A little badger from Hogwarts

"See you next semester."

Hart said goodbye to his classmates at the station, watched them board the train, left school and went home, but he did not make any move.

He was an orphan, and although he inherited a house in London, he rarely returned to it after entering Hogwarts.

What's more, this summer vacation, he has to follow the professors to provide introductory guidance to the wizarding world for the children who received the owl letters, so there is no reason to go back.

However, meeting one by one and convincing those parents by mouth is not very efficient.

Hart couldn't help but start to wonder whether he should compile a manual as a guide for those first-time wizards.

After all, there are some things that are completely different when hearing others say them and seeing them yourself.

"Hart, why are you still in a daze? We are about to set off."

Before Hart could figure out a clue in his manual, he was interrupted by Hagrid.

The big man came over in a hurry and pushed the dazed Hart gently, causing him to almost fall.

"Hagrid, you are too strong!" Hart complained loudly, rubbing his shoulders.

"Sorry." Hagrid smiled and scratched his head in apology, and then said: "But this is the task assigned to me by Professor Dumbledore. Let me take you to pick up those young wizards from Muggle families."

"Now?" Hart asked strangely: "But it's only the first day of vacation, and the school's owls haven't flown out yet, right?"

Hagrid explained: "In recent years, fewer and fewer Muggle wizards are willing to come to Hogwarts. In order to save time, I will send owls out to deliver letters before the holidays."

"Okay, if you say so, I'll believe it."

Hart didn't ask any more questions.

Hagrid is such a straight person, he doesn't know how to lie. Dumbledore wanted to plot against him, but he had no choice.

Since you can't resist, just enjoy it!

"How do we get there?"

Hart rubbed his hands excitedly. Although he had no interest in flying broomsticks, he wanted to ride Hagrid's big motorcycle.

"Take my motorcycle."

After receiving a positive answer, Hart clapped his hands excitedly and went straight to Hagrid's hut.

"I've wanted to ride on your motorcycle for a long time!"

Hagrid pushed the car out of the carport, and Hart immediately got up and looked at the magical creation.

Although this thing looks very crude, the technology used in it is very clever.

Hart asked curiously: "Do you have the design drawing of this motorcycle? I want to study it."

"No, this motorcycle was lent to me by someone who is no longer my friend." Hagrid was a little disappointed.

Hart knew who Hagrid was talking about - Sirius, a typical Gryffindor with too much courage and no brains.

It's such a shame that I can't take this thing apart and study it.

Hart said regretfully in his heart, and then said to Hagrid: "Shall we change the time? I believe those children who don't know the existence of wizards don't mind waiting for a while."

"No." Hagrid said seriously: "Since I promised Professor Dumbledore, I will definitely complete this task."

"Then let's go!" Hart patted Hagrid's thigh, put on Hagrid's small helmet that was enough to cover both of Hart's heads, and sat in the sidecar.

Hagrid became energetic again and got on the motorcycle, but his excessive weight caused the entire motorcycle to drop several centimeters.

"Wow, I really doubt whether this car can withstand high-speed flight." Hart took his hands off the edge of the sidecar, pretending to be surprised.

Hagrid didn't hear the teasing in the child's words, so he patted his chest and assured, "Don't worry, there is absolutely nothing wrong with my motorcycle."

"Let me see where the first little wizard is. Justin Fennrich, he lives in London."

"Sit down, Hart. We're going."

Hagrid twisted the handle, and the motorcycle engine made a rattling sound as it rushed forward.

The speed of the motorcycle continued, and Hart couldn't help but cross his hands in front of his chest and shouted: "Hagrid, we are going to hit a tree!"

"Don't worry!"

Hagrid laughed and lifted up the handle of the car, and the whole car flew into the sky.

The sudden climb made Hagrid shout excitedly, but Hart only felt tired. He had already tasted enough of the feeling of flying in flying lessons.

It just felt like that, the cold wind blowing on my face was not pleasant at all.

Fortunately, Hagrid's motorcycle had some kind of protective magic, and the wind in the sky was much lighter. After Hart put on the big goggles, he felt nothing.

And the speed of this motorcycle is not bad. It took less than half an hour to reach the outskirts of London.

Led by the messenger owl, the two people found the single-family house of Justin Fenrich's house. In order to conceal their whereabouts, they found an uninhabited place to land and walked to the house.

Hart couldn't help but complain: "Hagrid, why don't you just apparate? That would be so convenient."

Hagrid became nervous: "I don't have a wand, so I can't use such advanced magic."

"Haha, I believe it." Hart had seen Hagrid secretly use the wand several times, but he didn't say anything about it.

Why is Hagrid always so rigid in these matters!

If you talk too much, he might go berserk.

Hart took Hagrid to the door of Fenrich's house and was about to knock on the door, but found that the door opened by itself.

"Um, Hart, are all Muggle doors unlocked?" Hagrid asked hesitantly.

Hart rolled his eyes helplessly and said with some collapse: "Muggles are just as human as wizards. Apart from not using magic, there is no difference between them and wizards, okay?"

"How do I know, I haven't seen any Muggles!"

Hagrid was confident, but Hart felt like he was going to die of anger.

He decided not to pay attention to this stupid guy, knocked on the door, and walked in. "Hello, is anyone here?"

Hart walked in cautiously, hoping to see someone and explain again, but when he poked his head in, he saw a guy in a black wizard robe holding a wand and pointing it at two innocent people.

The eleven-year-old boy fell to the ground, his eyes closed, his face pale, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Fuck, what the hell?"

When Hart saw this scene, he was so frightened that the quintessence of China came out.

The wizard opposite was also startled by Hart's sudden appearance, but he reacted faster and waved his wand immediately.

"Shattered to pieces!"

Hart recovered from the shock, looked at the red light flying over, his pupils shrank, and then he jumped towards the door.

The red light hit the wall, sawdust and masonry debris flew everywhere, and the three-meter-high wall instantly shattered into countless pieces.

Hart's scalp was numb and he shouted at the hybrid giant who was following him: "Hagrid, there are enemies!"

At the same time, he also pulled out his wand, tapped it lightly, and shouted: "Armor for protection!"

The invisible magic power formed a tangible protection, which just blocked the second crushing spell thrown by the opponent. The whole person was blown away, and he happened to be caught by Hagrid.