Professor of Gemology at Hogwarts

Claire picked up some papers on the ground.

"Little girl, you lost your things." She scanned the text on the paper, "Dangerous Animal Management Law and Prevention Measures"?

Hermione looked back and found that the pieces of paper in her hand were hers, and hurried back.

"Thank you, Miss Weisman." Hermione took the pieces of paper from her hands.

"You're welcome," Claire said, "It's just that I'm surprised that today's students have such a wide range of interests—"

Hermione smiled awkwardly, turned around and caught up with Harry and Ron, who were waiting there. The three of them walked to the stairs at the other end, turned and disappeared from sight.

"I think she is trying to help Hagrid, right?" Gray said, "You must have heard about Hagrid, right?"

"Yes, I heard about it." Claire nodded. "I met Hagrid at the Ministry of Magic the day before yesterday. I saw that he was not in a very good condition. He didn't even see me say hello to him."

"He went to the Ministry of Magic?"

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes. He should have gone to get the trial order. This incident was enough to make him collapse. He also had to go to the scene to face the verification process of the defendant's identity before the trial started."

Gray sighed. He and Hagrid also had a good relationship, so it felt a bit cruel to watch Hagrid suffer like this.

"He also went to find McNeil." Claire said, "When I passed by the corridor at the entrance of the hall, I saw Hagrid talking to him."

"Wait...who?" Gray said something familiar.

"Walton McNeil, the executioner of the Dangerous Animals Committee," Claire said. "A madman who spends his days researching how to kill animals. If a cat is put in front of him, maybe he will have it figured out quickly in his mind. He died in countless ways. I think this job of executioner can only be done by him, and he is very qualified. But the stain on him can never be erased..."

Claire whispered: "That year he was captured as a Death Eater, but was found not guilty, and now he is working in the Ministry of Magic. How ironic."

Gray remembered that there seemed to be such a person in the original novel, the executioner.

"So... from your tone, you don't believe that he is innocent?" Gray asked.

"After all, being cast under the Imperius Curse is a very useful trick, isn't it?" Claire replied briefly, "Hagrid may be desperate. He really has no other options. He even thought that asking MacNeil for mercy might be effective. He may not have known McNeil's temperament - which only made him feel more cheerful and felt that he had control over the life and death of someone's life and the joy and sorrow of others."

Yes, this kind of power can make greedy people addicted.

"Looking for an executioner is the most unwise choice." Claire said.

Yes, Hagrid is really at his wits' end.The idea of ​​asking the executioner to plead for mercy may seem absurd to others, but for a person who has an accident in his first class and his beloved animal companion will be executed but there is nothing he can do, this may be a glimmer of hope in his despair. .

"Uh... Then can you... help me, just..." Gray took a deep breath, "You should also know, especially when we repeatedly broke into the Forbidden Forest while Hagrid was not paying attention. He was originally It’s not bad, sometimes it’s hard to control the speed, I mean... He wanted to make the first class better this time, who would have thought that he would cause these things..."

Gray felt that the person in front of him would hardly agree to him. That was because the Malfoy family was involved. With her thinking, she would not get involved in these things. Of course, she couldn't tell if the price was acceptable.

"I'll try." She blurted out, very naturally.

But she didn't extend her hand to make another deal like before.

Claire's reaction made Gray feel that he was the snobbish person. He suddenly felt awkward in his heart, but still insisted that Claire was calculating the value of this matter in her shrewd mind, and was about to fight with him in the next second. He trades.

But the silence lasted for several seconds, and Gray still didn't wait for her offer, as if he agreed to the request naturally and for free.

"Why don't you speak?" Claire was the first to break the silence caused by her. Somehow, Gray saw a little expectation in her eyes.

"I'm just surprised." Gray nodded slightly, "It seems that your relationship with Hagrid is better than I thought."

Claire chuckled.

"Yeah." She responded very briefly.

She turned her head to the large window in the corridor. The weather finally stopped raining today. The sky outside was bright. On the Quidditch pitch in the distance, several senior Slytherin students were practicing Quidditch. strange.The chimney of Hagrid's hut was still smoking as always. From this angle, you could vaguely see half of the Hippogriff chained behind the hut.

Gray didn't know what Claire was thinking. In the sunny weather after many days of stormy weather, the cool breeze blowing on his face made him feel a little comfortable, so he didn't say anything and just stood by the window in the corridor like her.

Claire's golden hair fluttered like tulle in the almost freezing breeze, perfectly covering her expression.

"I have to go," she finally said.

Gray wanted to ask her what she was thinking, but he felt that this scene was not suitable for asking.

"Okay, bye," Gray said.

"I have no intention of interrupting you." At this time, a sour and slippery voice came from behind.

"Professor Snape, good morning." Claire turned around.

Gray also turned to face Snape. The sudden interruption of the man in front of him made him feel very unhappy.

"Good morning, Weisman, I don't mean to interrupt you...but...according to the notification I just received, in the following days, in order to prevent suspicious people from mixing in, non-school personnel are prohibited from entering Hogwarts." Snee Pu glanced at Gray again and raised his eyebrows, with an expression as if he had succeeded, "Dumbledore just made the decision."

"No problem, Professor." Claire said calmly, "I understand the current situation. I believe Professor Sprout has also learned the news. I will abide by the rules here."

Snape didn't respond to her, but Claire understood immediately what he meant.

"I think I have to go." Claire glanced at her watch, "Goodbye, Professor Snape, Grey."

She walked away, and now only Gray and Snape were left in the corridor.

"I think it's time for you to prepare for the next lesson, right?" Snape said coldly, "Or is it that the current weather doesn't allow you to study crystals in a dark corner?"

"There's no rush, Professor Snape." Gray was infuriated by his strange aura. "I care about something more important than studying crystals. I heard that something was stolen from you. If I can help If you’re busy——”

"It doesn't matter to you, does it? Maurice," Snape said, "Unless you want to punish those two arrogant thieves?"

"I'm just being kind," Gray raised his chin a little, "Can you tell me what you lost? Maybe I can help you, right?"