Before Hagrid could say anything, Harry rushed over in a rage and grabbed Roger by the collar, "Look at what you're doing!

Hermione grabbed Harry's arm and said eagerly, "It's not his fault..."

"Why don't you blame him!?Causing a siege by eleven Hippogriffs... Hagrid shouldn't have saved you!You deserve to be torn to shreds!!" The anger that the Savior endured in class was all sprinkled on Roger at this time, ignoring the scolding. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Tearing it to pieces doesn't affect anything..."Roger rolled his eyes and wiped his face lazily: "It's you, even if it's scolding, please stay away from me a little, I remember saying that you have bad breath..."

"You—" Harry was so irritated by Roger's attitude that he was speechless, and his hand clutching his collar erupted.

"Don't do that, Harry—" Hermione looked like she was about to cry, "it's all my fault..."

"Of course you've got your share! Roger has been convulsing all day long, and you don't know how to stop him!? Look at Malfoy's face before he left..."

"No! it's all my fault!" Hermione said desperately, tears already glistening in her eyes, "When I bowed to the Hippogriff, Malfoy's words drew me to look at it, and the monster probably thought I was despising it and wanted to rush up... If Roger hadn't made a move, I would have died right now!"

Suddenly, Harry looked like he had been hit on the head by a sledgehammer, and he looked at Roger and Hermione, who blamed himself, and opened and closed his mouth a few times weakly, but he couldn't even spit out a syllable...

After a few dozen seconds, Harry, with an unnatural face full of shame, muttered an apology: "I'm sorry... I, I'm a fool... I shouldn't be angry with you... I'm so angry..."

"It's really insincere to apologize verbally," Roger picked his fingers, rolled his eyes and glanced at the little savior, and said coldly: "Let's apologize for our sins..."

Harry breathed a sigh of relief when Roger said this, which showed that he wasn't really angry.

Anyway, there will be an opportunity to come back to relieve his anger in the future, and Roger is not in a hurry at this time...

Hermione, however, blamed herself for everything, and now she blames herself.

"Well, I can't blame you for this... Don't cry—" The boy reached out to wipe the tears from Hermione's face.

"Yes, it's all Malfoy's fault!" Harry blurted out.

At that moment, Hagrid sent off the group of Hippogriffs and walked back from the woods.

"Well... Is my class too bad?" As soon as he returned to the hunting grounds, he looked at Roger with his little beetle-like eyes: "Are you so dissatisfied?"

"You'll not believe it, it's the hand that made the first move," Roger said, shrugging his shoulders.

Harry, who felt that he had hurt someone, hurriedly explained to Hagrid what had happened.

Hagrid, who figured out what was going on, groaned sadly, "I'm sorry I misunderstood you... And I have to say thank you... If anything happens to any of you, I'll be miserable for the rest of my life..."

As he spoke, the hunting ground guard grabbed Roger and pulled him over, crunching the boy's bones tightly.

"I thought I could get the first lesson right..."Hagrid still looked frustrated, "Now it seems that I took the plunge, I should have finished the Flober Caterpillar or something, and then let the Hippogriff play..."

"It's all Malfoy's fault, Hagrid!" Harry said sincerely, "If Roger hadn't made a move, Malfoy would have paid the price for what he said!

"If someone had been injured, it would have been much worse than it is now, especially since Malfoy has a father who is a board member. Hermione hit the nail on the head.

Hagrid touched the stubble on his face and groaned, "That's true... Looks like I'd better get some Flober caterpillars for the next lesson..."

Later, the three of them stayed in Hagrid's new cabin for a while before returning to the castle, probably because Hagrid felt guilty about the misunderstanding, and before leaving, rock skin cakes and milk fudge stuffed Roger's arms like they didn't want money, so that his robe was almost gone.

Not only Hagrid, but Harry was also very attentive to Roger and Hermione, pinching his legs, rubbing his shoulders and washing his feet, so that Ginny thought that he was being coerced by Roger again for taking nude photos...

The Weasley twins, who had returned with their sister, also saw this unusual scene.

"Oh my God~ Look! The Table Finisher has finally tamed the Slytherin heirs..."Fred exclaimed, cloaking his cheeks with his hands, as if frightened.

"It's a dead life~ The famous savior lost to the Great Demon King of the Mixed World..."George continued the twin brother's words in the same tone.

"Do you remember the 'heir of Slytherin'?" Roger couldn't help but grin, "But it's just in time, I have a little thing I want to talk to you about." ”

The boy blinked mysteriously and gestured to the empty corner of the lounge.

"I wonder what the Honorable Terminator is doing with the little ones?" the twins followed, joking with Roger.

Roger lowered his voice and raised his eyebrows mysteriously at the twins: "I heard by chance that the Weasley twins, their lifelong dream is to open a magic joke shop... This intrigues me... I would like to ask, how have you been doing lately?"

Fred and George looked at each other in surprise, they didn't expect this junior brother, who was two grades below them, to know such a secret thing.

"It's okay..."George couldn't see through Roger's purpose, so he could only answer vaguely.

"Then I can understand that it is not progressing well?" The boy looked at the confused twins and raised the corners of his mouth: "Although the direction is not quite the same, since we are both outstanding talents who are committed to the cause of mischief, I and the two of you can be regarded as like-minded people..."

Fred stared at Roger as if he had thought of something, "Do you have any plans that you need help with?"

"On the contrary, I'm here to help you..."Roger smiled and stretched out a finger and shook his finger: "It should take a lot of money to invent tricky props, you two should need money now?"

"Money...", the twins looked at each other again, now they were indeed in a state of lack of money, and countless wonderful ideas made the dream of opening a store seem a little distant due to the lack of money to buy enough raw materials to carry out experiments.