Chapter 33: Hagrid
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Chapter 33: Hagrid
In mid-October, the raging flu at Hogwarts not only failed to subside, but intensified further, even affecting several professors unfortunate enough to catch it.
Fortunately, Felix Harp had foresight. He obtained two vials of invigorating potion from Madam Pomfrey in advance, taking a sip before class to avoid being infected by unreliable young wizards.
On Wednesday, Felix found himself unusually free from classes. He walked out of the castle and followed a small path, passing through the greenhouse and the Whomping Willow, until he reached the cabin guarded by the Forbidden Forest.
As he approached, a large dog started barking, but Felix waited quietly. After a while, a burly fellow with a thick beard and feet like small boats emerged from the cabin.
He called out to the dog, "Fang, hush!" then turned to Felix, giving him an assessing look.
"Professor Hagrid? Do you have a moment?"
In his eyes, this professor was dressed meticulously, with neat hair and a cleanly shaven beard – an entirely different kind of person from him.
"As a new professor, I realized I haven't paid you a visit yet, and I must say, that's quite impolite..."
"Is that so?" Hagrid grumbled, leaning against the doorway and showing obvious disinterest.
"I learned from Dumbledore that you're an excellent keeper of the Forbidden Forest and quite skilled with magical creatures. Coincidentally, I'm very interested in these lovely little creatures as well."
"Really? Uh, I mean..."
Felix tapped his wand on the ring on his left index finger, conjuring a thick book in his hand with silhouettes of animals on the cover.
"This is my gift."
Hagrid's gaze fell upon the assorted animal silhouettes. He hesitated, then said somewhat awkwardly, "Oh, this, you're too kind. I mean... you didn't really have to..."
Hagrid stood there for a moment, then waved his massive arms. "Come in, do come in."
Felix smoothly entered Hagrid's cabin, and from his perspective, it had the aura of a bachelor's living space – seemingly messy but with everything in its right place.
When Hagrid handed him a cup, Felix realized he was mistaken. Hadn't this cup been unwashed for days? It was dirty!
After chatting with Hagrid for a bit, Felix noticed his gaze was continuously drawn to the book. He naturally shifted the conversation in that direction.
"Hagrid, I made this book myself. It took quite a bit of effort, and I hope you'll like it."
For example, facing a Sphinx, it was wise to preemptively present three riddles to confound and engage it in deep thought;
For instance, when encountering a Blast-Ended Skrewt, one could use magic to shape a stone, and these creatures had an intense fear of dogs with pure white fur;
And, the thought of food for Mountain Trolls and their fear of bright light...
Midway through, the professor provided butterbeer and specially crafted cakes, and the two enjoyed their meal.
When Felix exited Hagrid's cabin, the sky had already darkened.
By the roadside, he spotted a young witch with red hair who seemed a bit disoriented. He redirected her back to the castle.
The next day, Felix exchanged several Whomping Willow branches and a pot of Devil's Snare from Professor Sprout's Herbology class.
The former was a highly valued material, often used for wand-making and important in the creation of several potions. Thanks to Harry and Ron—due to their collision with a Whomping Willow at the start of term—this material was currently quite abundant.
His office.
Felix observed the materials on his worktable: a dirty cushion, a few seven- to eight-meter-long black branches, and a pot of tightly coiled plants.
He was quite satisfied.
Felix was preparing to craft a magical item.
The method came from an extremely ancient and rare magical book he had recently come across in the library. Initially, he didn't pay it much attention, as the book's title, "Alchemy Applications," seemed similar to what he had seen before.
But he quickly realized the difference. The cover of the book had been added later, and the pages inside were visibly older. Were it not for magical protection, Felix had no doubt that they would have disintegrated into ashes immediately.
Within this thin little tome were the notes of more than ten individuals. Some were chaotic, while others were neat and orderly. There were annotations, corrections, additions, and condescending oversight of successors.
