The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

"Snape!?"

Harry let out a cry, nearly jumping out of bed in surprise.

"That's right, it's your Potions professor." Professor McGonagall said with some admiration, "His attainments in Occlumency are amazing, and he is a real master of Occlumency!"

Harry couldn't understand the admiration in Professor McGonagall's words.

God is so pitiful, Snape has to mess with him from time to time in the Potions class with dozens of people. If this really turned into a one-on-one private class, what kind of terrifying scene would it be?

Harry felt that Voldemort might not need to think twice about trying to kill him.

Because according to the class frequency of once a week, he would probably be beaten to death by Snape in less than a month!

Professor McGonagall naturally knew what Harry was thinking at the moment.

Seeing how ugly Harry's face was, she sighed and said:

"If you really don't want Snape to teach you, you can ask Dumbledore to change your teacher."

As soon as this remark came out, a cluster of flames called hope burst out of Harry's eyes in an instant. He widened his eyes and said in an almost pleading tone:

"Who!"

"Link Foley, I heard Dumbledore mention that he has been studying Occlumency with Professor Snape for almost 5 years, and he is also very accomplished in this area now." Professor McGonagall said , "Of course, you need to tell Dumbledore yourself after Dumbledore comes back, maybe he has other considerations."

After finishing speaking, Professor McGonagall left the ward directly without looking at Harry's tangled expression of joy and sorrow.

As the door was closed, Harry sighed heavily.

What Professor McGonagall said just now did not reassure him much, but instead made the haze in his heart a little bit thicker.

This has nothing to do with his possibility of going to Snape to learn Occlumency in the future, but simply worried about Link.

In the previous scenes, Link was fighting Voldemort.

Although judging from these pictures alone, Link actually still has the upper hand, so his life safety should be no problem.

But Link's state of being shrouded in cold mist and black smoke at that time gave Harry a feeling that he was far more evil and terrifying than Voldemort.

Harry had a rather ominous premonition about this, but out of trust in Link, he didn't tell McGonagall about it, nor did he plan to tell Dumbledore.

At least not until he talks to Link himself, and he doesn't intend to tell anyone.

There are too many things involved.

Having made up his mind, Harry lay down heavily on the soft bed, rubbing the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead with his hands.

There are thousands of thoughts in my heart, but I can't do anything.

Snapped--

A sudden explosion startled Harry.

Harry looked up, only to realize that it was Ron and Hermione who had pushed the door open.

The two of them obviously came here for the first time after running for a long time. Ron's hair, which was too long because it hadn't been trimmed for too long, was stuck to his forehead due to sweat, and Hermione also looked out of breath. .

"How are you feeling now, Harry? I brought you a roast chicken..."

While talking, Ron took out another greased paper bag soaked in chicken fat from his arms.

It was obvious that the oil-paper package hadn't been opened yet, but the unique aroma of roast chicken permeated instantly, and Harry's stomach let out a roar in cooperation - he was dragged into the infirmary after eating half of his breakfast, until now It's already afternoon and the rice hasn't been eaten yet.

Seeing this, Hermione quickly punched him and interrupted:

"Harry can't eat something so greasy!"

Ron shrank his neck when he heard the words, while Harry's throat wriggled violently and said:

"It's okay, Professor McGonagall said that my body is fine, and that I should leave the infirmary early in a while and go back to the dormitory to preview my homework."

Hermione let out a long breath of relief.

She might still be skeptical about what others said, but if Professor McGonagall really let Harry be discharged from the hospital to study as soon as possible, it means that Harry's health is indeed fine.

On the other side, Ron had been laughing and helping Harry open the oil-paper packet and handed it over.

Harry's eyes lit up, and regardless of not washing his hands, he tore a chicken leg and gnawed on it.

The hogwarts house elves are extremely skilled. The roasted whole chicken is quite tasty, and the chicken legs are the most delicious part of the whole chicken. When you bite down, the rich juice explodes instantly, and the oily gas permeates the entire mouth. It immediately satisfied Harry's parched stomach.

