A little badger from Hogwarts

When I woke up the next day, it was the weekend.

During the first holiday of this semester, little wizards in third grade and above have a privilege, that is, they can go to Hodmog Village to play.

The little wizards' curiosity about this only existing village in the UK where only wizards lived was overwhelming, and they wished they could get their wings and fly out now.

At the breakfast meeting, everyone was intensely discussing what to do after going out.

Hart remained as calm as ever, looking out of place among the excited crowd.

"I really doubt that there is anything in this world that can surprise you." Seeing him like this, Cedric couldn't help but start complaining.

"It's not that I'm not curious, but I followed George and Fred to Hodmog Village through the secret passage last year, so I no longer have any curiosity." Hart clarified for himself.

Cedric's eyes widened immediately: "With such a good thing, you won't take me with you?"

"How do I take you there? They both value their secret information very much and made me swear not to tell anyone else." Hart waved his hand, indicating that you have to find the twins for this.

In fact, the twins are not stingy people. If they really discovered the map themselves, it would be okay to announce it to everyone, and they would still make that guy Filch angry to death.

But they were able to avoid Filch's tracking only because of the Marauder's Map. This is a secret that cannot be told to others.

"Then why are you saying it now?" Cedric's aura suddenly lost its strength, but he still couldn't help but murmured in a low voice.

"Because now we can go out openly, it doesn't matter what I tell you."

Hart waved his hand, ending the topic, ending breakfast, and walked outside the castle.

Cedric was almost done eating, so he quickly followed after seeing this.

The two people made the gate of the castle and looked at Professor McGonagall in the courtyard.

As the deputy dean, Professor McGonagall is responsible for such matters involving major events, and the two of them have long been accustomed to this.

"It's still early, let's wait for a while!"

Hart took Cedric and sat on the bench, but as soon as he took out his runic notes, he saw Professor McGonagall walking over.

"Hart!" When no one was around, Professor McGonagall's call was much softer: "Follow me."

"Professor, may I ask what it is for?" Hart closed his notes and looked up at the professor and asked.

"It's about what happened yesterday. Professor Dumbledore has already made a ruling." Professor McGonagall frowned and seemed unhappy.

"There's no one else here, so there's no problem talking here." Hart subconsciously ignored Cedric beside him.

Professor McGonagall's frown deepened, and she said a little tiredly: "Professor Quirrell wants to apologize to you in person and compensate you for the harm you suffered yesterday."

"Apologise privately? Even if the school doesn't expel the professor who attacked his students, he should be allowed to apologize publicly like Snape!" Cedric couldn't help but join in the conversation. He really couldn't accept that Dumbledore gave such an apology. An "unfair" result.

Professor McGonagall sighed deeply, not knowing why.

Hart said with a smile: "It's okay to apologize in person. If he doesn't sincerely apologize, I won't accept the good words spoken verbally. So just ask Professor Quirrell to compensate me."

"By the way, can I ask what he has prepared? I want information related to magic text research."

Professor McGonagall was completely tired after hearing that Hart was so truthful. She secretly blamed the principal for pushing the matter to her, but she said on the surface: "Forget it! If you don't accept it, there's nothing you can do about it."

Although Professor McGonagall was surprised by Hart's reaction, he was willing not to pursue it any further. As for what Quirrell thought, it didn't matter at all.

This guy has caused such big trouble, he has no right to raise objections.

After saying this, Professor McGonagall left.

"That's too much!" Cedric complained for Hart, feeling that the school was unfair this time.

Hart couldn't tell the whole "Savior Plan", so he casually said: "You also have to understand the principal and the others. The Defense Against the Dark Arts position is inherently evil. If something like this is spread, I'm afraid that next year's Defense Against the Dark Arts class will be There would be no more professors teaching.”

"Although I say that, but..."

Cedric wanted to say something more, but more little wizards came over.

Hart interrupted him and warned: "This matter is already like this. Don't spread this result for the time being."

"Why? We obviously have control over this matter, why did it end like this?" Cedric was puzzled.

Hart is even more helpless. He can't tell the inside story of this matter clearly yet. He can only say: "Said, do you believe me?"

"Of course." Cedric nodded without hesitation.

"Then listen to me and don't publicize this result yet." Hart is also very awkward. He prefers to be honest with his own people rather than engaging in The Riddler.

Cedric seemed to understand something and nodded, temporarily forgetting what had just happened.

When the courtyard was about to be filled with young wizards queuing up, Professor McGonagall put her wand against her neck and said: "Immediately divide into teams according to the academy, and then hand in the consent form signed by your parents. Repeat, there are no parents on the consent form. Those who sign are not allowed to go to Hogsmeade."

The four prefects and those from the student union immediately organized order and helped the professor collect all the consent forms.

"I really don't understand. I only need to go there for half a day and have parents sign. Is it really necessary?" Many people complained about this unimportant procedure and then handed in their consent forms.

Although Hart was an orphan, he asked his dean to sign it, and it had the same effect.

In fact, those little wizards in Hogwarts whose families are not very lucky all ask their familiar teachers to sign on their behalf. Anyway, the effect is the same.

As for why Harry didn't do it later, maybe he was too stubborn and didn't think of it at all, or it was to protect him and force him not to leave Hogwarts.

After everyone was almost here, Hagrid made his debut.

As a gamekeeper, his duties were unclear. Most of the time, professors would come to him if they needed help.

To go from Hogwarts to Hogsmeade, you need to take a road that passes through the station. To be fair, that road is not easy to walk, and Hagrid is the best person to lead the way.

"We're off!"

Hagrid used his loud voice to suppress the little wizard's chatter even without using magic.

Then, this team of several hundred people set off in a mighty manner behind the tall Hagrid.