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Chapter 33: Hagrid
In mid-October, the raging flu at Hogwarts not only failed to subside, but intensified further, even affecting several professors unfortunate enough to catch it.
Fortunately, Felix Harp had foresight. He obtained two vials of invigorating potion from Madam Pomfrey in advance, taking a sip before class to avoid being infected by unreliable young wizards.
On Wednesday, Felix found himself unusually free from classes. He walked out of the castle and followed a small path, passing through the greenhouse and the Whomping Willow, until he reached the cabin guarded by the Forbidden Forest.
As he approached, a large dog started barking, but Felix waited quietly. After a while, a burly fellow with a thick beard and feet like small boats emerged from the cabin.
He called out to the dog, "Fang, hush!" then turned to Felix, giving him an assessing look.
"Professor Hagrid? Do you have a moment?"
In his eyes, this professor was dressed meticulously, with neat hair and a cleanly shaven beard – an entirely different kind of person from him.
"As a new professor, I realized I haven't paid you a visit yet, and I must say, that's quite impolite..."
"Is that so?" Hagrid grumbled, leaning against the doorway and showing obvious disinterest.
"I learned from Dumbledore that you're an excellent keeper of the Forbidden Forest and quite skilled with magical creatures. Coincidentally, I'm very interested in these lovely little creatures as well."
"Really? Uh, I mean..."
Felix tapped his wand on the ring on his left index finger, conjuring a thick book in his hand with silhouettes of animals on the cover.
"This is my gift."
Hagrid's gaze fell upon the assorted animal silhouettes. He hesitated, then said somewhat awkwardly, "Oh, this, you're too kind. I mean... you didn't really have to..."
Hagrid stood there for a moment, then waved his massive arms. "Come in, do come in."
Felix smoothly entered Hagrid's cabin, and from his perspective, it had the aura of a bachelor's living space – seemingly messy but with everything in its right place.
When Hagrid handed him a cup, Felix realized he was mistaken. Hadn't this cup been unwashed for days? It was dirty!
After chatting with Hagrid for a bit, Felix noticed his gaze was continuously drawn to the book. He naturally shifted the conversation in that direction.
"Hagrid, I made this book myself. It took quite a bit of effort, and I hope you'll like it."
For example, facing a Sphinx, it was wise to preemptively present three riddles to confound and engage it in deep thought;
For instance, when encountering a Blast-Ended Skrewt, one could use magic to shape a stone, and these creatures had an intense fear of dogs with pure white fur;
And, the thought of food for Mountain Trolls and their fear of bright light...
Midway through, the professor provided butterbeer and specially crafted cakes, and the two enjoyed their meal.
When Felix exited Hagrid's cabin, the sky had already darkened.
By the roadside, he spotted a young witch with red hair who seemed a bit disoriented. He redirected her back to the castle.
The next day, Felix exchanged several Whomping Willow branches and a pot of Devil's Snare from Professor Sprout's Herbology class.
The former was a highly valued material, often used for wand-making and important in the creation of several potions. Thanks to Harry and Ron—due to their collision with a Whomping Willow at the start of term—this material was currently quite abundant.
His office.
Felix observed the materials on his worktable: a dirty cushion, a few seven- to eight-meter-long black branches, and a pot of tightly coiled plants.
He was quite satisfied.
Felix was preparing to craft a magical item.
The method came from an extremely ancient and rare magical book he had recently come across in the library. Initially, he didn't pay it much attention, as the book's title, "Alchemy Applications," seemed similar to what he had seen before.
But he quickly realized the difference. The cover of the book had been added later, and the pages inside were visibly older. Were it not for magical protection, Felix had no doubt that they would have disintegrated into ashes immediately.
Within this thin little tome were the notes of more than ten individuals. Some were chaotic, while others were neat and orderly. There were annotations, corrections, additions, and condescending oversight of successors.
