Harry Potter and the Burnt Badger

"Okay, let's have some fun. I plan to go see Hagrid. What do you think?" Moon didn't want to see everyone's appearance, so he simply stated his proposal directly.

Sure enough, when they mentioned going to see Hagrid, Gal and Yaerlin's moods immediately improved a lot. Cedric also nodded hurriedly, leaving only Nash and Angelina looking at me and me looking at you, a little confused. At a loss.

The two of them were not that familiar with Hagrid. The last time they had contact was when they celebrated Moon's Lunar New Year.Therefore, they were not sure whether it would be a good idea to go along with them.

Munn saw the hesitation of the two of them and said with a smile: "It's okay, let's go with him. Haven't you all met Hagrid before? He is very hospitable."

After Munn said so, the two of them no longer refused and agreed.

In this way, a group of seven people talked and laughed (if you ignore the "torture" of Cedric by Gal and Arlin) and went straight to Hagrid's hut.

-

[Note 1] In the original book, Cedric joined the Hufflepuff Quidditch team in fifth grade (that is, Harry Potter's third grade) and served as both the new seeker and the new captain.

Chapter 11 Gathering

Far away, Moon and his group could already see Hagrid returning to the hut carrying a large bucket of something unknown.

It seemed like they came at just the right time.

"Hagrid!" Moon raised his arm and waved twice, calling to Hagrid who didn't notice them, and then took the lead in charging.A group of children were chasing each other towards Hagrid, looking like a group of Don Quixote who had not yet grown up.

Amid Moon's call, Hagrid finally saw the group of little furries. He stopped and also showed a surprised expression.Last night he was responsible for taking the first-grade children to the castle and had no chance to meet Munn and the others, so he himself kept wondering when Munn and the others would come over.

Hagrid really didn't expect these little guys to come so quickly.

"Eh-what is this!" Gal originally wanted to run over and give Hagrid a big hug, but as soon as he got to Hagrid's side, he noticed something was wrong, and a strong fishy smell forced him to stop. His footsteps made him stop the car suddenly as if he was under a petrification spell.

Although Hagrid is indeed a bit sloppy at ordinary times, this fishy smell is not likely to be emitted by Hagrid. Therefore, there is only one truth: there is a big problem with the bucket in Hagrid's hand.

Several other little wizards also smelled the smell and had no choice but to stop a few steps away from Hagrid.

Hagrid realized something, looked down at the tin bucket in his hand, and then awkwardly slapped his nose in front of his nose, "Okay, it does stink a bit. It's full of internal organs, uh, the internal organs of some small animals." , used to feed the animals in the Forbidden Forest. Just wait a moment, I will put down the bucket first, and you can go directly to the house to sit."

Several young wizards quickly agreed and swarmed into Hagrid's hut - he didn't lock the door. In fact, Hagrid didn't usually lock the door because there was really nothing to steal in his hut ( It’s just Hagrid’s own opinion).

As soon as he entered the house, Gal immediately felt as if he had returned to his own home. While asking Munn to light the fire, he made tea for himself.If it were another place, Moon would definitely dissuade Gal, because this behavior is really a bit disrespectful.But in Hagrid's case, this kind of disrespectful behavior is actually a way of expressing kindness in a sense, at least Hagrid thinks so.What's more, even when Hagrid was around, Gal was responsible for things like tea.

Moon laboriously moved a few stools to Angelina, Nash, and Violet who were a little overwhelmed, and then pulled out his wand to help Garr start the fire.Hagrid came back just at this time. He took off his thick gloves and hung them on the wall. He took the huge teapot from Gal's hand and put it on the fire.

The sharp-eyed Arlin saw the wound on Hagrid's hand and asked in surprise: "Hey! Hagrid, what happened to your hand? Who hurt you?"

Hagrid glanced down at the back of his hand and waved it carelessly, "It's nothing. Don't be stupid, Arlin. This was not injured by 'anyone', it was just accidentally scratched by my pet's teeth."

Moon and the other four stared at Yaya who was lying lazily beside the fire, "Huh? Did Yaya do it?"

Hagrid was amused by the four people's reactions. While rummaging for snacks, he said jokingly: "Please, you don't think I only have one pet like Fang, do you?"

