Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

When Harry and Ron stepped on the snow from the ground to the front of the Hagrid cabin, they happened to see Hagrid. However, Hagrid, who is unusually tall, is carrying a pine tree taller than him.

In the Forbidden Forest behind him, Harry even glimpsed a terrible silhouette, disappeared in the depths of the woods and lost his tracks.

On the open space at the edge of Forbidden Forest, lean against several large pine trees.

“Oh! Young man–” Hagrid immediately waved his arms as soon as he saw Harry and Ron, and the snow on the pines slipped down, thickening the snow on the ground.

“Need help?” Harry said, trying to pull out the wand, but Hagrid immediately stopped him.

“No, no…” Hagrid waved again and again. “These pine trees can’t be sent to the castle. You have to deal with it! Don’t worry, time is enough!”

As he said, even the pine tree on his shoulders was put aside by him, and he came over to Harry and Ron with empty hands.

“Don’t stand outside, go in! Warm and warm into the room…” Hagrid gently pushed Harry and Ron’s back and took them back to the door of the hunting lodge. “The door is unlocked, just pull it away!” I think I can take a break first.”

As soon as the wooden door opened, Hagrid’s hounds smashed.

“Tooth, don’t call it!” Hagrid lowered his head and shouted from the top of Harry and Ron’s head. “Is the song you taught to sing these days, are you teaching?”

“Teach your teeth to sing?” Harry was trying to go inside, and suddenly stopped and walked.

“Yes!”

When they all entered the door, Hagrid turned and closed the door, and shook his head quite regretfully.

“Before Aragog learned two songs, it can sing better than me…” Here, Hagrid sighed, “Hey – I miss Aragog.”

Harry and Ron glanced at each other and saw the helplessness on the other’s face.

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

Ok! It sounds a bit funny, but at best it can only change from “terrifying” to “disgusting”? It’s a little better, but it’s still not so easy to accept.

It was only when the two people remembered that Hagrid had become a tearful person on the day of the funeral, they could not help but understand Hagrid’s feelings.

Ron went to pick up a few pieces of wood from the woodpile and put it in the fireplace, and Harry applied a fire spell to it – they thought they should do something for Hagrid, even if it was just a little thing.

“Oh, right Hagrid…what do you want to teach your teeth to sing?” Harry asked casually.

“Well…” As soon as I talked about this, Hagrid came again with interest. “Of course it is a Christmas song! It was taught by a half-blood before, and it was a song written by muggle. It’s famous! Want to hear?”

“Oh, no… I mean, leave it to Christmas Day and sing again!” Ron quickly advised.

“Ha! That’s right,” Hagrid happily nodded. “I will teach my teeth again these two days. I want to have it perform at the Christmas dinner… Well, I hope I can stay in Hogwarts this year. A few children have Christmas together! Otherwise, the teeth can only be sung to the professors! It’s a pity…”

“Is it?” Harry heard him say, immediately shrugged. “I really want to stay with you. It’s much better to have Christmas here than to return to the women’s road!”

At this time Hagrid quickly waved his hand.

“No, no, I just said this!” He was nervous. “You should go back when you go back. Don’t listen to the nonsense I just said – you should spend Christmas with your loved ones.”

“Oh… loved ones,” Harry said, some disapproving, “Yes, loved ones!”

“…Harry.” Ron reached out and patted him on the shoulder. “I was thinking, maybe I can ask my parents – they will definitely welcome you to The Burrow for a hot Christmas!”

“Is it?” Harry came in a blink of an eye. He asked again and again. “Is it really ok? I mean – it sounds great!”

Although he really wants to go to Black House to meet Sirius – I heard that he has returned from the United States, but the Weasley family will definitely return to their homes for Christmas, so the two sides are staggered.

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

or……

“Ron, you think… can you convince your mother and let her invite Sirius?” Harry turned his head and asked with a little expectation to Ron.

Ron shook his head a little hard.

“I can try it, but I don’t think it’s likely to be successful. For the reason, I think you understand – how much is there…”

As Ron said, it’s not just because Sirius is still carrying a wanted order, but also because Sirius seems to be still recovering and not suitable for moving.

