Hogwarts and the Holy Grail War

The black cat and Hedwig flew side by side to Harry's side. Hedwig put down the note in her mouth, pecked Harry's hand, then she and the black cat picked up two pieces of bacon and flew away with flapping wings.

The whole process was done smoothly and in one go, and the black cat didn't even look at Ethan.

"Hey, you black cat!"

Ethan was amused by the black cat's behavior of forgetting its owner for the sake of beauty.

I wonder what color the baby will be if Black Cat and Hedwig give birth to it? Will it be half black and half white? Or black head and white body?

By the way, there should be no reproductive isolation between short-eared owls and snowy owls, right?

It seems that I have to put the plan of neutering the black cat on the agenda. It’s impossible for it to get married and have a baby before me.

I definitely don't mean to be jealous of it, I just want to protect Hedwig's bird body.

Ethan watched the black cat and Hedwig fly out of the dome window side by side and disappear from sight. At this time, a brown and yellow long-eared owl flew out from the corner of the auditorium, spun and landed beside Ethan, gently put down the letter in its mouth, rubbed the feathers on its wings with its face, and then flew away without looking back.

"You're quite cool."

Ethan recognized that it was the owl that delivered Professor Figo's pigeon letter to him last time, shrugged his shoulders, picked up the letter and opened it to read.

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Ethan:

I have returned to Hogwarts after my hopeless trip to the Ministry of Magic. Can you please meet me in my office after the second period this afternoon? We can discuss going to the Restricted Section.

Professor Figo

-

Ethan curled his lips and put the letter in his pocket.

The old pigeon is finally back.

"Ethan, Hagrid wants to invite me to tea. It's at 3pm. Ron and I are going. Are you coming?" Harry asked Ethan, shaking the note in his hand.

"Hagrid?" Ethan was stunned for a moment, and quickly flipped through his memory palace, then he remembered who Hagrid was.

Rubeus Hagrid, the gamekeeper at Hogwarts, is a wizard with giant blood.

Well, the father is an ordinary human and the mother is a giant.

After all, if the situation were reversed, there might not be anyone like Hagrid.

He is kind and enthusiastic, and loves all kinds of magical animals. However, he tends to intentionally or unintentionally ignore the possible dangers of those animals, and the more dangerous the animals are, the more he likes them.

All I can say is that as long as you live, you will continue to die.

He is also very kind to Harry and the others, never stingy in expressing his kindness, and is a trustworthy and loyal friend.

His mouth is like a big colander. He can't keep anything in his mouth for more than three seconds. It's best not to tell him any particularly important secrets.

"Okay, why not go?" Ethan raised his eyebrows and readily accepted Harry's invitation.

The second class in the afternoon doesn’t end until four o’clock, so it should be okay to go somewhere else before then.

Speaking of which, drinking tea shouldn’t take more than an hour… right?

At five minutes to three, they left the dormitory, walked out of the castle, crossed the large lawn and headed towards the Forbidden Forest.

Hagrid lives in a crooked cabin close to the edge of the Forbidden Forest. The cabin looks like it was made of various scraps of wood, full of a postmodern abstract style.

Harry and Ethan looked at each other, walked to the door and knocked.

A few hoarse dog barks and a deep male voice could be heard faintly in the room.

"Back off, Fang, back off!"

The wooden door slowly opened a crack, and a large bearded face emerged from behind the door.

It's Hagrid.

Chapter 48 Let's first rule out a correct answer

"Ah, it's Harry, and he brought me two friends. Wait a moment." Hagrid tried to force a kind smile at Ron and Ethan, and turned his head back to the door, "Stand back, Fang."

Hagrid opened the door and let them in.

There was only one room in the cabin, with hams and pheasants hanging from the ceiling. Facing the door was a fireplace with a copper kettle boiling water in it. In the middle of the room was a huge wooden table and chairs, and in the corner was a large bed with a quilt made of rags.

Hagrid stood behind the door, holding a black hound by its collar, and called out to them, "You're welcome. Sit wherever you want."

Before he could finish his words, the huge hound broke free from Hagrid's hands and pounced straight at Ron.

