People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning.

Chapter 15 Your friend [Rubeau Hagrid] sends you a friend request
The sky gradually darkened.

The flat fields, cattle and sheep gradually disappeared,

Instead, there are towering mountains and lush forests.

Ron had already given up.

Hermione, who had been a teacher and talkative person until now, finally kept her mouth shut due to physical problems.

Taking advantage of the moment when Hermione kept silent to recover her health, Ron and Neville looked at Bagel as if he were their savior.

Harry even changed the subject directly: "Bajir, you know what? You were also in the newspaper today. The Daily Prophet."

Bagel, who was thinking about how to make friends with Hagrid and how to take away valuable things like unicorn tail hair when visiting his cabin, suddenly looked up.

"Newspaper? How is that possible! I left home early this morning and arrived at the station at ten o'clock!"

Hermione nodded. "The Daily Prophet is mentioned in the book 'Magical Societies of London'. This newspaper is sent to subscribers via owls, and the subscription fee is 1 knut. It also has a daily edition and an evening edition, the latter of which is called the 'Evening Prophet'. The weekend edition of the 'Daily Prophet' is the 'Sunday Prophet'."

"Today is Sunday, and Bagel should be in the Sunday Prophet!"

In order to prevent Hermione from talking again, Harry quickly admitted his mistake, "Maybe I remembered it wrong."

Ron shook his head. "That's just what the book says. Except for them, we all call it The Daily Prophet."

"The Sunday newspaper, not the evening edition. The transmutation spells on it are not just used to correct incorrect news."

“Important events that happened that day will be updated in real time.”

"That's why the newspaper you subscribe to at 7 a.m. will record what Bagir did at the station at 10 a.m."

Because of his previous performance, Bagel knew that Ron was not as stupid as in the movie, but he still showed a shocked expression.

Is this Ron?

Shouldn't Ron be an idiot who only knows how to eat chicken legs with both hands?

Hermione wanted to say something else.

But Neville's sudden scream interrupted the spell.

"Lefo!"

Hermione: "We're looking for your toad!"

Ron blurted out: "Toads? People still keep them now? They're worse than rats. They were popular for a while only a few decades ago."

Bajir was deeply moved: "He's back, he's back. The Ron I remembered is back."

Harry covered Ron's mouth and said, "Let's help Neville look for it together."

Alarm bells rang in Bagir's heart.

He is different from his original self and doesn't like running around.

This is why, in my previous life at Youzhou No. 4 Middle School, I watched a movie at the Great Hall of the People, studied in Japan for a week, and went to Eton for a summer exchange at public expense.
He didn't attend any of them.

At most, I would go play golf on Saturdays and Sundays.

So, Bajir said quickly: "Our things and pets will be transported to the dormitory by the house elves."

"Neville, just sit still."

"Also, if you've read the book Our Magic Pets, you'll know that the first pet we raise will make an invisible contract with us because of our attention."

"That's why our pets are smarter and live longer than their counterparts in the Muggle world."

"While they were alive."

"A little wizard who raises toads will be stronger."

"Domesticated toads are highly adaptable to spells and can be used as good subjects for practicing spells and testing potions."

"Its absorbent skin will also be handy for testing potions that need to be taken orally."

"Is Leif so powerful?" Neville's eyes widened.

"What about the owl?" Harry asked curiously.

"Where's the mouse?" Ron touched Scabbers.

Hermione leaned forward slightly.

"Where's the cat? I used all the magic coins I exchanged to buy books. I plan to keep a cat as a pet next year."

Baqir shrugged.

"Owls deliver messages."

"If they're just delivering a letter or playing a little prank, they can find any wizard you know."

"The little wizards who raise them are more flexible and can judge directions more accurately."

"Mice, they just live longer."

"The little wizards who raise them eat a lot and don't get fat easily." Ron smiled happily, "Great! I can eat more and not worry about getting fat!"

Basil complained in his mind: "The premise is that it must be a real mouse. But a mouse that can only live for three years at most can live for nearly 3 years as a wizard's pet. That's too outrageous. However, this is probably because too few wizards keep mice as pets. No one knows how long a mouse can live after becoming a wizard's pet. Is this also why Ron's parents didn't feel strange?"

Then he was ready to talk about cats again.

Hermione quickly said in a pleading tone: "Bajir, can you stop talking about the benefits of raising a cat? I also want to eat more without getting fat."

"Let me ask you another question. Will our pets no longer have contracts with us for the second and third pets?"

"Okay." Bagel yawned. "For subsequent pets, the relationship between us and them will no longer be a contract, but a one-sided blessing. They will only enjoy the power brought by our attention. That is, our magical magnetic field. After magicizing their magnetic field, they will gain various talents that are different from their counterparts in the Muggle world."

"We wizards ourselves will no longer receive feedback."

"If there really is feedback, the most powerful wizard right now is Newt Scamander."

After saying that, he looked out the window.

The sky had turned deep purple.

The towering mountains that kept moving backwards gradually became filled with footsteps.

"It's probably too late for you to talk about the cat now."

"Hogwarts, we're almost there."

Neville stood up and prepared to go back to the previous compartment to change his clothes.

Hermione also reluctantly left the compartment temporarily.

The three people in the compartment took off their outer clothes and put on black robes.

Ron's robe was a little short, revealing his sneakers.

A voice suddenly echoed in the train.

"The train will arrive at Hogwarts in five minutes. Please leave your luggage on the train and we will take you to school."

Harry and Ron suddenly became nervous.

Ron lost all color.

But even so, he did not forget to put the remaining snacks and candies into his pocket one by one.

Driven by his remaining conscience, Bagir moved his little finger slightly and cleaned up the food.

About five minutes later, the train slowly stopped.

After Bagir and his five companions met in the compartment, they followed the crowd towards the door.

Many students who recognized Baqir greeted him.

Harry cleverly covered the scar with a curtain of hair.

It was not until they got down to a dark and small platform in the cold night that a deep voice completely exposed Harry's identity.

"First years! First years come over here! Harry, come over here, how are you?"

Basil turned his head and saw Hagrid, his future rich man, holding a lantern in his left hand and waving it in Harry's direction with his right hand.

Lest others fail to recognize Harry.

In an instant, the crowd parted, leaving a one-person-wide corridor between Harry and Hagrid.

Harry awkwardly tried to dig a hole to escape, while waving his hands like Bagel Sheniu did before.

As the leader, he led the first-year students towards Hagrid.

Just as Harry was about to reach Hagrid, Bagel jumped out and hugged Harry.

He raised his head and smiled gently and elegantly.

"I'm Harry's friend, Basil."

"Are you Hagrid?"

"Harry mentioned you a lot."

"Dumbledore's most trusted person, a kind big man, and the guardian of the Forbidden Forest."

"Can we be friends?" Bagir stretched out his right hand.

Hagrid was stunned for a moment, then saw Harry nod his head.

He also stretched out a hand as big as a palm-leaf fan.

As the big hand held the small hand.

[Ding Dong! Your friend [Rubeau Hagrid] sent a friend request]

(End of this chapter)