Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Ron seemed to want to go back and ask Angelina for help, but no one else meant to move.

“If you go to Angelina for help, Fred and George will know how to do it, not until noon, everyone at school will know.” Hermione said, "By then Dumbledore will know that Ivan has spoken this way, and we'll be in big trouble. ”

“But...”

“I think Hermione's right, Ron!” Harry sighed, "Although this does sound frustrating, we should follow the rules and not put names in the flame cup. ”

“But...”

“I say it's best not to think about it again, because the Triwizard Tournament project is more dangerous than you can imagine.” Ivan said, "We better feel safe being an audience, or helping warriors...”

He glanced at Harry and wondered how to help him through those three dilemmas.

“If Angelina became a warrior, I would help her. ”

“Yes, I will too! ”

“Well, what do we do today?” Ron said annoyingly that he seemed to have finally given up the idea of putting his name in the flame cup.

“Go to Hagrid. We haven't visited him yet this week.” Harry said.

“All five of us go and stay there until the dinner party starts, so that no one can put their names in the flame cup.” Hermione was happy to say, "and I just remembered that I hadn't mobilized Hagrid to join S.P.E.W! ”

Colin said he had no problem, and Ivan spoke of the outfit he saw Hagrid this morning.

Harry was extremely surprised to hear Ivan's description and wanted to come and take a look at it right away.

“Vomiting and tail screws, that's bad enough.” Ron sighed, reluctantly following everyone outside, "Well, go to Hagrid's, hoping he wouldn't ask us to donate a few fingers to the tail screw as well. ”

They walked out of the castle to Hagrid's cabin.

Students in Boosbatons seem to have finished their breakfast and are getting off the carriage.

Ivan saw Gabriel smiling at herself, while Furong and the other girls pretended not to see them.

It's hard to imagine Gabriel talking to herself last night for a long time.

Evan thinks they're indifferent to a few of their own people just by the way they behave now!

Ron stared wide-eyed and still stared at Furong's back until she and Mrs. Maxim walked into the castle.

A few minutes later, they arrived at Hagrid's cabin, where Harry knocked on the door and immediately heard a low bark of teeth.

“Finally!” Hagrid opened the door, "I thought you little guys forgot where I lived! ”

“We're so busy!” Hermione said.

She looked up at Hagrid with surprise and, despite her readiness, was surprised by his outfit.

Harry, Ron, and Colin have been staring at Hagrid's weird haircut, and they seem scared, which is just too bad.

But nobody said anything to avoid hurting Hagrid's self-esteem.

They walked in, Hagrid's cabin had only one room.

A huge bed sits in a corner with a patchwork quilt over it.

The furnace fire is preceded by an equally large wooden table and chairs, and the ceiling above the furnace fire is filled with a pile of marinated ham and dead birds.

Hagrid started making tea, and they sat down at the table and soon discussed the Triwizard Tournament.

Hagrid seemed as excited about the matter as they thought he would be.

“Wait,” he said with a grin, "you'll see things you've never seen before, and the first item is... ah, I shouldn't have said it. ”

“Go on, Hagrid!” Harry, Ron, Hermione and Colin urged.

But Hagrid shook his head and grinned.

Ivan drank tea and didn't know Hagrid was so happy because of the Fire Dragon or Mrs. Maxim.

Or both.

“I don't want to spoil your interest.” Hagrid said, "But it's gonna be great, I'll tell you. Those warriors have something to do. I never thought I'd see the Triathlon back in my life! ”

They ended up having lunch with Hagrid, but they didn't eat much.

Hagrid made them a pot of stuff, which, according to him, was a steak risotto.

As a result, Hermione dug a big paw out of her share, and then five of them lost their appetite.

Nevertheless, they had a good time.

Harry, Ron, and Colin were all over Hagrid to tell them what items were in the game and speculate on which participants might be selected as warriors.

Looking at Ron, he seems to have forgotten to put his name in the flame cup.

By 3: 00 or 4: 00 in the afternoon, there was a little rain in the sky and everyone felt so comfortable.

They sat by the warm stove fire, listening to the rain knock on the glass window, watching Hagrid weave his socks, and debating with Hermione the issue of keeping the elves at home, because when Hermione showed him his badge, he categorically refused to join S.P.E.W.

“It's not a good thing for them, Hermione!” Seriously, he said, through a big bone needle with a yellow yarn, “their nature is to take care of humans, and they like that, you know? If they were not allowed to work, they would feel sad, and paying them would be an insult to them. ”

“But Harry and Evan liberated Dobby. Don't mention it.” Hermione said, "Ivan also paid him...”

“Yeah, yeah, there are some freaks in every creature. I do not deny that there is an individual Pokémon willing to be free, but you will never be able to convince most Pokémon to fight for freedom. Really, that's impossible, Hermione. ”

Hearing him, Hermione looked very annoyed and stuffed the box with the badge into the pocket of the cloak.

By 5: 30, it was getting dark.

Ivan, Harry, Ron, Colin and Hermione felt it was time to return to the castle for the Halloween banquet and, more importantly, to attend the school warrior's announcement ceremony.

“I'm coming with you.” Hagrid said, putting his knitting stuff aside, "wait for me. ”

He stood up, walked to the five-cupboard by the bed, and began to look inside for something.

People didn't pay much attention at first until a particularly bad smell burst into their nostrils.

Everyone couldn't help but cough and look at Hagrid curiously.

“Hagrid, what is that?” Harry couldn't help but ask.

“Hmm?!” Hagrid turns around, he's got a big bottle in his hand, "don't you like it? ”

“Is that a moisturizing perfume after shaving?” Hermione asked, almost choking.

“Well, it's cologne!” Hagrid muttered, suddenly realizing what, his face was all red and his voice was dull, “I probably spilled too much, I'll wash it off, wait...”

He walked out of the cabin heavily, and they saw him washing his face diligently in a bucket outside the window.

“Cologne perfume?!” Hermione asks surprisingly, "Hagrid?! ”

“What the hell is wrong with him?! ”

“And the hair and the suit! ”

“You will soon find out!” Ivan lowered his voice and said he was going to give Hagrid a better bottle of perfume this Christmas.