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Chapter 33: HagridIn mid-October, the raging flu at Hogwarts not only failed to subside, but intensified further, even affecting several professors unfortunate enough to catch it.Fortunately, Felix Harp had foresight. He obtained two vials of invigorating potion from Madam Pomfrey in advance, taking a sip before class to avoid being infected by unreliable young wizards.On Wednesday, Felix found himself unusually free from classes. He walked out of the castle and followed a small path, passing through the greenhouse and the Whomping Willow, until he reached the cabin guarded by the Forbidden Forest.As he approached, a large dog started barking, but Felix waited quietly. After a while, a burly fellow with a thick beard and feet like small boats emerged from the cabin.He called out to the dog, "Fang, hush!" then turned to Felix, giving him an assessing look."Professor Hagrid? Do you have a moment?"In his eyes, this professor was dressed meticulously, with neat hair and a cleanly shaven beard an entirely different kind of person from him."As a new professor, I realized I haven't paid you a visit yet, and I must say, that's quite impolite...""Is that so?" Hagrid grumbled, leaning against the doorway and showing obvious disinterest."I learned from Dumbledore that you're an excellent keeper of the Forbidden Forest and quite skilled with magical creatures. Coincidentally, I'm very interested in these lovely little creatures as well.""Really? Uh, I mean..."Felix tapped his wand on the ring on his left index finger, conjuring a thick book in his hand with silhouettes of animals on the cover."This is my gift."Hagrid's gaze fell upon the assorted animal silhouettes. He hesitated, then said somewhat awkwardly, "Oh, this, you're too kind. I mean... you didn't really have to..."Hagrid stood there for a moment, then waved his massive arms. "Come in, do come in."Felix smoothly entered Hagrid's cabin, and from his perspective, it had the aura of a bachelor's living space seemingly messy but with everything in its right place.When Hagrid handed him a cup, Felix realized he was mistaken. Hadn't this cup been unwashed for days? It was dirty!After chatting with Hagrid for a bit, Felix noticed his gaze was continuously drawn to the book. He naturally shifted the conversation in that direction."Hagrid, I made this book myself. It took quite a bit of effort, and I hope you'll like it."For example, facing a Sphinx, it was wise to preemptively present three riddles to confound and engage it in deep thought;For instance, when encountering a Blast-Ended Skrewt, one could use magic to shape a stone, and these creatures had an intense fear of dogs with pure white fur;And, the thought of food for Mountain Trolls and their fear of bright light...Midway through, the professor provided butterbeer and specially crafted cakes, and the two enjoyed their meal.When Felix exited Hagrid's cabin, the sky had already darkened.By the roadside, he spotted a young witch with red hair who seemed a bit disoriented. He redirected her back to the castle.The next day, Felix exchanged several Whomping Willow branches and a pot of Devil's Snare from Professor Sprout's Herbology class.The former was a highly valued material, often used for wand-making and important in the creation of several potions. Thanks to Harry and Rondue to their collision with a Whomping Willow at the start of termthis material was currently quite abundant.His office.Felix observed the materials on his worktable: a dirty cushion, a few seven- to eight-meter-long black branches, and a pot of tightly coiled plants.He was quite satisfied.Felix was preparing to craft a magical item.The method came from an extremely ancient and rare magical book he had recently come across in the library. Initially, he didn't pay it much attention, as the book's title, "Alchemy Applications," seemed similar to what he had seen before.But he quickly realized the difference. The cover of the book had been added later, and the pages inside were visibly older. Were it not for magical protection, Felix had no doubt that they would have disintegrated into ashes immediately.Within this thin little tome were the notes of more than ten individuals. Some were chaotic, while others were neat and orderly. There were annotations, corrections, additions, and condescending oversight of successors.Hello everyone, If you enjoy reading this novel and want to read 5 Chapters ahead of schedule, then please join my Patreon. Or Consider donating! at Paypal or Ko-fi.Your support is greatly appreciated
