A little badger from Hogwarts

"Hogsmeade was founded a thousand years ago, around the same time as Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was founded next door. The purpose of its establishment was for wizards to escape the persecution of Muggles. It was founded by the medieval wizard Hanji of Woodcroft. Si founded this village."

Hagrid was always in high spirits when he was with everyone, and he never stopped telling stories.

"People's favorite place to go is the Pig's Head Bar. The owner there, Aberforth, is Dumbledore's younger brother. Although people say he is a bit weird, I think he is a good person."

The combination of the bar and Dumbledore's brother made the little wizards unstoppably curious.

In order to avoid their misfortune, Hart kindly reminded the little badgers around him: "You'd better not mention Dumbledore in front of Aberforth."

"Why?" the little badgers asked curiously.

Hart rolled his eyes and replied: "How do I know? Anyway, last year I saw those who came to Aberforth because they admired Dumbledore were kicked out of the bar directly."

Then, Hagrid talked about several popular places in Hogsmeade.

But every time he said something fun, Hart would make up for the things he couldn't do.

As a result, some people couldn't help but complain: "Hart, everyone is here to have fun, why do you always say these disappointing things?"

"If I don't explain these precautions clearly to you, you will be kicked out as soon as you enter, and you will be playing tricks!" Hart said in a lecturing tone.

The little badgers immediately lost their objections and listened to others' advice to eat enough. Hufflepuff people knew these principles very well.

The small dispute in the Hufflepuff team did not affect anyone else.

Hagrid continued his introduction: "By the way, the Shrieking Shack has always had a legend of howling sounds at night. Although the professors have checked it several times and there is nothing wrong there, you should not get close."

After hearing that there might be a ghost, the little wizards all showed scared expressions, but at the same time they were a little excited and wanted to find out.

"Hart, is there really a ghost in this screaming shack?" The little badgers approached Hart.

"Of course not. I went there last year. It was just a shabby house, nothing special."

Although Hart was lying, Hogwarts was indeed deserted after Harry and his trio left Hogwarts.

Normally, there would be no one anywhere until Sirius saw that Peter Pettigrew was still alive and escaped from Azkaban.

After walking like this for half an hour, everyone finally arrived at their destination.

In a mountainous area, the village of Hogsmeade, home to thousands of families, is located in the middle of the forest. Wizards are constantly flying over on broomsticks, and people wearing various clothes suddenly appear and disappear. The morning market outside the village.

In short, it was just one word, "lively", and the little wizards at Hogwarts looked at it with straight eyes.

"Gather here before five o'clock in the afternoon. Those who are late will have their academy points deducted!"

Hagrid routinely said things to pay attention to, and then announced the disbandment.

The little wizards who were finally freed dispersed and ran in all directions to find fun things.

Hart stayed where he was, not having anywhere he really wanted to go.

"Hart, aren't you going to play?" Hagrid asked.

Hart waved his hand and replied: "I don't particularly want to go anywhere today. By the way, Hagrid, what are you going to do today?"

"I'm going to have a tea party with a wizard who is studying magical animals abroad." This is also Hagrid's repertoire, and he does it every year.

"Let's go together, let's go together." Hearing this, Hart instantly became energetic. This was no better than wandering around.

If others would definitely say that Hart didn't look like a teenager, he didn't have any vitality at all, and he didn't care about so many fun things. What kind of academic research could he do?

But Hagrid was different. The hybrid giant's physique and identity made his outlook a little different from that of normal wizards or humans. When he heard that Hart was interested, he was only happy and didn't consider anything else at all.

Just like that, they arrived at the Hog's Head Bar. After entering, someone immediately waved to the tall and strong Hagrid.

"Hagrid, I'm here!"

The person waving was sitting by the window. He didn't look very old. He had red hair and looked dusty.

"Come, let me introduce you."

Hagrid grinned happily: "Hart, this is Charlie Weasley. They are studying fire dragons in Romania. This time they are helping Gringotts to transport fire dragons and temporarily pass through Hogsmeade."

"Charlie, this is Hart Woolley, a third year student at Hogwarts."

"I've heard of you, Hart." Charlie stretched out his hand first: "Your name is really famous. You can make Snape bow his head. You are really an amazing person."

"You are so polite." Hart laughed twice.

Charlie said sincerely: "No, you don't know, that guy Snape is a pervert. I have been at Hogwarts for seven years, and he has never said a good word about me."

Hart was speechless. He immediately felt that Snape was really a strange person. It was really extraordinary for him to be hated like this.

But then, he joined Charlie in complaining about Snape, and the relationship between the two became very harmonious when they first met.

"Okay, let's not talk about these things anymore." Hagrid awkwardly interrupted the two of them from complaining about the professor.

"Let's talk about business. Charlie, what happened to the dragon you raised?"

As soon as he talked about his major, Charlie put aside Snape, who had brought him countless painful memories, and talked about what he had experienced in Romania.

Regarding the breeding of fire dragons, it is a very professional activity, and other little wizards would not even be able to understand it.

But Hart spent a lot of time with Hagrid, and even if he couldn't write a paper, he could at least speak some terms.

Moreover, Charlie deliberately took care of Hart and tried to express it in more popular language.

"By the way, when I transported a fire dragon poached by Gringotts back to Romania, I also met Mr. Newt Scamander."

Charlie showed off a photo, which was a photo of him and the old man in front of the fire dragon.

"Wow, then you are so lucky." Hagrid said with envy.

For those who study magical beasts, Newt Scamander is a living legend, and no one wants to meet him.

Although Hagrid is a direct descendant of Dumbledore, he has not been able to meet Newt a few times over the years.

Although Hart knew a lot of anecdotes, it was one thing to know, but it was another feeling to see the real person.

He wanted to meet this legendary senior.

"Mr Scamander is a very nice man..."

Charlie changed the subject from the dragon to Scamander.

Hart couldn't help but ask: "I'm curious, Charlie, you are studying fire dragons in Romania. Are you considered a member of the British Ministry of Magic or a subordinate of the Romanian Ministry of Magic?"

"Well, strictly speaking, this is a neutral organization. We only protect endangered magical animals and do not belong to any Ministry of Magic."

Charlie said something that surprised Hart: "Actually, there are many neutral organizations like this. They are basically organized by respected wizards in order to bypass the complex and useless bureaucracy."

"Yes, I've heard of it too," Hagrid continued: "For example, Charlie's research institute is a subordinate unit of the Magical Creatures Protection Organization, as well as the Alchemists Association, etc."

"Oh!" Hart nodded, but the efficiency of the Ministry of Magic was hard to say.

"I really want to travel around the world and see the strange things I have never seen before."