Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

After measuring the clothes, Hermione still felt aggrieved by Malfoy's words.

Why can you take it for granted and say such outrageous things!

Fortunately, Hagrid bought the two children ice cream, which quickly diverted their attention.

Then they went to bookstores, equipment stores, pharmacies...

When Harry stood at the door of the drugstore trying to stuff a bunch of things into his gold cloth bag, Hagrid said: "Then just keep the wand, and then go to the robe shop to pick up the clothes - no!!"

As he spoke, he suddenly clapped his hands hard.

There was a snap, like a thunder explosion!

"Really, Harry, I haven't prepared a birthday present for you yet." Hagrid laughed.

"No need." Harry declined quickly.

"I'll give you an animal! It's not a toad. Toads have been out of fashion many years ago. People will laugh at you." Hagrid muttered simply:

"How's the cat?"

"Cat?!" Harry straightened up and waved his hands repeatedly, shaking his head like a rattle:

"I don't dare, I don't dare!!"

"Why are you so excited..." Hagrid was a little confused: "Well, actually I don't like cats either. Cats always make me sneeze.

Let me get you an owl. Children love owls, which deliver letters and packages for you. "

With that said, Hagrid led the way directly towards the Ella Owl Shop.

Twenty minutes later, they left the dark Eela Owl Shop, leaving behind the fluttering sound of wings and the shining jewel-like eyes.

At this moment, Harry was holding a large birdcage in his hand, containing a beautiful snowy owl, sleeping soundly with its head buried under its wings.

This thing can't be stuffed into a bag, it can only be carried.

"Thank you, Hagrid."

"You're welcome." Hagrid said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. and Mrs. Dursley won't give you a gift. It will be bad if I don't give it to you."

Hagrid thought so from the bottom of his heart.

Outside the Owl Shop, Hermione and Chris stood at the door.

"Hermione, where did you go just now? I also want to ask your opinion." Harry said, then raised the birdcage: "Let's see how this little guy is doing."

"It's so beautiful. Harry, this is for you!" Hermione said as she handed over a book.

"What is this?" Harry took it and took a look, only to see that there was a gilt scroll in English on the cover of the book: "The Little Wizard's Best Companion - The Raising and Care of Owls (Illustrated Edition)"

Well, Harry knew what Hermione had just done.

"Thank you." Harry accepted the gift and thanked him seriously.

"Then, the next step is the wand." Hagrid said, taking the two children to the wand shop.

Mu En said goodbye to the group. It would take a while to buy a wand, so he wanted to excuse himself.

And this is also true. After trying more than ten wands, Harry finally found the one that suits him best.

Holly wood, phoenix feathers, eleven inches long.

It's easy to hold.

Hermione picked for a while before finally getting the right wand.

Ten and three-quarter inches long, grapevine wood, fire dragon heart nerve wand core.

After a few people came out of the wand shop, Mu En had been waiting at the door of the wand shop for a long time.

Walking out of Diagon Alley, Chris served as host and everyone had a light meal. After Hagrid gave the two tickets to the two children, it was time to say goodbye.

"Hagrid!" Mu En called to him and then stepped forward.

"Jones, is there anything else?"

"Just call me Mu En." Mu En said with a smile, and then took out a letter: "When you go back, help me forward this letter to Dumbledore."

"Oh?" Hagrid was a little surprised. He took the letter from Mu En and solemnly put it into his clothes: "Okay, I will hand it over to you."

…

…

In the evening, the sky turned purple, Hogwarts Castle was also covered with a layer of golden gauze, the black lake was sparkling, and a huge squid stretched out.

Sun time is coming to an end today, but it will come again tomorrow.

Professor Binns was the only one in the classroom common room. The other teachers were either not in school or busy in their respective offices.

The flame in the fireplace was almost extinguished. A muffled sound suddenly came from it, and then a huge green flame exploded.

A huge figure appeared, and then slowly walked out, his palm-sized hands slapping the soot on his leather jacket.

"Oh, Professor Binns, good evening." Hagrid greeted warmly.

Professor Binns turned his head belatedly and stretched out his transparent hand to adjust his glasses: "You are...Flitwick, good evening."

? !

Although Hagrid is often mistaken by Professor Binns, after all, he may not have been teaching at Hogwarts for hundreds of years. But this time the person admitted the wrong thing...isn't it a bit exaggerated? !

Hagrid reluctantly walked out of the professor's lounge...

Eighth floor, principal's office.

Dumbledore was playing with the Philosopher's Stone, which was about the same size as the Golden Snitch, and listened to Hagrid's account of today's events.

"Have Harry, or Moon Jones, ever been curious about Vault 713?" Dumbledore asked.

Hagrid would take Harry and Moon to Vault 713, which was completely within Dumbledore's expectation.

This is a trial!

Hagrid shook his head: "No, they don't care very much. By the way, Headmaster. Harry got the key to the family vault back."

"It's okay, it should have been him." Dumbledore said, and then asked: "Hagrid, what kind of person do you think Mr. Jones is?"

"A very good person!" Hagrid affirmed: "He loves magical animals very much and treats him as a friend. And Harry also trusts him.

Such a person cannot be a bad person. "

Looking at Hagrid's vow, Dumbledore couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Sometimes, he trusted people like Hagrid very much.

Dumbledore personally went to pick up Hagrid's admission. At that time, he was bullied. Although he had a stronger body than other peers, he was ostracized and disliked because of it.

This didn't improve even after coming to Hogwarts.

Especially after Hagrid's father died in his second grade, he became even more helpless.

Growing up in such an environment, although he has a carefree personality, he sometimes causes troubles due to his carelessness.

But Hagrid is undoubtedly keen on his malice toward others.

Children with imperfect childhoods always have a more fragile and sensitive heart.

And it doesn't heal as you grow older.

It's just that some people use their roughness to cover it up.

"Okay, Hagrid. You've had a hard day today." Dumbledore stood up and said, "Go back and rest early. Do you want the kitchen to prepare some dinner?"

"No, I have something to eat when I get back to the hut." Hagrid waved his hand, a little embarrassed. With that said, he said goodbye and left the principal's office.

Dumbledore sat on a soft chair, still thinking of the scene of the mental battle between him and Moon.

Those spells, that huge ancient wand...

An extremely powerful old-school wizard.

Thumb thump thump——

Hagrid ran back again: "By the way, Principal. Mu En also asked me to give this to you."

As he spoke, he handed over a letter.

"I almost forgot." Hagrid said a little embarrassed.

Dumbledore looked at the letter with some doubts. After taking it, he smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

After Hagrid left, Dumbledore slowly opened the envelope. Inside, there was only a piece of white paper.

As the letter paper was unfolded, lines began to appear on the paper. However, they did not form words, but...

"This is...hand?!"

Dumbledore watched the twisting and dancing of those lines in confusion.

Then, the lines suddenly changed and began to rotate staggeredly, and finally turned into a fist with the middle finger raised! !

Dumbledore looked at the middle finger and was stunned for a long time. Then he leaned back weakly on the chair and smiled helplessly.

However, there was another change on the paper, seemingly waiting for Dumbledore to recover.

A line of words slowly appeared under the middle finger.

"Your surprise,

As expected! "