I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 142 Depressed Hagrid

When Harry and Ron returned from the hospital hospital, a group of Slytherins surrounded them.

"How's Malfoy?" asked Pansy Parkinson, pushing her way.

"The bleeding has stopped, he has woken up, Madam Pomfrey gave him medicine, and he will be fine after a day of observation." Harry replied coldly.

"That's good, that's good." Hagrid finally felt relieved.

"It's okay, this matter is endless." Pansy Parkinson gave him a fierce look. If Orlando hadn't suppressed them, they wouldn't have given up so well today.

Hagrid knew he was wrong, and he was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say. His two big hands were entangled and he didn't know where to put them. If people who didn't know saw this scene, they would think he was a student being scolded.

"Okay, it's time for this class, why don't you dismiss it?" Orlando looked at Hagrid and suggested.

"Yes, after class, you all go back to the castle, I'm going to the lower school hospital to see this poor child."

"You? Forget it, I don't think Malfoy wants to see you either." Pansy Parkinson left this sentence, turned around and left with a group of young Slytherin wizards.

"It's disgusting. If you want me to tell you, you shouldn't have saved that bastard." Ron spat at the backs of the group of Slytherins with a "Pooh".

"Forget it, it's not good for Hagrid if things get bigger, so let him go this time," Harry said.

The students left in twos and threes. A few students who were familiar with Hagrid came to comfort him and then left. At this time, Hagrid was still a little out of his mind.

Several people accompanied Hagrid back to his hut. Yaya ran over excitedly when he saw Hagrid come back. Hagrid was in a bad mood and didn't want to play with it. Orlando stroked its head a few times to calm it down.

Seeing Hagrid who had been drinking, Hermione couldn't bear to tell the truth several times, but when she thought of the consequences of Orlando's exposing Haier, she swallowed her words again. She didn't want the Ministry of Magic to arrest Haier. Grab it and slice it for research.

They stayed until dark before going back to the castle for dinner. Hagrid didn't join them because he was in a bad mood and drank a lot of wine.

At dinner Harry and Ron had never imagined that they would have such a day - so looking forward to seeing Malfoy.They looked back at the Slytherin table frequently, but unfortunately things backfired. At this time, Malfoy had already made up his mind to stay in the school hospital for a few more days, waiting for his father's reply by the way.

After dinner, Orlando came to the Gryffindor common room with a bunch of Chinese books in his arms, where Hermione was already sitting there waiting. "Are you sure you want to learn this?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

"Chinese is one of the most difficult languages ​​to master. You are already busy with your classes, can you find time for it?" Orlando was a little skeptical.

"There is always time to squeeze." Xueba is always so confident.

"What are you talking about?" Ron and Harry looked away from the windows of the tower and asked in confusion.

"It's nothing, Orlando asked me to help translate an ancient book, and I need to use Chinese, so I'm going to learn it." Hermione said lightly.

"Chinese?"

"Is that the square character?"

"Yes. Is there a problem? Orlando has already learned it."

Harry and Ron looked at the stack of books in front of her, and then at the Transfiguration homework in their hands, feeling suddenly stressed.

"You two are really good."

Orlando shrugged, opened his schoolbag, took out his homework and began to write. One of the characteristics of his homework is that he never needs to look up the information in the book, because the textbook has already been engraved in his mind, and he can quickly write the answer with just a little thinking. So he wrote his homework quickly and accurately.

Soon Orlando's homework was finished, and Hermione was left behind, and it wasn't long before it was finished. Only Harry and Ron were still racking their brains to find information.

Orlando didn't care about them, he took out a book of Shiguwen and read it.Hermione didn't bother him, she took a book "Asynchronous and Quick Memorization of Chinese Words" and went to a place where there were few people to read it. From her short pronunciation, it could be seen that she was practicing Chinese Pinyin.

"Hagrid's window has a light." Harry said suddenly, pointing out the window.

Orlando looked up to the outside of the castle, and Hagrid's light was indeed still on.

"Should we go and see him?" Ron quickly put away his homework, looked at his watch again, and said, "If we're fast enough, we can come back before curfew."

"You will cause trouble for Hagrid like this," Hermione walked over and looked at Ron with some reproach. "Hagrid is already in a difficult situation, so don't add trouble to him."

"Why does this add to the confusion? Now is the time when Hagrid needs his friends to comfort him. Who else can comfort him except us." Ron blushed anxiously, and his voice became louder unconsciously.

"Keep your voice down, Ron." Orlando patted his arm to signal him not to get excited. "Go and have a look. It should be fine to come back before 11 o'clock."

Thinking of Hagrid's sad appearance this afternoon, Hermione couldn't bear it, so she hurriedly said, "I'll go too."

"Okay then, put the things here first, and I'll ask Capri to send them back to you later."

Coming out of the portrait hole, in order to avoid being discovered by Filch, Orlando cast the Disillusionment Curse on several people, fortunately, he reached the gate without meeting anyone along the way.

It was here two months ago that Orlando fought with Lockhart, who was controlled by Voldemort, and almost destroyed the hall. Two months later, everything here is back to normal, and there is no sign of the previous battle. trace.

"What are you thinking, Orlando?" Hermione took his hand.

A group of four people walked out of the castle into the night. The grass was still wet at this time, and when they stepped on a small puddle, it took a little effort to pull their legs and shoes out of the ground. in front of Grid's hut.

Fortunately, there were no dementors on the way. Harry looked around to make sure there was no one else, and then went to knock on the door.

"Come in." a voice roared.

Orlando dispelled the Disillusionment Curse for several people.

"Why are you here now?" Hagrid's eyes were red, angry and angry, "Who told you to go out at night, I don't know if Sirius hasn't been caught yet, and the school is full of dementors?"

"Okay, don't be angry, Hagrid. We're not worried about you, so don't worry about coming over to take a look." Harry explained.

"That's right, Hagrid, we saw that the light in your hut was still on, so we came here, but don't worry, we will be back before 11 o'clock."

Hagrid put down his raised hand in a slumber, and sat down on the chair. He was sitting next to the scrubbed wooden table in only his shirt. Fang the Hound seemed to know that his master was in a bad mood, so he walked over wagging his tail and turned his head. on Hagrid's lap.

Orlando glanced at it, and knew that Hagrid had already drank a lot of wine. There was a single-handled wine glass as big as a bucket in front of him, and the wine was spilled everywhere on the table.

"The school administrators know about it," said Hagrid mournfully, "and they think I'm taking the plunge and should put the hippogriff in later, after I've finished the Flobber caterpillar or something." I will take it again later, I thought I could get the first class well, it’s all my fault..."

(End of this chapter)