At about three o'clock and five o'clock, they left the courtyard of the castle and walked through the fields to the outside. Hagrid, as a ranger of the Forbidden Forest, was a kind of guard, and naturally lived in a small cabin on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, with a large stone bow and a pair of rubber galoshes in front of a thick gate three or four people high.

"Wow! So handsome~" In fact, basically every boy will be more or less interested in this violent tool, Brandi stepped forward and gestured, the bowstring of this bow is made of some biological tendons, the bowstring alone is enough to be the thickness of his little thumb, not so much for archery, but for shooting short guns. He also wanted to make a handsome gesture that would hold the bow like a full moon, but the bowstring did not move at all, and he was even a little ashamed to find that even if he wanted to lift the bow, he had to use his own strength.

"Don't bother, Brandy." Harry looked at him with some amusement and said, "Where is Hagrid's stuff that you can easily use?" Remember the last time I told you it was Hagrid who took me to Diagon Alley? When we sailed to London that day, he was afraid that I would catch a cold and wanted to put on my coat, but the coat almost crushed me! ”

Brandi lowered the bow when he heard this, and he thought about it, but finally didn't tell Harry about the chocolate-smelling cockroach pile in his coat.

"Then I knocked on the door?"

As Brandy knocked on the door, they heard a nervous struggle and a few muffled barks coming from inside the house. Then came Hagrid's voice, "Back off, tooth, back off." ”

When the door opened, the three of them jumped back in unison, because from the crack in the door came a salivating dog's mouth, and a huge dog was struggling to pounce on the three of them from the inside, and Hagrid was behind, firmly grasping the collar of the big dog.

"Yaya, don't move, it's your own person."

Hagrid let them in. There is only one room in the chalet. Air-dried ham and chicken hung upside down from the ceiling, and a brazier in the fireplace boiled water from a copper kettle the size of a child's bathtub, making a swishing steam. In the corner was a large bed made of rags. Brandi felt some sympathy for him, though in a way Hagrid's size didn't really have the place to buy him a three-piece bed suit......

This year's Christmas present, Hagrid made a set of bedding. Brandi thought so, silently admiring his wit.

"You can treat it like your own home, and you're not welcome at all." Hagrid said, whispering a few words in the ear of the big dog who was called Toothtooth, and then letting Tooth go. Tooth immediately lunged down at the panicked Ron and licked his ears.

"Oh! Help me...... Yes? No, no, damn it, don't lick me! Oh, my God! I washed my face in the morning! ”

Brandi and Harry looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders in unison, like Hagrid, and the teeth were clearly not as fierce as he looked.

"This is Ron, Ron Weasley." Harry said to Hagrid. Hagrid was busy pouring boiling water into a teapot the size of a fan, and placing something that looked like a stone on his plate. Brown stones were thrown on the dinner plate with a tinkling sound, "Oh? So it's another little brother of the Weasleys, right? Hagrid said, glancing at Ron's freckled face.

"Don't follow your brothers, I've spent most of my life trying to get them out of the Forbidden Forest, and my hair is turning gray. Oh, Brandi doesn't need to be introduced, I'm familiar with him. ”

He winked at Brandi and handed over the plate.

"Oh, no Hagrid...... I can't eat it yet. Brandi held the large teacup in both hands, and it felt like he was carrying a basin of washing water. He wondered for a moment how he could leave politely and properly without forcing himself to finish the large pot of tea, which seemed to be at least a liter.

Then he saw Harry and Ron reach out to the plate of rockery.

…… No. He closed his eyes in pain.

"I made my own dim sum, rock skin cake~ In fact, this is my self-confidence." Hagrid watched happily as Harry and Ron hesitantly took the snack, as if their proud work had been recognized. "Anyway, it's a little hard, you can try it with tea. But if you have faith in your teeth...... he said, he picked up a pebble-sized rock crust cake, threw it into his mouth, and chewed it.

It sounded like steel bars that had been put into a large shredder......

Harry and Ron stared at each other in despair, they had obviously begun to regret it, but they were still embarrassed to put it back down in the face of Hagrid's expectant sparkling eyes, so they trembled and stuffed the rock skin cake into the teapot, and saw that it seemed to have absorbed enough water, and then bit down as if it were dead.

"Quack!"

This must be a cheap hand, and looking at their sad faces, you can know that even if it is soaked in water, the hardness is definitely as ferocious as its name...... Harry and Ron had to pretend to be very fond of food, and told Hagrid about the past few days of class. Tooth rested his head on Harry's lap, saliva soaking a large soaking his robe.

It was still a pleasure to talk to Hagrid, he always knew something odd, and the more dangerous he was, the more he knew...... He told the three Brandi about what appeared to be extinct griffins, about a sea monster as tall as a building, and about how he fought a car-sized sand scorpion while traveling in the Sahara Desert as a young man.

"You'd really want to try the sand scorpion meat if you have the chance," Hagrid licked his lips, apparently remembering the deliciousness. "Hey, really! The sand scorpion meat was really amazing, especially its big claws, I remember eating the whole one in one go, but the toxicity was a little unfriendly, and I had a low-grade fever all afternoon after eating. After that, I gave the rest to an African wizard tribe, and by the way, the chief gave me a necklace made of snake teeth, but I forgot where I put it. ”

When they talked about the theft of Gringotts, Harry's face suddenly turned unpleasant, and he remembered that the day of the Gringotts break-in happened to be his birthday, and maybe Harry and they were there when it was stolen. Brandi noticed that Hagrid didn't dare to look Harry in the eye. He just snorted casually and gave Harry another piece of rock skin, and Harry's face turned green immediately.

