Finally, when the Potions class was over, the devastated lion cubs climbed down the stairs out of the underground Potions class, and Harry was probably racking their brains to figure out why Snape hated him so much. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Cheer up," Ron said, "Snape often deducts points from Fred and George, can I go with you to Hagrid?"

Hearing the name of "Hagrid", Darren also turned his head to stare at Harry, Hagrid is the best good guy in the whole book, and he will be a professor of magical animals in the future, so he should say it as soon as possible.

Hearing that he was not the only one who enjoyed Snape's special treatment, Harry looked much better, and promised to come down and take Ron and Harlan to Hagrid's cabin.

In the afternoon, Harry, Ron, and Darren left the castle and walked towards Hagrid's cabin on the edge of the Forbidden Forest......

When they did get out of the castle, Darren realized that the so-called "dead horse running from the mountain" was not true, although it was not far from the castle, but it was really a bit of work to walk, and they walked through the fields for a long time before they reached the gate of the cabin, where they saw a stone bow and a pair of rubber galoshes, apparently used by Hagrid when he entered the Forbidden Forest.

Harry walked up and knocked on the door, and the three of them heard a struggle and a few muffled barks from inside the room, followed by Hagrid's voice, "Back off, tooth, back off." ”

A crack opened in the door, revealing Hagrid's large, bearded face.

"Wait. He said, "Stand back, tooth." ”

Hagrid then let them in, desperately grabbing the collar of a large black hound, which was apparently "Toothy".

After entering the cabin, Darren looked around, there was only one room in the whole cabin, with ham and pheasants hanging on the ceiling, and the brazier next to it was boiling water with a copper kettle, and there was a large bed in the corner, quite large, I am afraid that all five children in their bedroom would be more than enough to lie down, but considering Hagrid's size, this is probably just right.

As for the bedding, it is obviously impossible for a large enough textile machine to weave a sufficient width of cloth, so it can only be pieced together with various fabrics, but it looks rather messy.

"You're welcome. Hagrid said, suddenly letting go of the teeth, and the unrestrained teeth jumped and pounced on Ron, and then, began to lick his ears, which were not at all as fierce as they looked, but Ron was already too frightened to move.

"This is Ron, this is Darren. Harry explained to Hagrid as he was busy pouring boiling water into a large teapot and placing the crust on his plate.

"It's another little Weasley brother, right? I've spent most of my life trying to get the twins out of the Forbidden Forest. ”

Listening to Hagrid's words, Ron only grinned that he heard it, and Tooth was next to him, but he still didn't dare to move.

Overall, everyone in Hagrid's cabin was very pleasant, and in front of Hagrid, Harry seemed to be a different person, talking endlessly about his experiences since school, and it was no wonder that no one had ever listened to Harry like Hagrid, and Hagrid should have gone to Dumbledore for a psychological counseling grant.

If there is any regret, it is that Hagrid's rock skin cake is hard enough to kill people, but Harry and Ron still hold on to it very hard, until Darren, who really hurts his cheeks, asks Hagrid for some ingredients, makes a simple version of the broth, and then soaks the rock skin cake in it to eat, and now, even this regret has become a surprise, and Hagrid also likes it, and drinks the whole pot of broth, and takes a pot of rock skin cake with him.

With the broth cake, even Snape's topic was not so annoying, let alone gossip like the theft of the Elven Pavilion.

When Harry and the others left, Hagrid invited Harry to come back, saying that he would prepare more materials for Darren to play ......

From then on, Hagrid's cottage became the most frequented place for the three of them after completing their homework, so much so that Darren could slip around with his teeth, and with Hagrid's cooking utensils, Darren was finally able to try to restore some of the dishes in his memory, especially when he first made hand-rolled noodles, holding the bowl, he turned his back at 45 degrees, let tears slide down his face, and the sentence "Brother eats not noodles, but loneliness", which made Hagrid and the three of them at a loss, inexplicable.

The days passed, and now Darren had adapted to life at Hogwarts, although the stairs were still changing, and all kinds of doors were as arrogant, but as long as they used snacks, they could still find patterns, and the range of activities that the new students needed was also limited, and the worst of all, the lesson memory method of starvation and lateness could also make the worst memory, even if Neville remembered how to walk.

And Darren finally really knew how terrible Hermione was, because of his background, Darren didn't get the textbook until the beginning of school, so naturally there was no way to prepare, but even if he could, he couldn't do it like Hermione to memorize all the books, and if there were any questions to ask her, it was faster to turn the book, so the nickname "Miss Jack-of-all-trades" that Snape gave her was quite vivid, and sure enough, it was still "only the wrong name, not the wrong nickname".

Such an excellent student has naturally received unanimous praise from most professors, the only exception is Snape, he has always treated Hermione as air, ignoring it, even if Hermione raises her hand to the point of breaking it, in Darren's opinion, although he understands Snape very well, it does not mean that he can accept Snape's approach.

After ignoring Hermione for another entire lesson, Darren sat in his seat, waiting for the other students to leave, but Snape suddenly asked, "Why don't you leave yet? ”

Hearing Snape's words, the few remaining Slytherin students couldn't help but chuckle.

Seeing that most of the students had left the classroom, Darren replied to Snape, "I just have a question, and I want to ask the professor." ”

"Oh, it's strange that Gryffindor can have problems in their heads. ”

"What I want to ask is, are you a professor at Hogwarts or a professor at Slytherin?"

Hearing Darren's words, Snape's face immediately sank, "What do you mean?"

"I think both Gryffindor and Slytherin are Hogwarts students, so they deserve the same teaching treatment, and as a professor, you can set different teaching goals and requirements, but I want to answer students' questions, it's the most basic thing a teacher teaches, isn't it?"