Chapter 395

It had been a long time since Hermione came out of the room on request.

The corridor outside was still too dark to see her fingers, quietly swallowing her body; The rain outside the castle seemed to grow a lot bigger unknowingly, covering up the sound of her footsteps leaving quickly.

However, such a "gentle" rainy night, she is not the only one to take care of.

When Hermione was feeling dark again and secretly returning to the dormitory according to the original road, a thunder light flashed out of the window hole at the end of the corridor, illuminating a hidden corner behind her.

There, a figure shrouded in a hooded cloak flashed away.

The figure stood still, his whole face hidden in the shadow of his hood. Looking at the little side head standing still, it seemed to be listening to the distance Hermione left.

"Boom -"

Another explosion sounded from the clouds, across the heavy barriers of the storm curtain, and reached everyone who was still awake.

After confirming that Hermione had gone far, the figure moved. He took a light step and stepped several steps to the place where the door of the house disappeared. He stretched out his hand and touched it a little.

As people can see, it is really a white wall, leaving no trace.

The figure didn't seem to give up. He not only walked back and forth around the place like Hermione had done before, but also took out his magic wand and examined it carefully against the wall, but he never got any harvest.

Finally, the man seemed to give up. After staring at the direction Hermione left and thinking for a moment, he hurried away.

But the man didn't notice that while he was tracking Hermione all the way, someone was quietly following behind him. When he turned the corner, a thoughtful figure appeared in the corridor.

……

Hagrid is back.

Yes, because his face is completely healed, so he can finally come back to class.

Early the next morning, when the little wizards walked into the chilly auditorium one after another, they found a big man on the teaching staff seat.

Many Gryffindor students like Hagrid very much. Although his protection of magical biology class has always been a little... You know... A little exciting, but the little lions of Gryffindor college are good at it?

Like Fred and George, the twins, and their iron brothers Li and others, they rushed to Hagrid with cheers and cheers, holding his broad and thick palm again and again.

Of course, there are not very few children who like Hagrid, but to be honest, there are really not many. Not to mention Slytherin who has always rejected him, even in Gryffindor college, where the voice of support accounts for the majority, there are a few who seem unwilling.

By the way, all of them are girls.

Like Pavati, lavender and so on, when they saw Hagrid's figure, they immediately exchanged a few sad glances with each other, and their mood was not very beautiful.

In this regard, Harry, Ron and Hermione, the three "hard core supporters" of Hagrid, are not unable to understand the ideas of those who silently oppose.

Because when Hagrid is away, Professor grapland, who came to replace him, does teach more popular - at least grapland won't go to the magical animals full of violence as everyone's subject.

After all, how many people are willing to take the risk of being bitten by "teaching aids" to attend classes?

The course of protecting magical creatures has always been taught in two colleges, Gryffindor and Slytherin, and Ravenclaw and hutchpatch.

It rained all night last night. The rain grew from small to large, and then from large to small. It didn't stop until dawn.

So it's wet everywhere outside today. Even the residual temperature in the air seems to be washed away by the heavy rain last night. When the cold wind blows continuously, everyone can't help shrinking their necks.

Harry and his classmates walked along the slate road between the lawns, wrapped up all over, but still didn't feel much warmth.

In the crowd, Hermione hid half her face in her scarf. She drooped her eyelids slightly and couldn't help yawning as she walked.

It seems that even if it is so cold around, it still can't drive away her sleepiness caused by lack of sleep.

When she sneaked back to the dormitory last night, it was not very late at all, but when she tried to get herself to sleep as soon as possible, she found that her mind was full of what she had seen in the responsive room before.

In the case of confusion and depression in her heart, she stared and dragged her eyes to sleep before dawn.

"... you say what Hagrid will prepare for us later?" Ron looked cheerful.

"Well, who knows?" Harry shook his head. "I just hope he can try to restrain himself. After all, there's a lot of tension everywhere these days, but it's best not to make any trouble."

"Yes!" Ron heard the speech, and the excitement on his face decreased slightly. "I've seen Auror from time to time in school these days. I saw it early this morning... I don't know if they're still running around all night!"

"No." "not at night."

Harry and Hermione almost simultaneously denied Ron's guess.

"Eh?" said Ron strangely. "How do you know?"

"It's a living point map," Harry said in a low voice.

"Oh, well -" Ron nodded and looked at Hermione again. "Hermione, what about you? How do you know?"

"Me?" Hermione just woke up from her confusion, but regretted her subconscious answer. "Well... In fact, I came out once last night."

"Come out, outside?" said Ron in surprise. "What a heavy rain last night?"

"Shh - be quiet!" Hermione said angrily. "I didn't come outside the castle, just in the corridor - I went to check the training ground we were going to use soon."

"Why didn't you call me? And... You took the initiative to break the school rules. It's really... Did you go somewhere else? I can't believe you just went to see the venue!" Ron complained discontentedly.

"Shut up!" Hermione said angrily, "believe it or not..."

Before long, they came to the place of class unconsciously.

According to the old Umbridge, today is the first class after Hagrid's return. She must have arrived early with a disgusting smile.

But as Harry and others saw, Hagrid was standing alone on the wet grass. There was no shadow of the old woman in the surrounding open space or in the nearby woods.

It seems that Maka did, but how did he do it? Hermione and others are not willing to jump to conclusions. Although they don't mind whether the soul snatching spell works, if not, that's the best answer.

"Today we have class here!" Hagrid pointed happily to the forest behind him. "It's often dark in the forest. They don't like bright places very much."

Yes, he looks really happy, but it's not very suitable, because he still carries a "half" bloody dead cow on his shoulder.

Malfoy, standing in the Slytherin crowd, looked a little nervous.

Of course, he didn't faint blood or anything. At least he wasn't afraid of dead cattle. I remember the only night when he stepped into the forbidden forest a long time ago, he saw a brother who ate Unicorn blood, which left a large shadow in his heart.

Since then, he has been far away from the forest and never wanted to go in again.

"Malfoy, what's the matter?" sokas asked calmly.

"Well... No, nothing." Malfoy shook his head with a bad face.

"Are you ready?" Hagrid, with a happy smile on his face, glanced at the little wizards in the two colleges. "Well, then... I designed a forest investigation course for your fifth grade, so that you can see how magical animals live in the natural environment."

"Yes, I think... What we are going to learn this time is a very rare creature. Well, as far as I know, I am probably the only person in the British magic world who has tamed them -"

"Are you sure? Tame?" Malfoy looked a little shaky and couldn't calm down. "I don't want to be hurt by any stupid things, or I'll ask my father to get rid of them! Clean up!"

It seems that Malfoy's psychological shadow is not only the forbidden forest, but also the winged beast of the eagle horse last time.

Reminded by Malfoy's pale face, Slytherin's students whispered in agreement. Not only that, the students of other colleges are also a little shaken. It can be seen that Hagrid's class is not very reassuring.

"Of course, no problem," Hagrid frowned. "They are good children - they won't bite you as long as you don't foolishly annoy them!"

"You --"

"Enough, serious class!" Hagrid said angrily. "Come with me -"

He said, turned around and strode into the forest with the dead cow on his shoulder. Most of the students in the remaining two colleges are a little hesitant. After all, students are not allowed to enter the Forbidden Forest at will.

Of course, that means without a teacher.

"Let's go!" Hermione blinked her sour eyes and sighed.

Harry and Ron shrugged, and the three took the lead in keeping up with Hagrid in their hesitant eyes.

"Harry..." as he walked, Ron suddenly turned his head and said in some doubt, "does it feel warmer? Or... Is it my illusion?"