Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue Chapter 1209

"Rubber Hagrid?"

"Mr. Hagrid?"

"The wronged gamekeeper?"

"Wait, I remember, he seems to have re-entered school?!"

With the voice of Percy Weasley, the discussions in the surrounding stands exploded instantly.

Decades ago, Tom Riddle, who was not yet Voldemort, opened the back room at the school, killed Myrtle, and framed everything on Hagrid.

It's just that with the "confession" of Peter Pettigrew's public trial, and the "Basilicon Suppression" operation that took place at Hogwarts, the Ministry of Magic withdrew all lawsuits and punishments against Hagrid that year, according to Dumbledore. , to return all his application rights as a wizard, and to allow him to return to Hogwarts, as an exception, to complete his unfinished studies.

In fact, in the understanding of most wizards, this is more of a symbolic "compensation" measure on the part of the Ministry of Magic and the school.

After all, Rubeus Hagrid still shoulders the job of Hogwarts gamekeeper and key keeper.

Although he has resumed his student status and studies, most of his courses are exempt from taking courses, and in many cases, due to work reasons, professors directly open small kitchens to make up courses.

If the analogy is made in a way that is more common in the non-magic world, then Rubeus Hagrid is not so much a re-enrollment, but a special "adult self-examination" who is allowed to sit in full-time middle schools and can take the exam as a freshman. Even young Gryffindor wizards rarely see Hagrid as his age or even older than their parents.

Of course, in the strict sense, Percy's proposed substitution is also reasonable.

Because Hagrid's rating position is indeed fifth grade after "reconnection".

"… Mr. Hagrid? Well, I see."

Elena was stunned for half a second, then nodded lightly, a trace of uncontrollable excitement flashing in her eyes.

It turns out that high magic resistance plus high poison resistance, but also giant power and simple spellcasting ability.

Maybe ordinary little wizards can't resist the potion **** of Professor Snape and others, but if it is replaced by Rubeus Hagrid, it will be hard to say.

"Then, another contestant..."

"Just me."

Not far away came Mr. Hagrid's characteristic loud voice, and the sound of his heavy footsteps.

He was still wearing that oversized Gryffindor robe that had been washed a little white, like a red and white torch approaching in the near-noon sun.

"Poisoning at Slytherin Academy is simply too despicable."

Hagrid strode to the duel arena, and Elena subconsciously controlled the broom to float up a lot.

"Originally, I didn't intend to get involved in this at first. Who would have known that the other side was actually playing a dirty trick, then I couldn't bear it any longer."

Hagrid frowned as he looked at Elena, who was at the same level as his head, and his thick voice was as loud as thunder. Even without the blessing of magic, Hagrid's voice still sounded clearly around the Hogwarts Quidditch pitch, and after being broadcast by Elena's magic light curtain, it even produced a duet like the echo of the valley.

"Everyone is duel and duel. Poisoning is a bit too much. Besides, is this really not cheating? Poisoning... can also be considered magic?!"

With Hagrid's iconic voice "broadcasting" from the magic light curtain around the stand, the faces of the three potions masters of Slytherin Academy turned cold at the same time.

In contrast, Professor McGonagall's tightly pursed lips loosened.

Although I don't know who came up with the countermeasures in such a short time, with Hagrid's appearance, Gryffindor House completed the countermeasures in an instant.

Leaving aside Hagrid's magical dueling skills, at least common toxins can hardly cause him any trouble.

When the seventh and first grades were wiped out because of poisonous mushroom soup, Hagrid ate a dozen poisonous mushrooms by himself, but he was the healthiest of all the "victims".

Aside from being slightly dizzy and blushing for a while, his performance was not much different from a hangover, and he got up alive after sleeping for half an hour. Because of this, Professor Sprout is taking herbal lessons for Hagrid. In the book, a lot of "toxic" knowledge test sites are specially marked in red letters, so as to prevent the big man from answering the questions with "common sense".

"Potion is of course a type of magic, just like magic fireworks are also an aspect of magic..."

Elena shrugged, not bothering too much about this issue, and Gryffindor House's response was not at all illegal.

As a fair and just chief referee, she would not deliberately damage her reputation in order to promote magical medicine.

What's more, the addition of Rubeus Hagrid will undoubtedly add more program effects to the game.

"Anyway, Mr. Hagrid, you can play."

Elena's eyes flicked over the large pink umbrella in Hagrid's hand, and she raised her eyebrows with interest.

"I heard that Mr. Ollivander helped you repair your wand, I hope you can use it well today..."

Since the Ministry of Magic withdrew all judgment against Hagrid, Ollivander's Wand Shop has received new orders to repair and build new wands for Hagrid.

In Mr. Ollivander's first thought, he wanted to choose a new wand for Hagrid, but Rubeus Hagrid rejected Mr. Ollivander's proposal.

He hoped to repair the broken wand, the original wand his father had chosen with him... This requirement was technically difficult, but at Ollivander's Wand Shop's largest shareholder At the request, combined with the progress of alchemy of the Destiny Group, he finally created a somewhat special "wand-type" magic tool.

Of course, these things were all done without Hagrid's knowledge, and even Dumbledore didn't know too many details.

For Rubeus Hagrid, he just walked into the wand shop, handed over his old wand, and got a brand new umbrella wand in a few days.

"Oh, of course, I've said before that my grades in school were really not bad."

Hagrid glanced at Elena, who was not far away, and grinned, like a black beetle's small eyes full of smiles.

"Don't worry, I know the severity of the attack, and I will definitely not cause trouble to our Miss Referee"

Although Elena, the troublesome little witch, gave him a lot of homework, and also pulled a bunch of little witches to supervise his studies...