This explanation was quite convincing, at least it convinced Moon and others, so they quickly put the matter behind them.

The tea boiled quickly, and Yaya seemed to be heated by the fire. He slowly got up and moved to a nest, lying between the two girls Angelina and Violet. Their innocent sleeping posture made them angry. This little girl was so curious that she went up to Yaya's head and touched her wildly.

Moon could only stand aside and hope that Yaya wouldn't suddenly stand up and shower the two girls with dog saliva.

"By the way, I said earlier that I would wait for Hagrid to show it to everyone." Cedric, who had just taken the tea cup from Hagrid's hand, suddenly remembered something. He patted his forehead hard, and then walked from the side of the stool. I pulled out a large photo album from my backpack, "Photos from the Quidditch World Championship. Moon reminded me. I asked my dad to buy me a camera and took a lot of photos."

Arlin is the one who likes Quidditch the most, even more than Cedric. When they first met yesterday, he asked Cedric a lot of questions about the Quidditch World Cup.If Cedric hadn't promised to show everyone the photos later, and there were a lot of photos, it's not certain whether Arlin would have happily let Cedric go to bed last night.

Therefore, as soon as he heard that there were photos to be viewed, he immediately moved beside Cedric excitedly and grabbed the best position.

"This year's Quidditch World Cup was quite exciting. They played the finals for five whole days. It was a tough battle." Cedric said as he opened a large photo album and spread it on his lap. , so that everyone can see clearly. "The Scottish team performed really well. The two teams have never been able to open a particularly large gap, and both sides made a lot of tactical arrangements around the Golden Snitch. As a result, the previous few games No one has successfully caught the Golden Snitch."

He raised his hand and pointed at one of the photos. "Well, this is the moment when the two teams were closest to the Golden Snitch on the third day. The Scottish team's seeker almost caught the Golden Snitch, and the Canadian team's seeker also almost caught the Golden Snitch." It’s only a few meters away.”

Along with Cedric's explanation, in the photo, a Bludger suddenly jumped out from an extremely tricky angle and flew past the two seekers' heads.

"Ha! In this moment, the two Seekers finally missed the Golden Snitch and could only wait for the next opportunity."

Frankly speaking, Arlin, Angelina, and Nash all ordered special Quidditch magazines, which also contained reports and photos about this year's World Cup, but they were far less numerous than those taken by Cedric.Therefore, even if they have watched it once, they still listen with interest, and when they get nervous, they will react cooperatively like everyone else.Even though Cedric's skills in text description are really poor, everyone's cooperation still allowed him to have a good time as a speaker.

"Yes, yes, and this, you would never have imagined that a Bludger was knocked away by a member of the Scottish team. As a result, the ball came straight towards me. I was almost frightened... …”

Chapter 12 The stammering Professor Quirrell

This afternoon was quite a happy one. They used Cedric's photo album to watch almost the entire Quidditch World Cup final.The hot tea made by Garr was also good. Although the snacks made by Hagrid were a bit bad in taste - mainly because they were a little bitter, at least they had the taste of a serious snack and would not knock off anyone's front teeth.

When they left, everyone was happy, and they even made an appointment with Hagrid to bring snacks to see him next time. Hagrid was laughing so happily.

Only Moon left with worries because he heard some fatal news from Hagrid.

"By the way, you probably haven't met your new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor yet?" Hagrid said at the time. "Ha, that's right, you have a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Professor Kump isn't here. Probably because of some personal matter. Well, I can tell you this in advance, since there is nothing to keep secret anyway. Your new professor is your senior, a wizard from Ravenclaw College, Quirinus. Quirrell. Speaking of which, Nash is only in fourth grade this year, right? Then he should know Professor Quirrell."

Nash nodded as expected, but he also looked a little surprised. "Professor Quirrell left before. Of course, nothing happened to him. He just said that he wanted to go out and do some practice. As a result, he was replaced by Professor Compton last year. , we all thought that he was affected by the curse like other Defense Against the Dark Arts professors and had something wrong with him." [Note 1]

This topic did not cause much trouble, and everyone quickly continued to talk about Quidditch.But these few words left quite a stir in Moon's heart.

