Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 540 Poor pure blood

  Hagrid's sense of Lockhart is really bad.

   Having said that, the other party suddenly ran over to him, and wanted to teach him how to prevent water monsters from getting into the well?

  Looking at Lockhart who kept nagging, Hagrid became dazed, and couldn't help looking at the place where Albert had just disappeared, and couldn't help complaining about the guy who sneaked away just now.

  Albert must have expected this situation a long time ago, so he sneaked away.

  Damn it, you didn't stay with me.

  Hagrid felt inexplicably noisy, what did Lockhart just say?

  Harry sending a signed photo?

   "Does he need a signed photo?" Hagrid felt speechless, and interrupted aloud, "Professor Lockhart, Harry doesn't need a signed photo, he is already famous."

   Lockhart frowned slightly when he heard this, but soon resumed nagging, talking about the incident where Harry came to school in a flying car.

  Hagrid was speechless for a moment, so he simply brought the rooster that had just been slaughtered from the side, began to pluck the feathers, and casually said a few words to the other party.

  Lockhart's bragging made Hagrid feel uncomfortable all over. He really didn't know whether the other party couldn't understand, or deliberately didn't understand, so he insisted on nagging for nearly ten minutes.

   I don’t know how this man can talk so much, isn’t he thirsty?

   "If you need any help, just come to me." Lockhart smiled handsomely at Hagrid, "You know where I am!"

   "No, thanks, I don't need help just yet," said Hagrid dryly.

"However, I'm surprised you don't have a book written by me." Lockhart didn't feel embarrassed at all, and said to himself: "Tonight, I'll send a signed book. Okay ,goodbye!"

  After Lockhart left, Hagrid immediately closed the wooden door and heaved a sigh of relief.

   Thankfully, he is finally gone.

   When Hagrid turned his head, he saw Albert sitting in his original position again.

   "Where did you hide just now?" Hagrid glared at Albert angrily.

"If Lockhart sees me, he will definitely be more troubled, so it's better for me not to see him here." Albert didn't care about Hagrid's dissatisfied gaze, and asked casually, "Speaking of which, What was the water monster that Lockhart mentioned just now?"

   "Water monster is just a general term, referring to those monsters that live in water." Hagrid took the half-plucked rooster from the table, wiped the table clean with a rag, and placed the teapot and snacks again.

   "What water monster would live in the well?" Albert asked, scratching Fang Ya's ear.

   At this moment, there was another knock on the door.

  Hagrid took a deep look at Albert, stepped forward to open the door, and couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief when he saw Harry, Ron and Hermione coming.

   "What is Lockhart doing here, Hagrid?" Harry Potter's voice came from outside the door.

   "Teach me how to keep a nyx from getting into a well," said Hagrid angrily, "as if I don't know, what's wrong with Ron, he looks sick?"

  Harry and Hermione helped Ron across the threshold, and when they entered the cabin, they saw Albert sitting there rubbing the dog's head.

   "Albert?" The surprise on Hermione's face quickly returned to normal, and she said with a smile, "Congratulations, you have won the International Wizards Chess Championship."

"Thank you, what happened to Weasley, was he hit by a curse?" Albert looked at Ron who was spitting out snot, and suggested, "If you can't break the curse, you'd better take him to Pon Mrs. Frey, he would suffer less if he could."

   "That..." Harry helped Ron sit on the chair, and awkwardly explained to the two why Ron spit slugs.

"His luck is not bad. Sometimes very bad things happen when the spell returns." Albert looked at Ron with interest, took out his wand and tried to break the spell for him, but obviously nothing major The effect, because Ron was spitting slugs out of his mouth again, looked really unflattering.

   "It's better to spit it out than to swallow it," Hagrid didn't seem too worried, and found a large copper basin and put it in front of Ron.

   "Swallow it?" Albert heard Hagrid's words, and couldn't help feeling sick in his heart.

   "No way?" Hermione asked.

"Failed. However, this is expected. The backfire of the spell is a difficult situation to deal with." Albert didn't care about Ron's situation. Anyway, he was not the one who spit the slug. His friends all Who can be blamed for not taking people to the school hospital?

   "That broken wand needs to be replaced!"

  Hagrid was pouring tea for a few people with a copper pot, and suddenly thought of something, "Oh, by the way, Harry. I heard that you sent out a signed photo, why didn't I get it?"

