Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

A genius remembers the site address in one second: (Vertex Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! When Harry and Ron stepped on the snow all over the ground and came to the door of Hagrid’s hut, they happened to see Hagrid.However, Hagrid, who had an unusually tall physique, was walking towards this side carrying a taller pine tree.

And in the forbidden forest behind him, Harry vaguely caught a glimpse of a frighteningly large figure, disappearing in the depths of the forest.

On the clearing at the edge of the forbidden forest, there are several big pine trees leaning diagonally.

"Oh! Boys—" Hagrid waved his arms happily as soon as he saw Harry and Ron, and the snow from the pine trees slipped down, spreading the snow on the ground thicker.

"Need help?" Harry said, trying to draw out his wand, but Hagrid stopped him immediately.

"No, no need..." Hagrid waved his hand repeatedly, "These pine trees can't be sent to the castle yet, they have to be dealt with! Don't worry, enough time!"

As he said, even the pine tree on his shoulder was put aside by him, and he approached Harry and Ron empty-handed.

"Don't stand outside, go in! Get in the house to be warm..." Hagrid gently pushed Harry and Ron's backs and led them back to the door of the hunting lodge. "The door is unlocked, just open it. Now! I think I can also take a break first."

As soon as the wooden door opened, Hagrid's hounds Yaya barked.

"Ya Ya, stop screaming!" Hagrid lowered his head and yelled from the top of Harry and Ron, "Is the songs I taught you sing in vain?"

"Teach Yaya to sing?" Harry, who was walking inside, stopped and said in amazement.

"Yes!"

When they all entered the door, Hagrid turned around to close the door, and shook his head regretfully.

"Aragok has learned two songs before, and it sings better than me..." At this point, Hagrid sighed, "Oh-I miss Aragok."

Harry and Ron glanced at each other, and both saw the helplessness on each other's faces.

The funeral of that big spider is vividly vividly seen right now, even if it is a corpse, it is quite terrifying.As for the big spider that can sing?

Ok!It sounds a bit funny, but at best it can only change from "terrible" to "disgusting", right?Slightly better, but still not so easy to accept.

It's just that when the two recalled that Hagrid had cried and turned into tears on the day of the funeral, they couldn't help but understand how Hagrid felt.

Ron went and pulled a few pieces of wood from the pile of wood and put them into the fireplace, while Harry cast a fire curse in it—they felt they should do something for Hagrid, even if it was just a small thing.

"Oh, by the way Hagrid...what song do you want to teach Yaya to sing?" Harry asked casually.

"Hmm..." Hagrid got excited again when he said this, "Of course it's a Christmas song! I was taught by a mixed race before, and said it was a song written by Muggles, it's famous! Want to hear it?"

"Oh, no... I mean, save it for Christmas Day!" Ron quickly persuaded.

"Ha! That's right," Hagrid nodded happily. "I will teach the teeth well these two days, and then I want it to perform at the Christmas dinner... Well, I really hope that this year Hogwarts There can be more children left for Christmas together! Otherwise, Yaya can only sing to the professors! What a pity..."

"Really?" Harry immediately shrugged when he heard him say, "I really want to stay with you-it's much better to spend Christmas here than to return to Privet Drive!"

At this moment Hagrid waved his hand quickly.

"No, no, I just said that!" He said nervously, "You have to go back when it's time to go back, don't listen to the nonsense I just said-you should spend Christmas with your loved ones."

"Um... family," Harry was obviously disapproving, "Yes, family!"

"...Harry." Ron reached out and patted his shoulder.

"Really?" Harry was energetic in a blink of an eye, and he asked again and again, "Is it really possible? I mean—this sounds great!"

Although he actually wanted to go to the Black House to meet Sirius-I heard that he had returned from the United States, but the Weasleys would definitely go back to their home for Christmas, so the two sides were staggered.

Moreover, it is hard to say whether he can be allowed to go to Grimmauld Place this time!As the secret headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, there is always danger hidden there, and it is not suitable for festivals.

or……

"Ron, do you think... can you convince your mother to invite Sirius too?" Harry suddenly turned his head and asked Ron with some expectation.

Ron shook his head in embarrassment.

"I can try, but I don't think the possibility of success is great. If you have a reason, I think you understand-as much as you want..."

