Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 169: The charming Hagrid

"...Don't worry, you have done everything that should be done, just wait. Dao.

"But...no one knows what he would do!" Fudge said in the smallest voice he could reach, "I tell you, this is too dangerous!"

"Didn’t I say that? The next thing you need to do is wait, there is nothing you need to do." Maca took another sip of butter beer before adding, "As long as you don’t show up, he will Never know what you have done, do you?"

Fudge struggled inwardly, and sighed after a while.

"Okay, let's do it!" He spread his hands helplessly, "I should go back. There are still many things to deal with in the ministry. I can't spend all my time drinking."

Maca shrugged and said, "Isn't this the life you chose?"

Fudge smiled bitterly, and after leaving a few silver on the table, he turned around and left in a hurry.

Seeing that Fudge was gone, Maca then took his butter beer and walked over to the table of students by the door.

"Luna, where else do I want to go after I have finished talking?"

This table of students are all Ravenclaw College students. When he was talking to Luna, a beautiful black-haired girl sitting next to Luna smiled at him.

"What were you talking about with Fudge just now? Mysterious..."

This graceful and generous oriental girl is named "Qiu Zhang".

To be honest, as a girl, she is still very popular in Hogwarts.

And the reason why she is popular may be due to her appearance, but it is more because of her unique gentleness that comes from Eastern blood.

Of course, she has to mention another Ravenclaw Quidditch Seeker.

Who wouldn't like such a beautiful girl who studies well and is good at sports?

Okay! At this moment, there is one in front of her.

"It's just talking about Azkaban." Maca said casually, "You know, I just came out of it. I can give the Ministry of Magic some advice. That will at least make it less easy to be criminals. Escaped."

"Oh" Qiu Zhang pursed his mouth, whispered, "Okay."

She actually has a lot of questions to ask Maca, after all, Maca's experience can be regarded as very, very special. However, not everyone has the courage to mention Azkaban.

Actually, Maca talked about this deliberately, all he wanted was to stop Qiu Zhang from asking. He had to hurry up and accompany Luna to stroll around, so that he himself could take this opportunity to take a break, and then go back and continue to do the things he can never finish.

Maca and Luna left the door together, and in the other corner, Hermione was standing puffing at an empty table with two glasses of Butterbeer, looking at them from a distance. The two walked out the door.

"Hey, Hermione Butterbeer"

On the side, Harry, who was still in the cloak of invisibility, urged in a low voice, Hermione stuffed a glass in her hand under the cloak of invisibility with full of irritation, and the dangling butter beer splashed directly into Harry’s face. on.

"Oh"

"Shut up!" Hermione interrupted Harry's whisper in an extremely bored tone.

She was thinking about it alone while sipping her glass of butter beer. The sweet taste stimulated her taste buds, but it didn't make her mood better.

Poor Harry was ignored again, and he didn't understand how well Hermione became angry again.

After a while, a large, disheveled head suddenly appeared in the crowd, which distracted Hermione's attention slightly.

"Hagrid?" she said strangely.

Harry wondered. What's weird about meeting Hagrid in the three broomsticks? When he stood up cautiously, he found that Hagrid was lowering himself and talking to Professor Moody!

In front of Hagrid was his usual beer mug, and Moody drank from the curved bottle he carried with him.

The beautiful proprietress, Mrs. Rosmerta, seemed to be very dissatisfied with this. While cleaning the glasses on the table next to her, she squinted at Moody.

She probably thought it was an insult to her warm mead, but Harry knew it was not.

In their last Defence Against the Dark Arts class, Moody told everyone that he would rather prepare food and drinks by himself whenever he wants, because it is so easy for a dark wizard to poison an unattended cup Up.

It's just that Harry doesn't agree with this neurotic habit that makes him look very weird, just like Moody in front of him.

As Harry looked at them, Hagrid and Moody stood up and prepared to leave. Harry waved his hand before remembering that Hagrid would never see him.

But Moody stopped and stared at the corner where Harry was with magic eyes. He patted Hagrid on the back, muttered something to him in a low voice, and then both turned around and walked towards Harry and Hermione's table.

