Alchemy professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 118 Pet Agnes
Hagrid has always been fascinated by all kinds of magical animals, and in this he is very similar to Professor Sylvanus Kettleburn.

When he saw the snow-white little guy on Hardy's shoulder, his dark skin revealed a blush.

Hearing that Hagrid called the little guy on his shoulder "Little Beauty", Hardy couldn't help but startled. Could this new pet of his be a female?
"Xixi..." The little guy lay on Hardy's shoulder and stood up curiously.

Hai hurriedly straightened his knotted beard, then bent his broad palm, "Nice to meet you."

"Professor Ollivander, is it... is it your new pet?"

Seeing Hardy nodding, Hagrid looked very excited, "Oh my god, I've never seen such a beautiful snake creature, it's like a work of art, a perfect masterpiece of nature!"

Hagrid almost wanted to use all the compliments he knew on the little guy in front of him, "Can you tell me? What's its name?"

"Hmm... Hagrid, the little guy was born less than an hour ago, and he doesn't have a name yet..." Hardy said.

"Xixi!" At this time, the little guy suddenly rubbed Hardy's cheek, and it seemed to understand the two of them talking about spending money.

"Look! He's so smart, he's begging us for a name!" exclaimed Hagrid excitedly.

"Hagrid, do you have any good suggestions?" Hardy touched the little guy and turned his head to ask.

"Oh, no, I can only come up with something as crude as 'Footh', but it deserves better." Hagrid had an embarrassed smile on his face.

"Wang!"

At this moment, Fang Fang appeared out of nowhere, and bit Hagrid mercilessly.

"Hey! Yaya, what are you doing?" Hagrid cried out in pain, and jumped up on the spot, a row of teeth marks appeared on his legs immediately.

Hardy pursed his lips, and pointed at the aggrieved Fang, "I think, Hagrid, it should be blaming you for not giving it a more special name."

"Wang!"

Yaya stubbornly raised his neck and barked, as if agreeing with Hardy's statement.

Hagrid crouched down, pulled Fang in front of him, and began to explain.

Ya Ya's whole body lay on the ground, with his two front paws resting on his ears.

"Wang~wang~"

It hummed lazily, refusing to accept Hagrid's explanation and apology.

"Xixi...Xixi..." Hardy's eyes flickered as he stroked the little guy's snow-white body with his fingers.

After thinking for seven or eight minutes, he had the answer in his heart, "Agnes..."

"Do you think it's a good name? Latin, meaning purity, elegance and chastity."

Hardy held the opponent in his palm, and the little guy was excitedly chasing his tail in circles.

"Hagrid, Agnes has just been born, I need to help her get something to eat." Hadi walked into Hagrid's hut, and the other party had just coaxed Fang Fang back to normal.

"Agnes!" Hagrid's eyes widened. "It's such a good name, I'll never think of it."

"Hungry Xixi." Agnes lay on Hardy's shoulder, tired from playing, and became listless.

Hagrid patted himself on the chest, immediately lay down on the ground, and pulled out seven or eight wooden barrels from under the messy cabinet.

"It's full of my treasured animal milk and berry juice." He glanced at Yaya who was digging holes in the pumpkin patch. "It was Yaya's childhood favorite."

Hardy put Agnes on the barrel, she shook her head, and finally pushed the cork of the berry juice open.

"Ha! It really knows the goods, and it found the most expensive one here in no time!"

Hagrid carefully poured out a small bowl, but Agnes jumped straight into the barrel.

This scene exceeded Hardy and Hagrid's expectations, and the latter immediately shouted, "It will be drowned!"

With a "bang", Hagrid picked up an ax casually and slammed it on the oak barrel, but no drop of berry juice came out.

"Xixi...full Xixi..."

Along the crack made by the axe, Agnes, with a slightly distended belly, came out wagging her head and crawled onto Hardy's shoulder, sleeping soundly.

"Oh--"

Hagrid raised the empty oak barrel, stared at the crack with a surprised expression, "It's gone, it's all gone, this little guy can really drink."

Unable to resist, he stretched out his fingers and scratched the slightly swollen belly of the opponent, and Hagrid exclaimed, "How does it hold such a small body?"

Hardy was also very surprised by this.

Any magical animal has its own magical talent. Could it be that Agnes, the little guy's ability, is extraordinarily edible?

"Hagrid, it seems that it likes your berry juice. If possible, I would like to ask you to brew some more. I will pay Galleons regularly."

"Please leave this to me," Hagrid patted his chest, and a large amount of dust splashed out of his clothes immediately, "I will let Agnes grow up well."

……

The next day, the little wizards who had gone through the costume dinner still had more to say.

But there is one more thing that attracts their attention even more, and that is the upcoming February 2th, Valentine's Day!
Whether in the corridor or in the auditorium, Valentine's Day is almost always a hot topic among little wizards.

"As long as you fold [-] stars and give them to each other with your own hands, you will fall in love together." A little Hufflepuff witch vowed.

"It's useless. You have to make a wish three times under the meteor. I was once rejected by Charles because I missed one." Another little witch regretted.

"Lilian, don't you think that Charles rejected you because of your strong triceps?"

"Oh, how can you slander my proud figure so viciously?"

"Oh my god, don't fight anymore, don't fight... ah——"

"Why hit me? You hit her, idiot!!!"

In the corridor, a group of junior wizards were hiding in a far corner, watching with gusto.

"What else is more interesting than watching seniors fighting?"

……

Inside the alchemy professor's office.

As Hardy's assistant, Luna officially began to perform her duties.

Hardy waved his wand, causing a pile of homework to fall heavily on the desk.

"Relax, Luna, it's actually not difficult to correct these first-grade homework."

Hardy handed her a cup of yogurt, "The homework for the first grade is mainly about filling in the blanks with nouns and connecting corresponding lines. This is your strong point."

"The homework in the second grade is mostly multiple-choice questions, but it's not difficult," Hardy blinked. "As long as you compare the vertical letter strips with the correct answers, you can tell right from wrong at a glance."

After simple guidance, Luna quickly mastered the skills of correcting homework.

Holding the quill pen with her white fingers and jumping in the air, she actually had a different kind of beauty.

Hardy admired a few words, then sat on the single sofa and began to study the latest alchemy publications.

Soon, a morning passed, and Luna successfully completed the basic work of teaching assistants.

Hardy brought her a new offering from Konditorei und Cafe Buchwald, a Berlin-based pastry shop, a three-story turret-shaped pastry.

"Is there any gain? Luna." Hardy asked with a smile.

She raised her chin slightly, "Correcting homework is a boring and repetitive work, and for professors, it is a waste of their own time."

"However, for me, in such repetitions, it seems that I can deepen my memory and understanding of the basic theory of alchemy."

Nodding his head, Hardy thought to himself that his teaching assistant really did not make a mistake.

She could understand her good intentions in choosing a teaching assistant, instead of suspecting that she did it just for laziness like Professor Snape.

"Five points for Ravenclaw!" he murmured in his heart.

　Thanks to the book friend Shihuang Fan, and the book friend who stole the star's cat for the reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)