Harry Potter's Otherworldly Archmage

The Slytherin team collapsed with laughter.Flint straightened up laughing, propped up on his new broom.Malfoy was on all fours, pounding the ground with both fists.The Gryffindor team surrounded Ron, who kept spitting out shiny slugs.No one seemed to want to touch him. "We'd better take him to Hagrid's, it's the closest," Harry said to Hermione, who nodded bravely.They both tugged at Ron's arm and pulled him up.

"I'll go with you. I'm also responsible for the damage to Ron's wand. When I get to Hagrid's cabin, I'll see if I can make him vomit completely." Augustus said to Harry.Harry nodded, and the four of them walked towards Hagrid's cabin.

"What's the matter, Harry? What's the matter? Is he sick? But you can cure him, can't you." Colin came running up, and followed them off the pitch with a hop. Ron heaved violently. All of a sudden, more slugs landed on his chest. "Oh—" Colin held up the camera with great interest, "Can you hold him still, Harry?""Go away, Colin Lin!" said Harry angrily.The four of them soon came to the edge of the forest. . "Almost there, Ron," said Hermione, as the gamekeeper's hut appeared in front of him. "You'll be fine in a moment... almost there..."

They were only twenty steps away from Hagrid's hut, when the door opened suddenly, but it was not Hagrid who walked out, but Gilderoy Lockhart, who was wearing the palest lavender robes today. "Hide," whispered Harry, pulling Augustus behind the nearest bush.Hermione and Ron hid, too, but reluctantly. "If you know it, it's very easy to do!" Lockhart was speaking loudly to Hagrid, "If you need any help, just come to me, you know where I am! I will give you a copy Books I wrote - I'm surprised you don't have one yet.I'll sign it and send it over tonight.Well, good-bye!'' He strode towards the castle.

Augustus frowned. What is Lockhart doing here? Is it to develop his followers?With Hagrid's honesty, it is indeed possible to develop into an admirer of Lockhart.This Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher doesn't look like a law-abiding master.

After waiting until Lockhart was out of sight, the four came out from behind the bushes, walked to Hagrid's door, and knocked urgently.Hagrid came out immediately, looking angry, but when he saw them outside the door, he immediately smiled. "Worrying about when you'll come to see me—come in, come in—I thought it was Professor Lockhart coming back. Augustus is here too, welcome, welcome."

Augustus nodded, and the four of them walked into the hut. There was a king-sized bed in one corner, and the fire was crackling cheerfully on the other.Harry helped Ron sit on the chair.

"Hagrid, please bring out a bigger basin." Augustus glanced at the room and said to Hagrid. Hegrid found a large copper basin and put it in front of Ron.Augustus drew out his wand, and cast a "vomit spell" on Ron. Ron held the copper basin and began to spit out slugs. After all the slugs were sprayed out, the next "repair as ever" was released on Ron body, Ron let out a sigh of relief and stopped vomiting.

"Thank you, Mr. Augustus, I was saved by you again." Ron touched his nose and thanked Augustus.

"It's okay. Speaking of which, your wand was broken by the Whomping Willow. I am also responsible for it. If you could have acted accordingly at that time, your wand would not have been broken." Augustus obviously still remembered this incident. Take it to heart.

Hagrid was busy making tea for them.Tooth, his great hound, dripped saliva all over Harry.

"What's Lockhart doing here, Hagrid?" Harry asked, scratching Fang's ear.

"Teach me how to keep a nyx from getting into a well," said Hagrid angrily, taking a half-plucked rooster from the well-scrubbed table and setting it on the teapot, "as if I didn't know. Bragging about how he got rid of female ghosts. If one of them is true, I'll eat the teapot."

Commenting on the teachers at Hogwarts, this is not at all like Hagrid, Harry looked at him in surprise.Hermione said in a slightly higher-than-usual voice, "I think you're being a little unfair, Professor Dumbledore obviously thinks he's the most suitable candidate for—"

"The only one," said Hagrid, serving them a plate of fudge, "I mean the only one. It's hard to find a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher these days, and people don't want to do it. Unlucky. None of them last long. Tell me," said Hagrid, looking over at Ron, "who is he trying to curse?"

Malfoy called Hermione something, which must have been a nasty thing, because everyone was furious. "Very vicious," said Ron hoarsely, poking his head out over the edge of the table, "Malfoy called her 'Mudblood,' Hagrid—"

"I don't know what this Mudblood actually means." Augustus glanced at Hagrid.

"A Mudblood is a slur for Muggle-borns—that is, people whose parents are non-magical. Some wizards, like the Malfoys, always feel that they are superior to other people because they are so-called purebreds. " Hagrid pondered for a moment, and said in different words.

"Actually, the rest of us know it doesn't matter at all. Look at Neville Longbottom - he's a thoroughbred, but he can't even put the cauldron in the right place." Ron joked with some malice.

"They haven't invented any spells that Hermione can't do!" said Hagrid proudly, and Hermione blushed brightly.

"In this way, this is indeed an unfriendly word. As far as I know, Voldemort is not a purebred wizard, but how many purebred wizards are comparable to his strength, so it turns out that a wizard's strength and whether it is Purebred has nothing to do with Hermione, don't pay too much attention to it." Augustus said lightly.

As soon as the words Voldemort came out, Ron and Hagrid couldn't help but shudder.In order to ease the atmosphere,. "Harry," Hagrid said as if he had suddenly thought of something, "I want to settle with you. I heard that you sent out a signed photo, why didn't I get it?" Mouth. "I didn't post the signed photo," he protested vehemently, "if Lockhart is still spreading such rumours—" But he saw Hagrid smile. "I'm kidding," he said, patting Harry affectionately on the back, knocking Harry's face against the table.

The weather began to turn cold, and a gust of wind blew on the door of Hagrid's hut, making a crisp sound. Augustus looked out the window, and the sky and cloud shadows seemed more distant and magnificent against the background of the Forbidden Forest.

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