Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 276 Fire dragons are more worthy of protection than elves!

The Three Broomsticks was packed with people, mostly Hogwarts students, enjoying their afternoon of freedom.However, there are also many people from the magical world who are rarely seen elsewhere. Since the arrest of Sirius Black, the Three Broomsticks have finally returned to their former bustle.

Hogsmeade is definitely the only pure wizarding village in England, a safe haven for banshees and the like, because they are far less adept at disguising themselves than wizards.

Hera went to buy drinks for the three of them, while Harry and Hermione searched for an empty table in the Three Broomsticks. Fortunately, they finally found a table in the corner and sat down.

After a while, Hera came back. Holding three glasses of butter beer, it was very difficult for him to pass through the crowded crowd. Fortunately, he was relatively strong, so he managed to squeeze through.

Hera slipped a cup of butterbeer to Harry from under the cloak.

"I'm such a fool that I promised Harry to come out with him. You don't even know that they thought I was crazy when they saw me on the way, talking to myself." Hermione complained in a low voice, "It's a good thing I brought some work with me."

"No one will ever question your wisdom." Hera took a big sip of the butter beer, it was still as sweet and greasy as in memory, delicious!
"I just find it irritating." Hermione scratched her hair as she pulled out a notebook with a list of SPEW members.Hera wanted to look at it curiously, but when she saw the word SPEW on the top, she immediately fell silent, and at the same time silently looked away. He didn't want to add some "vomiting"?
The pitifully short list on the notebook had Harry and Ron's names at the top and then nothing.

"By the way, maybe I should recruit some villagers into SPEW," said Hermione thoughtfully, looking around the tavern.

Hera was glad that Hermione gave up the idea of ​​pulling him into Vomit, which saved him a lot of trouble - he needed to figure out how to tell Harry the content of the first project in a way that was not mentally retarded.Although Hermione hadn't given up on her naive thoughts, Harry was still trying to convince her.

"Hermione, do you have to be on the mic to give up this SPEW thing?" Harry said, taking a swig of butterbeer under the cloak.

Hera thought of several cryptic ways to tell Harry that the first item was a dragon, but soon, he gave up this idea—Harry's little head would only think that he was crazy, and would not think about the first item at all.

"When the house-elves get decent wages and decent working conditions!" Hermione said in a low voice, "I think I should take some more direct action. I don't know how to get into the school kitchen."

"Hermione, have you ever thought about improving the situation of the fire dragon?" Hera rubbed her chin and said, his words directly made Harry and Hermione's eyes drop. "The living environment of fire dragons is decreasing day by day. They could soar freely in the sky, but because of the actions of wizards and Muggles, they have to be imprisoned in the dragon training ground. They are forced to donate their bodies as potion materials. They are much worse than house elves."

"Oh, but it's different," Hermione stammered.

"What's the difference?" Hera raised her eyebrows, "Harry, if you were to face a fire dragon, what would you do?"

Harry and Hermione fell into deep thought. After a long time, Harry said in a trembling voice, "Escape?"

"Dragons are far more dangerous than house-elves, and they need to be kept under control," Hermione retorted, looking up.

Hera shook her head, "You know that the goblin rebellion happened in this tavern in 1612. I don't think you don't remember it? Goblins are safe? This is really a joke. They can cast spells without wands, and they can ignore the anti-apparition spell. Even without wands, their abilities are still stronger than quite a few wizards."

Hermione's mouth opened, but nothing came out in the end, she didn't know how to refute.

Harry laughed out loud, "As I said earlier, you can't help but worry about the living conditions of the house-elves."

Hermione snorted coldly as she continued to look down at her notebook.Hermione was lost in thought, and Hera was sipping his butterbeer while looking at the people in the tavern, thinking about how to hint Harry cryptically, while keeping him guessing.

"Look, Hagrid!" said Harry.

The back of Hagrid's huge, disheveled head loomed in the crowd—thankfully, he'd finally given up on the twin ponytails.Hera wondered, why didn't she see Hagrid's size just now?

With Hagrid's existence, everything becomes very easy - let Hagrid's big mouth speak out, even if Dumbledore finds out, he will not be suspected.

