"The professor can actually turn into a cat!"
"Idiot! That's Cat Superman!"
"handsome!"
"cool!"
"Professor McGonagall was so beautiful when she was young!"
"So, the more beautiful a girl is, the more... ahem... the more majestic she will be when she gets older, right?"
"It's up to you whether you like it or not."
"I...I think...actually...you are quite..."
"Huh??? I'm a man!"
"It's the same with a skirt on."
"Why aren't you wearing it?"
"Okay, do you want to see it?"
"...then give it a try?"
As the little wizards left the classroom and walked towards the auditorium, the discussion about Professor McGonagall and a bunch of random things turned into a buzz and accompanied them as they moved forward. The Hufflepuff badgers chatted happily, and they were originally still busy. Some unfamiliar freshmen quickly got to know each other after having strange topics.
Crowds of people gathered in the auditorium. Lunch time was the busiest time at Hogwarts. After everyone had finished their first magic class, the first-year students fell into a state of excitement.
However, compared to other people of his age, Harry didn't have so many messy thoughts. Although his mind was still in a mess at the moment, this wrong magical world had a particularly huge impact on him.
[I really need to learn Occlumency quickly... All those time traveler prophets are a piece of shit. Harry, holding his forehead, stuffed fish, chips, roasted chicken legs, steak, pork chop, cauliflower, pudding, cake and mints into his mouth, until a burp awakened his groggy consciousness.
[Magic Mecha Catwoman Professor McGonagall aside, what do I need to figure out first? 】
Harry, who was rubbing his forehead, waved his hand and rejected Neville's invitation to go back to the common room. "I'm too full at lunch. I have to go for a walk first." After patting his slightly bulging belly, Harry walked out unsteadily. the castle gate.
Although the sun above your head makes you a little irritated, the flat grassland you can see is also refreshing. In the distance, the forbidden forest connected to the grassland has a dark green light, even in the scorching sun at noon. It can't penetrate the thick forest, spreading the heat all over the deep forbidden forest.
A huge stone house was emitting smoke, becoming the only forbidden mark between the lawn and the forbidden forest.
Harry quickened his pace slightly and walked towards the distance at a walking pace. Before he had gone far, Harry looked up and saw a small white dot moving slowly on the blue background. Hedwig, Harry recognized immediately.
In just ten minutes, Hagrid's hut was already close at hand. A slightly burnt fragrance of wheat and a strong aroma of stew wafted out from the crack of the hut's door. The heavy solid wood door was hammered with a fist, " Hagrid!”
"Hagrid, I'm here to see you!"
Harry's loud voice was immediately responded to, and with the sound of a chair dragging the floor, the sound of a barking dog also appeared instantly.
"It's a guest, it's a guest, Yaya, shut up, it's Harry."
Hagrid's cheerful voice came from behind the door, and the sound of Fang's dog paws scraping against the floor was quite clear.
"Woof woof woof!" "Crunch——"
The thick oak door was pushed open by Hagrid's huge palm. A dark-colored Neapolitan Mastiff, with sharp teeth covered with saliva, was particularly eye-catching when it shook its tail and barked. This was an adopted dog. A very good hound, at least when he first met Harry, his wild nature of hunting and his loyalty to protect his owner were clearly reflected.
But at the moment when the door opened... Yaya's barking suddenly stopped.
The moment the door opened, Yaya saw a majestic boy about five and a half feet tall, wearing a white sleeveless vest and a red short-sleeved thin shirt. His supposed slim-fitting outfit was concealed by his bulging muscles. The swollen bag, the cold and sharp lines made the teeth twist their mouths, and they scurried behind Hagrid's calves with their tails between their legs.
The sudden disappearance of the barking made the air between the two of them suddenly quiet. Hagrid, who was a little puzzled, looked down and kicked his teeth in a fit of laughter. The dog almost hung himself on his lap, and he was so cowardly that he couldn't even see it.
"Ya Ya!" Hagrid sighed helplessly, "No wonder Lu Wei doesn't like you. I wish you could be more upbeat... Sigh."
Pulling Fang's collar and throwing it forward, Hagrid pointed at Harry and said, "This is Harry, please remember it in the future."
"Woo...woof?"
Yaya, who had his pitiful black eyes open, looked at Harry cautiously, and then called out in a small voice. But when he saw Harry stretching out his big arm, the dog still closed his eyes in dizziness.
"Tooth?"
The dog that Harry picked up with one hand seemed to give up the struggle, "Hagrid, you raised him really well. The fur is so shiny." After stroking Yaya's head, Harry dropped Yaya on the floor. "It's a pity that I'm a little timid."
"Yeah, I'm a little timid." Hagrid scratched his head helplessly, and then quickly said to Harry: "Stop standing at the door, come in, come in."
"I was thinking of writing you a letter in a few days to invite you to sit down, but I didn't expect you to come so soon. How was your class today? Magic is interesting, right?"
Hagrid, who couldn't help smiling on his face, brought over a large wooden cup. The hot tea inside exuded a refreshing fragrance.
