Chapter 149

One day in 1940, at the age of 11, lubehager saw a strange looking guy.

It was raining heavily that day. Under the flash of lightning, a thin figure stood in the rain. He had gray hair, earrings, black vintage leather clothes and black high top leather boots.

However, the most striking thing is his pale golden pupils, shining in the night, like a flame that will not go out. He stared at each other for three seconds, and his eyes hurt him immediately.

Then, the young man bent down and stretched out his hand, said: "Hey, are you ok?"

...

the rain dripped down the old neon light tube. In the damp and dirty lane, Hoffa stretched out his hand to the big man who had fallen to the ground and was strangely young.

He always felt that this person seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was for a while.

Ruber Hagrid looked at the boy still twitching and foaming in the garbage beside him, his head lowered even more.

"Are you ok?" Hoffa tilted his head. "You're a wizard, aren't you?"

"I'm not... I'm not..."

the big man covered his face in horror and stepped back, but behind him was a wall, and there was no way to retreat.

Hoffa felt a little headache. He finally met a man with magic waves. How does this guy look like an autistic child.

He stepped forward, reached out and grabbed the big man's shirt.

With a scream, Hoffa pulled him up. After pulling up, Hoffa was stunned.

He was three heads taller than himself, and at least one meter nine tall. He was as strong as a cow. But this man was as frightened as his daughter-in-law. His tears blurred and he sobbed.

As he cried, he took out some crumpled bills from his trouser pocket and handed them to Hoffa.

"Here you are... Here you are... Don't... Don't hit me..."

Hoffa was stunned. Did the other party misunderstand something?

He let go.

"I want to ask..."

before he finished speaking, the moment he let go, the tall strange looking boy lost his money and ran away. Stumble.

When he turned the corner of the alley, he accidentally scared a stray dog who was looking for food in the garbage. The stray dog barked at him.

He was so scared that he rolled on the spot, turned to the ground, and then climbed up with his hands and feet. In the blink of an eye, he ran away without a trace, leaving Hoffa standing in the same place, unable to understand.

His eyes turned to the notes on the ground. He bent down and picked them up. They were Muggle coins, which added up to about twenty shillings.

Does this guy think of himself as a robber?

Hoffa tried to catch up, only to find that the magic wave was as thin as a thread, and the other side was suppressing his own magic.

It made him hesitate.

Do you want to catch up?

After standing in the same place and thinking for a moment, Hoffa decided to go back to inquire for some information first. This boy is a little strange. It's not too late to change money and ask for the way after asking for a clear identity.

But when he came back to the restaurant with 20 shillings, he found that agraia was no longer at the door. Through the glass, he saw that agraia was sitting in the shop and munching.

I saw her sitting at the table, with a chicken wing in one hand and a spoon in the other, carrying the borscht on the plate, greasy mouth. There was a waiter next to her.

Huo FA Fu Er, this guy is really an animal living in the present. If he's upset, he'll fight, if he's suffocated, he'll run and if he's hungry, he'll eat.

He opened the door and sat opposite aglia. As the rain dripped from his hair, agraia moved the plate, puffed his cheeks and said, "don't drop the water into my bowl."

Hoffa sneered: "I didn't get Muggle money. You can wash the dishes and pay for it."

Agraia's eyes were wide open for a second. Then he picked up a chicken wing and slapped it into Hoffa's mouth. He said, "now you eat too, so you brush with me."

Hoffa...

agleia took back his fingers, spread his hands greasily, shook his silver head and said, "if it's a big deal, pay Garon. Muggles don't even know gold coins."

"There are only three or four gold coins in all. How many meals can you have if you pay for one?"

"We can eat more." Agraia laughs.

"All right."

Hoffa took the strange boy's twenty shillings out of his pocket: "after this meal, accompany me to my servant."

"Well, didn't you get it?"

Agraia looked at the note on the table and asked curiously, "how is this Muggle money wet?"

"Not in exchange."

Hoffa took a piece of bread and put it in his mouth. "I got it."

"Ah! Just youAgraia's face did not believe: "what's the matter with you this year? You are beating your boss and robbing money from the street. Are you over secreting hormones?"

Hoffa rolled his eyes and did not answer. He simply ate some bread to fill his stomach. He got up and went to the counter, intending to get some information.

Behind the counter of the tavern was the owner who was cleaning his glasses. He was fat, bearded and yawning. When he saw Hoffa coming, he looked very enthusiastic.

"Hello, do you want to check out?"

Hoffa nodded and finished his account with wet notes. He asked, "boss, do you know a place called helzburg near here?"

"Helzburg?"

The tavern owner was stunned. He looked up and thought for a long time.

"It's strange. I've lived more than 40 years and never heard of this place."

I haven't heard of it. I guess it's normal. These British witches have little ability to hide themselves and eliminate the sense of existence. Muggles who want to come to Scotland don't know about places like Hogsmeade.

Hoffa then changed the question.

"Boss, do you have a tall, young and strange guy here?"

The fat boss who cleaned the cup opened his eyes: "you mean the big fool of Hagrid's family in the suburb?"

Hagrid... When those two words got into Hoffa's ears, his head was like a bridge connecting the past and the future, reality and illusion.

"Hagrid, Rupert Hagrid?"

Hoffa asked again in disbelief.

"Yes, ruber Hagrid, that's a fool."

Said the boss carelessly.

"Like his father, Norbert Hagrid, they are fools. What, he's causing you trouble? "

Hoffa still hasn't turned his head.

