A Hogwarts dissertation guide

Privet Road.

"Hagrid," Edward said softly, "how do you feel about being a half-giant?"

Being of mixed race, Edward had a natural affinity for Hagrid, or he was trying to understand this person who had the same fate as him.

"Why are you asking this?" Hagrid suddenly became very wary. This was his biggest secret.

"Please, you don't think you can hide it from any adult wizard, do you?" Edward said helplessly, "Anyone who has read "Dark Powers: Self-Defense Guide" knows that you are a hybrid giant, and pure blood cannot miss you. So short."

"Ahem, your observation skills are really outstanding, as meticulous as your book." Hagrid complimented bluntly, "Actually, it's no different. It makes my body stronger."

"I understand. What I mean is, how does it feel to survive in a normal wizarding society?"

"Oh, what a depressing topic." Hagrid's eyes dimmed a lot, "Not everyone can accept this. People always have a stereotyped impression of giants, thinking that they are cruel and vicious. ...In fact, my mother was like that, but Dumbledore was always there to help me."

"Hagrid," Edward patted Hagrid's lower back, which he could only touch. "Don't be sad. If you have any questions, you can always come to me. I can help you solve most of your problems."

"So, can you tell me what happened to the little boy in the new work?" Hagrid's eyes suddenly lit up and he asked immediately.

"This is never something I can help you with, Hagrid."

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"Does the child live here?"

"Yes, No. [-] Privet Drive. I remember it clearly. I was the one who put him at the door." Hagrid said firmly.

Edward frowned slightly, "But I didn't seem to see him. In fact, it seems that no one lives in this house at all."

"Oh, really?" Hagrid asked doubtfully. He took steps forward, and the ground shook with each step he took. "It seems that there is really no one." Hagrid opened the window with brute force and looked at the people inside. A room full of letter paper.

Hagrid yelled angrily: "No wonder Harry didn't go to Diagon Alley a few days ago. I'm afraid his aunt and uncle stopped him. I already knew-"

"That's enough, Hagrid. The first priority is to find out where the child is." Edward interrupted Hagrid.

"Then, Flashback Curse·Change!"

"It looks like they have taken Harry away from here." Edward said looking at the blue shadow.

In front of them were four blue shadows. They were carrying boxes, and a fat figure was holding what Muggles called a gun.They got into the car together.

"I knew it!" Hagrid shouted angrily.

"Okay, Hagrid, don't disturb the Muggles nearby." Edward waved his wand lightly, all the shadows in front of him disappeared, and he threw the wand into his pocket. "What we need to find out is that Harry... Where is Potter?"

"We need Dumbledore's help." Hagrid said, "He must know where Harry is, he must know."

"I have a more convenient method, Hagrid." Edward said. He did have a more convenient method. He only needed to follow the traces on Harry. This was definitely much easier than Dumbledore's method.

"This is against the rules." Hagrid said stiffly. When it came to a matter of principle, even Edward, who admired him the most, could not make him change his mind.

Hagrid stubbornly insisted on writing a letter to Dumbledore, but Edward was helpless. He had no choice but to find a coffee shop in Little Whinging.Edward could not allow himself to wait casually on the street.

"I have to admit, the chocolate sundae in this store tastes good." Edward held the spoon and was very satisfied. Compared with the ones made by the house elves, it had a different flavor.

"Sir, I hope you like your hot cocoa." The female receptionist came over again and put a large cup of hot cocoa on the table. "It was a gift from our boss."

"Oh, thank you so much." Edward looked at the bar, where a seductive woman licked her lips at him.

"Oh, that's too bad." Edward sighed in a low voice, and quickly took out a Churchill from his pocket and pressed it under the coaster.

"What should I say?" Hagrid had been looking out the window anxiously, waiting for Dumbledore's reply.

Edward realized that this kind of question was probably a blind spot in Hagrid's knowledge, and quickly said, "It's nothing."

They waited until 3 p.m. before Dumbledore's reply arrived in Hagrid's hands.

"According to the records of the Ministry of Magic's traces, Harry has left No. 4 Privet Drive. At this moment, they are in a motel in the suburbs of London. It seems that they were frightened by the admission notice of Hogwarts. They are preparing to leave. Their destination Yes...the destination is a shabby hut on a rock in the channel near London..."

Hagrid asked inexplicably, "Why should they be afraid? This is a great thing, isn't it? Harry can continue to study where his parents studied."

"Well, maybe, but I don't think Muggles understand magic." Edward took a sip of hot cocoa and said, this was the last sip, and he felt a little regretful, "But now that we know the location, let's go. "

"Okay, do you still have Muggle money?" Hagrid asked.

"Why do you want Muggle money?"

"I want to buy Harry a hot cocoa, the letter said there will be a storm." Hagrid said sincerely.

Edward was quite speechless, but he still took out a Churchill card from his pocket and handed it to Hagrid, "You are really kind-hearted."

"People often say that." Hagrid didn't seem to realize Edward's sarcasm. He walked to the bar and bought Harry a hot cocoa.

But Hagrid soon came back with a puzzled look on his face.

"The receptionist asked you how you thought about it?"

"Ignore her." Edward said expressionlessly. Over the years, he had become accustomed to keeping a clean mind.Debauchery... I used to do it when I was young, but now I have long lost the urge.

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