To the Forbidden Forest, most Hogwarts students are unfamiliar. Tonight, however, the Forbidden Forest will have the smallest intruder: Professor McGonagall arranges for the students caught that night to go to the Forbidden Forest to help Hagrid on patrol. And Squib Filch will send them to Hagrid.

"Follow me. Filch said, lighting a lamp and leading them out, "I think you're going to have to think twice about breaking the school rules in the future, huh?" He squinted at them and continued: "Oh, yes, if you ask me, I would say that hard work and hardship are the best teachers, and it's a pity that they have abolished the old way of punishing you by the wrists and hanging you from the ceiling for days. I still have those chains in my office, and I often oil them, so maybe they'll come in handy one day, so let's go, but don't try to run away. But if you run away, you will have no good fruit to eat. ”

It seems that this old Squib has been psychologically abused by working at this wizarding school, and now he feels mentally ill. Zhang Feng felt that it was a mistake for Filch to stay at Hogwarts back then.

The moonlight was bright, but clouds kept drifting over and obscuring the moon, plunging them into darkness. They could see the lighted windows in Hagrid's hut. Then they heard a shout in the distance.

"Is that you, Filch? Hurry up, I'm leaving. ”

Harry probably didn't think it was too bad to be with Hagrid, and showed relief on his face. Filch said to him, "You probably thought you'd have some fun with that idiot, think about it, boy—you're going to the Forbidden Forest! ”

Hearing this, Neville couldn't help but snort, and Malfoy stopped abruptly.

"Forbidden Forest?" He continued, his voice far less calm than usual, "We can't go in in the middle of the night - there's everything in there - I've heard werewolves." Neville clutched Harry's sleeve and let out a choked sob.

It was clear that neither Neville nor Malfoy knew where they were going to be punished tonight. Zhang Feng was also in the Transfiguration class today, when he stayed alone to ask Professor McGonagall about his questions, Professor McGonagall told him.

"You're only to blame, aren't you?" Filch said, his voice cheerful, "You should have thought of these werewolves before you got into trouble, didn't you?"

Hagrid strode towards them from the darkness, Tooth and Tooth following. Hagrid carried his massive stone bow and a well-stocked quiver on his shoulder.

"It's almost time," he said, "and I've been waiting for half an hour." How's it going, Harry, Ron?''

"They shouldn't be so polite, Hagrid," Filch said coldly, "after all, they're here to be punished. ”

"That's why you're late, aren't you?" Hagrid frowned at Filch and said, "I've been teaching them, huh? This isn't the place for you to teach people." Your task is accomplished, and from now on I am responsible. ”

"I'll come back at dawn," Filch said, "to clean up their wreckage." He said viciously, and then turned and walked towards the castle, and the lamp staggered and disappeared into the darkness.

Malfoy turned to Hagrid. "I don't go into that forbidden forest. He said.

"What a stupid idea. Zhang Feng thought to himself. Today is the day they will be punished, not as they usually do in class – if it is too dangerous to protest.

"If you still want to stay at Hogwarts, you have to go. Hagrid said mercilessly, "You've done something wrong, and now you have to pay the price." ”

"The work done here is done by servants, not students. I thought we were writing and checking or something. If my dad knew I was doing this, he would-"

Open and close your mouth is my father, and sure enough, he is a child who has not grown up yet!

"—tell you that's what Hogwarts is. Hagrid said roughly, "Write check! What's in it for you? You have to do something useful, or you're going to have to fuck off." If you think your father is willing to let you be expelled, go back to the castle and pack your bags. Let's go!"

Malfoy didn't move. He looked at Hagrid angrily, but then lowered his gaze again.

It seems that Malfoy is not without merit, at least in terms of patience, but he is much better than Mr. Savior. After all, children from aristocratic backgrounds know the truth that those who know the times are the best.