Hogwarts: Don’t panic, Old Deng, I won’t be the Dark Lord

Sisley, who walked out of the lounge, hugged Hermione and said in a very awkward manner: "Hermione? Why did you bite your tongue?"

"You deserve to die!" Hermione stamped her foot violently, causing Sisley to stumble.

"Hey, oh, ok, ok, didn't you bite your tongue? Let me take a look." He took out a small bottle of white essence from his pocket.

"Ok?"

"This small bottle is twenty galleons, good stuff." Sisley said.

"Okay, let me trust you one last time..." Hermione then carefully stuck out her tongue, and there were two clear gaps on the tip of her tongue that were bleeding.

"You are really cruel." Sisley sighed as he unscrewed the small bottle and poured it into the wound for free.

"Uh!"

"Don't talk yet." Sisley said as he took out his wand and tapped it lightly. The wound on the tip of his tongue slowly absorbed a little bit of the white essence and healed quickly.

He took out another piece of tissue paper and wiped off the remaining white essence on his tongue before patting Hermione's little face.

"Okay, eat more slowly from now on. Is someone trying to rob you?" Sisley rolled his eyes and said.

"It's not your fault." Hermione stuck out her tongue and said with a look of dissatisfaction.

"What can you blame me for? I asked for your consent at the time." Sisley said roguely.

"Haha...hehehe...if I believe you again, I will be a dog!" Hermione said, rolling her eyes.

"Okay, okay, whatever you say, I'll leave it to you." Sisley shrugged.

The two of them obviously wanted to continue arguing when they heard the sound of footsteps.

"Sisley, Hermione, let's go to Hagrid's hut. I haven't seen Hagrid for a long time. I just have some free time today, right?" Ron said.

"Well, I also want to ask Hagrid about Sirius Black." Harry also said.

"Well, let's go." Sisley nodded and squeezed Hermione's little hand.

"Okay, let's go." Hermione nodded.

It was snowing heavily outside, and the four of them headed towards Hagrid's hut.

Maybe it was due to the heavy snow, but Hagrid's hut, which was originally quite cozy, seemed a little lonely today, with the lights on all alone.

After walking in, Sisley patted the door hard. It didn't take long for Hagrid to open the door with red eyes. He quickly let the four Sisleys in, closed the door, and picked up the manuscript Hermione had written for him from the table. Keep chanting.

"Hagrid? Hagrid?" Harry asked doubtfully.

"Huh? Oh, I'm so sorry. I'm so obsessed with memorizing this manuscript. I'm going to pour you tea and get some snacks." He wiped his crystal eyes and walked towards the cupboard.

The four of them each held a cup of tea, and Hagrid became more normal.

"Hagrid? I heard that a witch from Ravenclaw named Tracey Gale accepted the Malfoy family's invitation to confront you on the Wizengamot." Ron began, feeling the dull atmosphere in the room. Find a topic.

"Oh yes, it does happen, but I have also heard about her. Her grandfather was severely cursed and could only be cured by going to Egypt. I can't be so selfish and not let others save her grandfather for the sake of Buckbeak. "

At this point Hagrid started to choke again.

"Poor Buckbeak... I heard that Trey Siegel is a good debater. I'm afraid, what if I make a mistake and hurt Buckbeak?" Hagrid began to cover his face and cry bitterly.

"Okay, okay, Hagrid, hasn't Hermione written the manuscript for you? No, there's nothing that can stump Hermione so far." Harry looked at Hagrid who looked pitiful. Grid was not in the mood to ask about Sirius and began to comfort Hagrid.

But this ordinary compliment made Hermione's face turn red. Others only regarded it as being embarrassed. Only Sisley patted Hermione's little hand in embarrassment.

"Are you sure?" Harry asked dryly.

"No, I felt nervous even after I drank the potion. I was afraid that I would forget the manuscript by then, and I was afraid that I might accidentally say something wrong. Maybe I didn't say something wrong, but those guys from the Department of Animal Control were going to execute Buckby. You can't beat them..." Hagrid kept hammering his chest with his huge fist, making a thumping sound.

"Okay, okay, Hagrid, maybe we are disturbing you now. I think you can drink some wine and have a good sleep. Let's leave first." Sisley looked at Hagrid who could no longer control his emotions. He said with a shrug.

Then he patted Hermione and waved to Harrow. Finally, Sisley left the remaining bottle of wheat juice to Hagrid and quietly closed the door.

"We should stay with Hagrid...he's so pathetic," Harry said quietly.

"It's different. In fact, we should give Hagrid a little bit of personal space and let him cry happily." Sisley explained.

Sure enough, not long after Sisley finished speaking, a loud cry came from the wooden house behind him, which shook the snow on the branches and fell on Sisley's head.

"Hey, poor Sisley." Hermione stuck out her tongue and shook all the snow off Sisley's head.

"Where to go now?" Ron suddenly asked.

"How about making up for the missed dinner party yesterday? Sisley continues to look for some drinks? Ouch! Why! Hermione!" Harry suddenly said wailing, holding one foot.

"You always come up with bad ideas." Hermione growled viciously.

"okok, don't say it anymore."

"Now what?"

"What else can we do? Miss Hermione has already spoken. Go back to bed. As the saying goes, it's best to sleep when it snows, right?" Sisley said teasingly.

"Okay, this is the only way..."

............

After returning to the dormitory, Harry was completely depressed. Ron wanted to comfort him, but he remembered Sisley's previous words to let Hagrid cry alone for a while and felt that it might not be appropriate to disturb him at this time.

"Dong dong dong! Harry? Is Harry here?" Just then there was a knock on the door.

"Wood's voice? Did he come to you for training?" Sisley asked Harry as he walked over to open the door.

"But it's so late now." Harry said after a moment of silence.

After opening the door, Wood was let in.

"Um, is Harry in the dormitory?" Wood asked.

"It's on the bed." Sisley said, pointing to Harry who was lying on the bed.

"Oh, Harry, come with me quickly. We need to formulate new tactics. Come with me quickly, everyone is waiting for you." He lifted Harry up and urged.