Seeing Harry eating so happily, Ron, who had just finished his lunch, felt a little hungry again.

Not daring to snatch Harry's big chicken leg, Ron carefully tore off a forewing root and stuffed it into his mouth to chew, as if helping to taste the taste.

"So," Ron muttered, nibbling on the chicken, "you're all right, right?"

Harry was speechless, and just nodded upon hearing this.

Ron went on to say:

"Then are you still going to the Forbidden Forest this afternoon? Today is our appointment with Hagrid."

Harry suddenly remembered Ron's words.

Ever since they ran into the little giant in the Forbidden Forest that day, they had made an agreement with Hagrid to meet the little giant with Hagrid every week.

According to Hagrid, this is to allow his brother Glop to communicate with others more, so as to cultivate Glop's social skills, which can be regarded as preparations for Glop to officially enter everyone's field of vision.

Harry quickly swallowed all the chicken in his mouth and said:

"Of course I will, and Hagrid will complain for a long time if I don't. I don't want to-"

Before Harry could finish speaking, Hermione said decisively:

"No! Didn't you hear what Professor McGonagall said before? She told you to go, preview! Homework!"

"This is not good news for me. After all, I haven't even finished my vacation homework, and I haven't fully learned the previous knowledge. Going directly to preview will only make my brain more confused."

"Then you should go and write all your homework properly!"

"But, I don't want to write."

Harry shrugged his shoulders and said this before Hermione changed his face completely, "Please Hermione, just let me go! Think of Hagrid, who lives alone in such a cold day In that simple cabin, the thing we usually look forward to the most is that we accompany him to meet his younger brother every week. Do you really want to extinguish the last hope of this poor old man?"

The rage on Hermione's face stagnated suddenly, her face turned from red to blue, and then quickly turned white again, but she finally compromised:

"Okay, that's only for this time! And after you come back this time, you must promise to finish all your homework before next week!"

"Of course, school starts next week, and I don't want to be locked up by Professor McGonagall because I haven't finished my homework."

Harry agreed without hesitation.

After saying that, he and Ron blinked at each other with a playful smile.

Admittedly, sometimes it works the way George and Fred did with people.

Half an hour later, the three of Harry wore invisibility cloaks and braved the wind and snow to arrive at the hunting ground.

Hagrid was already fully dressed and waiting at the door of the cabin.

From the snow on his body and the almost white beard and hair, it can be seen that he has been standing here waiting for a long time.

Seeing him looking at Hogwarts Castle from time to time, Hermione's nose soured for no reason, and she directly lifted the invisibility cloak and said:

"Hagrid! Here we are! Why don't you go and wait in the cabin?"

"Ha! You guys are here." Hagrid laughed happily when he saw this, the snow on his head fell with the shaking of his body, and finally revealed his face, "It's okay, I It's not cold at all. But you, why are you wearing such thin clothes? This is not acceptable, at least you should wear a scarf. Don't move around here, I'll be right back!"

After speaking, Hagrid went straight into the hut.

Harry and Ron had been glaring at Hermione angrily—they had planned to stealth to scare Hagrid.

As a result, hearing what Hagrid said, the eye circles of the two of them also turned slightly red.

After a while, Hagrid came out again.

He still held three scarves in his hands, and put them directly around the necks of the three of Harry without saying a word.

Since it was made by Hagrid himself, these three scarves also naturally carried Hagrid's rough style.

Warmth is indeed warmer, but the strange color that is neither yellow nor white has nothing to do with aesthetics anyway, and the wool that has not undergone deep treatment is even more tied to the neck.

Best of all these scarves are HUGE in size!

Harry felt like he was wearing a wool blanket directly over his head, which was very inconvenient.

But even though these scarves had various flaws, none of the three of Harry had any intention of taking them off, and instead smiled sweetly at Hagrid.

