Chapter 123: News from Hagrid

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　　 "Harry, I'm afraid I know Hagrid's whereabouts." Ron said solemnly.
　　
　　 "What?" Harry was frightened by the news and exclaimed, attracting the sharp eyes of the librarian Mrs. Pings, which was full of warning.
　　
They have to study hard in the library now. This semester is now over, but their courses have not been fully mastered. There are various reasons during this period, such as the previous Gryffindor. In order to win a lot of extra training in the Quidditch game, the team occupied a lot of their extracurricular time, and the few invasions of Sirius made the students panic. These are objective reasons.
　　
　　 The subjective reasons need not be stated clearly. Except for a few extremely self-disciplined students, who hasn't been crazy when studying in front of the deadline, just like dancing on the edge of a knife, then the efficiency will always be extremely high.
　　
　　 While Harry was desperately remembering the recipe for the "shrinking potion" he had learned this semester, Ron interrupted him and brought him the news of Hagrid.
　　
　　 "What's wrong with him? Where is he?" Harry closed the textbook and asked quickly.
　　
"The letter my dad sent to me inadvertently mentioned him." Ron said as he lowered his voice, and Mrs. Pings stared at them angrily with their deep concave eyes, as if they were seriously damaged. Order is the same as what a big mistake was made.
　　
　　 "He said he saw our big friend." Ron whispered to Harry while passing the letter he got.
　　
"But he didn't know how worried we were about him." Ron sighed, and Arthur Weasley only mentioned a little bit of information about Hagrid in his letter, which in his view was just irrelevant. By the way, by the way, because he didn’t know what happened in school, Ron was embarrassed to explain to him before that he might be in trouble and may have involved others.
　　
　　 "Ron, didn't you finish reading your letter?" Harry's face suddenly changed.
　　
"Is there anything else written behind my dad? At the end of each letter, he will always teach me something and let me learn from my brothers. Of course, he will not mention George and Fred. They He always worried him more than me, so I generally don’t watch it."
　　
　　 "But it happened that he said something else this time." Harry's voice was a little chilly, and he passed the stationery again.
　　
　　Ron has only thoroughly read the content of this letter, followed by:
　　
"Although Dad doesn’t want to complain to you about work, I still want to tell you that if you don’t want to get angry at work in the future, you have to work hard now, so that you can live without seeing the eyes of others. You may live forever Unexpectedly, Fudge actually pulled Lucius into the Ministry of Magic. He could not believe it. He would become my colleague. It is said that he was dealing with the Dangerous Biology Committee and the Department of Magical Animal Management and Control. God knows that he has How much money I have donated, but fortunately we are not in a department, otherwise I really don’t know what happens between us when I go to work every day."
　　
　　 "It's really not a happy thing." Ron's tone dropped, and the image of the man appeared in his mind-pale blonde hair, cold gray-blue eyes, and a pale pointed face. The few meetings with him were not pleasant memories.
　　
　　 "Look again, Ron." Harry said eagerly, then pointed his fingers at the lines above.
　　
　　 "Both the Committee on Disposal of Hazardous Biology and the Division of Magical Animal Management and Control?" Ron read it again, and this time he finally understood.
　　
　　 "It is likely that he was targeting Hagrid!" Ron said with a fist, waving with frustration.
　　
"Last semester he even wanted to impeach Dumbledore and stepped down, but he was unsuccessful. This time he happened to seize this opportunity. We all know that Hagrid was Dumbledore’s, just after he cleared his grievances. Soon, as long as Hagrid was caught with another handle, then the image of Dumbledore must have been a blow, so he could make a fuss about it again." Harry's speech was fast, and it would be possible immediately The situation was analyzed.
　　
"Where is Hermione, where is she? She must have a way!" Ron said. Last time, Hermione's successful intervention only ended Lucius' plan. Of the three, Hermione also knows the wizard terms best. One, if she is here, maybe she can think of a way.
　　
"She's not here. I haven't seen her except for class this month." Harry shook his head. She seemed to be more busy. I accidentally saw her class schedule. At the same time, her schedule I actually wrote two courses, did you say that there is magic that can be separated? "
　　
　　 "Then if I learn, one of them must be used for class, and the other one is for playing. She pours both bodies to use for class."
　　
　　Ron said without jealousy, as if it had been determined that Hermione had learned this magic.
　　
　　 "Anyway, we should find her to discuss the countermeasures now~EbookFREE.me~ Harry said.
　　
　　 And the person they are looking for is making a pot of potions in the girls' bathroom on the second floor of the castle.
　　
　　 "Today is the last day." Hermione said, forcibly controlling her trembling hands to stand still. This time she didn't have a helper, but all depended on herself.
　　
　　 Well, to be precise, there is no helper, and there may still be one ghost.
　　
The crying Myrtle is sitting on the toilet, watching Hermione’s skillful movements intently. She has been watching Hermione’s medicine for almost a month here. This girl will always praise her by changing the law. She was very happy, so she also decided to keep secrets for the girl in front of her. She remembered that in the second grade, the girl also turned back to the place where she feared for her classmates.
　　
　　Maybe she has encountered some difficult problems now. Myrtle is a compassionate and kind ghost who will keep secrets for her.
　　
　　 "The next step is to add absinthium juice." Hermione's mouth is full of words. She believes that such self-talk from time to time can help her make a potion more stable and avoid the next step.
　　
　　 Watching the teal potion in the crucible that was violently boiling just now gradually calmed down, just like the raging waves had vented its emotions, willing to return to silence. The pungent smell also subsided, and even the color slowly changed into a transparent and colorless state.
　　
　　 is colorless and odorless. This is a major feature of the authentic agent. It seems that the purpose of the person who invented this agent is to quietly obtain the secrets of others.