91- Daphne’s Anger

91- Daphne’s Anger

When the three found Hagrid, he was sitting at the door of the hut processing the prey he had shot from the hunting ground. It was obvious that he was in a good mood, humming an unknown little song while he was gutting the rabbit.

After seeing Harry and the other two, Hagrid was surprised. "How come you have time to come here? Don't you have to review for the final exam?"

Harry didn't exchange pleasantries with Hagrid. He got straight to the point: "Hagrid, I have something to ask you. Do you remember the details of the night you won the Norberta at cards? For example, who lost it to you?"

Hagrid frowned and searched his memory carefully.

"A weirdo who refuses to take off his cloak and hood, but almost everyone in the Hog's Head Inn behaves like this. Guys like me who show up in public are the weirdos there, haha!" Hagrid laughed heartily.

Hearing the words "cloak" and "hood", Harry felt his scar begin to ache again.

He hurriedly asked, "Then how did you two... uh, get to know each other? He can't just go around shouting about the dragon egg and looking for someone to gamble with, right?"

Speaking of dragon eggs, Hagrid became even more interested. He threw the rabbit in his hand aside and told Harry and the other two the story of that night.

"After a day's work, ordering a mug of hot beer and playing a few cards in the bar is the ultimate enjoyment for adult wizards. That's how I met the dragon vendor."

When Harry heard the word "dragon vendor", he almost fainted: Hagrid was good in every way, except that he was too careless sometimes.

Hagrid explained as if he was not talking about a unique 'profession' such as Dragon Vendor but a Dragon Fruit vendor.

Not realizing how outrageous his words were, Hagrid continued to tell his story: "We played a few games together, drank a lot of wine, and ordered some barbecue. At that time, the mood came up. You know, playing cards and gambling are inseparable - don't learn from me - then I was lucky and won several times in a row. In the end, he got angry and bet a dragon egg, which is Norbeta, on the gambling table..."

As if to keep people on suspense, Hagrid paused for two seconds before announcing the answer that everyone knew: "And he lost again!"

"After losing, he became more sober and regretful. He hoped that I would give him some time to raise some money. He was unwilling to hand over the dragon egg to me because he felt that I could not control the dragon well. If the dragon got out of control and caused trouble, it would bring him trouble. I couldn't let this godsend opportunity slip away from me, so I told him that I was the gamekeeper of Hogwarts the hunting ground's caretaker, and I could even control the three-headed Fluffy. A dragon was nothing..."

Harry felt as if a basin of ice water was poured on his head.

"And then? Was he very interested in Fluffy——"

"You don't have any evidence at all?" Facing Harry and Ron's constant slander against Professor Snape, she couldn't help but say, "You think Professor Snape is going to steal the Philosopher's Stone based on your subjective conjecture? Also, I need to remind you that the You-Know-Who was wiped out ten years ago!"

Harry and Ron looked at each other, their eyes full of helplessness.

"But think about it, Snape has been targeting Harry for a whole semester—" Ron also joined the ranks of trying to persuade Daphne.

"So what? Where is the evidence?!" Daphne raised both of her long eyebrows, and the flames of anger in her eyes almost burst out.

"At the end of the previous game, I saw him talking with Quirrell and it seemed he was threatening him..." Harry repeated to Daphne the conversation between Snape and Quirrell that he had overheard.

"See! He is threatening Professor Quirrell. He wants Professor Quirrell to help him get the Philosopher's Stone!"

Daphne: "???"

"A professor threatening another professor appointed by Dumbledore to get the thing Dumbledore is keeping safe in the castle, is that what you are saying?! Do you really think Professor Quirrell doesn't know where Dumbledore's office is any more than you do?!"

"..."

Sure enough, it's impossible to reason with a Slytherin.

It turns out that it's impossible to reason with two Gryffindors.

The three of them sighed in unison.

"So what? What are you going to do? Go to Snape and report us?" Harry looked at Daphne with a rather unfriendly look.

Daphne nearly jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "Who do you think I am?! I will go to the corridor on the third floor with you right now! I will not stop until you see with your own eyes who the intruder is!"

At this time, Daphne, who was angered by Harry, had made up her mind to intervene in this matter, and the three of them ran towards the castle together.

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