Seeing this, Hagrid smiled even more happily.

He clapped his hands vigorously, and then led the three of Harry into the Forbidden Forest.

But just as their figures completely disappeared into the dense forest, a snowdrift deep in the hunting ground suddenly moved.

As the snow fell in large swaths, a boy in tights was revealed.

Even though he had been hiding in the snowdrifts all morning, the boy didn't seem to know what cold was.

He brushed off the snow on his head and face indifferently, and then took out a double-sided mirror from a small bag on his waist and began to wipe it.

One time, two times, three times...

The water vapor on the mirror gradually dissipated, and Umbridge's figure wrapped in pink appeared immediately.

"What's up?"

Umbridge didn't even look at the camera, and said while trimming his nails.

"Professor, Hagrid has gone into the Forbidden Forest again," the boy said, licking his dry lips, "but this time Harry Potter and his two followers are going in with Hagrid."

Umbridge paused for a moment, squinted his eyes and looked at the camera:

"Come on! We'll be there!"

"Yes! I see!"

The boy saluted respectfully, put away the double-sided mirror and walked towards the Forbidden Forest.

And as the boy's pace gradually accelerated, the boy's figure gradually became unreal.

In the end, the boy's figure had completely disappeared, leaving only a series of footprints on the snow that were still rapidly spreading into the distance.

...

On the path in the Forbidden Forest.

The three of Harry, who didn't know anything, still followed Hagrid and continued to go deeper into Grapp's stronghold.

Thanks to Hagrid's ability to overcome obstacles and open the way, the speed of the three of them was much faster this time, and the experience of traveling was also much better.

"...Glop has not been as lively as before recently. I think he should have adapted to the environment in the Forbidden Forest and become as peaceful as when I first met him. Hey! You can't guess it, Greg Lop also made friends. Although it was just a little goblin, it is a good sign! I think that one day Grop will definitely have the ability to truly live in peace with others. When that time comes, I will ask Deng Bullido offered Grapp a job, and he would definitely agree! Haha..."

Hagrid said cheerfully, while the Harry trio behind him all looked at him with complicated expressions.

Along the way, Haigri was so excited that he could hardly contain himself, and his mouth basically never stopped.

At first, Harry and the others would chime in a few words from time to time, but as time went by, Harry and the others had nothing to say.

The current Hagrid is simply incomprehensible.

Any creature of normal IQ would know that Dumbledore would never allow a giant to live in the Forbidden Forest, let alone give him a job, even though the giant was Hagrid's half-brother.

This is a matter of principle.

Even if Dumbledore was really going to do that for Hagrid's sake, Umbridge and the parents of the students would still find a way to mess it up.

At the same time, Harry didn't think Hagrid could educate Glop to be able to live a normal life with ordinary people.

The poor brain capacity of the giants is doomed that they can only use more direct and straightforward methods to deal with most things in life, and many of these methods are simply unbearable for ordinary people.

The most typical example is personal hygiene.

Due to their strong physique and primitive aesthetics, the giants don't have the concept of bathing at all.

So in fact, the smell of giants is not much better than that of trolls.

This kind of difference in living habits based on IQ deficiency is difficult to change even for a genius among giants, let alone a relatively mentally handicapped one like Glop.

In addition, Hagrid's claim that Glop is gradually "getting better" is completely nonsense in Harry's view.

Hagrid's method of training Glop was no different from the method of taming animals in the circus.

It is nothing more than guiding Glop to make an action similar to 'shaking hands', and then giving a piece of meat. After repeating and strengthening this process through the reward mechanism, Glop will naturally take the action of 'shaking hands' Keep it firmly in your mind.

But this has nothing to do with 'getting better'. Grapp just wants to eat meat.

As for the goblin who had befriended Glop, Harry could only hope that he was still alive when they arrived.

Because according to Hagrid's description, it has spent almost more than a day and a night with Glop.

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