Chapter 468 Supplier Hagrid, the Seriousness of the Matter (1/2)

Chapter 468 Supplier Hagrid, the seriousness of the matter

The day after the match between Gryffindor and Slytherin, Hagrid returned to Hogwarts.

The prophecy accurately predicted his return, and Aaron took Abe to the hut on the edge of the Forbidden Forest that day.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Aaron knocked on the wooden door a few times.

"Who is it?" Hagrid's voice came from inside the house.

"I, Aaron, have something to ask you."

"Wait a moment."

A few seconds later, the door opened, and Hagrid glanced at Aaron, "Are you the only one here?"

"Hmm..." Aaron thought for a moment and knew what Hagrid was thinking, "I don't think Harry and the others know you're back."

Hagrid nodded, "Come in first, it's cold outside."

Aaron walked into the hut and found a chair to sit down. Hagrid closed the door and walked with a limp. His face and hands were covered with scars, and his left eye was blue and purple and even swollen into a slit.

"Hiss! Are you going to fight the giant monster?"

"No."

"Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!" Aaron couldn't help smacking his lips, "It seems that the task assigned by Dumbledore to you was not completed! Otherwise, you wouldn't be so embarrassed."

"You know?" Hagrid was shocked, but his movement was too big, and he grimaced in pain the next moment.

"No need to guess, after the Triwizard Tournament, Dumbledore told Fudge that he should gain the friendship of other races before Voldemort.

He also called you and Ms. Maxime together. I can't think of any other connection between you except giants."

"You are always so quick-witted." Hagrid sighed, "But you have to be careful not to talk about this matter, this belongs to..."

"It's highly confidential! I understand." Aaron interrupted, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in the course of things, it's enough to know that giants will be future enemies."

Hearing this, Hagrid's expression relaxed a little.

"Would you like some tea?"

"Forget it, I have something else." Aaron said, and then he took out a bottle of wine from Abe's pocket.

Gulp!

The sound of swallowing saliva sounded, and Hagrid stared at the wine in Aaron's hand.

"Uh... How about I pour you a glass?"

"That's so embarrassing!" Hagrid said and put a cup on the table.

Aaron looked at the cup that was bigger than the bottle and couldn't help but fall into silence.

"How about I change it?" Hagrid was also a little embarrassed, "It's mainly because I haven't drunk for too long."

"No." Aaron immediately waved his hand to refuse.

If this small request is not met, it will be difficult to ask for things later.

He looked at Abe seriously, and the Holy Dragon felt scared when he was stared at, and his two white dragon claws subconsciously covered his pockets.

"Let go." Aaron said unhappily, "When will you change your miserly character? I'm just taking some wine."

Abe breathed a sigh of relief and reluctantly let go of his claws.

Aaron rolled his eyes at it and then took out a wooden barrel from his pocket, "The best malt liquor will definitely make you drink to your heart's content."

Hagrid nodded repeatedly. He was also a person who often went to bars. Just by smelling the aroma of malt in the air, he knew that this was a rare good wine.

But as soon as he reached out his hand for the wooden barrel, he was stopped by Aaron, "I can give you this barrel of wine, but you are so seriously injured, drinking is probably... not appropriate!"

"It's nothing. I have suffered more serious injuries when taming those dangerous magical animals before." Hagrid said carelessly, "Drinking will definitely not delay things."

Aaron laughed. He didn't believe it at all when Hagrid said this.

"I mean you'd better get treated first."

"What a hassle." Hagrid muttered, and then took out a piece of raw meat from under the wooden table, which was still stained with green blood.

He applied the meat to his face and hummed comfortably.

"This is..."

"Roar!"

Abe suddenly roared and stared at Hagrid fiercely.

Hagrid seemed to have thought of something and was a little at a loss for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Aaron asked puzzled.

"The breath of the same kind." Abe muttered, "This is definitely dragon meat."

Aaron patted his forehead and took out fresh dragon meat in front of his dragon cub, a naked provocation!