This matter was indeed mentioned in the original work. Quirrell briefly left Hogwarts for a year. When he returned, he became neurotic, afraid of students, and afraid of his own courses.According to what he said, he encountered something bad in a certain dark forest, but there is no doubt that the so-called "bad thing" was most likely the result of his encounter with Voldemort and becoming A servant of Voldemort.

That is to say...

He was only in his second year and he was about to face Voldemort?

Even though it's just Voldemort mounted on the back of someone's head?

With this in mind, Moon finished his dinner absentmindedly, and continued like this until the next day.

Just kidding, let alone Voldemort mounted on the back of someone's head, even if it's Voldemort mounted on someone else's finger, it's still Voldemort.It is basically impossible to say that there is really no pressure at all.

As a result, Moon's worries disappeared immediately as soon as class started the next day.

Because the Professor Quirrell who appeared in front of them did not wear the thick big scarf, although he did look like in the original work: pale, thin, and stumbling and stammering when he spoke, but it was obvious that He didn't have Voldemort possessing the back of his head just yet.

This was a good thing, and it even made Moon look at Professor Quirrell with a little more appreciation.

Quirrell without being possessed is Quirrell.

At this moment, "Curiosity Luo" was stumbling on the podium while introducing himself.

"Ha, hello everyone, I, I, I am your new, new professor, Quirina, Quirina, Quirinus Quirrell..."

Moon decided to take back the comment of "Curious Lo". This guy's speech was too gruff. Thinking about it this way, he and Professor Camp seemed to be two extremes.One chattered like a robot and talked everything out in one go, while the other kept mumbling and couldn't finish a self-introduction in 10 minutes.

Can't there be a more reliable Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?The moon-faced kind?

Moon, who was huddled in the back row, sighed and opened his Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook.

Instead of listening to Professor Quirrell's meek lectures, it would be better to read a book by yourself. Unfortunately, it is another year of self-study for the Defense Against the Dark Arts course.

Oh, no, it's two years.

Merlin his mother's.

Compared to Moon, the other Hufflepuff students were all listening to Professor Quirrell's self-introduction - don't get me wrong, it's not because of how exciting it is, it's just that their Defense Against the Dark Arts class is in the afternoon, lunch They had already heard many people complaining about Professor Quirrell's stammering way of speaking, so they listened so carefully now to avoid having nothing to say when they talked about Professor Quirrell again at night.

"Okay, then, then, then, next, we will, just, just, just..."

Professor Quirrell looked at the young wizards below who were obviously starting to hold back their laughter, and suddenly felt even more frustrated. He looked like he was trying hard to avoid stuttering, but the more he cared about it, the more he couldn't speak completely. After going on, the result was that he suppressed a big blush in the end, which made several young wizards laugh out loud.

Moon frowned, glanced dissatisfied at the Hufflepuff badgers, and suddenly felt a little pity for Quirrell on the stage.

Quirrell took a deep breath, pursed his lips tightly, and after calming down for a few seconds, he said again: "Okay, okay, let's start teaching."

"This class we are going to open, open, open, open..."

The laughter appeared again, and became more and more intense.

"Bang!" Moon slapped the textbook in his hand on the table, startling Gal and a few others beside him.

"Be careful, we are still in class, so you must show basic courtesy to the professor."

Professor Quirrell was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect anyone to speak for him.The other little wizards of Hufflepuff all suppressed their smiles. Moon usually looked like a good gentleman, but everyone believed in him. Even if they had a few thorns, they would not follow him at this time. Hold it dry.

Seeing that everyone finally stopped laughing, Moon shook his head helplessly and opened the book again to read.

Strictly speaking, he didn't like Quirrell either - no matter what the reason for following Voldemort, it was an indisputable fact and irrefutable.

But this is not the reason for little wizards to laugh at their stuttering professor during class, even if the professor is a hidden bad guy.

Isn't it just a childish behavior to laugh at one's teacher because of his stuttering?

Moon curled his lips and turned the book to the next page.

On the stage, Professor Quirrell was still trying hard to continue the lecture smoothly. Fortunately, no students would continue to laugh at him. Maybe some people would whisper to each other, but for Quirrell, this made him feel a lot more relaxed.