As Ron said, it was not only because Sirius was still carrying a wanted warrant, but also because Sirius seemed to be recovering and was not suitable for moving.

As for Mrs. Weasley...probably he didn't welcome Sirius to her house very much, because she and Sirius always didn't get along well. This feeling was so obvious that even Harry could see it at a glance.

But when he thought that on Christmas Day, Sirius would have to spend it weakly in bed, Harry felt flustered.

"...But you should be able to look forward to Maca!" Ron suddenly comforted him, "Didn't Maca mention it? He said Sirius would be fine before Christmas!"

"Oh—" Hagrid whispered inexplicably as soon as he heard Maca's name, "That's right! I can let Maca take Yaya to your place, and then you can listen to Yaya sing Christmas songs! "

It seemed that under no circumstances could Hagrid dispel his thoughts.Harry and Ron didn't try to stop them anymore, because they were afraid that Hagrid would not be able to think about it, and they would go straight to the Burrow with their teeth and perform a terrible duo of humans and dogs for them.

After continuing to sit with Hagrid for a while, they felt that they couldn't stay any longer.

Because now Hagrid is all about teaching Yaya to sing.Maybe if they stay for a little longer, they will have to become music teachers with Hagrid!

Harry was about to stand up and find any reason to return to the castle.But before he could speak, there was a knock on the door of the cabin.

"Hey! Is anyone here?"

A man's voice came in from outside, sounding energetic.

"Oh...some and some, here comes..." Hagrid responded, pulling his big butt out of the sofa, "Who is it? I have very few guests here...I I mean, except for you guys..."

As the wooden door creaked again, the cold wind outside suddenly filled in, and the hut, which finally got warmer, suddenly became much colder.

"Oh, I said there must be someone—smoke from the chimney!" As soon as the door opened, a fat old man appeared in front of Hagrid, "Well... you must be Rube Hagrid. Minerva and I mentioned you. She used to be a hunting field guard, and now she is also a professor in the protection of magical creatures."

"You are..." Hagrid took a close look at the old man and quickly recognized him. "Mr. Slughorn? Why are you here? Come to Hogwarts to meet your old friend?"

"Well, of course, there is also this part of the reason." Slughorn stomped his feet, shook off the snow from the soles of the boots, and smiled calmly, "I think it's better for us to go in and talk-we can't keep the door open. , It will freeze your little guests!"

He said as if nothing had happened, as if he was really concerned about how Harry and Ron felt, but the truth was that he wanted to warm the fire.

"Oh, you are right, please come in soon—"

Hagrid reluctantly closed his stomach, moved his huge body to the corner of the door with difficulty, and let Slughorn pass.And he himself closed the wooden door again after letting Slughorn in.

Slughorn walked to the fireplace, loosened his collar first, and then immediately moved his gaze to Harry.

"Harry, we're seeing each other again!" He greeted him energetically, as if he and Harry were a close old friend. "How have you been recently? Although it's a little bit earlier , But I wish you a Merry Christmas first!"

"Well," Harry nodded reluctantly, "You too."

Probably because he saw that Harry was a little reluctant to answer, Slughorn was more cautious this time.He stopped staring at Harry and lingering, but instead looked around the cabin.

"This..." He seemed to have seen something, his eyes lit up suddenly, "Hagrid, isn't this... unicorn hair?"

"Oh, indeed, that is the hair on their tails..." Hagrid nodded his head indifferently. "There are often some in the forest. They seem to shed their hair regularly-on branches or on the ground, you can pick them up. get."

"My dear friend," Slughorn tried to suppress the excitement in his heart, "they look so beautiful!"

"It's pretty, but it's more useful--" Hagrid shrugged his shoulders. "If an animal is injured, it can be used as a bandage. It's very strong! And it has a little effect on the recovery of the injury."

"Oh, this is really—"

Seeing that Hagrid hadn't fully realized the value of this thing, Slughorn secretly took pleasure in it.He was trying to get them around, but Hagrid shook his head again.

"I know what you want to say--" Hagrid said, "Maca also told me that it was too wasteful to use it as a bandage... so he occasionally came to take them for some treatment. The potion that hurts and cures evil, let alone, is really effective!"

"Damn it, that kid was one step ahead! Again!" Slughorn couldn't help feeling frustrated.Mobile users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.