Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 267 Hagrid Is In Love

"But Dobby couldn't be happier that Harry had freed him!" said Hermione, "and we've heard he's asking for his wages now!"

"Yeah, there's always going to be some freaks." Hera nodded, but the subject changed abruptly, "Then you see it's got a job? It's not going to end up on the streets, is it? No wizarding family would like a house-elf asking for wages."

Hagrid nodded cooperatively. "We don't deny that there are a few eccentric elves willing to be free, but you'll never be able to convince most elves to fight for freedom—really, it's impossible, Hermione."

Hermione looked very annoyed, not to mention Harry and Ron, they were both downright stupid, but in her opinion, Hera and Hagrid, who were the most sensible, had the same attitude.She slipped the box containing the SPEW badge into the pocket of her cloak.

It was getting dark, but it was only around four o'clock. Hera wanted to wait until the three little wizards had left. He asked Hagrid what the first project was—obviously Hagrid knew it well.But what he didn't expect was that the little wizard stayed until about 05:30, and the Halloween dinner in the castle was about to start.

Of course, there is the more important announcement ceremony of the school warrior.

Hera could only leave Hagrid's cabin with the three little wizards resentfully. He made up his mind to get the first item out of Hagrid's mouth, or...
It's not bad to let little Barty come, at least it will save himself trouble.

Just as they were about to leave, Ron suddenly pointed out the window, "Look! What's that?"

Hagrid straightened up sharply, and turned around, his cheeks flushed brighter than the rune horse's ass.Hera stood up cautiously so that Hagrid wouldn't see her. She secretly looked out the window and saw Madame Maxime and Beauxbaton's students just getting out of the carriage, apparently preparing to attend the banquet.

"Ah! Madame Maxime, she is really an elegant lady." Hera immediately understood the purpose of Hagrid's weird behavior today. It turned out that he was in love!
In other words, Hagrid just fell in love with Madam Maxime unilaterally.

Hagrid ignored Hera, however, as he plodded out of the hut, washing his face furiously in the bucket outside.Then, he walked in front of Madam Maxim. Hera couldn't hear what they were saying, but when Hagrid talked with Madam Maxim, his expression was fascinated and his eyes were foggy. Hera had never seen this kind of expression, even when Norbert broke his shell.

"Well, it seems that I won't be needed anymore, as long as Mrs. Maxime comes from Hagrid, that's enough." Hera squinted her eyes and murmured.

Harry turned his head suspiciously, "Sorry, what did you just say?"

"It's nothing, I just think it's funny that Hagrid is in love." Hera walked over with a haha, and gave Harry a deep look.

Ready to hoist the Triwizard Tournament trophy?
Ready for Voldemort's comeback?
It's okay, I'm ready.

Hera stood up, straightened her wrinkled cloak, and quickly walked out of Hagrid's cabin. He could tell that they were going back to the castle.

"Madam Maxim, nice to meet you." Hera greeted Madam Maxim with a smile.

Madam Maxim seemed to have just discovered Hera, "Oh, Hera, we are planning to go back to the castle for a dinner party, and go back together?"

"It's an honor, I wonder how you get along with my friend Hagrid?" Hera said with a smile. He patted Hagrid's suit jacket, but it kicked up a cloud of dust.

"He's such a good friend, isn't he? I mean he has enough physical strength to take care of my rune horse." Madam Maxime covered her mouth with a chuckle, and glanced at Hagrid secretly.

To be honest, if Hera didn't know that it was impossible for the two of them to be together, it would be impossible for Mrs. Maxim to look at Hagrid. He might really have mistakenly thought that Mrs. Maxim was also interested in Hagrid.

Poor Hagrid, his "first love" was probably using him.

For this, Hera didn't feel sorry at all, anyway, it wasn't herself who lied to him.

They walked across the field together towards the castle. Hagrid and Madame Maxime deliberately slowed down so that Hera would not have to trot to catch up with them. This also made Beauxbaton's students heave a sigh of relief—they followed behind the three of them.

When they reached the stone steps, Durmstrang's delegation was walking from the lake towards the castle. Krum and Karkaroff walked in front side by side, and the other Durmstrang students followed sparsely.

"Karkaroff's temper is still as bad as ever." Mrs. Maxim commented on Karkaroff implicitly. As an elegant lady, her ladylike etiquette requires her not to spit lotus flowers at the mouth.

"I heard that he used to be a follower of You-Know-Who?" Hagrid muttered, which made Madam Maxime and Hera glance at him in embarrassment, and then turned to other places in unison.

"It seems so, many years have passed, hasn't it?" Hera blinked and changed the subject.

Hagrid's face, which had just relieved a little, immediately flushed again, "Of course, what I mean is—we should be more vigilant."

As if feeling that he had said the wrong thing, Hagrid was pulling his hair in great distress.Well, it's not just a disaster, it's as bad as an asteroid hitting the earth.

Madame Maxime pursed her lips, not intending to speak. When they entered the candlelit auditorium, it was almost full of people.The Goblet of Fire had been moved, and it was now in front of Dumbledore's empty chair on the staff table.

Hera and others hurried to their seats on the guest table, and Penello had already been waiting there early.

"Where did you go? I asked many people, but none of them saw you."

As soon as Hera took his seat, Penello tugged on his cuff and asked in a low voice.

"You can't believe it, Hagrid is in love." Hera was only halfway through her excited words, and Madam Maxim's eyes came over, and the two of them just stared blankly.

Penelope also knew who Hagrid fell in love with, even though Hera had only half spoken.

"I think there are some things that don't need to be known to everyone. Are you right, Hera." Madam Maxim picked up the teacup in front of her and said calmly, her murderous eyes never leaving Hera's face.It's just that the roots of her ears became red and hot without knowing when.

"Of course, of course." Hera didn't expect Madam Maxim's ears to be so sharp that she could hear him and Penello whispering.

"So."

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