   "I didn't send the signed photo," Harry protested angrily, "That's Lockhart spreading rumors everywhere."

"Harry, you can go to Lee Jordan and sign your wizard card." Albert suddenly remembered something, and continued, "In this way, you will no longer need to sign in the future. Lockhart talked about it, and he's agreed to let me make him his own wizard card."

   "No, no, thank you." Harry refused dryly.

   "I suggest you not to refuse, even Dumbledore is happy to do so." Albert reminded kindly, "In fact, the professors in the school have basically agreed."

   "Basically?"

"Professor Snape didn't agree, and I haven't been able to convince him yet. To be honest, Professor Snape may have misunderstood me a little." Albert made up his mind to do it secretly in the future, anyway, Snape finally got cold , as long as there are photos, it is possible that the other party can crawl out to make trouble for him, so Albert doesn't care whether Snape refuses or not.

   "I don't seem to have one." Hagrid said suddenly.

   "Yes, I have made it for you a long time ago. If you are interested, I will bring you a set of cards next time." Albert said with a smile.

   "That's great!" Hagrid nodded in satisfaction, "However, I don't want Lockhart's card."

   "Hagrid doesn't like Professor Lockhart?" Hermione looked surprised.

   "Actually, everyone doesn't like Professor Lockhart." Albert said without hesitation, "Didn't you find out? Basically, the professors in the whole school don't like Professor Lockhart very much."

  Harry opened his mouth in shock, Hermione showed a confused and confused expression, as for Ron, he was still spitting slugs into the basin.

   "I just came to Hagrid to inquire about Lockhart. Given his teaching level, I suspect that what Professor Lockhart described in his book is actually fiction."

"you should not…"

  "Lockhart just bragged to me about how he got rid of female ghosts. If one of them was true, I would have eaten the teapot." Hagrid also agreed with Albert's words.

   "Hagrid, Dumbledore thinks Lockhart..." Hermione's voice couldn't help raising a bit.

   "Who did Ron want to curse just now?" Albert rudely changed the subject. It would be unwise for him to talk to a fan about someone she likes.

   "Malfoy," said Ron hoarsely, "Malfoy called Hermione 'Mudblood'"

   "Is it true?" Hagrid looked at Hermione angrily, wanting to get an answer from her himself.

   "Yes," Hermione nodded, "but I don't know what that means."

   "Mudblood refers to Muggle wizards like us." Albert explained casually, "It's also a slanderous name for people whose parents don't know magic."

  Hagrid looked at Albert quite speechlessly, he didn't understand why Albert didn't seem to be angry at all.

   "Actually, you don't know." Albert took a sip of tea, shook his head and said, "The group of so-called pure-blood wizards in the wizarding world are just a bunch of poor people."

  At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded, and even Ron stopped vomiting.

"The so-called pure blood is actually the birth of close relatives. After all, there are only so few pure blood wizards in the UK, and it is inevitable that they have some relatives." Albert began to popularize science to the stunned three: "Three generations of direct blood relatives Inside, even close relatives."

"You may not know that intermarriage will cause a lot of problems, such as genetic diseases, mental decline, schizophrenia, irritable personality, anger, arrogance, conceit, and even irrationality." Albert drank After taking a sip of tea, he said in a joking tone, "Now do you know why black wizards are more cruel? Because they are all products of inbreeding and intermarriage, and birth cannot be chosen by oneself, so I said they are poor people , Think about the irritable personality when you were born, or a genetic disease."

  Hagrid felt extremely absurd, but felt that what Albert said was quite reasonable. Aren't most of the Death Eaters the so-called pure-blood wizards?

   Don’t those so-called pure-blood wizards really like inbreeding?

"Although such intermarriage may produce offspring with far more magical power than ordinary wizards, it's not about whose spells are more powerful." Albert said, raising his hand and knocking on his head, "Wizard More need to rely on the brain, the brain is the most important? Even if a genius is born, the probability is very low, and it may be accompanied by many genetic problems."

  Ron suddenly wanted to laugh. A guy with a sense of superiority like the Malfoy family turned into a worthless wretch in Albert's mouth. Malfoy should really listen to what he said.

   Ouch!

  Ron quickly leaned over again, retching for a while, and a few slugs popped out of his mouth again.

   This moment seemed to wake up the other three. It's just that the expressions on their faces became very weird.

  (end of this chapter)