Hera stood up from her seat, only to realize that Hagrid was lowering his body, talking to Professor Moody—that is, little Barty.Hagrid had his customary mug of beer in front of him, and Moody was drinking from the curved bottle he always carried.Hera knew that it was compound decoction, and Barty Jr. had to replenish the compound decoction every hour to avoid being accidentally discovered.

But the beautiful proprietress Mrs. Rosmerta seemed very dissatisfied with this. She squinted at the target while tidying up the glasses on the table next to her.She probably thought it was an insult to her warm mead.

Thanks to Moody's own habits, it wouldn't seem strange if Barty Jr. only drank from the curved bottle - Moody would rather prepare his own food and drink at any time, because it was so easy for a dark wizard to poison an unattended cup.

Just as Hera was looking at Tom, Hagrid and Moody stood up to leave.Hera quickly waved at Tom, Hagrid and Moody stopped, but little Barty stared at the corner where Harry was with his magic eye.

Hera patted Hagrid on the back, "How is it, Hagrid?"

"Not bad, you and Hermione out to play?" Hagrid asked loudly.

Hera shrugged, "It just happened to happen."

Purpose limped around the table and bent down. Hera thought he was looking at Hermione's SPEW notebook, but he didn't expect his lips to move slightly, and he didn't know what he said to Harry.

Moody grinned. He could clearly see through the cloak.Hera nodded thoughtfully, he really didn't know that Moody's magic eyes were so powerful.

Hagrid also passed Hera, and like Moody, bent down, pretended to be looking at the SPEW notebook, and said in a very low voice that Hera could hear, "Harry, come to my cabin tonight at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night to find me, wearing the invisibility cloak."

After Hagrid finished speaking, he straightened up and said loudly, "Nice to meet you, Hera, Hermione." He blinked and left.Moody followed him.

"Why did Moody tell me to look for him in the middle of the night?" said Harry, very surprised.

Hera raised her eyebrows and moved closer to Harry, even though he couldn't see Harry at all, "Maybe he wants to tell you about the first project, and I heard that there are a group of guests in the Forbidden Forest."

"Really?" said Hermione, looking taken aback. "It's against the rules. I don't know if you should go, Harry."

"It's better than I died in the first project." Harry said helplessly, he had already made up his mind to go to Hagrid at night.

Hera picked up the butter beer and took a sip. "I also suggest that you better go to Hagrid. He is the guard of the hunting ground. Dumbledore trusts him very much. The first project."

Having said this, Hera stopped talking just in time, and drank the rest of the butter beer in one go. Since the goal has been achieved, there is no need for him to waste time here.

At 11:30 in the evening, Hera got up gently from the bed, trying not to disturb the sleeping Penello. When he left the bed, Penello turned over and snored.

Hera cast the disillusionment spell and the silent spell on herself, and quietly walked downstairs along the corridor. He glanced at the big clock in the auditorium. There was still time, so he set off through the castle in no hurry.

The field was dark, and Hera walked down the lawn toward the light of Hagrid's cabin.Beauxbaton's huge carriage was also brightly lit, and Madame Maxime could be heard talking in the carriage.

In fact, Hera didn't need to come out with him in the middle of the night, but considering Hagrid's unreliability, he had better follow Harry to have a look, so as to avoid any accidents.

Hera stopped in front of Hagrid's house, waiting quietly for Harry.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of something rubbing, and then the door of the cabin was knocked.

"You're here, Harry?" Hagrid whispered, opening the door and looking around.Hera stood aside holding her breath.

"Yeah," said Harry, flashing into the cabin and pulling the cloak off his head, "what's the matter?"

"I'll show you something," said Hagrid.

Hera ducked her head and followed Harry into the cabin. He didn't like being outside in the cold.

Hagrid was looking very excited, and he had a flower stuck in his buttonhole like a very large artichoke.It looked like he didn't put extreme oil on his hair anymore, but he must have put a lot of effort into combing his hair—Hera could still see the broken teeth of the comb in it.

Hera found a corner to stand down, which was not easy. Hagrid's cabin was not that big, so it was not easy to find a place to stay.

"What are you going to show me?" Harry asked warily, and Hera knew from his expression that he had misunderstood again. He must have thought that Hagrid was going to show him some dangerous magical creature again - which was pretty much the same in a way.

"Come with me, be quiet, and cover yourself with the Invisibility Cloak," said Hagrid. "We'll go without Fang, he won't like it."

(End of this chapter)