As Brandy, Harry, and Ron walked back to the castle for dinner, their pockets were heavily filled with the kind of rock called rock crust cake, and out of politeness, they were embarrassed to refuse. On the way back, Harry said to Brandi and the others in an uncharacteristically solemn manner, "The underground vault that was searched by the intruders was actually taken by me and Hagrid earlier in the day. And there is only one small bag in Vault 713, and if taking that dirty little bag means withdrawing it out, then Hagrid has already withdrawn all of Vault 713. Is that dirty little bag what the intruder is looking for......"

Brandi looked lazy, anyway, it has nothing to do with me, I don't care about him...... "Harry, don't be so nervous, it doesn't have to be the 713 vault, besides, what can be of value in a small bag, you better think about your Transfiguration paper!" ”

"Oh~Damn, let me forget about it~" Harry remembered that he still had four feet of paper to write, and immediately forgot about the Gringotts theft......

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For the next week or so, Brandi lived in dire straits.

First of all, the Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall herself knew about the confiscation of Brandy's wand, so in the two Transfiguration classes this week, Brandy was generously given the privilege of not having to practice in the two Transfiguration classes of Professor McGonagall, and now he only needs to flip through the books in class in the eyes of envy and hatred, and prepare for his Transfiguration homework after class.

But the consequence of this was that Brandi was apparently inadvertently isolated, and while everyone had a heated discussion about how to turn stones into seals, Brandi sat alone at the square table in the corner, boredly flipping through the pages. Hermione had come over and asked if Miss Ben would like to take you with her, and Petyer, Harry, and Ron would not refuse to pull Brandi closer to their respective groups of two or three. But first, it doesn't do much except to watch from the sidelines, and second, it will bring secondary damage to Brandi's glass heart......

So he simply didn't see it out of his mind, and he also rejected Hermione's application to form a team with a 'bad attitude'. Hermione was so angry that she was about to roll up her sleeves and fight with Brandy.

But Transfiguration is okay, at least everyone's progress is slow, and the Charms class is a big problem.

Professor Flitwick apparently had no idea that Brandi couldn't use other people's wands, and he was very enthusiastic about helping Brandi find a dozen wands of all kinds, a few of which were popular from a hundred or two hundred years ago. The end of the staff handle is also tied with a red tassel, which resembles the sword held by the honor guard at the front of the parade. He said that he had dug it out of the office of Dean Ravenclaw, and that they were all high-end goods that had been around for years.

"I actually like this one, the gems on it are shining, and they may be able to dazzle the eyes of the enemy when fighting." Flitwick joked with a wand with a red crystal the size of a ping-pong ball on the head. I don't know if it was popular at that time, but the crystal was specially polished into a six-pointed star of blingbling.

That's right...... It is also used as a moving target with a taunt trait and is beaten into a sieve. Brando endured it for a long time, and finally didn't choose to spit out the groove in his mouth.

The problem came when they started practicing the mantras.

No matter how much Brandi tried to communicate with the wand in his hand, his magic could not be channeled into the wand, as if he had been deliberately excluded from the wand. In such a situation, he could only hold a burning stick and silently practice chanting and gesturing while expressing absolute resentment towards Professor Flitwick, who had taught three practical spells succinctly and efficiently in one lesson. Especially the latter announced with a smile...... There will be a practice test next week, and the results of the test will be counted in the evaluation of the due grades.

So, after a week of perseverance, Brandy, who couldn't stand it anymore, went to Professor McGonagall's office alone in the break room between the end of astronomy class, and the latter was unhurriedly correcting the metamorphosis papers of the freshmen with a cup of black tea.

"Professor McGonagall ......," he said

She raised her head slightly, the lenses of her eyes reflecting a sharp light in the fireplace fire.

"Don't worry, we've done a preliminary check of your wand, including the Triggering Curse, the Death Curse, the Witch Doctor's Curse, the Corrosion, and the Sonic Trap Array of Patterns...... I haven't seen anything wrong yet. ”

"Great, Professor! Then I'......" Brandi's eyes lit up with hope.

"No, no, that's not going to work, Mr. Barton." The light dimmed quickly.

"We still don't know exactly why this wand would try to drain a person's magic, I even tried it with Professor Flitwick, but it seems to recognize your magic, even after we've exhausted all sorts of Cracking and Confusion Charms. There's no way to channel magic into the wand. We have applied to Professor Dumbledore this evening, Mr. Barton. ”

Professor McGonagall took a sip of black tea, and the iceberg's face, which had not changed for thousands of years, actually showed a little apology.

"We request that your wand be disassembled...... At this point, the Headmaster is probably breaking the protective charm that the Ollivanders have blessed on your wand. But don't worry...... After a while, we will confirm that there is no problem, and we will naturally reassemble it and return it to you. I'm not so sure about the functionality, but I can assure you that at least you never see that it's ever been torn down. If you're not satisfied...... We will also be happy to help you replace the wick again. ”

"No need!"

Brandi interrupted her, and Professor McGonagall looked stunned. Brandi took a deep breath and resisted the mist that was pouring out of his eyes. He got up from his chair and spoke to her firmly.

"It admitted me, Professor, at the time at Ollivanders' shop, I tried almost every wand for sale, but none of them wanted to approve of me! I almost didn't think I had a chance to be a wizard, and then Ollivander handed me the wand and said it was a failure, maybe he was right, this wand had this flaw, but it didn't matter, I couldn't keep it too! In this way, we were destined to be a natural partner from the start! He fixed his eyes on Professor McGonagall, "Now it's time for me to take responsibility for protecting my partner, Professor McGonagall, please tell me how to get to the Headmaster's office, and I'll go to Professor Dumbledore to explain this." ”

Professor McGonagall looked into Brandy's eyes, and she burst into laughter.

"Since you say so, on the eighth floor, Mr. Barton. Behind the two stone beasts, the password is 'Barley Tea'...... Good luck~"