The Hogwarts Emerald

Chapter 288 The macho man sheds tears
The 93-94 school year had a terrible start. So many unhappy things had happened in just one day. The fifth-year students wished they could turn back time, especially the little lions of Gryffindor.

It would have been fine if their own dean had taken the lead in causing trouble, but Hagrid had caused another teaching accident and might even be expelled.

Compared to Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, Gryffindor students still have some good feelings towards Hagrid. Although he failed to graduate from school, he was a brave Gryffindor after all during his school years.

I don't know if it's because of Hagrid's bloodline or his Gryffindor bravery, but Hagrid always has a special liking for magical creatures that are somewhat dangerous, such as dragons and three-headed dogs.

The Hippogriff was almost the most gentle of Hagrid's pets. But even a clay Buddha would have a temper, let alone a magical creature that did not have human intelligence?
Draco Malfoy was scratched by Buckbeak. Hagrid certainly had an unshirkable responsibility, but Master Malfoy had brought it upon himself. He hurt others and himself, and brought trouble upon himself.

Lucius Malfoy would not tolerate his beloved son being scratched. No matter if his beloved son provoked a beast or a human, how could he tolerate his beloved little Draco being injured?
Lucius Malfoy not only reported the matter to the school board, but also to the Ministry of Magic. He said that the murderer, or the murderer's claws, must be severely punished.

He made such a big fuss, on the one hand to vent his anger for his son and to save face for the Malfoy family; on the other hand, it was also to please Dumbledore. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that it was definitely Dumbledore's work that Hagrid, who had not even graduated, could become a professor at Hogwarts.

However, it was somewhat beneath his dignity to be holding back on getting Hagrid expelled and wanting to kill a hippogriff, and it was unworthy of the luxurious robe that Lucius Malfoy was wearing.

Besides, Draco Malfoy was really fine, he was just pretending. According to the doctor's advice from the school infirmary, if young Mr. Malfoy had gone a little later, the wound would have healed.

Ada suddenly felt that compared with the Malfoy family, she was really a rare and magnanimous person!

On Wednesday morning, Ada and the twins came to the open space near Hagrid's cabin. It was their first Care of Magical Creatures class of the school year and also their first class with Hagrid.

The huge Hagrid was waiting outside the cabin for the students to come to class.

His messy long hair and tangled thick beard looked well-groomed, but this did not make him look neater, but instead gave him an indescribable sadness.

Hagrid was not one to hide his emotions well, and despite his efforts to cheer himself up, the students could easily see his loss and frustration.

And from the teaching content prepared by Hagrid, we can see how helpless this giant is.

When Hagrid, who was taller than two adults, appeared in front of the students with Thorn, leaving aside the other students, even Ada and the twins found it incredible.

Although both the Hippogriff and the Hippogriff are the most powerful magical creatures in the Ministry of Magic, their danger levels are completely different.

Buckbeak can peck at people with its hard beak or scratch them with its sharp claws, but the only thing that can hurt people with a thorn is the thorns on its body.

Prickly pears are often mistaken by Muggles for hedgehogs, and the two are difficult to tell apart, looking more alike than twins, with only minor differences in behavior to distinguish them.

If you leave a piece of food in the garden, a hedgehog will choose to accept the delicacy and enjoy it; but a stingray will regard the food as a trap set by humans. This bad-tempered little guy will make a big fuss and ruin the garden inside and out.

That’s right, it’s not a crup, not a fire crab, nor a magical creature of a higher level of danger. The fifth graders’ first Care of Magical Creatures class is actually a thorn monster, a thorn monster that is not even as big as Hagrid’s palm!

Sure enough, this is the kind of pet that a macho man should keep, and a real man should stroke a prickly ash!
But the men at Hogwarts didn't understand this. They might like Buckbeak more than Thor, especially after knowing that Harry once flew into the sky on Buckbeak's back.

However, Fred and George were unexpectedly interested in the thorn man. To be more precise, they were interested in the magical thorns on the back of the thorn man. The two brothers thought that this thorn could be used for their new product - skipping candy.

Girls also like thorny bugs. Of course, it would be better if the thorns on their backs didn’t prick people.

The content of this class is to feed the thorns with milk or wild daisies. It looks simple and sounds simple, but it is not easy at all. These little guys with backbone will never accept the food given out of pity. They will either run around in a timid manner or punch hard with their thorns erected. If there is a scream in the class, it must be that someone unlucky has been pricked.

Whenever someone was stabbed by a stab wound, Hagrid would get nervous and run over with ointment.

The big feet, like small boats, stepped on the ground, making loud bangs. This noise made the assassin even more uneasy, so more unlucky people were stabbed by the assassin...

The Care of Magical Creatures class fell into an inexplicable vicious cycle. The spiker raised his spikes for defense - students were pricked - Hagrid ran - the huge footsteps made the spiker even more scared, so he raised his spikes again...

Taking advantage of Hagrid's distraction, Fred and George stretched out their evil little hands, and they cruelly pulled out the thorns from Thorn's back.

You can't pull out thorns one by one, just like you can't pull out wool one by one. If you become bald, you will be discovered.

So, the twins turned their evil eyes to Ada. The prick in front of Ada also couldn't escape the fate of having a bald back and was killed by the twins.

After class, although many people were pricked by the thorns of the thorn, no one was as hypocritical as Malfoy. And this time Hagrid was well prepared. He kept running around with ointment. This class was no less than a 10-kilometer run.

Although this class was not perfect, it was indeed the least troublesome class for Hagrid. At most, his leg was crippled.

The fifth graders did not make any noise, did not dislike "The Monster Book of Monsters", and no one cried for their father. They were all fifteen or sixteen years old, and they really could not afford to lose face.

A few decades earlier, they would have been parents at this age. If they go to their parents for help when something happens, how can they survive if the news gets out?

The students all returned to the castle, but Ada and the twins stayed behind. They had something to say to Hagrid.

The trio had been playing tricks on Hagrid since first grade, and today Fred and George had pulled out another bag of thorns from him. It would be a bit unreasonable for them not to care about Hagrid.

"Thank you, thank you..." After the students dispersed, Hagrid revealed his weak side, his voice choked a little.

The tough guy shed tears. Hagrid, who looks a bit fierce, is actually a gentle person.

He treated every magical creature sincerely, never said bad things about the professors (except Lockhart), and never hated the world or resented the students of Hogwarts because of his own experiences.

"Don't worry, Buckbeak will be fine," Fred comforted him. "When the time comes, you must let Buckbeak carry me on his back for a ride!" Although Fred himself didn't believe it, he could only say this.

Hagrid didn't say anything, but took out a very large handkerchief to wipe his tears. He knew that these words were just comfort, and Fred said so just to make himself feel less uncomfortable.

"Mr. Scamander also knows about this, he will help." Ada said. Comfort was no longer effective, because Hagrid knew better than anyone how the Ministry of Magic would treat him and his Buckbeak.

Since there is no way to comfort her, Ada can only mention someone. I have someone above mejpg.
Newt Scamander, as an expert in magical zoology and Dumbledore's favorite disciple, naturally received the news early on. With the help of this famous scholar, Hagrid had a glimmer of chance of winning.

Unless the Ministry of Magic is doing something behind the scenes again. In that case... let's settle all the old and new grudges together!

(End of this chapter)