Chapter 399: Hagrid Untrusted

What's more, just through their words, just through their little notes, how can they restore their strength. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info even if you can completely follow each other through all your lives, it will eventually have different consequences.

Only in the heart, with the heart of knowledge, walk the thorny road, through the tribulations and journeys that those strong people have experienced. In mind and mind, in sync with the wise. In order to cross the boundaries of time and space, step into the temple of eternity, and walk into the temple of knowledge with physical practice.

Whether it is a sorcerer or a mortal, you need to dig into your inner consciousness and find your inner strength. Only through the power laid in one's own heart can one contain the knowledge of the outside world, and finally grow a tree of strength and a seed of wisdom from one's own heart.

George is walking in this direction all the time.

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As dinner was about to be eaten, Hermione looked annoyed and complained to George, "Hagrid actually said that house-elves are in nature to take care of humans. If he pays them, he insults them, and he himself receives a salary, and in the blink of an eye he turns a blind eye to the suffering of others. ”

She was really a little angry, she thought that Hagrid was just a bad brain, at least her nature was good, and her feelings were there. Unexpectedly, because he himself was stupid, he was discriminated against, and in turn he discriminated against others, and Hagrid really disappointed her today. She didn't want Hagrid to join S.P.E.W anymore.

Ron said calmly, "It's nothing, his tail snails are already three feet long, and they're starting to kill each other." I just hope he doesn't bring them to class, I can't really help him see them. ”

He was also a little desperate to take care of Hagrid, with more than twenty three-foot-long fried tail snails, and even if he had a few more heads, he couldn't take care of them in the magical creature protection class. If something goes wrong, Hagrid deserves to blame.

"Alas!" said Harry, with a sigh, "I found that Hagrid was in love with Madame Maxim, and he began to dress up and wear too much perfume, but he looked much worse than when he wasn't. ”

When I went to see Hagrid today, he surprised everyone. He wore that outdated, ugly, furry suit with a yellow and orange-red checkered striped tie. Because of the excessive hair oil, the hair becomes like soft mud, which makes people uncomfortable to look at.

"Maybe he needs someone his size to talk to. Ron sighed inexplicably.

Harry lowered his voice and said cautiously, "My concern is that he told Lady Maxim about the Triwizard Tournament in advance. ”

"It doesn't seem unusual, it's not the first time he's done it. With a contemptuous look on his face, George said disapprovingly, "The mistake he made was enough for him to die many times, raising eight-eyed giant spiders as a child, and then breeding them throughout the Forbidden Forest." ”

A look of disgust began to appear on George's face, "When he was in his first year, he told Voldemort about the mechanism of the Philosopher's Stone. When you were in second grade, he told you to find the Eight-Eyed Spider. ”

"When he was in third grade, he almost sent himself to Azkaban, and I'm not curious what the mess would be now. I'm curious how he managed to survive the decades ahead. Or is it someone else who has done his job?"

"Alas!" Harry, Hermione, and Ron all sighed. On such a stall, Hagrid, an old urchin in his sixties, but his IQ is not high. I can't say it, I can't teach it, I can't ignore it, I just have endless headaches, headaches.

"Oh, Durmstrang students are here, look. Hermione saw the cadets from the other countries, and they began to walk down the hall as well.

Durmstrang's delegation was walking from the lake toward the hall. Their big stars, Victor Krum and Professor Karkaroff, walked side by side, and the rest of Durmstrang's students followed them.

Ron looked at Krum excitedly, as if to greet him with his eyes. Without squinting, Krum walked into the hall and into the auditorium.

Slowly the students arrived, the auditorium was packed, and the Goblet of Fire was repositioned in front of Dumbledore's seat at the faculty desk.

Fred and Joe had returned from the hospital, and the beards on their chin had been removed.

Everyone returned to their respective college seats and began the dinner.

George had a general understanding of the registration of each student, and in terms of probability, he would be the warrior of the Triwizard Tournament. The biggest ones are likely to come from Gryffindor and Slytherin, two of the most active and honor-loving houses in the school. Most of the excitement and trouble in the school also comes from these two colleges.

As for Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, the combination of nerdy and non-existent is the cornerstone of the stability and prosperity of all schools. But when it comes to hilarity, they are far from being as buzzy as Gryffindor and Slytherin.

Except for Ravenclaw's studies and exams, they show their existence through various high scores, and they are not more high-profile than Hufflepuff on weekdays. A nerd with a book at any time, a fantasist who immerses himself in his own world at any time. Ravenclaw prefers adventures from fantasy to real adventures.

For Hufflepuff, Triwizard Tournament is too dangerous, and they prefer to spend their time on a few simple hobbies they enjoy. They weren't like Gryffindor and Slytherin, who liked to be in the limelight.

The Halloween dinner is just as colorful, with exquisite food, exotic flavors, and an appetizing aroma in the air.

But now, even the most delicious dishes and the most sumptuous dinners are difficult to attract students as usual.

The students were eating their food casually, and at the same time, they looked at the position of the faculty and staff desks from time to time. There was a nervous and anxious look on their faces, and they couldn't wait.

They wanted Dumbledore to finish dinner quickly, waiting for the most exciting news about who would be chosen as the Warrior of the Triwizard Tournament.

Finally, in everyone's anticipation, the golden plate was spotless again. The dinner is over, the atmosphere in the auditorium is starting to rise, and the enthusiasm of the students is also beginning to spread, and it is time to pass.

Dumbledore smiled and stood up, and the Great Hall fell silent. The delegations of the other two countries, Durmstrang and Beauxbatons, also stood up nervously, and even Lady Maxim and Professor Karkaroff, who were standing on either side of Dumbledore, had nervous and anticipatory faces on their faces.

(To be continued.) )