A little badger from Hogwarts

"So what you're saying is that there are two professors who want to kill Harry?" Hagrid's brain completely short-circuited.

In order to prevent Harry from going further down the road of conspiracy theories, Hart quickly said: "I just saw them chanting a spell. As for the purpose, I don't know. If you are willing, I can take you Go and confront him.”

"Let's forget about this!" Although they said something powerful, they still inevitably gave in when they thought of facing two professors directly.

"I think it's better for us to investigate this matter privately." Ron's voice lowered, as if he wanted to prove something.

But except Harry, no one responded to him directly.

Hagrid dumbly repeated his accusations and emphasized: "These things have nothing to do with you. You dare not touch these things."

Harry and Ron nodded perfunctorily, and anyone but Hagrid could see that they didn't mean it at all.

When Hagrid turned his head, Hart said directly: "Don't worry! I won't make it difficult for you."

It's not that Hart isn't interested in the Philosopher's Stone, but he knows that he can't come into contact with the Philosopher's Stone anyway, so he doesn't bother.

As for Hermione, she had no idea what was going on and was still outside the thread.

"In short, you must not spread the word about what happened today, otherwise you will be in big trouble."

Hagrid repeatedly emphasized that he did not want these children to get into any trouble.

Of course, everyone nodded repeatedly and promised to keep what they heard today to themselves and never tell anyone else.

Hagrid breathed a sigh of relief, and then brought out his homemade rock cake.

Hart looked at these cakes and couldn't help but feel a toothache: "Hagrid, didn't I tell you that ordinary little wizards can't eat your rock cakes?"

"I specially used soft dough this time, which is guaranteed to be delicious. Come and try it."

Hagrid's confident look gave Harry and the others unrealistic expectations because they didn't know the depth of society.

But after taking a bite, they immediately put down the cake in their hands.

“This cake is really unique!”

Seeing Hagrid's expectant eyes, everyone couldn't bear to hurt him, so they commented tactfully, hoping that he would let them go.

Others might have understood it, but Hagrid was different. He was so stubborn that he didn't understand the subtext at all.

Hart looked at Harry and the other three squeezing their faces and said quickly: "Okay, let's go now! I'll come and play with you another day."

"You're leaving so soon?" Hagrid was a little disappointed, but didn't hold back too much.

Harry and the others threw down the rock biscuits as if relieved, then waved goodbye and quickly left Hagrid's room.

"Oh my god, those biscuits are as hard as rocks. My teeth almost got knocked out!" As soon as Ron went out, he covered his face and complained about Hagrid's food.

Harry and Hermione also had grimaces on their faces.

"Hagrid is a hybrid giant. His physical fitness is several times stronger than that of ordinary people. Some of his habits are different from ours, which is normal."

Hart smiled and comforted everyone: "If you encounter such a thing in the future, you can just tell it clearly. Haige will not mind."

Harry and the others nodded, but still covered their cheeks, as the toothache would be difficult to go away for a while.

"Heal quickly!"

Hart looked at them, pulled out his wand, and cast a spell on them.

After a while, the three little ones got rid of the torture of toothache.

"Okay, that's it for today. Goodbye!"

After Hart saved them from toothache, he got ready and left.

But Ron suddenly pulled his sleeve, puffed out his chest and said, "Wait a minute Hart, what about Snape?"

"What should I do?" Hart pulled back his sleeves silently: "Since you are unwilling to confront the professor face to face, you can only pretend that this has not happened."

"How is this possible?" Ron was very surprised.

"Why isn't this possible?" Hart asked him.

"No, I mean how could you just sit back and watch Snape get away with it like this?" Ron puffed out his chest and pointed at Hart, as if he had done something immoral.

When Hart couldn't refute, Hermione angrily said: "This matter has nothing to do with Hart in the first place. Moreover, you two victims don't have the courage to stand up, so why should we, two bystanders, do it for you?" Take risks.”

Hermione vented all her anger, startling Harry and Ron, and Hart was a little surprised.

After a moment, Ron's face turned red. Feeling that he was humiliated, he shouted loudly: "I'm talking to Hart to have a conversation between men. Why are you, a little girl, interrupting?"

Hermione immediately clenched her fists, wishing she could punch this arrogant guy in the face to let him know how powerful she was.

"Okay, stop arguing!" Hart stopped the conflict between the two: "Harry, what Hermione said is right. You are the victim, and you are unwilling to stand up, so what can I do?" help you."

Harry hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "I understand."

"If you say you understand, I will believe you." Hart did not doubt Harry's persistence: "If you still think that what happened today was not an accident, then investigate the evidence yourself. As long as there is evidence that can support your guess, I will definitely help you seek justice."

Harry and Ron were extremely excited to receive such a promise from Hart.

After saying this, Hart and Hermione turned around and left, heading towards the castle.

As soon as Hart left, Harry asked Ron: "You really shouldn't have talked to Hermione like that just now. Is what they said true?"

"I just can't stand the way that girl arrogantly accuses us." Ron said with an angry look: "Why don't you just read more books? What are you pretending to do?"

Harry sighed, unable to sigh anymore: "Let's go find Nico Flamel next and find out what Snape wants."

……

"Why did you lie to Harry and the others?"

Hermione asked suddenly when she walked to the castle gate.

Hart wondered: "What did I lie to them about?"

"You have been observing the professors consciously or unconsciously since you arrived at the stands. You have known something for a long time and did not discover it temporarily."

"Do you think it's possible? I'm not a prophet. How can I know anything in advance?"

Of course, Hart couldn't admit it and just said: "Hermione, you really think too much. These are all coincidences, coincidences!"

Hermione wanted to pry open Hart's mouth directly and ask what this guy was thinking.

But since I can't beat him, I can give up this idea.