A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 191: Buckbeak

Felix leaned over and looked at the black hair on the red cloth, "Is that all?"

"Unfortunately, only these were found from Azkaban," said Dumbledore.

"Well," Felix nodded. He thought for a moment and said, "I can't guarantee the number of looking glasses... One, no problem! Two, it's a little bit reluctant, and three, it's just a matter of luck."

Dumbledore smiled and said: "It has exceeded my expectations. I thought I could only make a looking glass."

After coming out of the office, Felix looked at the sky, it was not too late. He walked out of the castle and followed a path straight to Hagrid's hut.

He smelled the scent of the trees, and the grass was wet from the rain. Soon, the outline of the house became clear.

"Yaya, don't make trouble."

Felix said to the black hound that jumped up, it seemed to want to paw at him, but he couldn't touch it through a layer of air, he didn't want it to step on him with muddy paws .

Felix took out a warm beef pie from the ring's special compartment and threw it to Fang.

Ya Ya caught it in one bite, and wagged his tail cheerfully at him.

Felix knocked on the door, "Hagrid, it's me, Felix."

There was a whimpering sound from inside——

"Come in, the door is unlocked!"

He pushed open the door, and was startled by the scene inside: the small room was packed to the brim, and Hagrid was sitting on the soft bed, taking a large barrel of wine and pouring it desperately, his eyes were red and swollen, and the eyes were cloudy with tears.

At his feet lay a hippogriff, and before it lay a copper basin containing **** raw meat. Juice dripped from the corner of its mouth to the floor, and when it heard Felix's movement, it raised its head and stared at him vigilantly.

"Hagrid?"

Hagrid looked straight at him and muttered, "Felix, you heard too..." He patted the hippogriff on the head, "Be good, Buckbeak, You can't make mistakes again."

Bacobeak lowered his raised head, and continued to deal with the raw meat in the basin.

"Would you like some?" Hagrid shook the barrel.

"No thanks."

Felix sat down not far from him: "I did hear some rumors, but I didn't expect it to have such a big impact on you."

Hagrid took another sip of wine, the beard was sparsely covered with liquor, "What can I do? It may be the shortest professor ever..."

"They fired you?" Felix asked in surprise.

"Uh, Harry and the others have asked the same question... not yet, but sooner or later. A representative of the school management came to see me yesterday. He was dressed meticulously. To be honest, he looked a bit like you. He told me that my class scheduling was too aggressive, and I should be more cautious..."

"I don't think it's a big problem." Felix said, "As far as I know, the Hippogriff has good intelligence. What accident should have happened?"

"Accident? That's right... you're being a judge!" Hagrid suddenly yelled angrily, startling the giant beast next to him, "That student named Malfoy didn't listen to me at all, I Tell him to bow and bow! He's acting like a fool!"

Felix looked at Hagrid strangely, and asked softly, "Did you let him get in close contact with the students?"

"Yeah, I understand them, there's no danger. As long as it salutes you back, it's a bow... hiccup!" In the basin, "That means it recognizes you. Very polite creature, isn't it?"

Felix has reservations about this. It is true that bowing will be recognized, but it is not because of politeness, but because you first exposed your fatal parts and won their trust, and they will bow their heads in turn. to earn your trust.

This is a unique habit.

"Hagrid, my suggestion is that for creatures that have the ability to harm little wizards, such as it—"

"Buckbeak, it's called Buckbeak." Hagrid introduced roughly.

"—For example, Buckbeak, it's better to keep a long-distance view in the first class. After you get familiar with it, you can choose one or two obedient students to get in touch with it."

"That's a good suggestion, but it's a pity I can't use it at the moment." Hagrid said sadly, "I've been out of energy all day today, and I sent my students to feed the Flobber caterpillars, and I looked up at the sky...Maybe there will be one in the next second." The owl told me I was fired."

Felix said directly, "Hagrid, you don't have to worry about your position. I checked your appointment—that is, Kettleburn's records. He has sixty-two probation. You're much worse, but he's safe and sound until retirement."

"Really? I didn't expect this. The representative of the school board looked like I was going to be sent to Azkaban." Hagrid said expectantly.

"They can't expel an official professor, that's the principal's power. At most, they can arrange punishment for you, but who cares?" Felix said, he has studied these rules thoroughly, so he never I thought about taking care of them.

Hagrid became excited, he looked at Felix: "So, I'm fine?"

"You're fine."

"That's really good!" Hagrid cheered, and the drink hanging from his beard was thrown everywhere, and Buckbeak sneezed ~IndoMTL.com~ Oh, go, Buckbeak , go back to your place! "Hagrid pulled it up with a smile, and pushed it out of the hut under its reluctant eyes.

"I'm still worried that I will be fired, and I can't even do the job of guarding the Forbidden Forest. I want to feed it in the end. Now it seems that I think too much..."

Felix said, "Hagrid, let's talk about your next class. I think little unicorns are good. They are fluffy and look cute. I am also curious about unicorns." What are the characteristics of the golden hair of the beast's infancy..."

"Isn't it imposing enough?" Hagrid asked.

Felix looked at him calmly, which made Hagrid flustered. He waved his hand, "Well, you're right, I shouldn't take the risk."

He snapped his fingers: "Unicorns, Bowtruckles, Sniffers, Fire Crabs, Flower Fairies, and Aurora Birds... Is its sound a bit dangerous?" He asked Felix's opinion .

A small dark green bird with a shy personality that resembles a malnourished juvenile vulture known for its heartrending cry.

Felix thought for a while: "I remember its calls are regular?"

"Usually they call before the heavy rain. For a while, people used it to forecast the weather. Later, they couldn't stand its sound, it was too unpleasant... There are also aurora birds that howl incessantly in winter. That means they're dying." Hagrid said thoughtfully, "I could find a sunny day and they'd be wilting."

Felix encouraged him and said: "That's it, Hagrid, you have to rule out possible risks based on the characteristics of magical animals."

"Ha, I seem to have found a trick."

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When Felix returned to the office, it was already dark. He looked at the photo of Nick Flamel on the workbench and asked, "Is Nick there?"