Boom!

Ron was thrown to the ground by the hound and his ears were licked continuously.

"Ha, it seems Fang likes you very much." Hagrid smiled happily.

It seems that this dog named Fang is just like Hagrid, not as ferocious as he looks.

"Hagrid, this is Ron." Harry pointed at Ron who was playing happily with Fang and introduced him to Hagrid.

"Oh, another Weasley brother?" Hagrid glanced at Ron's freckled face and poured the boiling water from the kettle into the teacup. "I have spent almost half my life trying to drive those twins out of the Forbidden Forest."

"Ahaha..." Ron laughed very awkwardly and continued to scratch his chin.

When someone you know, especially your own brother, is mentioned by others in a bad impression, you will definitely feel as embarrassed as possible.

"This is..." Harry turned his hand to Ethan again.

"Aha, I know this guy, a special student at Hogwarts." Hagrid grinned at Ethan, "I can see him doing morning exercises around the Quidditch field every morning."

"Morning exercise? How come I don't know that?" Harry was full of question marks.

"Of course you don't know. When I came back from morning exercise, none of you got up." Ethan shrugged.

"Ahaha..." Harry turned his head to the window, his face full of embarrassment.

This guy Ethan definitely came here to sabotage me on purpose.

Damn it, the impression of myself as a good boy in Hagrid's eyes is completely ruined!

"Isn't it normal for children to sleep more?" Hagrid patted Ethan's shoulder, took out a large bag from the closet, took out the small cakes inside and placed them on a plate, "I just baked these rock cakes today. You're welcome, have some!"

Ethan rubbed his shoulder, which was almost dislocated by Hagrid, and looked at the rock cake on the plate. It was a small cake with a rough and irregular surface and dotted with many raisins.

[Is this thing really edible? ]

The three of them looked at each other, and their eyes expressed the same question at the same time.

"Eat, don't be polite to me, Harry's friends are my friends." Hagrid greeted them warmly.

The three of them gritted their teeth, each picked up a piece of rock cake, put it in their mouths and bit it.

"Crackling~"

Harry's back teeth made an ominous sound. The hardness of the rock cake had reached a daunting level. He turned to look at Ron, who was covering his cheek with a grim look on his face.

"It tastes good, Hagrid." Ethan chewed the rock cake in his mouth and gave Hagrid a thumbs up. "It can be sweeter."

Harry and Ron looked at Ethan in disbelief, as if they had seen some rare and endangered species.

As expected of you, Ethan, you are so strong.

It is a realm that ordinary people like us cannot reach.

It’s not that Ethan’s teeth are different from those of ordinary people, it’s just that the texture and taste of this rock cake are so familiar, it’s exactly the same as a certain cake that sells for a sky-high price.

Yeah, the hardness is exactly the same.

So people like Harry and other British people who had never taken on tough tasks before naturally could not enjoy it.

Harry and Ron nibbled slowly at the edge of the rock pie, pretending to enjoy it so as not to offend Hagrid's kindness.

Meanwhile, Ron took a sip of tea and held it in his mouth, trying to soften the rock cake with water, but failed.

How on earth did Hagrid make this thing?

How did Ethan manage to chew this thing like a nut?

Harry and the others suppressed their questions and continued to grind their rock biscuits while telling Hagrid about the classes they had attended in the past few days. Fang rested his head on Ron's thighs and lay comfortably, with the saliva from the corners of his mouth soaking a large area of ​​Ron's robe.

When Hagrid heard that Snape was not nice to Harry in class, he, like everyone else, told Harry not to worry because Snape almost never liked any student.

"But I always feel that he hates me." Harry thought.

"Nonsense! Why should he hate you for no reason?" Hagrid retorted, but he deliberately avoided Harry's gaze, which made his words less credible.

After all, Hagrid couldn't just tell Harry that he had watched Snape and his father hurt each other since they were little.

Well, and Snape hasn't been able to beat his dad yet.

“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding——”

The old pendulum clock on the wall chimed four times.

Before I knew it it was four o'clock.

"Sorry, I have to go." Ethan stood up and said goodbye to the other three people. "Professor Figo asked me to meet him this afternoon."

