Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 409: Off-topic

It was some time since Harry had last seen Hagrid.

Ginny probably also vaguely sensed that he had developed an inexplicable aversion to Hagrid since then.

Only Ron would think that he had no time because he was busy brewing potions and spending time with Ginny.

As for Draco - they were not in the same dormitory after all, and he had to accompany Pansy.

All of this was actually because of that indescribable feeling, a feeling that Ginny and the others couldn't detect.

When facing Hagrid, especially after he inexplicably could give life to a mass of fire, Harry felt as if he were standing next to a prehistoric beast.

His whole body, even every hair, seemed to be telling him loudly - run!
The feeling that his life no longer belonged to him was something he had never felt before, even when he was with Voldemort.

No, maybe I couldn’t feel it at that time.

Ryan said that this was due to the rapid growth of his body, the magic in his heart, and the gradual bursting of his primitive instincts.

This also triggered a question for him at the time, "But at that time, my potion had not been brewed yet, and I hadn't even started yet."

"This has nothing to do with the potion. Does Riddle's presence really have no effect on you?"

"Two souls with the identity of the main soul make the soul fragments in your body more active than ever before."

"You were already changing gradually before you took the potion. The potion just accelerated the process," Ryan said at the time.

But Harry always felt that Ryan didn't say the whole story.

Harry inexplicably thought of that moment, the moment when he returned to the Earth from the moon.

He always felt as if he had had a long sleep, and so did the phoenix in his chest.

But when he asked Ron and Ginny, they said it was an illusion.

Shaking his head, Harry stood at the door of Hagrid's hut and knocked.

The door branches opened at once, and a wave of heat came in, soothing the slightly stiff bodies of Harry and others who had just walked in the snow.

Yaya was lying under the table, his tail wagging from side to side.

Alaspade closed his eight eyes, and from the slightly rubbing of his mouth and limbs, it could be seen that he was dozing.

Hephaestus served as the cabin's source of heat, and as the fireplace rolled, it brought a red, onyx-red light into the room.

Hagrid was sitting cross-legged on a cushion, poking the fire with a polished pine branch.

Harry stood frozen in place. In his eyes, that was not Hagrid at all; it was a volcano that was about to erupt.

Besides, Hagrid clearly didn't move, so what is this door?
"Harry, why don't you come in?" Hagrid put down the pine branch and turned to look at Harry. Hephaestus licked the pine branch like eating ice cream.

"Ahaha! - finally I've seen what you look like when you're scared, Harry!"

"It's amazing, isn't it? Hagrid can now see people without using his eyes, and he can also control objects not far from him, such as doors." Ron patted Harry's shoulder and grinned.

"You didn't tell Harry?" Hagrid glanced at Ron and Draco with his small black beetle eyes.

"I thought Ron said that." Draco waved his hand to indicate that it had nothing to do with him.

Ron had already sat down next to Hagrid skillfully and greeted Hephaestus.

"Nothing, I was just thinking about something else." Harry shook his head and walked into the cabin.

The door closed automatically with a click.

"Harry, you're finally done, aren't you?"

"I know you're the captain of the Quidditch team, and your team has games for the two weeks after Christmas, but how come—" Hagrid said in a slightly complaining tone.

"You know, Ginny and I, we need a little private time." Harry said something he didn't believe, and felt his cheeks getting hot.

But fortunately, Hagrid has always been careless, and his bad temper usually comes and goes quickly. "By the way, Hagrid, you mentioned earlier that you wanted to find a partner for Hephaestus, have you decided on who to use?"

"wind?"

"cloud?"

"Thunder?" Ron's eyes darted around as he spoke.

However, the most outrageous thing is that Ron was able to just skip over the place where Alaspad was.

"I asked Dumbledore, and he also came to see Hephaestus, and he advised me not to use that ability of mine anymore."

"Or don't give those objects a full life."

"He said that if I kept doing this and created too many lives, I would become a Squib," Hagrid said with lingering fear.

"what!"

"Hagrid are you okay?"

"Did Hephaestus do anything to you--" Ron, Harry, and Draco said separately.

"Dumbledore said that Hephaestus was just an ordinary life made of fire. It has no effect on me."

"At most I have a bigger appetite."

"It's a good thing, otherwise--" Hagrid touched his long, thick, and slightly curved oak wand, which finally didn't have to be hidden in the pink umbrella.

"Is this your wand?" Draco said, and everyone looked at Hagrid's wand curiously.

"Yes, it was broken once—because I was wrongly accused of killing Myrtle."

"But fortunately, with the help of Dumbledore and Arthur, I successfully overturned the case and can finally take it out of the umbrella."

"Otherwise I can only use it secretly. The last time I remember was when I used it on that fat kid from the Dursleys' house."

"It's a pity that he looked so much like a pig that I could only give him a pig's tail." Hagrid winked at Harry.

He suddenly felt a little hot near his legs.

It turned out to be Hephaestus who crawled out, took the shape of Fang, and stuck out his tongue, "Hey, Hephaestus, this is a wand, not your snack."

"How come the carpet is okay?" Harry avoided looking directly at Hagrid and looked at the carpet where Hephaestus had stepped.

"I know!"

"Hephaestus can control himself from lighting anything on fire."

"Look, I can put my hand inside it," Ron said quickly, and boldly put his hand into the fire. But Harry was a little surprised, because in his memory, Hephaestus could speak.

But now, like a real dog.

It can be said that it has both form and spirit, and only the fur made of flames destroys this feeling.

"Hello, Harry Potter." When Harry was confused, the inserted Hephaestus turned into a human form, and the outline could vaguely be seen to be Ron's.

"I cannot speak when I am imitating creatures that cannot speak," Hephaestus said immediately.

"Dumbledore said that it was an imitation that was too much. It could speak directly using unknown principles when it was clearly the original."

"But after turning into an animal, that is, the shape of Fang, it can only bark like a dog." Hagrid laughed.

"Wait, can it talk when it turns into a spider?" Harry discovered the blind spot.

"Yes, because the Acromantula can speak."

"But you know, that's why it's only changed into Fang, me, Ron, and Draco." Hagrid glanced at Ron, who trembled subconsciously when he heard the word Acromantula.

(End of this chapter)