Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 451: Snow Hut

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

And in the forbidden forest behind him, Harry even vaguely caught a glimpse of a scary figure, which disappeared in the depths of the forest.

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

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

"Need help?" Harry said, and wanted 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 pull it away! I think I can also take a break first."

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

"Ya Ya, stop screaming!" Hagrid lowered his head and shouted from the top of Harry and Ron, "Is the songs 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 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?

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

It's just that when the two recalled the day of the funeral that Hagrid cried and became a tearful child, 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 thought they should do something for Hagrid, even if it was just a small thing. Also good.

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

"Hmm..." As soon as he said this, Hagrid became interested again, "Of course it is a Christmas song! I was taught by a mixed-blood before and said it was a song written by Muggles, which is famous! Do you want to hear it? ?"

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

"Ha! That's right," Hagrid nodded happily, "No matter how hard I teach the teeth these two days, I want it to perform at the Christmas dinner... Well, I really hope that this year Huo Gwozli can leave a few more children to spend Christmas together! Otherwise, Yaya can only sing to the professors! What a pity..."

"Really?" Harry immediately shrugged when he heard him say that, "I really want to stay with you-spending Christmas here is much better than going back 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, "I was thinking, maybe I can ask my parents-they will definitely welcome you to the Burrow for a lively Christmas. Of!"

"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 really wanted to go to the Old 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.

Also, it's hard to say whether he will 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 no matter how you think.

Or...

"Ron, do you think... can you persuade 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 the reason, I think you understand-as much as you need..."

As Ron said, not only because Sirius is still carrying a wanted warrant, but also because Sirius seems to be recovering from injuries and is not suitable for moving.

As for Mrs. Weasley...probably not welcome Sirius to her house very much, because she and Sirius always don't get along well, this feeling is obvious, even Harry can see it at a glance.

But when he thought that on Christmas Day, Sirius would have to lie weakly in bed, Harry suddenly 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 when 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's a child!"

It seems that under no circumstances can 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 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 go back 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 very energetic.

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

As the wooden door creaked again, the cold wind from outside suddenly filled in, and the cabin that finally warmed up slightly became colder all of a sudden.

"Oh, I said there must be someone—smoke is coming from the chimney!" As soon as the door opened, a fat old man appeared in front of Hagrid, "Well...you must be Ruber ·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 closer 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 let the door Keep driving, 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 fact was that he wanted to warm up the fire.

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

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

Slughorn walked to the fireplace, loosened his collar, then immediately moved his eyes to Harry~IndoMTL.com~Harry, we meet again! "He greeted him energetically, as if he and Harry were a close old friend, "How have you been recently?" Although it was a little bit earlier, I wish you a Merry Christmas first! "

"Well," Harry nodded reluctantly, "So do you."

Probably because he saw that Harry was a little ignorant, Slughorn was more cautious this time. He stopped staring at Harry and entangled him, but instead looked around the cabin.

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

"Oh, indeed, that's the hair on their tails..." Hagrid nodded indifferently. "There are often some in the forest. They seem to shed their hair regularly-on branches or on the ground. You can pick it up."

"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's a little effective in recovering from 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 would be too wasteful to use it as a bandage... so he occasionally came to make them. Some potions to cure wounds and evil spirits, let alone, they are really effective!"

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