v2 Chapter 1381： Depressed Hagrid (Happy National Day) (1/2)

Ai Wen and Buckbeak are very familiar. He used to ride the nest of the eight-eyed giant spider.

When they saw Avon, Buckbeak stretched his head and licked his sharp, sharp-edged blade.

”Oh, my God!” said Hermione nervously. ”It's still a little scary, isn't it?”

”It's a bit, but don't be fooled by the appearance, it's actually very friendly.” Ai Wen said, looking at the eagle-headed horse with a winged beast.

His eyes slammed deep into it, and after a few seconds, Buckbeak also bent down.

Behind him, Harry, Hermione, and Elaine also bowed to it.

This is a way of expressing friendship and greetings with the eagle-headed horses, and even if they are friends, they cannot save.

After the hustle and bustle, Buckbeak let them gently touch his head covered with feathers, which looks very docile.

”We just learned the eagle head and the winged beast a few days ago. Buckbeak is the most popular one, there is...” Elaine said.

”Hey!” A loud voice sounded and interrupted her.

Hagrid turned from behind the hut, and he was wearing a large printed apron with a pocket of potatoes.

His big hound dog's teeth were at his feet, his teeth snoring, and they rushed toward Avon.

”Don't mess with it! It will bite your fingers!” Hagrid said, ”Hey, you guys!”

The teeth slammed up and down on Hermione and Elaine, trying to lick their ears, and the tail dangling behind them.

Hagrid stopped his feet and looked at them four times. Then they turned and strode into the hut and closed the door heavily.

”Oh, my God!” said Hermione, looking very upset.

”Looks, he is still angry,” Avon said.

”Don't worry, he'll be fine.” Harry said, his face slamming into the hut.

”Hag! Open the door, we want to talk to you!”

There was no sound inside, only Harry’s knocking on the door.

”If you don't open the door, we will blow the door open!” Harry said, pulling out his wand.

”No, Harry, you can't...” Hermione wanted to stop him, and he rushed to her, ”Don't!”

I don't know if she is letting Harry not blow the door, or let her not marry her.

”How can't you?!” Harry said, raising his wand, ”Stand back!”

”If you want to explode, you can restore the door as long as you have a recovery spell.” Avon said, support Harry's approach.

His voice just fell, Hagrid opened the door with force!

This was what Evan and Harry had expected, and Hagrid stood there and glared at them.

Although he is wearing a printed apron, it is still quite scary.

”I am a teacher!” he yelled at Harry. ”Teacher, Potter! How dare you threaten me to blow up my door!”

”I'm sorry, Professor,” said Harry, deliberately biting the last two words and inserting his wand into his robes.

Hagrid seemed to be stunned. He widened his eyes and looked at Harry unbelievably.

”When did you start calling me a 'professor'?”

”When did you start calling me 'Porter'?”