Chapter 210: Hagrid, It's Time for You to Have a Snack!
After eating, Alan ran into the three Harry at the door, and it looked like they were waiting for him here.
"Alan, we want to go see Hagrid, something unpleasant happened today, you've heard about it. Are you going?" Hermione spoke quickly, in one breath.
"All I know is that Malfoy was injured in Hagrid's class, I don't know exactly what to do. ”
Alan looked at three pairs of anxious eyes and said, "I'll go with you." ”
"Is it okay with Harry, though?" Alan glanced at Harry.
Hermione glanced at Harry knowingly, obviously agreeing with Alan's idea, "Harry, I think you should stay, we'll tell you everything when we get back, after all-"
"I can walk through the field," Harry said bluntly, "Sirius Black can't get through the Dementors here, can he?"
"Well, since you're insisting!" Alan glanced at his watch, "If we speed up, we can have a good chat with him, it's pretty early......"
The four of them hurried to the gate, arguing fiercely as they went.
"Ron, you shouldn't have provoked Malfoy today!" Hermione said dissatisfied.
"Do you want to let Malfoy insult Hagrid?" Harry said in defense of Ron, "he calls Hagrid a stupid big man, a stupid person. Hagrid is now—a professor!"
Harry roared as he scurried.
Hermione's eyes turned red in shock from his sudden rage.
"Harry, it's not Hermione's fault. Alan hurriedly eased the atmosphere and played a round for the three little wizards.
"Can anyone tell me what's going on, though?" Alan didn't want to listen to their pointless bickering anymore.
"From the moment he got the textbook out, Malfoy was looking for trouble with Hagrid. The clerk told everyone how to open the "Monster Book of Monsters", but he pretended to know nothing and mocked Hagrid. ”
Harry realized his gaffe, calmed down, and started from the beginning.
"Hagrid had prepared a Hippogriff, but at your persuasion, he replaced it with a pretty fairy. The girls loved it, but Malfoy laughed at Hadeh for being a big silly guy on the outside, and a sissy on the inside!" Hermione said, clenching her fists angrily.
"So you guys got into a fight?" Alan guessed.
"No, actually, we made a bet. Harry smuttered.
"Yes, a foolish bet. Hermione's tone was sharp.
Alan thought that Harry would refute, but unexpectedly, Harry walked with his head down and did not make a sound.
Seeing this, Hermione's tone softened a little, "Of course, Harry can't be blamed entirely on this. If Ron hadn't scolded Malfoy for being a coward, they wouldn't have challenged Buckbeak. ”
"Was it Ron's offer?" Alan asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I just called him a coward, and he taunted Harry about Harry fainting on the train. ”
Ron didn't think he had gone overboard, and Malfoy's words were ugly.
"So you're going to bet on Buckbeak to see who can ride on its back, and worst of all, Hagrid is teaching you how to deal with it!" Hermione said angrily.
Hearing this, Alan was very disappointed.
He had made it clear to Hagrid that some animals were not tamed by a third-year wizard, but he still let Harry and Malfoy approach Buckbeak unimpressedly.
It's time for Hagrid to grow up!
"Actually, Harry did a great job! I bet Malfoy wouldn't have even thought about riding it if Harry hadn't successfully ridden Buckbeak. He just wanted Harry to break his neck. Ron argued.
Alan believed that what he said was true.
With Malfoy's shrewdness, he would never have been the first to try to tame the Hippogriff.
"I'm lucky I didn't break Harry's neck!" Hermione said unceremoniously.
"Malfoy is too stupid to provoke Buckbeak and call it an ugly beast!
Ron and Hermione are now pinpoint-to-needle, and neither will let anyone.
Harry, on the other hand, was caught between the two friends with a worried face.
In addition to Malfoy's injury, Ron and Hermione have already quarreled four times in just two days due to the fact that their pets can't get along with each other.
The four men walked quickly through the wet grass as they came to Hagrid's hut, knocked on the door, and a voice grossly shouted, "Come in." ”
Hagrid sat at a cleanly scrubbed wooden table in his shirt, his hound Toothtooth resting his head on his lap.
They could tell at a glance that Hagrid had drunk a lot of wine, and that there was a pewter goblet the size of a bucket in front of him, and that his eyes seemed to be blurry, and he managed to see them clearly.
"It's probably a record-breaker," he said with a smug voice after recognizing them, "and there has probably never been a teacher who has taught only one day before." ”
"I'm to blame for this!" Ron said guiltily.
"And me, if only I had ignored Malfoy!" Harry lowered his head.
"You're not fired, Hagrid!" Hermione gasped in surprise without blaming Harry and Ron.
"Not yet," Hagrid said pitifully, taking another sip of the contents of the big glass, "but it's only a matter of time, isn't it, Malfoy......"
"How's he doing?" Ron asked as they all sat down, "isn't that bad?"
"Madam Pomfrey did her best to heal him," Hagrid said sullenly, "but he still said it was in terrible pain...... Wrapped in bandages...... Hum chirp ......"
"He's pretending," Harry said at once, "Madam Pomfrey can heal any injury." Last year, she regrew half of Lockhart's bones. Malfoy was trying to make a big deal out of it. ”
"Needless to say, the school trustees must have known about it," Hagrid said sadly, "and they blamed me for not keeping the teaching environment safe...... If I had remembered Alan's words at the time, and had been more cautious, this would not have happened. ”
"Malfoy deserves it, Hagrid!" Hermione said sincerely.
"We are all witnesses," said Harry, "and you said that if you offended the Hippogriff, it would attack. Who told Malfoy himself not to listen carefully. We're going to tell Dumbledore about the situation. ”
"yes, don't worry, Hagrid, we'll all have your back. Ron said.
"Cheer up, Hagrid, we're all looking forward to your magical creature conservation class tomorrow!"
Alan thinks the best way to cheer up a frustrated person is to find something to do for him.
Tears flowed from the crow's feet in Hagrid's small dark eyes, "Oh, Alan!