Most of his stuttering is fake, just to maintain a weak persona and make himself look as silly and sweet as possible.But the problem is, if you can avoid being laughed at, who would want to be pointed at and laughed by a bunch of brats?

-

[Note 1] Quirinus Quirrell once taught Muggle Studies in the original setting, and was later transferred to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts.However, the author did not find the specific time of the two terms, so this book has sorted out the settings and determined the time.In the setting of this book, Professor Quirrell was originally a professor of Muggle Studies. He was transferred to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in the 1988-1989 school year. After one year of employment, he left the job and went out to conduct research and improvement. During this period, he encountered Voldemort. Adopted as a servant by Voldemort, he returned to Hogwarts during the 1990-1991 school year and began to continue serving as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

By the way, here is a more hidden setting of the original work to explain why Voldemort is not on the back of Quirrell's head here - the reason is that in the original work, Quirrell was also not possessed by Voldemort when he first met Harry in the Leaky Cauldron. , he was not wearing a headscarf and shook Harry's hand.It wasn't until Harry arrived at Hogwarts at the start of school that he discovered Professor Quirrell was wearing a turban.In other words, Quirrell was actually possessed by Voldemort after meeting Harry in the Leaky Cauldron and before Harry started school.Obviously, this was because their master and servant broke into Gringotts in an attempt to steal the Philosopher's Stone but failed, so Voldemort wanted to possess Quirrell and took the opportunity to sneak into Hogwarts to seek a chance to obtain the Philosopher's Stone.In other words, Quirrell shouldn't have been possessed by Voldemort in the first place.above.

Chapter 13 Pop-up fireworks hat

The work of the school newspaper is in full swing again.

Old students rushed to circulate it, and new students also began to spread the word of the word and joined the ranks of subscribing to the school newspaper.Today at Hogwarts, it has become a trend for everyone to have a copy of the school newspaper during breakfast time on Mondays.

Of course, this has nothing to do with the excellent content arrangement in the school newspaper.

Interesting interview article - The interview subjects of the school newspaper are not just professors and students. Moon has creatively expanded the scope of their interviews, and ghosts and portraits have also become their interview subjects.From time to time, students would spend Wednesday and Thursday trying to guess what interviews would be in the next issue of the school newspaper.

Various emergency announcements on the news page are also critical. You must know that not everyone can see the school's new announcements in time.Although most of these announcements are useless, occasionally some useful content will appear.

The remaining two pages are the main "favorites" of students, with all kinds of strange articles, spell tips, interesting student gossip, recruitment notices of various clubs...

It is worth mentioning that the second weekend of their sophomore year at Moon was the weekend before the first issue of the school newspaper was published this semester.They finally decided to officially open the advertising space.Although it was only a small sidebar in the final edition, it still ushered in competition from many merchants: various vendors from Hogsmeade and Diagon Alley, and even some companies specializing in various products for students. .Among them, Rhodes Joke Shop also sent a special letter to Moon and their school newspaper office, hoping to exchange a large amount of money for an exclusive interview opportunity.There is no way. In recent years, most of the business of Hogwarts students has been taken away by Zuko's Joke Shop, and they have gradually declined.Therefore, they wanted to take advantage of this critical moment when they develop new products to have such an interview.

Moon and the others struggled for a long time, and finally decided not to set this precedent - the front-page interview was still reserved for campus content, but they sent a letter back to Rhodes Joke Shop, indicating that they could write an exclusive interview article about them. But it would be placed on the third or fourth edition, and Rhodes Joke Shop also agreed to this proposal, but the monetary reward would inevitably be less.

So, in the second issue of the school newspaper, the students of Hogwarts found their new favorite.

"Pop-up Fireworks Hat" from Lord's Joke Shop.

It seems like it's just an ordinary hat - maybe a top hat, maybe a woolen hat, or maybe all kinds of weird little hats, in short, it's just a hat.However, with just a slight tug, the hat will start shooting off fireworks, and of course, as promised by Lord's Joke Shop, it will never burn the wearer's hair.