"I, I, I really didn't mean it.

I just didn't think too much, and fire dragon meat has analgesic effect, so..." Hagrid said hesitantly. It was rare for him to get so close to this dragon. What if he made it angry and ignored him in the future?

"Put it away!" Aaron said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "But it's better not to use this unhygienic method."

"Oh!" Hagrid looked at Abe nervously, and when he saw that he had no intention of taking action, he wrapped up the dragon meat in dismay.

"Give him some treatment!" Aaron said to Abe.

Abe crossed his paws over his chest and turned his head away proudly, "I don't want it."

"If you help him heal, we can pay less later." Aaron said helplessly in dragon language.

For the sake of money, Abe barely convinced himself, spread his wings and flew in the air to use healing magic on Hagrid.

A white magic circle appeared above Hagrid, and he immediately felt a strong warmth. The wounds on his body that were still bleeding healed quickly, the lumps and purple on his face gradually faded, and even the broken bones in his body were reconnected.

A minute later, Hagrid's injuries were completely healed.

He stretched his limbs, walked around the room easily, and then looked at Abe with burning eyes, "I knew it was more special than any dragon, and it was definitely not comparable to a fire dragon.

If it was in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Diseases, half of the doctors would probably be unemployed."

Abe raised his proud dragon head seriously. It was a holy dragon, and in terms of bloodline, it was definitely at the top of the dragon pyramid.

"Ahem!" Aaron coughed and called Abe down from the air, "Hagrid, I have something to ask you this time."

"You tell me."

"Didn't I buy a batch of magical creature materials from you last year?"

"Have you used them up?"

"Not yet, but soon."

Hagrid frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "What did you do with them? Are they consumed so quickly?"

"I still can't tell you that."

"Last year you said that you needed the products of magical creatures to strengthen the power of magic props to deal with the Triwizard Tournament, but the Triwizard Tournament has passed, you..."

"But Voldemort is back." Aaron interrupted, "The magic world is not peaceful now, can't I make some preparations in advance?"

"Well... wait a moment." Hagrid said helplessly, and then turned out a bunch of feathers from a pile of straw behind him, "There are only so many for now, you know, I haven't been back for several months."

"Understand."

Aaron looked at the hundreds of feathers of different colors, and his eyes widened a little.

The thought body used the feathers of magical animals to make a lot of magic bullets with secondary enchantment, and if he wanted to go further and achieve triple or even quadruple enchantment, he would need more materials to practice.

Now the inventory of the Shenming Temple has been consumed by almost everything, and it is not enough to support him to continue, but as long as he can get this batch of goods, he can definitely solve the urgent problem.

"How much?"

"I am not happy when you say that." Hagrid's face suddenly showed displeasure, "I was very embarrassed that you left a bunch of Galleons for me last year, and I can't accept them this year anyway."

"But this..."

"You have helped me treat my injuries, it is normal to give some medical expenses!" Hagrid said with a smile, "If you give me money, you don't treat me as a friend."

Aaron was a little at a loss for a moment, but Abe held Aaron's calf and refused to let go, looking at him with expectation:

Master, you must not be confused at this time!

This is a lot of money!

Aaron no longer hesitated, who made him raise a greedy dragon!

He was not short of money, but the pocket money of several thousand Galleons given by his family every month was saved by him in Gringotts. He had been using his own money since he earned his first pot of gold at the age of eight.

The daily expenses plus the precious metals such as gold, silver and copper used to make enchanted bullets really meant that he could not make ends meet.

Huh!

Aaron took a deep breath, picked up a bunch of feathers and stuffed them into Abe's pocket.

"Thank you."

"You are so polite to me."

"You just returned to Hogwarts, you may not understand some things." Aaron said in a deep voice, "There is a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher in the school."

"Who? Was she invited by Dumbledore?"

"No, no, no, that's what I want to say, she is Fudge's person."

"What?" Hagrid looked very shocked, as if he wanted to say something but stopped.

Aaron couldn't help but sighed when he saw him like this.