As for Mrs. Weasley… probably not very welcome to Sirius to go to her house, because she and Sirius are always not very fit, this feeling is obvious, even Harry can come out at a glance.

But at the thought of Sirius on the Christmas day, Sirius had to be able to spend time in bed, and Harry suddenly felt flustered.

“…but, you should be able to look forward to Marx!” Ron suddenly comforted him. “Is Marx not mentioned? He said Sirius would be fine before Christmas!”

“Oh–” Hagrid heard the name of Marx and snorted inexplicably. “Right! I can let Marx take your teeth to you, and then you can listen to the Christmas songs!”

It seems that nothing can make Hagrid dispel his thoughts. Harry and Ron didn’t try to stop, because they were afraid that Hagrid couldn’t think of it. They would go straight to The Burrow and show them a terrifying dog duo.

After spending a little while with Hagrid, they felt they couldn’t stay any longer.

Because, now, Hagrid is full of brains to teach teeth to sing. Maybe if you stay for a little longer, they have to be a music teacher with Hagrid!

Harry was trying to get up and just find a reason to go back to the castle. But he hadn’t had time to open the door, but there was a knock at the door of the cottage.

“Hey! Is there anyone here?”

A man’s voice came in from the door and it sounded very spiritual.

“Oh…some of them, come here…” Hagrid asked as he pulled out his big butt from the sofa. “Who is it? I have few guests here… I am Said, except for a few of you…”

As the wooden door slammed again, the cold wind outside was suddenly poured in, and the cabin that was slightly warmer was suddenly colder.

“Hey, I said there must be someone – there is smoke in the chimney!” As soon as the door opened, a fat old man appeared in front of Hagrid. “Well… you must be Rubeus · Hagrid! Minerva I mentioned you, I used to be a gamekeeper, and now I have a position as a professor of Care of Magical Creatures.”

“You are…” Hagrid looked at the old man carefully and quickly recognized him. “Mr. Slughorn? How come you are here? Come to Hogwarts to meet old friends?”

“Well, of course, there are some reasons for this.” Slughorn slammed his feet and shook the snow at the bottom of the boot. He smiled calmly. “I think we are better to go in and talk – can’t keep the door open, it will freeze.” Your little guests!”

He said as if nothing had happened, as if he really cares about the feelings of Harry and Ron, but the fact is that he also wants to bake a cold and warm.

“Oh, you are right, please come in -“

Hagrid barely took his stomach and moved his huge body to the corner of the door, giving the Slughorn a pass. And he himself turned the wooden door back after letting Slughorn go in.

Slughorn walked to the side of the fireplace, first loosened the collar, and then moved to Harry.

“Harry, we met again!” He cheered in a spirited manner, as if he was an old friend who had a good relationship with Harry. “Is it too late? Although it was a little bit early, but a little bit, but I wish you a Merry Christmas first!”

“Well,” Harry barely ordered nodded. “You too.”

Probably because I saw that Harry had some love and ignorance, Slughorn was a lot more cautious. He didn’t stare at Harry again, but turned back and looked around the hut.

“This…” He seemed to have seen something, his eyes jerked, “Hagrid, this shouldn’t be… Unicorn’s hair?”

“Oh, indeed, it’s the hair on their tails…” Hagrid nodded his head. “There are often some in the woods, they seem to be regularly hair–on the branches or on the ground, you can get it.” “”

“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 said. “If an animal is injured, it can be used as a bandage, especially strong! And it has a little effect on the recovery of the injury.”

“Oh, this is really –“

Seeing Hagrid seems to be not fully aware of the value of this gadget, Slughorn secretly secretly. He was trying to get their hands on the corner, but Hagrid shook his head again.

“I know what you want to say -” Hagrid spread the door, “Marx told me that it was too wasteful to use it directly as a bandage… so he occasionally came to pick them up to do some healing. Evil potion, let alone, it is really effective!”

“Damn, I was taken a step by the kid! Again!” Slughorn couldn’t help but feel a bit boring.