Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 539: Poor pureblood

Hagrid's sense of Lockhart is really bad.

Speaking of which, the other party suddenly ran over to find him, and he actually wanted to teach him how to prevent the water monster from getting into the well?

Looking at Lockhart who was constantly nagging in his mouth, Hagrid became dazed and couldn't help but look at the place where Albert had just disappeared, and couldn't help complaining about the guy who had just sneaked away.

Albert must have expected this, so he sneaked away.

Damn, not staying with me.

Hagrid felt inexplicably noisy, what did Lockhart just say?

Halifa autographed photo

"Does he need an autograph?" Hagrid interrupted, feeling speechless, "Professor Lockhart, Harry doesn't need an autograph, he's already famous."

Lockhart frowned slightly when he heard this, but soon resumed his babbling about Harry coming to school in the flying car.

Hagrid was speechless for a while. He simply took the rooster that had just been slaughtered from the side and began to pluck the feathers, and casually said a few words to the other party.

Lockhart's bragging made Hagrid feel uncomfortable. He really didn't understand whether the other party couldn't understand it, or whether he didn't understand it on purpose. He just kept nagging for nearly ten minutes.

I don't know how this man can talk so much. Couldn't he be thirsty?

"Come to me if you need any help." Lockhart gave Hagrid a self-assured smile. "You know where I am!"

"No thanks, I don't need help right now," Hagrid said dryly.

"However, I'm surprised you don't have a book I've written yet." Lockhart said without embarrassment, "I'll give you a signed book tonight. Come here. Good bye!"

As soon as Lockhart left, Hagrid closed the wooden door and exhaled heavily.

Thank goodness he's gone.

When Hagrid turned his head, he saw Albert sitting in the same position again.

"Where did you hide just now." Hagrid glared hurriedly at Albert angrily.

"If Lockhart sees me, he will definitely be more troubled, so it's better for me not to see him here." Albert ignored Hagrid's dissatisfied gaze and asked casually: " By the way, what is the water monster Lockhart mentioned just now?"

"Water monsters are just a general term, referring to those monsters that live in water." Hagrid took the half-plucked rooster from the table, wiped the table with a rag, and put the teapot and dessert.

"What kind of water monster would live in a well?" Albert asked, scratching Fang's ear.

At this moment, there was another knock on the door.

Hagrid took a deep look at Albert, stepped forward to open the door, and was relieved to see Harry, Ron, and Hermione coming.

"What is Lockhart doing here, Hagrid?" Harry Potter's voice came from outside the door.

"Teach me how to keep the water goblin from getting into the well," said Hagrid indignantly. "As if I didn't know, what's wrong with Ron, he looks sick?"

Harry and Hermione helped Ron across the threshold, and when they entered the cabin, they saw Albert sitting there rubbing the dog's head.

"Albert?" Hermione's surprise quickly returned to normal, and she said with a smile, "Congratulations, you won the International Wizarding Chess Championship."

"Thanks, what happened to Weasley, was he hit by a curse?" Albert suggested, looking at Ron, who was spitting slugs, "if you can't break the curse, you'd better take him with you. Go to Madam Pomfrey, so that he can suffer less."

"That..." Harry helped Ron sit down in the chair and awkwardly told the two of them why Ron was throwing slugs.

"His luck is not bad. Sometimes bad things happen when the spell is backfired." Albert looked at Ron with interest, and took out his wand to try to break the spell, but apparently he didn't. What a big effect, because Ron's mouth is spitting slugs again, which looks really unflattering.

"It's better to spit it out than swallow it," Hagrid didn't seem too worried, finding a large copper basin and placing it in front of Ron.

"Swallow it?" Albert couldn't help feeling nauseated when he heard Hagrid's words.

"Is there no way?" Hermione asked.

"Failed. However, this is to be expected, the backlash of the spell is a more difficult situation to deal with." Albert didn't care about Ron's situation. My friends don't take people to the school hospital, who can blame this?

"It's time to change that broken wand!"

Hagrid poured tea for a few people with a copper pot, and suddenly thought of something, "Oh, that's right Harry. I heard you sent a photo of your autograph, why didn't I get it"

"I didn't post the autographed photo," Harry protested disgruntled, "that's Lockhart spreading rumors all over the place."

