Hogwarts: A little lion in the skin of the Eagle School

"After receiving the commission, I set off with Mrs. Maxim."

"But those guys at the Ministry of Magic, for some reason, are preventing us from leaving the country and are even sending people to follow and monitor us."

"So we first pretended to visit and vacation at the Beauxbatons College in France, and then we shook off the Aurors who were watching us in France."

"You know, the Ministry of Magic only has some jurisdiction in Britain. Once they're abroad, they can only watch helplessly, haha... hiss..."

Hagrid grinned, a grin that aggravated his unhealed wounds. He gasped, but stubbornly continued to grin foolishly.

"After that, we crossed the Alpine Pass and hiked into the heart of Eastern Europe, heading deep into the Caucasus Mountains."

"We also encountered mountain giants and vampires along the way, but luckily we're not pushovers either."

"Then we arrived at the giants' tribe."

At this point, Hagrid's expression visibly darkened.

"Initially, we successfully reached a preliminary consensus with the elders in the giant tribe."

"Everything was fine just two days ago, and the alliance was about to be finalized, but suddenly internal strife broke out in the tribe."

Upon hearing this, John and Hermione exchanged a glance, both guessing what was about to happen.

"The Death Eaters had actually been lurking within the tribe for some time. They incited the warlike giants and plotted a civil war."

"They united with some of the giants and overthrew the rule of the old leader. The new leader immediately broke the agreement and announced an alliance with the Death Eaters."

Hagrid clenched his fists, the fire in the hearth flickering in his eyes.

"We almost made a wasted trip."

Sure enough, it was Voldemort's henchmen who finally came to stop them.

This confirms Dumbledore's concerns: Voldemort is secretly and rapidly accumulating power, extending his tentacles to every possible ally and resource.

"It's alright, Hagrid. At least you've conveyed Dumbledore's message."

"Perhaps some giants who are dissatisfied with the new leader will switch sides to our camp. It's better than trying nothing at all."

Hermione patted Hagrid's broad hand to comfort him.

Hagrid let out a muffled laugh, saying nothing, only expressing his gratitude for Hermione's kindness.

"So, Uncle Hagrid, were your wounds inflicted by those giants, or by the Death Eaters?"

John, who was standing nearby, looked at the injury on Hagrid's face and continued to ask.

"Uh...not entirely."

When this question came up, for some reason, Hagrid scratched the back of his head somewhat awkwardly, as if he was hiding something.

John and Hermione exchanged a strange glance.

"What happened? These wounds of yours look quite fresh, and they don't seem to have been caused by magic..."

John's implication was clear: it must have been some time since Hagrid escaped from the giants' village, which was why he was able to arrive at Hogwarts today.

His new injuries were clearly not sustained in the Caucasus.

"Haha, it was just a few more troubles on the way back, don't worry about it."

Hagrid continued to laugh it off, without directly addressing the issue.

Seeing this, John did not press the matter further.

......

When Hagrid returned, the course on the protection of magical creatures was naturally handed back to him.

Professor Glapland can return to her previous position.

However, Hermione seemed quite reluctant to part with Professor Grappleland, for no other reason than that.

Professor Grapland's course was more systematic and rigorous than Hagrid's, and even his notes were as clear as a textbook.

She even secretly copied Grapple's lecture notes three times, sighing as she copied, "If only we could have both professors teaching at the same time."

"Isn't Hagrid's class quite popular?"

John, standing nearby, chuckled and joked.

"Being popular and being a good teacher are two different things," Hermione said without looking up.

Clearly, for the meticulous Hermione, Professor Glapland's methodical and logically rigorous teaching style was more conducive to her acquisition of knowledge.

Hagrid's classes are more like an outdoor adventure full of unknown surprises. They may be interesting, but they often fail to teach the key points and are entirely based on Hagrid's pace.

"I need to prepare Hagrid in order to prevent him from teaching some strange things that could lead to misunderstandings about his abilities."

"...After all, Professor Glapland's teaching style has set an extremely high standard for students..."

As expected of the beautiful and kind-hearted Hermione, she did her best to help Hagrid prepare lesson plans so that he wouldn't face doubt and criticism as soon as he returned.

Unfortunately, John hadn't taken any classes on magical creatures, so he couldn't be of much help.

It can only be set aside as a background accessory, providing emotional value.

......

It's another weekend.

This week's Quidditch match is Ravenclaw vs. Hufflepuff.

This was also Ryan's debut.

The Hedgehogs' team is straightforward and honest, unlike the Slytherin team, who always resort to underhanded tactics.

Therefore, Ryan was not affected by any additional factors.

However, he was still a little nervous when facing Cedric, a veteran Seeker.

Although they know each other.

However, in this kind of sports competition, throwing the game is the greatest humiliation.

Therefore, Cedric will not go easy on Ryan just because it's his debut.

As the whistle blew.

Ryan moved away from his original position. Instead of observing and waiting for the Golden Snitch at the start like a typical Seeker, he circled the field while keeping an eye on Cedric, searching for the Golden Snitch.

If Cedric moves, he immediately chases after him; if Cedric doesn't move, he searches on his own.

If he spots the golden thief first and is nearby, he can gain an advantage.

This is a tactic, but luck also plays a part.

Generally, only the weaker party would choose this kind of high-risk, low-return game.

"That's it, Ryan is now considered inferior."

Upon seeing Ryan's actions, Titus wailed in despair.

This tactic is known as "inferior" in their circle.

It specifically refers to the foolish move of deliberately downgrading one's vision at the start of the game and handing over air superiority to others.

"I think this is a pretty smart choice."

Ethan, however, disagreed.

"Our Eagle School is stronger than Badger School in overall strength. In the main battle, we can maintain our pace and gradually widen the score gap."

"Ryan's decision was definitely made after discussing it with his teammates."

"If we spot the thief first, we can take the initiative."

"If the thief is discovered later, you can also choose to interfere with the opponent's Seeker and delay them from catching the Golden Snitch first."

After listening to Ethan's analysis, Titus thought for a moment and agreed with the statement.

"Isn't this the disgusting tactic John mentioned before?"

Ethan nodded: "It's disgusting, but it's very clever."

John listened silently, showing little interest in their tactical analysis and evaluation.

Instead, he asked with amusement.

"That's not right, Titus, when did you become one of our Eagle School members?"

Titus was taken aback by these words, and then stiffened his neck and said.

"Mind your own business!"

"If Ryan wins, I'll be happy for my brother; if Badger Courtyard wins, I'll be happy for Badger Courtyard. That won't do!"