while and said in a mean tone: "The poor Hippogriff is about to have his head chopped off. It's really... ...It really deserves it, why don’t the professor and little wizard it trusts not want to save it.”

Harry's anger stagnated, and his face took on a look of struggle.

Draco took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire: "Just for one day, be my follower, and I promise not to publicly humiliate you."

"Think about it, Potter, how much that little thing likes you. It has flown with you for so long... In just one day, as long as you endure for one day, you can save its life."

A look of humiliation appeared on Harry's face. After thinking for a moment, he weakly whispered: "I promise you."

"Harry..."

"Harry..."

Haig grabbed his arm, but didn't know how to persuade him.

The emotions of self-blame and regret were like a sledgehammer, constantly beating Hagrid's chest, trembling and trembling, which was painful to the heart.

He knew that the hippogriff was sensitive and would respond fiercely to those who offended him. He also knew that not all little wizards were gentle and patient...

Even Gryffindor has its impatient and disrespectful students like McCall McLagan and Geoffrey Hooper. Thinking about it this way, the accident seems not to be an accident, but something that is destined to happen.

For the first time, Hagrid realized so clearly that those poor little guys didn't seem cute to the students.

After saying the promise, Harry no longer hesitated. He stood up neatly, looked at Draco and said seriously: "I don't know what you want to do, maybe you just want to humiliate me, then you did it. I I will keep my promise, and please remember what you promised!"

Being stared at by such candid and serious eyes, Draco suddenly felt guilty.

In his plan, Potter wasn't supposed to be like this. Potter, who could easily play according to the method taught by his father, should be very humiliated, very angry, shouting and yelling, instead of being like this now...

Just...just like a true warrior.

"I know, I know." Draco hid his angry look and responded forcefully, "I'm going back first, remember you will be my follower tomorrow!"

Looking at Draco trotting back to the castle, Hermione was a little confused. No matter how she looked at it, she felt like he was running away.

Loren's lips curled up into a smile after watching a good show.

Hagrid broke the silence and said slowly and hard: "I'm sorry, Harry, it's all my fault..."

Harry shook his head: "It's not your fault."

Although he said that, the feeling of being forced to bow to the annoying Malfoy was uncomfortable. Harry felt uncomfortable and couldn't say "it doesn't matter".

"I will arrange Buckbeak and the others, and I will also write to Mr. Kettleburn for advice on future course arrangements. This kind of thing will never happen again!" Hagrid promised sincerely.

He didn't speak fast, but his attitude was serious.

Charmander is like this, and so is Hippogriff... His willfulness always involves innocent animals, and he always asks Harry and the others to wipe his behind.

He should obviously be the one taking care of Harry, Hagrid thought.

Hagrid buried his face in a pair of big hands, took a deep breath and rubbed them vigorously a few times, as if washing his face to wake himself up.

"You can't run around after dark, especially at this time, when Dementors are still floating outside the school." Hagrid stood up, "It's time for you to go back, and I should also feed Buckbeak and the others their dinner." ”

Loren looked at Harry calmly and then at Hagrid. The expressions on both of them were not very good. If they really left stupidly, the knot in their hearts would be planted.

Winter is coming. In order to have fresh pumpkins to eat in the future, Loren decided to do something and said loudly: "Let's go together. The accidents happened so fast during the day. Hermione and I have never been exposed to the Hippogriff." Where is the beast?"

"And me and me!" Ron responded cleverly, raising his hands.

His mind was still sorting out Draco's operation just now, and he didn't realize the strange emotions between Hagrid and Harry, but this did not prevent him from keeping up with Loren's formation.

Hagrid remained silent and did not speak. He came to the wall in a muffled voice, picked out a bunch of ferret jerky from the hook and hung it on himself.

Loren, Hermione and Ron followed his gaze, and Harry stared at Hagrid in silence.

After Hagrid walked out of the door, he turned to look at them and shook his head: "Why are you still standing here? Come on!"

Loren and others were stunned for a moment, and then followed them happily, cheering as they ran:

"coming!"

"Long live Professor Hagrid!"

Harry followed silently at the end.

…

In the fenced paddock behind the wooden house, there are more than a dozen strange animals. They have the body, hind legs and tail of a horse, but the front legs, wings and head are like those of an eagle, and their cold and sharp beaks are the color of steel. Their large, bright eyes are orange, and the talons on their front legs are half a foot long, giving them a formidable look.

Covered in shiny fur, transitioning from feathers to hair, each monster has a different color: stormy gray, bronze, pink, sparkling reddish brown and inky black.

Each monster had a thick leather collar around its neck, tied by a long chain, the other end of which was tied to the fence.

Through the light of the stars and moon, I saw a few people approaching, and there was some commotion in the herd. Their hooves stepped uneasily on the mud, making bursts of muffled sounds.

Hagrid untied the chains of four of the hippogriffs, led them to a few young wizards, and told them in a sullen voice: "Help me feed these few, just as I said during the day. You can touch them, but they are not allowed to fly!”

"Okay, Professor Hagrid!" Loren replied simply.

Hermione kept nodding.

Hagrid nodded, threw a few skewers of ferret jerky to them, and turned to feed the other winged beasts.

The hippogriff shook its ferocious head, its razor-sharp beak shone with cold light, and its orange eyes as big as bells.

"Oh my God." Hermione said nervously. "They're still a bit scary, aren't they?"

Loren grinned, showing his white teeth.

…

A few minutes later.

Four hippogriffs with different fur colors flapped their wings one after another and stood up from the ground.