Chapter 399 The Untrusted Hagrid
Chapter 399 The Untrusted Hagrid
What's more, how could it be possible to restore their power only through their few words, just through their little notes. Even being able to go through all of life with the other person exactly once will have different consequences in the end.
Only in the heart, with the heart of seeking knowledge, walk the road of thorns and walk through the hardships and journeys that the strong have experienced. In thinking and thinking, in sync with the wise. Only then can we cross the boundaries of time and space, step into the ancient temple, and walk into the temple of knowledge by practicing.
Whether it is a wizard or a mortal, they all need to tap into their inner consciousness and find their inner strength. Only through the strength established within oneself can the knowledge of the outside world be accommodated, and eventually a tree of strength and a seed of wisdom will grow out of one's own mind.
George was walking in this direction all the time.
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Hermione, still looking very annoyed when it was about dinner time, complained to George, "Hagrid says it's the nature of house-elves to take care of humans. If you pay them, you're insulting them, and he's paid himself. and turn a blind eye to the suffering of others.”
She was really annoyed. She thought that Hagrid's brain was just not good, at least his nature was good and his feelings were there. Unexpectedly, because of his stupidity, he was discriminated against, and in turn discriminated against other people. Hagrid really disappointed her today. She no longer wanted Hagrid to join S.P.E.W.
Ron said calmly, "It's nothing, his snails are three feet long and they start killing each other. I just hope he doesn't bring snails to class, I really can't help him look after them. So many fried tail snails."
He was also a little desperate to take care of Hagrid. There were more than twenty three-foot-long blast-tailed snails, and he couldn't take care of them in the magical creature conservation class even with a few heads. If something went wrong, Hagrid would be the only one to blame.
"Alas!" said Harry with a sigh, "I found out that Hagrid was in love with Madame Maxime, and he started to dress up and put on too much perfume, but he looked much worse than when he didn't dress up. already."
When I went to see Hagrid today, his appearance shocked everyone. He was wearing that outdated ugly furry suit with a yellow and tangerine plaid tie. Because of too much hair oil, the hair becomes like ooze, which makes people feel uncomfortable.
"Maybe he needs someone of the same size as him to talk more." Ron sighed inexplicably.
Harry lowered his voice and said cautiously, "What I'm worried about is the content of the Triwizard Tournament.
told Madame Maxime in advance. "
"It doesn't seem to be unusual, it's not the first time he's done this." George showed a contemptuous expression on his face and said disapprovingly, "The mistakes he made were enough for him to die many times, and he raised eight eyes when he was young. Giant spiders, and then bred them all over the Forbidden Forest."
An expression of disgust began to appear on George's face. "In the first year, he told Voldemort through the magic stone. In the second year, he also asked you to find the eight-eyed spider."
"When he was in third grade, he almost sent himself into Azkaban again, and I'm not at all curious about what's going on now. I'm rather curious how he managed to survive the decades before. Or is it someone else who did bad luck for him?"
"Alas!" Harry, Hermione and Ron all sighed. On the stall, Hagrid, an old urchin in his sixties, but his IQ is not high. You can't talk, you can't teach, you can't ignore it, there's only endless headaches, headaches.
"Oh, Durmstrang's students are here, look." Hermione saw the students from other countries, and they also started to walk into the hall.
Durmstrang's delegation was walking towards the hall from the lake. Their big stars, Viktor Krum and Professor Karkaroff, walked side by side, and the rest of Durmstrang's students followed behind them.
Ron looked at Krum excitedly, as if to greet him with his eyes. Krum walked into the hall without squinting, and then into the auditorium.
Slowly the students arrived, the auditorium was packed, and the Goblet of Fire was repositioned, in front of Dumbledore's seat on the staff table.
Fred and Joe had returned from the hospital, and the beards on their chins had all been removed.
Everyone went back to their respective academy seats and started the dinner.
George has a general understanding of the registration status of each student, and from the probability, he will be the warrior of the Triwizard Tournament. The biggest ones will probably come from Gryffindor and Slytherin, the two most active and honorable houses in the school. Most of the excitement and trouble in the school also came from these two colleges.
As for Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, the combination of nerd and non-existent is the cornerstone of the stability and prosperity of all schools. But in terms of hilarity, they are far from being as hilarious as Gryffindor and Slytherin.
In addition to showing their existence through various high scores in studies and exams, Ravenclaw is no higher than Hufflepuff on weekdays. A nerd with a book at all times, a fantasist who is immersed in his own world at all times. Ravenclaw prefers fantasy adventures to real adventures.
The Triwizard Tournament was too dangerous for Hufflepuffs, who preferred to spend their time on simple hobbies they enjoyed. They weren't as pushy as Gryffindor and Slytherin.
The Halloween dinner is also colorful, with exquisite food, exotic flavors, and the air is filled with the aroma that makes the index finger.
But now, even the most delicious food and the most sumptuous dinner are difficult to attract the students as usual.
The students were casually eating their food while waiting, looking at the desks of the staff from time to time. There was tension and anxiety on their faces, and they couldn't wait.
They hoped that Dumbledore would finish his dinner quickly and await the most exciting news as to who would be chosen as the champion of the Triwizard Tournament.
Finally, in the expectation of everyone, the golden plate has become spotless again. The dinner was over, the atmosphere in the auditorium began to rise, and the enthusiasm of the students began to pass. It was time.
Dumbledore also stood up with a smile, and the auditorium suddenly became silent. The delegations of the other two countries, Durmstrang and Beauxbatons stood up nervously, and even Mrs. Maxim and Professor Karkaroff, who were standing on both sides of Dumbledore, had expressions on their faces. With tension and anticipation.
(To be continued.)