If that's all, this would be just an ordinary gadget, but the unique approach of Rhodes Joke Shop is that they separated the "tab" and the "hat", which means you can put the hat on Put it on someone else's head, and then suddenly pull the ring in your hand to set off fireworks on his head.

The day after the second issue of the school newspaper was released, Rhodes' Joke Shop received a large order from Hogwarts students.This made them excited for a long time. Of course, the good times did not last long. Within a few days, they were gank from the Hogwarts Announcement.

Because two idiot Gryffindor students gave Professor Quirrell a pop-up firework hat, and succeeded in scaring Professor Quirrell half to death with the sudden explosion of fireworks.

After Professor McGonagall learned about this, he was furious and banned students from buying pop-up fireworks hats. He even took time out of his office and leisure time to stand at the gate of the castle and check the hats whenever he saw them.

Even so, Rod's Joke Shop has still made a lot of money in the past few days, and it has also captured a considerable part of the market.Being able to achieve such an effect made them quite satisfied with the publicity effect of the school newspaper.It's just pitiful that those unused pop-up fireworks hats can only become contraband in private circulation, or even be sealed in boxes, and will not be seen again until the holidays.

Gal also bought one, and now he is sitting in the office of the school newspaper sighing at his hat.

Seeing his appearance, Moon simply put down the manuscript in his hand temporarily and sat next to him. "Okay, don't sigh. In fact, even if the professors don't issue a notice to ban this thing, you can't give it to me." If you go out, you can only use it as a tool to set off fireworks."

"Ah?" Gal was stunned and turned to look at Munn, waiting for his answer.

Moon helplessly pointed to the pop-up firework hat in his hand. "Don't be stupid. Everyone knows about this thing now. I bought it just for fun and to trick people who don't read the school newspaper. No problem." Basically, the whole school knows that hats given by others are a trap and will scare themselves. Who else do you think you can give this hat to? Maybe someone will do something to you in turn, such as when you pull the ring. Suddenly the hat is pointed at you.”

Seeing Gal's dumbfounded expression, Moon patted his shoulder sympathetically, "Okay, don't be nervous. At least you can keep the hat and go back to scare your Muggle friends."

Moon's words seemed to have opened a new door for Gal. He was no longer sad in an instant, and instead laughed strangely. Apparently he had already thought of the unlucky guy he wanted to give this hat to.

Cedric, who had been sorting out the manuscript, secretly extended his thumb towards Munn. After all, just a few words could make Gal's expression worsen and then improve again. It was a rare scene.

…………

During dinner, Gal was still laughing strangely, and he didn't know who he was trying to tease, so that he could be happy all afternoon.

However, as the saying goes, great joy brings sorrow. Gal's strange smile attracted Professor McGonagall's attention. She used a flying spell, and the pop-up firework hat that Gal had stuffed in his schoolbag leaked out. The stuffing flew into the hands of Professor McGonagall along with Gal's schoolbag.

"Gar Fuller!" Professor McGonagall had a stern face, and her complexion was as frosty. Gar was instantly frightened as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he didn't even dare to take a breath.

Gal didn't dare to speak, but Professor McGonagall obviously couldn't stop. She held Gal's backpack and said word for word: "The school has issued a clear notice prohibiting you from continuing to buy, use and carry pop-up fireworks. Hat. Now, your knowing crime will deduct ten points from Hufflepuff, and will also give you a period of confinement - if I find this thing on you again after this, then you will be punished. Let’s send letters to school.”

At this moment, Garr completely turned into a wilted quail, and even Moon and the others beside him could no longer laugh.

Chapter 14 Gal’s Terror Confinement

"Oh my God, you will never guess what my confinement is about..."

A few days later, Gal, who had just received the punishment of confinement that night, returned to the common room with his arms folded and a look of horror on his face - it was late now, and there was no one in the common room, except for his three roommates. The four Miltons and Violet were waiting for him.

"Filch actually asked me to clean the corridor where Bloody Barrow often stayed..." Gal swallowed. "Can you imagine? Every time I go in and out of those empty classrooms, I have to be on tenterhooks, for fear that Bloody Baron is inside. To be honest, I tried to slow down my pace, but I was still frightened by him three times. Three times!"