That morning, there weren't many people eating breakfast in the Great Hall, and the owls who had come to deliver the letter were sitting on the long table, Nen Raen

Hedwig too, it brought Hagrid's envelope.

Harry tore open the envelope, and Hedwig ate some of Neville's nachos without waiting for an invitation.

The note in the envelope read: Dear Harry and Ron: Will you have tea with me at about six o'clock tonight? I will come to the castle to pick you up and wait for me in the hall, you are not allowed to leave the castle by yourself. Hagrid

"He's probably going to want to know all about Blake!" Ron said. At six o'clock that night, Harry and Ron left the Gryffindor Tower, ran past the security gnomes, and made a beeline for the Frontrooms. Hagrid was already waiting for them there.

"Alright, Hagrid!" Ron said, "I suppose you want to hear about Saturday night, don't you?"

"I've heard it all. Hagrid opened the gate and led them out of the castle.

"Oh. Ron said, a little frustrated.

The first thing they saw when they entered Hagrid's hut was Newbaren, lying on Hagrid's patched sheets, its huge wings folded tightly at its sides, enjoying a plate of dead ferrets.

Harry deliberately avoided the unpleasant sight, and he saw a furry brown suit of great size and a terrible yellow and orange tie hanging from the door of Hagrid's closet.

"What are these things for, Hagrid?" asked Harry.

"The case of the New Ballen Committee on the Disposal of Hazardous Biological Organisms," Hagrid said, "this Friday." I'm going to London with it. I have booked two bunks on the knight bus. ”

Harry felt an uncomfortable feeling of guilt.

The date of trial in Newbarren was so near, and he had forgotten about it completely, judging by the look on Ron's face.

They had also forgotten their promise to help prepare Newbaren's defense: the arrival of the firebolts had made them forget all about it.

Hagrid poured them tea and brought them a plate of Bath bread, but they knew it was better not to eat it: they had learned enough about Hagrid's craft.

"I have something to discuss with the two of you. Hagrid said, sitting down between the two of them, looking serious. It's very different from the usual attitude.

"What's the matter?" asked Harry.

"Hermione. Hagrid said.

"What's wrong with her?" asked Ron.

"She's fine, here's the problem. She came to see me many times after Christmas and kept saying she was lonely. You ignored her for the sake of the firebolts, and now you don't talk to her, for the sake of her cat, and Vio, who has been elusive lately......"

"Her cat ate Spotted!" Ron angrily interrupted Hagrid.

"There's no evidence for that, and even if it's true, it's just that her cat did what all cats do. Hagrid said stubbornly. "She's cried a lot of times, you know. Now she is having a hard time. She's greedy and can't chew more, and if you ask me, she's going to do so much. Still finding time to help me prepare for the Newbarren case, you know, she got me some really useful information, and I think Newbaren might win now......"

"Hagrid, we should have helped you too, sorry!" Harry began to say embarrassedly.

"I'm not blaming you!" Hagrid said, ignoring Harry's apology. "God knows you've got a lot of things to do yourself, and I've seen you train day and night on the Quidditch pitch, but I have to tell you that I think you two should think of your friends more than broomsticks and rats. That's what I'm going to say. ”

Harry and Ron looked at each other uncomfortably.

"Blake almost stabbed you with a knife, she's worried, it's like this, Ron. She's worthy of a conscience, Hermione is like that, and you two don't talk to her......"

"If she throws that cat away, I'll talk to her!" Ron said angrily, "But she still maintains it! It's a crazy cat, and she can't even listen to a bad word about it!"

"Ah, well, people might just be a little silly about pets. Hagrid said wisely. Behind him, Newbalen spat out a few raccoon bones on his pillow. They spent the rest of their visiting time discussing the possibility of the Gryffindor team winning the Quidditch Cup.

At nine o'clock, Hagrid sent them back to the castle.

They returned to the common room to find a large crowd gathered in front of the bulletin board.

"Hogsmeade, next weekend!" Ron said, craneing his neck over the crowd to read the new notice.

"What are you going to do?" he asked Harry calmly as they were about to sit down.

"Well, Filch didn't bother with the road to Duke Honey......" Harry replied more calmly.

"Harry!" Someone called in his right ear. Harry was startled, and when he looked around, it was Hermione, who happened to be sitting at a table behind them, clearing the pile of books that had covered her.

"Harry, if you go back to Hogsmeade, I'll tell Professor McGonagall about the map!" Hermione said.

"Do you hear anyone talking, Harry?" roared Ron, not looking at Hermione.

"Ron, how can you get him to go with you? or shortly after Sirius Black was almost going to turn against you! I'm serious, I'm going to tell ......"

"Okay, then you're going to get Harry expelled!" Ron said furiously, "Haven't you made enough trouble this year?"

Hermione opened her mouth to answer, but Crookshill jumped on her lap with a low cry. Hermione gave a frightened look to the expression on Ron's face, picked up Crookshan, and hurried back to the girls' dorm.

"So, how's that?" Ron said to Harry, as if no one had interrupted them. "Come on, there were a lot of things you hadn't seen when we went last time. You haven't been to Jokowi's shop before!"

Harry looked around to make sure Hermione couldn't hear what they were saying.

"Okay," he said, "but this time I'm going to take the cloak with me." ”

On Saturday morning, Harry packed up the Cloak of Invisibility and put it in his bag, and put the map in his pocket, and then went downstairs for breakfast with the others. At the dinner table, Hermione kept casting him suspicious glances, but he avoided hers and deliberately let her see him going up the marble staircase in the antechamber as everyone walked towards the front door.

"Goodbye!" Harry greeted Ron. "See you when you get back!"

Ron smiled and winked at him.