"Harry, you can go to Lee Jordan and sign your wizard card." Albert suddenly remembered something and continued, "This way, you won't need to sign in the future, I I told Lockhart about it last time, and he has agreed to let me make his own wizard card for him."

"No, no, thank you." Harry declined dryly.

"I advise you not to refuse, even Dumbledore would be happy to do so." Albert reminded kindly, "In fact, the professors in the school have basically agreed."

"Basically?"

"Professor Snape didn't agree. I haven't been able to convince him for the time being. To be honest, Professor Snape may have misunderstood me a little." In the end, it was cold. As long as there were photos, it was possible that the other party could climb out and find trouble for him, so Albert didn't care whether Snape refused or not.

"I don't think so," said Hagrid suddenly.

"Yes, I have already made it for you a long time ago. If you are interested, I will bring you a set of cards next time." Albert said with a smile.

"That's great!" Hagrid nodded with satisfaction, "However, I don't want Lockhart's cards."

"Hagrid doesn't like Professor Lockhart?" Hermione looked surprised.

"Actually, everyone doesn't like Professor Lockhart." Albert said without hesitation, "Didn't you find out? Basically, the professors in the whole school don't like Professor Lockhart very much."

Harry opened his mouth in shock, Hermione looked confused and confused, and as for Ron, he was spitting slugs into the basin.

"I just came to Hagrid to inquire about Lockhart. Based on his teaching level, I suspect that what Professor Lockhart described in his book is actually fictional."

"You shouldn't..."

"Lockhart bragged to me just now about how he exorcised female ghosts, and if one of them was true, I ate the teapot." Hagrid also agreed with Albert.

"Hagrid, Dumbledore thinks Lockhart..." Hermione's voice rose a little.

"Who was Ron trying to curse just now?" Albert brusquely diverted the topic, it would be unwise for him not to talk to a fan about someone she likes.

"Malfoy," said Ron hoarsely, "Malfoy calls Hermione 'Mudblood'"

"Is it true?" Hagrid looked at Hermione indignantly, wanting to get the answer from her.

"Yes," Hermione nodded, "but I don't know what that means."

"Mudbloods are Muggle wizards like us," Albert explained casually, "a slanderous term for people whose parents don't know magic."

Hagrid looked at Albert rather speechlessly, he didn't understand why Albert didn't seem to be angry at all.

"Actually, you don't know." Albert took a sip of tea, shook his head and said, "The so-called pure-blood wizards in the wizarding world are just a bunch of pitiful bastards."

At this moment, everyone was stunned, even Ron stopped vomiting~IndoMTL.com~ The so-called pure blood was actually born from an intermarriage. After all, there are only so many pure-blood wizards in the United Kingdom, and it is inevitable that they have some relatives. "Albert began to popularize to the stunned three people: "Within three generations of direct blood relatives, they are considered close relatives. "

"You may not know that intermarriage can lead to a lot of problems, such as genetic diseases, such as mental decline, such as schizophrenia, such as temperament, anger, arrogance, conceit, and even unreasonable personality." Burt took a sip of tea and continued, "Now do you know why dark wizards are cruel? Because they are the products of intermarriage, and sometimes you can't choose your birth, so I say them. It's a poor bastard. Thinking of being born, he has a grumpy personality, or he has a genetic disease."

Hagrid thought it was extremely absurd, but he felt that what Albert said really made sense. Aren't most Death Eaters those so-called pure-blood wizards?

Aren't so-called pure-blood wizards fond of intermarriage?

"Although such intermarriage, the descendants may have far more magical power than ordinary wizards, but now it's not a matter of who's spell is stronger." After speaking, Albert raised his hand and tapped his head. , "Wizards need to rely more on their brains. The brain is the most important thing? Even if a genius is born, the probability is very low, and it may be accompanied by many genetic problems."

Ron wanted to laugh. The superiority guy like the Malfoys turned into a worthless pitiful **** in Albert's mouth. He should really let the other party hear this.

Ouch!

Ron hurriedly leaned down again, retching, and a few slugs popped out of his mouth again.

This time, it seemed that the other three were awakened. It's just that the expressions on their faces became very weird.