On the way to Hagrid's hut, Harry stopped by the Black Lake to touch some fish. He was a little tired of eating barbecue for breakfast, so he planned to make a whole sashimi porridge with two twenty-pound Black Lake giants. Harry took the black fish one by one and left.
Hagrid usually got up early. After Harry came out of the Black Lake, he saw the smoke of burning wood coming from the chimney of the hut in the distance.
"Hagrid! Let me have some breakfast."
Harry shouted at the door, and then opened the wooden door of the cabin with ease, but Hagrid was not the only one in the room.
"Professor Dumbledore, good morning?" Harry shook the big black fish in his hand. He didn't expect Dumbledore to show up here. "I'm going to make fish fillet porridge. Do you want to try it?"
"If it's not too much trouble, thank you." Dumbledore nodded to Harry with a smile. As an old man, Dumbledore likes to try new things just like young people, and delicacies he has never heard of are no exception.
"Of course not adding a spoon." Harry, who regarded Hagrid's cabin as his own home, still felt a bit like the owner of the house, but Hagrid was also very happy with it. He liked this feeling very much.
"It looks like you are going out, Hagrid? Why do you seem so nervous today?"
After Harry came in, Hagrid didn't say hello or speak. Instead, he opened and closed his mouth quickly and muttered something quickly.
"Ah? What?" Hagrid, who had just come back to his senses, paused suddenly, "Oh, Harry, you're here." Hagrid smiled cheerfully and scratched his messy hair, " Didn’t I tell you before that I was going to take the dragon trainer qualification exam? Today is the day of the exam and I need to go to Wilson. Professor Dumbledore is willing to accompany me there, to be honest."
Hagrid swallowed his saliva, and his nervousness was palpable, "...I'm a little unsure." He lowered his head slightly unconfidently, "If Professor Dumbledore hadn't said he would accompany me there, I would have been really afraid of what would happen when I got there. My mind was empty and I forgot about everything.”
Although it may sound a bit exaggerated, Hagrid is absolutely powerful. Even if the fire dragon is even more violent, as long as it dares to fly a little lower, Hagrid will pick up a stone weighing by ton and throw it hard, and then the fire dragon will fall to the ground. After that, he pressed his head with a blaster, and with his brute strength, unless it was an oversized fire dragon like the adult Soviet Iron Belly, he would beat the shit out of everyone else.
Physical education is the ultimate killer for magical creatures. This is the beauty of pure violence that is not inferior to any art.
In terms of this level of taming ability, a hundred dragon tamers bundled together would not be able to match Hagrid's fist.
But there is no way, who makes him Hagrid? When he is not in a 'fighting' state, Hagrid's character is a bit shy and easily nervous. He is not confident. Perhaps this is related to his experience growing up.
"Just stay normal."
Harry put the fish on the chopping board, then picked up an ax and chopped off the fish's head. He worked quickly while chatting with Hagrid.
"If you don't know what to do and are a little panicked, why not close your eyes and think about how you played the game with Norbert."
"Is this useful?" Hagrid looked at Harry in surprise with his dark eyes, "Don't lie to me, Harry, I'm really nervous now. If I fail to get the dragon trainer certificate, Norbert When can I meet you openly?"
Having a dragon but not being able to bask in it is a frustrating thing for Hagrid. He really likes fire dragons and hopes more people like these cute fire-breathing little darlings.
"You think dragon training is too difficult. In fact, you are already a hundred times better than those dragon trainers who have obtained certificates. Have you ever seen someone who can make a Soviet iron belly that is in the growth stage and super energetic? Be honest and obedient and lie down in the backyard and don’t move around?”
"When you took Norbert for a walk in the Forbidden Forest, it was the first time I saw someone walking the fire dragon until it was panting like a dog, sticking out its tongue and digging its paws into the floor. They would rather sleep in place than move any further."
Harry glanced at Dumbledore and saw that the old man was also incredibly surprised after hearing this. Dumbledore seemed not to know how Hagrid trained Norbert.
"Look, Professor Dumbledore was shocked by you. This is amazing, right, Professor?"
Dumbledore watched as he took out his knife and sliced off the thin fish fillets, and nodded. He agreed: "This is indeed an amazing thing, Hagrid. This is the first time I have heard of it." Someone can train a fire dragon like this."
After Dumbledore nodded, Hagrid was inexplicably relieved. The person he believed in most in his life was Dumbledore. With his confirmation, Hagrid felt a big stone fall in his heart.
"Then I'll cook porridge!" Hagrid, who immediately beamed with joy, also got busy. It wasn't the first time Harry came to his place to make breakfast, and it wasn't the first time he invited him to drink porridge, "Do you want fried dough sticks today? I quite like that thing that looks like a baguette."
"I won't be frying fried dough sticks today. The salted duck eggs I made a while ago are now ready to eat. They are great with rice."
A pile of thin fish fillets filled two large plates. A dozen salted duck eggs were also cut into pieces. The mouth-watering egg butter overflowed. They were just waiting for the white porridge in Hagrid's big pot to be cooked before processing. Put the good fish fillets in and blanch them, and today's breakfast is complete.
However, because Harry and Hagrid are both big-bellied men, eating an entire cow in one meal is not something they can just talk about. They can actually do it. The cauldron for making porridge is big enough to fit people into it. Although the flames below are burning brightly, there are some things that cannot be rushed.
Hagrid was holding a big spoon and humming a tune while stirring the big pot. Harry and Dumbledore were sitting next to each other when they were free. To be honest, there was really no topic between them. Harry was closer to Grindelwald and Dumbledore. Although Bulido is not delicious, it is still a bit sour.
'Obviously I met this child first'
It was probably such a small emotion, but Dumbledore had no good solution for it. Who made him think that he owed Harry's parents something? After last year's incident, Dumbledore's reminder to Grindelwald and his personal Under the demonstration, he began to re-examine the members of the Order of the Phoenix who had been loyal to him. After the window paper was broken, he finally understood what kind of mistakes he had made.
He chilled the hearts of those who were loyal to him, even if many of them didn't mind, didn't complain, and even still respected him and were willing to work for him, but if it happens again next time, it will be difficult to recover.
Belated Compensation Dumbledore is slowly making progress. He has a great influence in the wizarding world, but he has rarely used the power that has been handed over to him before, but this does not mean that he has not or The ____ does not work.
The old man and the young man stared in silence for a moment, and finally Dumbledore started talking.
"Maybe Hagrid still needs a little time to cook the porridge. Can you go for a walk with me?"
"Of course, Professor, the morning at Hogwarts is beautiful."
(End of chapter)