Hagrid? The half blood giant, a fanatic of magical animals, one of the most important supporting roles in the future Harry Potter era, was met casually by himself? The world is too small, no wonder when I met him just now, I felt inexplicably familiar.

It's just that he seems to be different from the man in his own impression. Hagrid in his impression doesn't have such advice.

What's more, he's a wizard. How can he be beaten in the garbage by some Muggle boys?

After he came to this world, he only met a few people in the original book. Whether Dumbledore or Tom Riedel, they all behaved exactly the same as those in the original book. But why is lubehager so different from what he thinks he is? He is neither brave nor good at words, and even can be frightened by dogs.

Is this the same half giant who keeps dragons in the house, spiders in the Forbidden Forest and takes a big dog when he goes out?

Seeing that Hoffa didn't speak, the tavern owner said to himself, "the trouble is normal. Hagrid, an old drunkard, has drunk his mind through drinking. He hasn't been normal for a day. It's estimated that his son's brain is inherited from him..."

out of great curiosity, Hoffa took a chair, sat opposite the tavern owner and asked, "where does he live?"

The tavern owner looked into Hoffa's strange eyes curiously, but when he looked at Hoffa's Retro fur coat, he thought he was not an ordinary child, so he said.

"The father and son live in a black house in the suburb. I advise you not to get close to it. The family is very evil, very evil..."

"evil?"

Hoffa was puzzled.

"Isn't it evil? I'll tell you that Luber is only 11 years old, and he's taller than the tallest relative in my family. It must have been something abnormal. "

"It's evil."

Hoffa agreed absently that it was really evil for Muggles. But of course he knew why Hagrid was so tall. That's because he had a giant mother. Now one meter nine is still short for him. When he comes of age, he will be more than three meters tall.

"But you haven't told me where he lives." Hoffa repeated.

"What do you care?" The tavern owner said, "you are delicate and delicate. You are a respectable child. Don't delay your future because of curiosity."

Hoffa said with a smile, "it doesn't matter. Just tell me."

"You have a lot of guts." The tavern owner said, "guess what rube ate to grow so big?"

"What have you had?"

The boss looked around and said in a mysterious voice, "cannibalism."

"Ha?" Hoffa was surprised.

The boss shook his head: "you don't believe it. You look like an outsider. I'll tell you that a few years ago, some of us used to go hunting in the back mountain of the town, but nothing happened.

Later, since the old lunatic Norbert Hagrid moved in, the hunters have been missing one after another. Our mayor took people to look for it. After many days in the woods, we found only one head. Guess where?

"Where is it?" Hoffa is a little closer."In the shit."

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"there is a piece of excrement as big as a dining table in the woods, and there is an undigested head in it."

The tavern owner opened his arms and said, "it's terrible. It's terrible. We arrested the old madman and questioned him. He refused to admit that he made it himself. But when we went to his house, we saw a lot of equipment. It looked like a laboratory."

"Scientists?"

Hoffa asked quickly.

"Bullshit scientist, scientist is a respectable profession, just like Sir Isaac Newton. That man is a lunatic, a drunkard, a murderer, a cannibal."

The boss paused, pointed to Hoffa and said sternly, "so, I advise you not to get close to that place. It's not a children's adventure story. Otherwise, don't say I didn't remind you when something happened. "

"If you say so, why don't you arrest him?"

"No evidence."

The boss regained his absent-minded attitude. He shrugged: "that sly old fellow, Norberg Hagrid, must have cheated the police in some unknown way."

Hoffa's eyes drifted to the fire of the fireplace and began to ponder. If he remembers correctly, Hagrid's father should also be a wizard.

He had no impression of Hagrid's youth, except that he had a giant mother.

However, from the words of these townspeople and the scene we have seen before, we can speculate that the wizard father and son are not popular in this town. Not only is it unpopular, but it may also carry some unproven charges.

However, if only from their current situation.

It was necessary for him to meet the future Hogwarts Ranger, who owed Hagrid twenty shillings, to say nothing. More importantly, if helzburg is a wizard's secret place, it is useless to ask these Muggles. The best choice is to ask an adult wizard.

He looked up at the tavern owner and said, "would you please tell me the specific address?"

The fat boss of the tavern was quite annoyed and said, "young man, don't listen to the old man, otherwise you will suffer the loss yourself."

Hoffa shook his head: "thank you for your kindness, but I still hope you can give me his address."

The tavern owner crossed his waist and put the glass on the table. "I won't stop you if you want to die. Go ahead and turn left until you come to the corner of the river. You can see a black house in the woods. That's it."

Hoffa jumped off the table and nodded to the boss.

"Thank you very much."

At this time, agraia also finished eating, she wiped her mouth and came to Hoffa's side: "go, let's get on the road quickly."

Hoffa shook his head. "I'm going to find someone and give him the money back."

Agraia was stunned: "do you really rob money?"

"Not really, but I'm going."

Looking at the crackling rain outside, aglia hesitated and said, "I don't know if time is enough. When I took the job, they only gave me one month, but now it's only a few days before delivery."

"That's all the more." "We don't know the way," Hoffa said

"Don't you know the tavern owner?" Asked agraia.

"It's unrealistic to expect a Muggle to know the wizard's secret." Hoffa said, "come with me."

Agraia nodded. She wondered, "Hoffa, who is the man who gave you the money?"

Hoffa said, "future students."