In his opinion, Hagrid was a qualified professor of Care of Magical Creatures, and he had a natural teaching advantage with the Forbidden Forest behind him.

But the problem is that Umbridge doesn't care whether you are qualified or not. As long as you are loyal to Dumbledore, she will find ways to make things difficult for you.

If Hagrid's temper is caught by her, he might be expelled directly.

"Fudge actually interfered in Hogwarts' affairs?" Hagrid asked in confusion, "Didn't Dumbledore object?"

"Dumbledore is naturally not afraid of the Ministry of Magic, but he is too busy right now and has no time to care about such things.

The magic world is in chaos now. If he confronts Fudge again... I believe Voldemort will be happy to see that scene."

Hagrid was silent for a while, "I almost understand, but it doesn't seem to have much to do with me!

She teaches Defense Against the Dark Arts and I teach Care of Magical Creatures. There should be no conflict!"

"You are wrong. Fudge has already become shameless in order to cover up the truth about Voldemort's return.

Dolores Umbridge, Senior Undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic, Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts, but also Senior Inquisitor of Hogwarts.

To put it simply, she will check the professor's teaching ability, and to put it more simply...she will find ways to find faults in your class and make you lose your position as a professor."

"You mean she might deliberately target me?" Hagrid asked doubtfully.

"Be more confident, and remove the word 'maybe'.

Because the magical animals you teach students are more dangerous, you are too easy to be targeted.

Professor Trelawney's Divination class is also easy to be targeted. She has been put on probation. That is because you haven't been back to class for two months. Otherwise, you would probably be the first one to be put on probation."

Hagrid:......

"Why are you telling me this?"

"Here's a piece of advice. It's better to teach students some magical animals with higher safety before Umbridge leaves the school."

Hagrid opened his mouth and was about to say something when there was a knock on the door.

"Hagrid, are you there? It's us." Harry's voice came in.

"Coming right up." Hagrid said.

"It's really fast." Aaron laughed dumbly, "I should leave soon. They should tell you a more specific solution. After all, no one in Hogwarts cares about you more than them."

"Don't you want to stay for a drink?"

"No." Aaron pushed the bottle of wine to Hagrid, "This one is for you too!"

After opening the door, the three people outside were stunned when they saw Aaron.

"When did you come?" Harry asked.

"Ten minutes earlier than you." Aaron shrugged, "I've finished my business, so I won't disturb you to reminisce.

By the way, if possible, tell him about Umbridge and let him know the seriousness of the matter."

The three looked at each other, then nodded seriously.

Aaron walked along the path to the castle, while Harry and the others asked Hagrid why he had been missing for two months.

Although Abe healed Hagrid's injuries, the traces of battle on his body could not be covered up, which made them very worried.

"This is top secret, understand?

Dumbledore sent me to negotiate with the giants."

"Giants?" Hermione looked at him in surprise, "Did you find them?"

"Oh! To be honest, they are not difficult to find because they are big enough."

"Maxim and I tried to persuade them to join our team, but I am not the only one who wants to win them over."

"And there are Death Eaters." Ron whispered.

"Yes! Death Eaters." Hagrid said in a low voice, "They have more people and more gifts than us. One of them is McNeill, the one who wanted to execute Buckbeak two years ago."

"So the giants joined Voldemort's camp?" Harry asked worriedly.

"We did what we should do and conveyed Dumbledore's message, expecting that they would remember his kindness, but of course it was just an expectation."

"Don't think about this, let's talk about Umbridge!" Hagrid forced a smile, "Aaron just told me that she would target me in class."

"Of course she will." Ron said affirmatively, "That old witch has no bottom line at all."

"She has investigated many people." Hermione said, "Everyone doesn't like her, but we can't do anything about her at the moment."

"Senior Investigator!" Hagrid said helplessly, "Dumbledore can't go against Fudge at this time. It's already troublesome enough to deal with the Death Eaters. He can't waste his energy on the Ministry of Magic."