Two Worlds: I studied abroad at Hogwarts

Chapter 120 Hagrid's Secret

After lunch on Saturday, Moon brought Bongbong to Hagrid's hut.

Just like Moon brought Bengbeng with him, Bengbeng also came with his hands.

It brought a small "Bengbeng" to Yaya.

"Oh, is this Yaya's new gift? It's so small and exquisite!"

Hagrid held a clay figurine about the size of his fingernail and looked at it over and over again.

Only when he saw Yaya staring at his hand intently did he place the small pottery figurine at Yaya's feet.

For Bengbeng, the small pottery figurine needed two little paws to hold, but after Yaya pressed it with one dog paw, the shadow of the pottery figurine could no longer be seen.

"Will your teeth be damaged?"

"Don't worry, this terracotta figurine is very strong."

"Oh, that's good. Actually, I'm more afraid of it eating it."

After Hagrid said this, he stopped paying attention to the two animals playing on the ground.

"Actually, I have something for you too."

"give me?"

When Moon was curious, Hagrid had already taken out a dirty little cloth bag from his moleskin coat.

"This is your trophy."

"Trophy?"

After taking the cloth bag from Hagrid in confusion, Moon smelled a strong stench before he even opened it.

"This is."

"These are the troll's toenails and hair. I know you defeated this big guy, so I left these things behind when I was helping Professor Snape carry them."

"Thank you very much."

After hearing Hagrid's explanation, Moon stopped himself from opening the bag in time.

He had a direct encounter with the troll, and the stench of this big guy could even cover up the garlic smell on Professor Quirrell.

He couldn't imagine whether the four creatures in Hagrid's hut would faint after the bag was opened.

"Okay, you didn't call me here just for these toenails, did you?"

Moon said as he put the small cloth bag under the eaves outside the cabin. He didn't want to inhale a few breaths of such air while talking.

"Of course not, I. I. Actually, you know."

It was the first time Moon had seen Hagrid stutter like this, which made him even more curious about what was going to happen next.

"Do you remember what I told you last time about repairing the wand?"

"Of course, before Halloween, when I was carving jack-o'-lanterns, you talked a lot."

"Yes, actually, I called you here today because I want you to repair a wand."

As Hagrid spoke, he rubbed his two big hands together, as if out of embarrassment or nervousness.

"Why not find a professional? Like Ollivander, after all, you know I'm not very proficient in this."

"Olivander, no, he's too famous. Almost all wizards in Britain will be watching there, not to mention those guys with very good noses."

Being famous is not a good thing, and you still have to hide from people.

Moon was a little confused by Hagrid's words.

"Well, actually, I don't want anyone else to know about this. It has to be kept secret, the highest level of confidentiality, do you understand?"

Hearing Hagrid's serious tone, Moon nodded solemnly.

"Of course, don't worry, I won't tell anyone about this. Only I will know..."

Moon said and looked around the cabin again.

"Only the four of us know."

Seeing Moon pointing his finger at Bongbong and Yaya, Hagrid suddenly relaxed a lot.

"Oh, that makes me feel relieved. After all, they won't say anything nonsense, right?" Brother Hai said as he took out a small pink umbrella from his other pocket.

After he easily pulled open the umbrella handle, a brown wand slipped out.

Moon quickly caught the wand that was about to fall to the ground.

Then he discovered that there was a break in the middle of the wand.

"Was this broken by humans?"

"Yes, but they did wrong me."

Seeing that Hagrid was a little embarrassed and didn't want to continue talking, Moon didn't ask any further questions.

After carefully examining the wand, Moon couldn't help but ponder.

"Oak shaft, unicorn tail hair core, 16 inches long."

This was the first time Moon had seen such a long wand, but after taking a look at Hagrid's height, he thought the length was perfect.

"Is this Ollivander's work?"

"Yes, but it's really not convenient for me to ask him to repair it now."

"Well, actually, I just checked it carefully. Because the wand has been broken for so long, the original lines inside have been worn away a lot. Are you sure you don't want to get a new wand?"

After Moon finished speaking, he gently placed the wand back on the table.

Although Hagrid had kept the broken wand well inside the umbrella shaft, a lot of wood chips still fell off.

"I actually like it very much. If it can be repaired, it would certainly be the most suitable."

"Okay, if you're sure you don't want to replace the shaft, then you'll need to prepare a similar magical oak. As for the tools and glue, I'll bring them myself."

"Actually, I have some glue here."

Brother Hai walked to a large wooden cabinet, opened it, rummaged around and took out a long wooden jar.

"I picked this from the Terminalia truncatula tree. I usually use it to repair some furniture. It's very useful."

Moon took the glue jar, put a little on his index finger, and then pinched it with his thumb to test it.

"The adhesion is a little weak. After all, your wand is too long, and the force you wield must be greater than that of an average person, so you should use mine."

The glue that Moon was talking about was the snail grass glue made by senior Bernardo in the Herbal Club.

After three years of continuous improvement by Bernard, this glue has become very sticky and does not affect the conduction of magic power. It is an excellent magic adhesive material.

"Okay, I'll go find a magical oak tree. It should take about a week."

After hearing what Hagrid said, Moon nodded.

"Also, to be on the safe side, I'll come here on weekends so no one will know what I'm doing."

"Okay, thank you so much."

While Moon and Hagrid were discussing repairing the wand, Malfoy received a letter from his father.

In addition to daily care, the content of the letter also invited Professor Snape to attend a dinner at Malfoy Manor.

This kind of thing happens every one or two months, and Malfoy has long been accustomed to it.

But this invitation is not as simple as before.

When Malfoy asked around and finally found Snape in the library's utility room, the professor was still flipping through a tattered potion book.

"Professor, professor, are you okay?"

After calling several times without receiving a response, Malfoy's voice gradually became louder.

"Hmm? Draco! What's wrong?"

Looking at Snape in front of him with two dark circles under his eyes and chapped lips, Malfoy was stunned for a moment.

"Oh, it's my father. He wants to invite you to the dinner at Malfoy Manor tonight."

"Tonight? No, I still have a lot of books to read."

Hearing another meaningless invitation to a banquet, Snape turned around and continued to study the old potion book from many years ago.

(End of this chapter)