Chapter 586 (1/2)

In fact, because Shanshan didn't stop crying, the mobilization work that Hermione wanted to carry out was naturally in vain.

Hermione didn't stop Shannon until she left.

No matter what Hermione asked, there was only one voice in the answer.

Sobs.

It's not the first time that Shanshan looks like this. His eyes can't be covered up.

Yes, Shanshan was very sad because of Barty crouch.

This also exacerbated Hermione's dissatisfaction with Barty crouch.

This is also no way to do things, originally happy days because of the kitchen, Hermione's face is always hung with a hurt expression.

At the beginning of December, early winter brought wind and fog to Hogwarts. The castle is always pleasant in winter.

Maybe it's the magic. In short, we all like Hogwarts in winter.

Every time Harry and his men passed the ship of demstrand on the lake, they felt very comfortable when they saw the boat bumping up and down in the sea breeze and the black sails were bulging up and down.

Maybe it should be cold in busbarton's house, too. Harry noticed that Hagrid was fattening Mrs. Maxim's horse because of their favorite single malt whisky.

The smell from the trough in the corner of the stable is enough to make the whole class dizzy.

It's not good, of course, because the terrible Snails They take care of need their wisdom to fight against.

”I don't know if they hibernate.” Hagrid is teaching the students the next lesson in the windy pumpkin field. Rita Skeeter leaned against the fence in Hagrid's garden and watched the chaos.

Today, she is wearing a thick purplish red coat with a wool and purple collar and an alligator leather handbag hanging from her shoulder.

As the snails drove Harry and Ron to their doom, Hagrid jumped on top of the Oncomelania and crushed it. At this time, flames burst out of its mouth and burned the nearby pumpkin seedlings.

”Who are you?” Asked Hagrid.

”I'm Rita Skeeter, a reporter for the Daily Prophet.” Rita said, smiling at her teeth.

”Dumbledore said you were fired, didn't you?” Hagrid said, frowning and dragging the tamed pommel to his companion.

Rita didn't seem to hear Hagrid.

”What are these monsters called?” She asked, laughing more brightly.

”Pomacea with a glowing tail.” Muttered Hagrid.

”Really?” Rita asked, obviously really interested. ”I've never heard of such a thing Where did they come from? ”

Harry noticed the blush under Hagrid's sideburns, and his heart sank. How did Hagrid get the snails?