"Professor Figo?" Hagrid muttered quietly, frowning. He looked up and smiled at Ethan, "You go first. You are welcome to come and play with me anytime in the future."

"Sorry." Ethan nodded apologetically, left the cabin and ran towards the castle.

"Hagrid, I just heard you whisper, Professor Figo? What happened to him?" Harry asked, looking at Ethan's running back outside the window.

"Nothing." Hagrid began to talk about something else. "It's just a rumor. I shouldn't have told you. Professor Figg is the professor who teaches ancient runes - oh, you won't start this course until after your third year. He's a very nice guy, but..."

"only?"

"After his wife died, Professor Figo started to become weird. Whenever he had free time, he would hang out in various ancient tombs, graveyards, and ruins. He would mutter something like...ancient magic? Something like that every day."

"Ancient magic?" Harry chewed on this unfamiliar word again and again. "What is that? Is it very powerful?"

"Yes, it is said that ancient magic is very powerful, and only a few people can master it. It is not difficult for them to call the wind and rain, and they can even easily destroy an entire small village." Ron explained, "It is said that one of our former headmasters of Hogwarts could use ancient magic."

"Then you said that Ethan is so close to Professor Figo and is so strong. Could it be because he knows ancient magic?"

Harry asked with a frown, as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

"How is that possible? Ancient magic is just a legend in books to fool children. Don't take it seriously." Hagrid sneered with disdain and said, "Don't think about these things all day long. Studying hard and listening to the class is more important than anything else. Some people want to listen but haven't even had the chance yet!"

Chapter 49 You call this a little?

Ethan first went to the Gryffindor common room, took out the ancient book that recorded ancient magic from the bottom of the box and put it with him, then ran all the way to the door of Professor Figo's office and knocked gently.

"professor?"

After receiving the knock, the wooden door moved slightly inward, and the sound of two people's conversation could be faintly heard from inside.

"Impossible, the Fire Snake Party is trying to summon the devil? This doesn't make sense! What are they trying to do?" A vicissitudes of life voice sounded, it was Professor Figo.

"Yes, professor. I also thought it was impossible, but it did happen." A young male voice replied.

"It's unbelievable." Professor Figo sighed.

"It can even be said to be unheard of, so I...ah, Professor Figo, you have a guest." The young voice came from a white-haired man wearing a red leather coat. He saw Ethan peeking through the crack in the door and nodded to Professor Figo. "I will continue to investigate this matter and contact you if there is any progress."

The white-haired man opened the wooden door and met Ethan who was standing outside.

"Ah, you are Ethan, right?" The man smiled kindly at Ethan and stretched out his right hand. "Nice to meet you. Patty told me about you. My name is Tony, Tony Redgrave."

"Ethan, just Ethan. Nice to meet you too." Ethan also stretched out his hand and shook hands briefly with Tony.

"Okay, then we'll see each other sometime next time." Tony let go of his hand, patted Ethan's shoulder with a smile, and walked straight outside.

"Professor, who is that?" Ethan asked Professor Figo as he watched Tony disappear from his sight.

"You're talking about Tony. He's also a student at Hogwarts and just graduated this year." Professor Figo showed a kind smile on his face. "Now he's an Auror at the Ministry of Magic, specializing in investigating all kinds of dark magic traces."

"Oh." Ethan nodded.

Aurors are a group of elite wizards who have been specially trained to investigate various crimes involving black magic and arrest or kill various dangerous black wizards. They are similar to the police in the magic world.

In an emergency, Aurors can even cast Unforgivable Curses on Dark wizards without being punished, which is enough to show how dangerous the situation is.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore."

Professor Figo rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Let's go and start our journey to the restricted books area!"

"Well, Professor." Ethan smiled and said carefully, "Actually, after you went to the Ministry of Magic, I went to explore the restricted books section by myself."

"What?!" Professor Figo's eyes widened, with a look of stomachache on his face, "You went to the restricted books section by yourself?"

“Shh—Professor, keep your voice down.” Ethan quickly made a shushing gesture, “Don’t let anyone else hear it.”