Alchemy professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 200 Weeping Hagrid

"I haven't figured out how to deal with the information cube in my hand."

By stretching their ears, Harry and the others finally heard Professor Flitwick's whisper, which made their eyes sparkle immediately.

"Honestly, Granger's performance recently surprised me. She even finished all the self-study for this school year."

Harry and Ron looked at Hermione in surprise, who blinked in surprise, "It's normal, okay?"

Ron curled his lips, "Only you would."

"It seems that Professor Flitwick already has the answer in his heart, doesn't he?" The three little ones heard Professor Ollivander's voice again, and then Hagrid's laughter.

"Oh yes, Granger is fantastic, and Harry," he said, "he's the first student with a hippogriff."

"I hid a Rubik's Information Cube under the enclosure of the hippogriffs. As long as you feed them grass, they will definitely find it."

Harry and Ron were all excited, but Hermione seemed rather calm.

With Professor Ollivander helping her speak, I believe that in the next class, she will be able to get what she wants from Professor Flitwick.

"But there's only one," Ron murmured.

"That's a good idea. It seems that Professor McGonagall has already used this method, hasn't he?" Professor Ollivander's voice came again.

Hermione pricked up her ears immediately, but Ron listened more urgently.

"Your head is sticking out of the newspaper!" Hermione pushed Ron's head down again.

Professor McGonagall was a little surprised, "Oh, Hardy, you know?"

"You turned an information cube into a pencil holder for a Transfiguration classroom."

"Yeah, that's right, I heard Albus mention that you had a very good grade in Transfiguration class, I can't hide it from you."

“Hope Adventure and Wonderland can make children have fun!”

At the suggestion of Professor Flitwick, the four professors toasted together, and the three of Harry also touched the butterbeer in their hands.

"Have a nice day," whispered Ron, grinning.

After talking about the Rubik's Cube, Flitwick and others asked Hardy about Irma Pince.

"Professor McGonagall's news is true, Pince really can't remember the appearance of the arsonist."

"Another Oblivion Master!" Hagrid's words made everyone laugh.

Hardy also smiled, "Next we will visit Courteney Cox, she has just made new achievements in memory magic."

Professor McGonagall snorted unhappily, and seemed to have had a bad past with this Professor Courteney Cox.

The three of Harry wanted to continue listening, but the door of the bar was pushed open again, "Oh, no, it's Malfoy!" Hermione whispered.

She pushed Harry, "We should go, let them see you here, there will be big trouble!"

While Malfoy and others went to the bar to ask for butter beer, the three of Hermione quickly slipped out of the Three Broomsticks.

……

Returning to Hogwarts Castle from Hogsmeade Village, the three of Hermione went to the Transfiguration classroom first, and found the pen holder on the podium.

Pulling her wand out of her wizard robes, Hermione tapped the dusty pen holder to cast the Restoration Charm.

With a snap, an information cube immediately bounced high and fell into her hand.

"This is great!" Ron waved his fist excitedly.

Both Harry and Ron wanted to get to the hippogriff's enclosure, but it was already dark outside.

"We can use Harry's Invisibility Cloak!" said Ron.

"No!" Hermione glared at Ron, "I'm going to find Hagrid for Charms class tomorrow morning, now we're going back, immediately, immediately!"

Ron looked at Harry, who shrugged helplessly.

The next day, Professor Flitwick rewarded Hermione with the first information cube in his hand in front of everyone.

"You didn't see Malfoy's face," Ron laughed as they walked through the hall. "It's like eating a vat of slugs."

They didn't have the mood to go to the auditorium for lunch, and hurried to the hippogriff's enclosure. It took a lot of effort to pull out the information cube from a pile of dung.

"I'm going to throw up," Ron poked at the dark Rubik's Information Cube with a branch, until Hermione wrapped it in a wizard's robe and picked it up after "clean it up".

"In this way, all three of us have the Rubik's Cube," said Hermione, "but we still need to complete the deciphering of the Rubik's Cube."

"Ginny told me that she heard from Luna that the Information Rubik's Cube is a new method of encrypting information." Ron breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the object in his hand had no peculiar smell, "you need to use the knowledge of alchemy to unlock it." .”

