Harry spotted Hagrid's pink umbrella leaning against the back wall of the cabin. Harry had reason to believe that the umbrella was anything but ordinary. In fact, he was suspicious that Hagrid's old wand from school was hidden in an umbrella. Hagrid could not use magic. He was expelled from Hogwarts when he was in his third year, but Harry never figured out what he was doing. At the mention of this, Hagrid cleared his throat loudly and mysteriously feigned deafness until the subject changed.

"It's a swell spell, right?" Hermione was a little unimpressed, but she found it very funny, "Oh, you did a great job. ”

"That's what your little sister said, too." Hagrid nodded at Ron and said, "I just saw her yesterday." Hagrid glanced at Harry, his beard shaking. She said to walk around and take a look, and I think she probably wanted to meet someone in my house. He winked at Harry. If you want me to say that she won't refuse a signature—"

"Oops, don't talk nonsense." Harry snapped. Ron burst out laughing.

"It's not early, Hagrid, it's almost noon, and we're going back for lunch." Augustus reminded the three Harry.

"yes, only a little bit of milk sugar, and now that I don't have any stock in my stomach, we're going to go Hagrid." Harry nodded to Hagrid, and the four of them turned and left Hagrid's hut.

"Come back often in the future, you're always welcome here." Hagrid waved at them, then turned back to continue handling his pumpkin.

The four of them began to walk in the direction of the castle, and as soon as they stepped into the shady foyer, a voice rang out. "You're back, Potter and Weasley," Professor McGonagall walked towards them with a straight face, "you two stay for the night." "''What are we going to do, teacher?'' Ron asked, holding back a hiccup nervously. "You go and help Mr. Filch wipe the silverware in the prize showroom," Professor McGonagall said, "and don't use magic, Weasley—all by hand." Ron gasped. Filch, the janitor, is the one that all students hate.

"Potter, you go and help Professor Lockhart reply to his admirers." Professor McGonagall said.

"Ah, no, I'm going to wipe the prize too?" Harry begged in despair.

"Of course not," Professor McGonagall raised an eyebrow, "Professor Lockhart wants you by name." Remember, eight o'clock in the evening. ”

Harry and Ron walked into the Great Hall dejectedly, Hermione following with a look on her face that said, "You did break the school rules." ”

Augustus walks to the Slytherin table, and Malfoy is bragging to his two henchmen about how he turned Ron into a slug.

"Mr. Augustus, are you back? Ron is out of business. Malfoy saw Augustus coming, and quickly got up and let him sit next to him.

"It's no big deal." Augustus glanced at the mashed potatoes on the table and replied nonchalantly.

"Yo, when did Malfoy start to care about Weasley, don't you know each other? You've developed some kind of unspeakable affection for him. Lillian didn't know where the trick came from, and it seemed to be her instinct to flirt with Malfoy.

"Don't talk nonsense, caring for your classmates has always been our traditional Slytherin virtue, and I'm carrying it forward, you don't understand." Malfoy pursed his lips disdainfully, a sense of sacredness on his face.

"Come on, being a Slytherin really wronged you, I think you should go to Hufflepuff to use your talents and virtues." Lillian had a malicious smile on her face.

Malfoy knew that he couldn't tell Lillian, so he simply kept his head down in his meal, and spent all his time dealing with mashed potatoes and roast chicken.

"That's right, in my opinion, the best place for Draco is indeed Hufflepuff." Not far away, a rebellious voice rang out, and Malfoy looked up to see Loki walking towards them.

"Who should I be, it turned out to be our hidden elder, how can I take time out of my busy schedule today to come and see us, I'm really flattered." Malfoy looked incredulously frightened.

"Mr. Augustus, there is no class this afternoon, can you guide me." Loki didn't pay any attention to Malfoy at all, just looked at Augustus.

As if a punch had been punched in the air, Malfoy's face flushed and he muttered, "I'm going too, Mr. Augustus, you can't favor one over the other." ”

"And me, how can such a good thing be without me." Lillian had a rightful look on her face.

Augustus glanced at the three of them and nodded, "Since the three of you are so interested, then at this time of the week, in the afternoon, meet in the Slytherin common room, I will take you to a special venue and take time out to guide you, but then again, if anyone can't hold on and quit halfway, don't expect to join in again." ”

Loki didn't seem to expect two more companions, and glanced at the two of them haughtily: "I hope you are not the one who quits halfway, but according to your normality, I think it's quite hanging." With that, he turned and left the table.

"Cut, megalomaniac, I'd like to see who can't hold on." A flash of anger flashed in Lillian's eyes.

"Don't worry about him, people don't look down on us at all, genius, how can you look down on us ordinary people." Malfoy lazily wiped his mouth and said disdainfully.

After finishing the meal, Augustus returned to the dormitory, on the windowsill, the pure white Hai Dongqing seemed to have hunted some small animals eating, Augustus walked to the window, gently stroked its feathers, Hai Dongqing let out a burst of enjoyment of the chirp.

It's been a long time since he has taught others, in his last life, he had already become the dean of the Academy of Magic when he was very young, and it was a long time ago for him to teach others as a teacher, and Augustus was still very confident in the three people who were going to be instructed in the afternoon.

Loki, a genius boy, has mastered many spells that no adult wizard has mastered at a young age, has a huge reserve of magic power that most people can't reach, and the most important wisdom of a mage, the eye to judge the situation, and the judgment of the battlefield on the spot, if in the other world of the previous life, such a genius boy can at least reach the realm of pseudo-legends. As for Malfoy and Lilian, they are both very perceptive talents, with a good understanding of magic and a good perception of spells. Of course, if it comes to the inheritance of theoretical magic, Lilian's receptivity is still a few points stronger than Malfoy's, this is the natural advantage of girls' carefulness, but if it comes to real magic battles, Malfoy is naturally more talented than Lillian, and the boys' natural combat advantage is here.

For these three teenagers, Augustus, who has always loved talents, is still more optimistic, and hopes that the three of them can bring Augustus some unexpected surprises in the next training.