"How are you doing, Hermione?" Hagrid asked loudly.

"It's okay..." Hermione flattened her mouth.

Moody limped around the table and leaned down. Harry thought he was looking at the notebook that Hermione had just taken out, but he didn't expect him to whisper: "The Invisibility Cloak is great, Potter."

Harry was dumbfounded.

"Does your eyes mean I mean, can you?"

"Yes, it can see through the invisibility cloak," Moody said quietly, "sometimes it works!"

His words sounded very meaningful, but it was a pity that Harry couldn't hear it.

Hagrid also lowered his head and smiled at Harry. He must not see Harry, but apparently Moody told Hagrid that he was here.

Hagrid leaned down and pretended to be looking at the notebook, while speaking in a very low and low voice that only Harry could hear, "Harry, come to my hut to find me at midnight today. …Wearing an invisibility cloak."

After that, Hagrid straightened up and said loudly, "It's nice to meet you, Hermione."

He blinked, and then walked away with Moody.

"Why did Hagrid tell me to find him in the middle of the night?" Harry said in surprise.

"Really?" Hermione said, also surprised, "I don't know what he wants to do... I don't know if you should go, Harry"

She looked around anxiously, and said in a low voice: "If you don't do it well, you might miss the time to meet Sirius."

At 11:30 in the night, Harry, who pretended to go to bed early, put on the invisibility cloak and hurried to Hagrid's cabin.

It's pitch black on the field. Harry walked along the lawn towards the light from Hagrid's hut. When passing by the huge carriage in Busbarton, he saw that it was also brightly lit, and he could even hear Mrs. Maxim talking in the carriage.

"Are you here, Harry?"

When Hagrid heard the knock on the door, he opened the door and looked around, whispering.

"Yeah," Harry said, flashing into the cabin and taking off the invisibility cloak from his head. "Is there a...oh, Maca?"

He was surprised to see that in Hagrid's cabin, Maca was standing by the table, and on the table in front of him, there were a lot of messy potion bottles.

"Maca, are you here too? What are you doing?" Harry couldn't help but asked.

"Me?" Maca pointed behind Harry, "I am Hagrid's personal image consultant today."

"What consultant?"

Harry froze for a moment. When he turned around, he could see Hagrid's current appearance through the light in the room...

"Oh God...no, Merlin is on!" He was shocked by Hagrid at this moment, "I mean... Hagrid... is that you?"

God knows what Maca did to him!

Hagrid's untidy, hard-wired hair is now softly draped over his shoulders. Although it is still slightly curled, it looks like this on purpose.

And on Hagrid~IndoMTL.com~ is not his only furry brown suit anymore. Maca didn't know where to get a set of black wizard robes embroidered with gold rims. Wearing it, Hagrid seemed to be thinner than usual.

Obviously, that makes him at least not look so big and rough anymore.

"This...well, awesome!" Harry rubbed his eyes and said, "I almost didn't recognize it. I was serious."

"Apply this around the neck and under the armpits," Maca put down the bottle in his hand, picked up another bottle from the table, and said to Hagrid, "Don't be too much, everywhere Just one drop to hear clearly? Just one drop!"

Hagrid took the potion bottle and carefully unplugged it. Suddenly, a peculiar and intoxicating fragrance soon permeated the whole house.

Hagrid and Harry were fascinated by the scent, only Maca held his breath in advance, and then they had no tricks of the by-product of their potions.

He clapped his hands vigorously, awakening Hagrid and Harry, and then motioned: "Look, it will be bad if you use it too much... but it will help you understand its function."

"Is this an ecstasy?" Hagrid asked subconsciously.

But Maca shook his head.

"No, it just smells very good, it's an olfactory pleasure at best," Maca pinched his nose and gasped for a breath, then urged, "Okay, apply it quickly... Remember, there can only be one drop per place, and a total of up to five drops."

After Hagrid was done, Maca put the bottle on the table back into the potion bag on his waist.

"Are you ready? Let's go!" He said as he cleaned up.

"Oh right! Hagrid, what are you going to show me?" Harry finally remembered his purpose again. )!!