"Professor McGonagall is so cool! Transfiguration is very interesting, and Animagus transformation is simply... wow~" Harry couldn't help but sigh when he thought of the scene at that time, "That is simply the ultimate for boys. One of the romances!”
"Really?" Hagrid, who was chuckling, had his hands full. He picked up a large pot from the fireplace, which was filled with a large pot of fragrant stew. "Want some?" I helped the professors get some materials from the Forbidden Forest in two days, and I kept the rest of the meat. The meat of magical beasts tastes good, and you probably haven't eaten it before."
"Try it?" Hagrid took off another bamboo basket, which contained steaming hot pancakes, which were almost half the size of Harry's head.
Hagrid casually broke open the scone and stuffed a large piece of stewed soft meat into it with a fork. There was only a "click" sound of the rock breaking, and half of the scone as big as his head was gone. Hagrid, who had a face full of enjoyment, was enjoying his meal.
"Okay, okay, you can eat Yaya." Hagrid, who felt his trouser legs being pulled, casually forked out a large piece of meat and threw it into the food bowl on the side. Yaya, who was no longer so scared, rushed towards it like a joy. At this time, it really had the aura of a vicious dog pouncing on food.
"Then try it!"
Although he had already eaten lunch, it didn't seem like a big deal to stuff a little more, but after picking up a piece of scone, Harry still underestimated Hagrid's teeth.
"Rockpie, right?"
Harry, who had bulging veins in his arms, gritted his teeth and shouted, then with a fierce burst of strength, he imitated Hagrid and forcefully broke the toasted wheat cake, which was definitely related to stone.
Harry, who had a murderous look on his face, took several deep breaths and then managed to calm down. After a spoonful of broth and a piece of stew, he took a big bite. The hard crust of the cake was broken, and the softer wheat cake inside was already broken. Full of soup, the gelatinous meat is like steaming pudding. Two extremely contradictory textures merge into one with constant chewing. The food that can only be tasted after hard work is indeed better than the easy one. It's several times more delicious.
"Well done! Harry!"
Hagrid, who suddenly laughed loudly, seemed to be very happy, "I actually want to say that you can soak the cake a little bit before eating it, but now it tastes the best, but it's a pity that most people can't eat it like this."
"Then you should have said it earlier, Hagrid."
Rubbing his sore cheeks, Harry muttered vaguely, "It's delicious, but it's a bit toothsome."
"I still have to work harder. Breaking a piece of cake almost kills me. How strong are you, Hagrid?"
While eating hard, Harry asked Hagrid curiously.
"Me?"
Hagrid, who had not paid much attention to this problem before, chewed a piece of rock cake, and then drank half a pot of boiling hot soup in one gulp. He wiped the corners of his mouth and replied with some uncertainty: "I Probably able to lift... uh... an adult Tyrannosaurus, or grab it by the tail and throw it to its back."
"Terran Tyrannosaurus?" Harry was still relatively new to magical creatures. "What if it were replaced by a horned beast?"
"That little thing?" Hagrid glanced at Harry in confusion, "I can break its horns with one punch and kill it."
Hagrid pointed at the torn sack hanging in the corner of the wall. It was filled with thirty or forty long, sharp horns like swords.
"There are a lot of big guys in the woods, and a pony as tall as my shoulders can only be eaten."
After hearing Hagrid's casual answer, Harry immediately gave up his plan to compete with Hagrid.
Hagrid is more than three meters tall, with a shoulder height of at least 2.78 meters. The horned beast weighs at least two tons. This magical beast that requires ten Aurors to knock out is like a punch in Hagrid's mouth. Die, waiting to be eaten?
Harry sucked in a breath of cold air and half of the meat pie in his hand was cold. He smashed it into his mouth without any taste, and fell into some kind of doubt about life.
"Among wizards, there are probably a few like you... right?" Although he knew that Hagrid was a hybrid giant, Harry couldn't say it clearly.
"Right." Hagrid nodded, then hesitated, "Don't tell other people that I am actually a half-giant. My mother is, but I can't remember what she looks like. She is not a good mother. But my dad is fine."
There was a hint of tender nostalgia in Hagrid's eyes, "It's just that he died when I was a child." Hagrid pointed to the top of the fireplace, where there was a photo of a short man being photographed by a burly man. The boy put it on his shoulders. Hagrid was estimated to be about ten years old at that time, but he was already almost two meters tall.
"Don't worry about these things, Harry." Hagrid changed his voice and drank the remaining pot of stew in one go.
"Harry, if you are okay today, I will take you to see something nice. I am worried about the other little wizards. It would be too dangerous for them, but for you, haha!"
Hagrid reached out and patted Harry's shoulder, squeezing his strong muscles, "It's just right for you. Those little guys won't hurt you easily."
"Oh, really?"
Harry came to Hagrid because he wanted to ask something. It would be much easier to get information from Hagrid than from other people, but he would also be happy to learn more about it.
"Then we'll pack up and go. We won't go too deep, so we'll just hang out on the edge. But you have to remember, don't run into the forest rashly alone, especially if you go deep, there are a lot of people inside. Man, even I can’t kill him quickly, let alone a little wizard like you.”
