'Professor Snape, who looks even stranger than he remembers, can't guess what he's thinking. I thought he was angry, but I didn't expect to give me valuable advice. ’

Looking at the back of Snape's departure, Rick sighed inwardly.

Snape stopped abruptly and looked back at Rick with a complicated look in his eyes. Then leave an inexplicable blessing to Rick.

"Professor Graves, hopefully you'll love Hogwarts in a year's time, and be a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor here."

"Thank you, Professor Snape. I believe that in a year's time, I will be a full-fledged Defence Against the Dark Arts professor. ”

Hearing Rick's response, Snape looked blank, snorted, and turned away.

Watching Snape walk out of the cafeteria and disappear into the hallway, Rick resumes his dinner moment.

Snape's last sentence meant, and Rick understood. The senior Potions professor at Hogwarts thought of himself as the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor of the past, the kind of person who resigned after a year.

While it was true that Rick had only agreed with Dumbledore to be a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor for one year, Rick didn't want to admit that he had been cursed by that ethereal curse before leaving.

.......

After dinner, Rick walked out of Hogwarts Castle and lazily walked on the lush lawns, enjoying the stunning view of the sunset.

It wasn't long before he came to a huge thatched-roof and stone-walled house. In a somewhat happy mood, he decided to pay a visit to the owner of the house.

There is a vegetable patch at the back of the house, which has been planted with all kinds of vegetables, and there is a baby pumpkin that has grown under the lush pumpkin leaves.

"It looks a little small, but there's magic in everything." Rick, walking along the gravel road, guesses that this is a pumpkin used on Halloween.

Knock knock!

"Is Mr. Rubeus Hagrid at home?"

He arrived at Hagrid's dwelling, banged the wooden door, and waited for the owner of the house.

As he remembered the sound of a series of ping-pong crashes in the room, Rick felt that he had come at the wrong time.

"You are? Yes! Professor Graves, come in! Come on in! I'm sorry I haven't seen you since the end of the school party. I accidentally forgot about you. ”

At that moment, a figure twice Rick's height opened the wooden door from inside the house. Looking at the "short" strange wizard standing outside his house, Hagrid couldn't remember who he was for a moment. But it soon dawned on him that it was the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, Rick Graves. Hurriedly removing his bloated body and opening his arms to invite Rick into his burrow.

"Thanks, Rubeus. Oh, can I just call you Rubeus, okay? You can just call me Rick. Oh yes. This rich beard of yours is very beautiful! ”

"Haha, Professor Graves can call me Rubeus or Hagrid if he wants."

Rick went to the living room under Hagrid's guidance, and Rick looked around, and it was still clean... Almost, more neat.... It's barely a bit, but it's still very cozy.

At least so far, I haven't seen any dangerous creatures......

"Here, Professor Graves, this is the Butterbeer I just bought yesterday from Hogsmeade's Hogsmeade Village. Special Edition! ”

Hagrid handed Rick a small wooden cup to Rick sitting on the couch, even though it was the smallest in Hagrid's house, it was big enough in Rick's eyes.

"Thanks, Rubeus. I brought a few bottles of good wine from my hometown before I came here, and I'll bring them to you next time. ”

Hagrid actually served beer to his guests, and Rick couldn't help but suspect that Hagrid had more wine than water in his house.

"That's not good, Headmaster Dumbledore won't let me..."

"It's all spirits, no worse than whiskey."

"Thank you so much, Brother Rick!"

The two of them touched their wooden cups lightly and began to taste the butterbeer in the glasses.

"Hiccup~ Nice! Dense and dense with a refreshing and refreshing feeling, it is a good wine! ”

"Haha, the Butterbeer at the Hog's Head Bar is the best Butterbeer here."

Seeing that the new young professor was also a drinking buddy, Hagrid laughed happily, and the laughter caused his body to shake. It was a crushing old couch beneath him, and it creaked and moaned as it gritted its teeth to support Hagrid's anger.

"Ruber, when I first came in, I found a few tree guards in the trees near your house, and it seems that you like magical beasts. I have a dear friend in the U.S. who is very fond of ...... as much as you do."

......

After a few beers, the two of them had already talked about the secrets that Pig's Head Bar and Dumbledore had to tell from the postpartum care of the horned camel. Seeing that it was already twilight outside, Rick began to ask Hagrid for help.

"Rubeus, as the gamekeeper of Hogwarts, do you know where there are idle fields around Hogwarts? No less than the kind of Quidditch pitch. ”

"Brother Rick, you saw the Black Lake when you came here just now, and there is a wasteland on the east side of the Black Lake, south of the school's vegetable garden. It was a huge place, with two Quidditch pitches. ”

In the face of Rick's inquiry, Ruber, who was already a little drunk, replied boldly, not at all curious about what Rick wanted to do with this place.

"That's great, but I remember you said that the east side of the Black Lake is the Forbidden Forest. That... Is this wasteland dangerous? I want to build a dueling arena there. If the dark creatures of the Forbidden Forest escape, it will be very distressing to me. ”

Rick's eyes lit up when he heard that there was an open space, so he hurriedly asked about the specific situation there.

"Hiccup~ It's indeed next to the Forbidden Forest, but the creatures in the Forbidden Forest can't escape. There were no animals there except for a few goblins.

Hiccup~ That wasteland seems to have been held for some kind of competition a long time ago, and it was deliberately free. But then I don't know why the competition wasn't held. But Brother Rick, if you want to use that wasteland to build a dueling arena, you need to get the permission of Headmaster Dumbledore. ”

Hagrid gulped down on his butterbeer, and after telling the details of the wasteland, he didn't forget to remind Rick that he needed to ask Headmaster Dumbledore's opinion.

"Haha, of course! Rupert. ”

"If you want to get rid of those goblins, you can come to me. Yaya likes to help me clean up the goblins in the vegetable garden. It is a good grip on goblins. ”

Hagrid said proudly, pointing to a black-fur Naplerian mastiff sleeping by the fireplace.

"That's great! Rubeus, you're the best friend I've ever met since I arrived at Hogwarts. ”

Although Rick already had the right people in his heart, he didn't want to refuse Hagrid's enthusiasm.

The two clinked glasses again and toasted all the beers in their glasses.

......