Chapter 574 Time

In fact, because of Winky's uncontrollable crying, the mobilization work that Hermione originally wanted to carry out naturally came to nothing.

Hermione didn't let Winky stop until it was time to leave.

No matter what Hermione asked, Winky's answer would always be the same.

Sobs.

It seemed that this was not the first time that Twinkle had been like this, and the strangeness in his eyes could not be concealed.

Yes, Winky is very sad because of Barty Crouch.

This also intensified Hermione's dissatisfaction with Barty Crouch.

There was nothing she could do about it. Hermione always had a hurt expression on her face because she went to the kitchen on her originally happy days.

As soon as December started, the early winter brought wind and fog to Hogwarts. The castle is always pleasant in the winter.

Maybe it's because of magic, but everyone really likes Hogwarts in winter.

Every time Harry and the others passed Durmstrang's boat on the lake, they felt very comfortable when they saw the boat bumping up and down in the sea wind, with the black sails bulging toward the sky.

Perhaps the Beauxbatons residence should also be very cold. Harry noticed that Hagrid was fattening Madame Maxime's horses because of the single malt whiskey they liked to drink.

The smell rising from the trough in a corner of the stable was enough to make an entire class on Care of Magical Creatures dizzy.

This is no good, of course, as the terrifying Blast-Ended Skrewts in their care require their wits to fight.

"I don't know if they hibernate." Hagrid was teaching his next lesson to the students in the windy pumpkin patch. Rita Skeeter was leaning against the fence in Hagrid's garden, observing the chaos.

Today, she was wearing a thicker purple-red coat with a woolen collar and a crocodile leather handbag hanging on her shoulder.

When the Blast-Ended Skrewt cornered Harry and Ron, Hagrid jumped on top of the Blast-Ended Skrewt and crushed it. At this time, bursts of flames spurted out from its mouth, scorching the nearby pumpkin seedlings. .

"Who are you?" Hagrid asked.

"I'm Rita Skeeter, a reporter for the Daily Prophet." Rita replied, looking at him with a smile, her gold teeth shining with gold.

"Dumbledore said you were fired, right?" Hagrid said, frowning, and pulled the subdued Blast-Ended Skrewt to his companion.

Rita seemed not to hear Hagrid.

"What are these strange monsters called?" she asked, smiling wider.

"A squid with a glowing tail," Hagrid muttered.

"Really?" Rita asked, obviously genuinely interested. "I've never heard of such a thing...where did they come from?"

Harry noticed the blush on Hagrid's sideburns. His heart sank. How did Hagrid get these Blast-Ended Skrewts?

Hermione seemed to have been thinking about this question. At this time, she immediately replied: "They are interesting, aren't they? Harry, don't you think so?"

"What? Oh, yes, yes... ouch... that's interesting." Harry yelled because she stepped on his foot.

"Ah, you are here, Harry!" Rita Skeeter said, looking around, "So, you like Care of Magical Creatures? One of your favorite classes?"

"Yes." Harry said firmly.

Hagrid looked at him and smiled. Just like a child weighing more than 200 pounds...

"Well, that's interesting," said Rita. "Really interesting. How long have you been teaching?" she added to Hagrid.

Harry noticed her eyes darting over to everyone, Dean (who had a heavy knife mark on one side of his face), Lavender (whose robes were badly scorched), and Finnigan (who was nursing her (his burnt fingers), and then glanced at the window of the hut, where many students stood with their noses pressed against the glass windows, trying to get a clearer view of the Black Lake.

"This is my second year here," Hager said.

"Well, it's interesting... I guess you don't like being interviewed, right? But can you share with us your experience in contacting magical animals? I think you know, everyone on the "Daily Prophet" There’s an animal column on Wednesdays, so let’s get these, uh--whistling-tailed snails in the paper.”

"A squid with a glowing tail," Hagrid corrected eagerly. "Uh-right?"

Harry felt very uncomfortable about this, but with Rita Skeeter present, he couldn't express it to Hagrid.

So when Hagrid and Rita were discussing finding a time to meet at the Three Broomsticks for an interview that week, they could only stand there in silence and endure it.

After a while, the castle bell rang, indicating the end of another class.

"Well, goodbye, Harry!" Rita Skeeter happily said goodbye to him when she saw him, Ron and Hermione getting up to leave.

"See you Friday night, Hagrid!"

"She'll twist everything he says," Harry whispered.

"As long as he doesn't illegally import those Blast-Ended Skrewts or whatever." Hermione said desperately, they wanted to help Hagrid - if it were Hagrid, he would do the same.

"Hagrid was always in trouble, but Dumbledore never fired her," Ron said consolingly. "The worst part is, Hagrid has to get rid of those Blast-Ended Skrewts. I'm sorry...did I say seriously?" Yes, my intentions are good.”

"This is a good thing." The surrounding air suddenly made a sound.

"Fanlin? What are you doing? I thought you didn't come..."

"In fact, I used the Disillusionment Charm. When Rita arrived, it was too troublesome to negotiate with her. She came to me many times. It's hard to imagine how she would polish me." Fanlin said helplessly.

"However, it's a good idea to get rid of those blasting-tailed skrewts. God knows where Hagrid got these weird things from."

Harry, Ron and Hermione all laughed and felt happier because of it. Of course, no one would stop Hagrid. They got up and went to have lunch. This was much more important than these damn blasting-tailed skrewts. .

Now Harry and Ron are back together. Things are fun again.

They had a lot of fun playing double-sided foresight that day, and they also drew star maps and wrote prophecies together. Professor Trelawney, who was originally happy to see the two of them predicting their own deaths, was suddenly angry when she explained the different ways Plato disrupted daily life and Harry and Ron snickered.

This is also a daily activity. The two of them always provoke Professor Trelawney. Fortunately, Professor Trelawney is not Snape. This is the only thing to be thankful for. (To be continued)