Hogwarts Study Panel.

Chapter 389, Section 387: Sheen's Forbidden Forest

After walking across the lush green lawn, you can see the dark interior of the forbidden forest.

The treetops rustled, and snowflakes drifted down from the tips of the beech trees.

A little eagle owl flew past the smoke rising from Hagrid's hut's chimney, flew toward the castle, and then disappeared around the owl's hut.

Sheen looked down slightly and saw Hagrid digging vigorously in front of his hut.

He roughly understood what Hagrid was doing—he was probably trying to clear a plot of land to grow vegetables.

He looks to be in excellent condition:

His face flushed red, his eyes lowered as he looked at his large hands, a big smile hidden behind his messy, tangled black beard.

He would occasionally watch the owl land on his windowsill, and then he would rush over and open the newspaper the owl had left behind.

His beard would start to tremble as soon as he saw just one line.

[The Hogwarts Game Warden's name is cleared, revealing a wizard's terrifying past!]

This is the content of the boldest newspaper report; no wizard in the magical world can ignore such a headline.

Aside from the eye-catching headline, the content of the report was also unexpectedly convoluted and full of twists and turns.

From the secrets and legends of Hogwarts to the thrilling unraveling journey of several young wizards—the report uses only a few headlines to keep readers glued to the page:

Ancient secrets... Echoes in the corridor... The blood-stained sword... The spider's escape... A shocking truth...

Although the report did not specify the names of the young wizards, the additional house points were traceable.

"Hagrid".

Sheen greeted him.

"ah,"

Hagrid looked up sharply and saw Sheen and his group. He quickly dropped his hoe.

"It's you! Come in quickly—"

So the group went into Hagrid's Hut.

"Oh, thank you, oh, I don't even know how to say it..."

Hagrid rubbed his hands together, hurriedly pouring pumpkin juice for them.

"That terrible person, the one who lurked in Hogwarts for so long, I never imagined... that only Sheehan, oh, and Headmaster Dumbledore would know the truth... Now, great, everyone knows... I always thought it wouldn't matter..."

His face showed a long-lost sense of relief.

"Oh, it's nothing."

Ron said something, probably to ease the growing silence in the cabin.

"Perhaps, after all, the greatest danger was dealt with from the beginning."

Hermione said meaningfully.

Everyone knew what she was talking about. If Sheen hadn't discovered the Basilisk and incredibly defeated it, it's hard to imagine how much damage the inhuman Voldemort would have caused to Hogwarts.

Hermione thought: Probably, many people will be petrified by the Basilisk, and Hagrid, who was wrongly accused, will be arrested again; even worse, Headmaster Dumbledore might be temporarily suspended because of these terrible attacks.

At that time, Hogwarts was truly in great danger.

"Sheen, come to me, okay...?"

Hagrid has always been a man with a rugged exterior but a sensitive heart.

Sheen wouldn't mind his affection as long as his hug didn't dislocate her ribs.

But today, it's clear that Sheen can't be pushed away.

He saw Hagrid crouch down, and then something wet appeared near his ear.

Hagrid managed to control himself, and Sheen could sense his caution and his readiness to give up.

"Thank you, thank you."

Hagrid said that after wiping his eyes, he gradually became excited.

He invited everyone to stay for afternoon tea, and then he took a hoe and went to the vegetable garden to pick pumpkins.

"Oh, right."

As Hagrid walked toward the pumpkin patch, he said again...

"Professor Dumbledore has given me some wonderful news, right next semester... I don't even know how to express my excitement, but you'll understand. Oh, thank you all so much, it's truly amazing..."

"What good news?"

Ron asked with great curiosity.

"Oh, it's not completely confirmed yet, but you'll find out next semester."

Hagrid walked away humming a little tune.

What will happen next semester?

Harry looked very confused.

Sheen, on the other hand, had a rough idea of ​​what was going on.

Professor Kettleburn, who teaches the Conservation of Magical Creatures class, is retiring next semester, according to the professor, so that he can have more time to enjoy his old age.

Then Headmaster Dumbledore would happily announce that the person who would fill his position was none other than Rubeus Hagrid, who agreed to accept the teaching position in addition to his duties as gamekeeper.

It's hard to imagine how important being a teacher was to Hagrid.

He always had a strong sense of belonging to Hogwarts, and becoming a professor was probably the best appointment he could have received.

Unfortunately, Hagrid has never been a fully qualified wizard.

He was expelled from Hogwarts in his third year on a trumped-up charge. He was only recently cleared of the charges and given another chance.

"Sheen, can you come with me for a moment?"

Hagrid suddenly spoke again, a shy smile on his face.

Amidst the curious gazes of the crowd, Sheen nodded and walked into the vegetable garden.

"Oh dear, I can't hide it from you. I know how much effort you've put into this."

You've helped me so much..."

Hagrid said he was radiant.

"Professor Dumbledore said that Professor Kettleburn, the teacher of the Magical Creatures class, is retiring before the next semester... He asked me, asked me to take over..."

"Congratulations, Hagrid."

Sheen said with a smile,

"So, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Oh, oh, is it that easy to tell?"

Hagrid scratched his head sheepishly.

Sheen smiled but didn't say anything, though his eyes clearly conveyed the message, "It's okay, please speak."

This made Hagrid feel that he was more like Dumbledore, and of course, Hagrid could no longer believe the rumors that he would eventually surpass Dumbledore.

"Oh, well, thank you so much. You see, after becoming a professor, after becoming a professor..."

Hagrid wore a sweet smile.

"How busy I am, Merlin! Look at your parents—they're practically never on the go!"

Upon hearing this word, Sheen's eyes flickered, but he still chose to continue listening.

"So, you see, I can't find anyone to help manage the protected forest. A large portion of the adorable animals are still babies. They need to be cared for."

Only you can help manage it. Of course, I won't let you spend too much of your time, but when I'm really too busy, I hope to find you to help—through this magical map.

Hagrid picked up the map and earnestly pleaded,

"If you'd like, I'll ask Professor Dumbledore for you to be a teaching assistant for the Magical Creatures Protection class."

His joy was palpable.

(End of this chapter)