"Of course, we have to decipher the serial combination sequence above," Harry said, "I heard Vanessa talk about it in the auditorium, and she hasn't completely deciphered it yet."

This seemed to be good news for Hermione, who seemed quite happy.

At this moment, they suddenly heard Fangfang barking from the direction of Hagrid's cabin.

"What's the matter?" Ron and the three looked at each other.

They walked slowly on the lawn, leaving a shallow furrow in the snow that was as clear as fine powder. The socks and the hem of the cloak were wet and frozen.

Ron knocked on the door, but there was no answer.

"He's not going out?" said Hermione, shivering under her cloak.

Ron put his ear to the door.

"There's a strange sound," he said. "Listen! Is it Fang?"

Harry and Hermione pressed their ears to the door as well, and there were low, throbbing groans from the cabin.

"Do you want to call someone?" Ron asked nervously.

"Hagrid!" Harry yelled, pounding on the door, "Hagrid, are you in there?
There was a sound of heavy footsteps, and the door creaked open.Hagrid stood there, eyes red and swollen, tears patting the front of his leather vest.

"You've all heard?" he growled, throwing his arms around Harry's neck.

Hagrid was at least twice the size of a normal person, and that was no joke.

Harry was almost crushed by Hagrid's weight, but fortunately Ron and Hermione came to the rescue in time, and each took Hagrid's arm and helped him back into the house.

Hagrid was ushered obediently into a chair, flung himself on the table, and wept uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face and dripping into his shaggy beard.

"Hagrid, what's the matter?" Hermione asked in shock.

The day before, he was very happy to drink and chat with Professor Ollivander and the others in the Three Broomsticks bar.

Harry found an official document-like letter spread out on the table.

"What's this, Hagrid?"

Hagrid cries louder, but he pushes the letter towards Harry, who picks it up and reads:

Dear Mr. Hagrid:
Upon further investigation, we accept Professor Dumbledore's assurance that you were not responsible for this regrettable incident regarding the Hippogriff attack on students in your classroom.

"Isn't that all right, Hagrid?" said Ron, patting Hagrid on the shoulder, but Hagrid was still crying, and he waved his giant hand, telling Harry to read on.

But we have to express our concerns about the Hippogriff and we have decided to uphold Mr Lucius Malfoy's formal complaint and refer the case to the Dangerous Animals Committee.

Report to the Commission's London offices with your hippogriff on April 4, the court date.

During this period, the hippogriff should be properly tethered and isolated.

Kind regards...

The following is a list of school board members.

"Oh," said Ron, "but you said Buckbeak wasn't a bad hippogriff, Hagrid, and I'm sure he'll be all right."

"You don't know the guys from the Dangerous Animals Committee," Hagrid choked up, wiping his eyes with his sleeve, "they're all about funny animals!"

There was a sudden noise in the corner of Hagrid's cabin, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione turned quickly.

Buckbeak the Hippogriff lay in a corner of the room, chewing something bloody loudly, and the blood flowed all over the floor.

"I can't tether it out in the snow!" Hagrid choked out, "Alone, at Christmas!"

Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other.

They never quite agreed with Hagrid on what he called "interesting animals" that others would call "scary monsters."

However, Buckbeak doesn't appear to be particularly dangerous, and is actually quite cute by Hagrid's usual standards.

"You must prepare a strong defense, Hagrid." Hermione sat down and put her hand on Hagrid's thick arm. "I believe you can prove that Buckbeak is safe."

"It's no use!" sobbed Hagrid. "The devils on the Disposal Committee, they're all at the behest of Lucius Malfoy! They're all afraid of him! If I lose the case, Buckbeak—"

Hagrid quickly scratched his throat with his fingers, uttered a trombone, and fell back on the table, face buried in his arms.

"What did Dumbledore say, Hagrid?" said Harry.

"He's already done too much for me," whimpered Hagrid, "and he's got enough on his hands to keep the Dementors out of the castle, and Sirius is hiding nearby—"

Ron and Hermione glanced at Harry immediately, and the three of them could fully understand Hagrid's mood.

(End of this chapter)