The sky gradually darkened.
Flat fields, cattle and sheep gradually disappeared,
Instead, there are towering mountains and lush forests.
Ron has long since died down.
And Hermione, who has always insisted on being a teacher and talking too much, still kept her mouth shut due to physical problems.
Taking advantage of Hermione's silence and recovery, Ron and Neville quickly looked at Bagir as if they were a savior.
Harry even directly changed the subject: "Bajir, did you know? You were also in the newspaper today. The Daily Prophet."
Thinking about how to make friends with Hagrid and how to take valuable things like unicorn tail hair when visiting his cabin, Bajir suddenly raised his head.
"Newspaper? How is that possible! I went out 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 mailed to subscribers via owl, and the deposit is 1 Knut. It also has daily and evening newspapers. , the latter is called the Evening Prophet. The weekend edition of the Daily Prophet is the Sunday Prophet."
"Today is Sunday, Bagir 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, "It's just what the book says. Except for themselves, we all call it the Daily Prophet."
"Sunday newspapers, regardless of day or night. The change spell above is not only used to correct incorrect news."
"Important events that happened that day will be updated in real time."
"This is why the newspaper you subscribe to at 7 o'clock in the morning will record what Bajier did at the station at 10 o'clock."
Because of his previous behavior, Bagir, who knew that Ron was not as stupid as in the movie, still showed a shocked face.
Is this Ron?
Isn't Ron supposed to be an idiot who knows how to eat chicken legs with his bow left and right?
Hermione wanted to say something more.
But Neville's sudden scream interrupted the spellcasting.
"Leifu!"
Hermione: "We're looking for your toad!"
Ron blurted out: "Toad? Are there still people raising it now? It's worse than mice. It was popular for a while just a few decades ago."
Bagir was extremely moved in his heart: "I'm back, I'm back, the Ron I remember is back."
Harry covered Ron's mouth and said, "Let's help Neville look for it together."
Alarm bells rang in Bagir's heart.
Unlike his original self, he doesn't like to run around.
This is why, in my previous life, my activities in Youzhou No. 4 Middle School were: watching movies in the Great Hall of the People, a one-week study tour in Japan, summer exchanges at Eton at public expense...
He didn't participate.
The most I can do is play golf on Saturdays and Sundays.
So, Bajir quickly said: "Our things, including pets, will be transported to the dormitory by house elves for us."
"Neville, just sit back and relax."
"And if you have read the book "Our Demon Pet", you will know that the first pet we raise will form an invisible contract because of our attention."
"This is why the pets we keep are smarter and live longer than their counterparts in the Muggle world."
"While they're alive."
"The little wizard who raises toads will have a stronger body."
"Domestic toads are highly adaptable to spells and can be used as good objects for practicing spells and testing potions."
"Its liquid-absorbent skin also makes it easy to test potions that need to be taken orally."
"Leif is 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? All the magic coins I exchanged were used to buy books. I plan to keep a cat as a pet next year."
Bagir shrugged.
"Owls deliver messages."
"If they are just delivering messages or playing small pranks, they can find any wizard you know."
"The little wizards who raise them are more flexible and can judge their directions accurately."
"Rats, they just live longer."
"The little wizards who raise them eat more and are less likely to gain weight."
Ron beamed, "That's great! I can eat more and I'm not afraid of getting fat!"
Bajier complained in his heart: "The premise is that it is a real mouse. But a mouse that can live up to 3 years becomes a wizard's pet and lives for nearly 11 years. It is too outrageous. However, this is probably because there are too few mice as wizard pets. No one knows how long a mouse can live after becoming a wizard's pet. Is this why Ron's parents are not surprised?"
Then, he was ready to talk about cats.
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 and not gain weight."
"Let me change the question. For the second and third pets, won't our pets have any more contracts in the future?"
"Okay." Bagir yawned, "For subsequent pets, the relationship between us and them is no longer a contract, but a unilateral blessing. They will only enjoy the power brought by our attention. That is Our magical magnetic field, after enchanting their magnetic field, gives us various talents that are different from those in the Muggle world."
"We, the wizards themselves, will no longer receive anything in return."
"If there is really any feedback, the most powerful wizard now is Newt Scamander."
After that, he looked out the window.
The sky has turned deep purple.
The mountains and ridges that kept moving back gradually filled up with footsteps.
"It's probably too late for you to talk about the cat now."
"Hogwarts, almost there."
Neville stood up and prepared to go back to the previous compartment and change his clothes.
Hermione reluctantly left the compartment temporarily.
The three people in the cubicle took off their coats and put on black robes.
Ron's robe was a little shorter, and his sneakers were exposed underneath.
A voice suddenly echoed on 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 even lost his blood.
But even so, he did not forget to put the remaining snacks and candies into his pockets 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 the five Bagirs met in the compartment, they followed the flow of people towards the car door.
Many students who recognized Bagir greeted him one after another.
Harry cleverly covered the scar with a curtain of hair.
Until... they descended to a dark and small platform in the cold night, and a rich voice completely exposed Harry's identity.
"First years! First years come over here! Harry, come over here, how are you?"
Bajir turned around and saw that his future rich man, Hagrid, was holding a lantern in his left hand and waving his right hand in Harry's direction.
Lest anyone else wouldn't recognize Harry.
In an instant, the crowd split apart, leaving a corridor one person wide between Harry and Hagrid.
Harry was embarrassed and wanted to dig a hole in the ground to escape, but he could only wave his hands in the same way that Bajirshe cow did before.
As the leader, he led the first-year students towards Hagrid.
When Harry was about to reach Hagrid, Bajir jumped out and hugged Harry.
He raised his head and showed a gentle and elegant smile.
"I'm Harry's friend, Bagir."
"Are you Hagrid?"
"Harry mentioned you a lot."
"Dumbledore's most trusted person, the kind big man, the guardian of the Forbidden Forest."
"Can we make friends?" Bajir stretched out his right hand.
Hagrid was stunned for a moment and saw Harry nodding along.
He also stretched out his hand as big as a cattail leaf fan.
Then the big hand held the little hand.
[Ding dong! Your friend [Rubber Hagrid] sent a friend request]