He even urged the professors to expand a terrifying study room in his hunting lodge, dedicated to rushing homework and reading books, as if he were the most demanding academic devil.

But in addition to complaining, Hagrid was more deeply moved and grateful. As Dumbledore's most trusted wizards, he was fortunate enough to know a lot of inside information.

Whether it's the Basilisk, Peter Pettigrew... Most of the important events that he was able to overturn are behind Elena's figure.

More importantly, unlike most professors and students, Hagrid also knew a secret about Elena.

In a sense, the child Elena is the same kind of person as he is: a half-blood wizard.

"Well, you can try to open the umbrella while casting the spell..."

Elena shrugged noncommittally and gave Hagrid a meaningful look.

Without continuing to chat, she lightly patted the broom under her short skirt, and floated lightly like a feather right above the duel arena.

"The second match of the double arena, ready to start!"

"ten"

"Nine"

"While casting...try to open the umbrella?"

Rubeus Hagrid frowned and glanced thoughtfully at the new, somewhat heavy wand in his hand.

In the past few decades, he has often secretly used the wand hidden in the umbrella to cast spells, such as changing a pig's tail, lighting a fire, etc.

In the same way, since the "umbrella wand" came back, he still used the same spellcasting method he used to wave the umbrella as a large wand.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but the new wand's smoothness and stability even surpassed the state he was in when he was a student at Hogwarts.

With the help of this new "magic wand", he stumbled through the Hogwarts fifth-grade "rating test", and even Professor Flitwick was a little surprised.

But, speaking of it, he really didn't try to release the spell with the umbrella open.

If you open the umbrella...you won't be able to see anything, right?

"three"

"two"

"One! Start!"

While Hagrid was still pondering the meaning of Elena's words just now, the magic countdown in the sky gradually came to zero.

Before he could lift his head to look forward, two bottles of potion reagents landed at his feet.

bang

The dark green potion poisonous mist enveloped Hagrid's chest in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a layer of ominous gray-white quickly spread up along the half-blood giant's ankle.

"Success! Professor Snape's potion is still effective!"

On the other end of the dark green poisonous fog, the two Slytherin Academy students exchanged a surprised look.

Even if the opponent is Hagrid who looks like a giant, the two little wizards from Slytherin Academy are not going to admit defeat.

In the magical world, being big is not necessarily powerful. Wizards have too much magic to solve those behemoths. Although the imaginary enemy has temporarily become Hagrid, in the eyes of most young Slytherin wizards, their probability of winning is still not small: even if Hagrid has a way of being immune to toxins, and in the face of magical attacks, his huge body will become the biggest burden.

"Don't give him a chance to breathe, curse! Take advantage of the gap between him being controlled and end the fight in one go!"

In the stands not far away, the prefect of Slytherin Academy commanded loudly, wishing to appear on the field below.

And Gryffindor House was anxious.

In fact, no little wizard has ever seen Mr. Hagrid fight.

In the eyes of many, Percy Weasley's temporary replacement is more of a protective defense.

The thick-skinned Mr. Hagrid is still like this. If he were replaced by other ordinary students, he would obviously suffer a lot in the face of Slytherin's despicable "poisoning" tactics.

"Passed out!"

"All petrochemical!"

In a mist of colorful potions, two little wizards from Slytherin Academy alternately cast spells.

The figure of Rubeus Hagrid was so recognizable that even if the poisonous mist of four or five kinds of potions completely covered him, the shadow could still be vaguely recognized.

Compared to the little wizards who had been secretly trained to cast spells quickly, Hagrid's clumsiness and sluggishness under the "old age" education system was too obvious.

He didn't even have time to cast the first spell, and three or four spells hit him through the dense fog of poisonous potion. Perhaps the speed of the two Slytherin students could not match the speed of the previous ones. Compared with the lower grades, but when facing the slow-moving Rubeus Hagrid, the gap between the results of the cross-generational education was still overwhelmingly displayed.

Not to mention, the concerto-like magic fire suppression was like a wonderful performance, which shocked every parent of the students watching the game.

"...So fast casting speed."

"These children at Hogwarts seem to be much better than we were back then."

"I heard that what the school teaches has changed a lot now?"

"Well, Dumbledore is still different."

This time, the students and parents in the surrounding stands finally have time to discuss and observe~www.mtlnovel.com~ The burly Hagrid seems to be an excellent target, standing there to withstand the stormy demons from the front. Curse Baptism.

Although they are not very willing to admit it, many people know in their hearts that if they are in the dueling field below, they may end up losing the same result without the ability to fight back.

"call……"

At the same time, the professors' viewing area.

Horace Slughorn glanced at the black shadow that froze in place below and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why didn't Miss Kaslana announce the end of the game, um, those little guys are really insignificant"

He flicked the pipe in his hand, turned his head to look at the serious-looking Professor McGonagall next to him, cleared his throat, and asked inquiringly.

"Do you think we should intervene a little? Mr. Hagrid may be in a coma, but because he can't see it in the poisonous fog for the time being, for safety reasons, I suggest that it is best for you to announce the end for the time being... "

"Oh? Sorry I don't think so."

Before Professor Slughorn could finish speaking, Professor McGonagall's tightly pursed lips suddenly relaxed.

On the other side, there was a burst of cheers from the Gryffindor Academy not far away.

"Ok?"

Professor Slughorn was stunned for a moment, and his eyes moved quickly to the duel arena.

In a dense, dangerous-looking poisonous mist, the huge, rigid black shadow slowly moved.

Those seemingly ferocious spell attacks fell on the huge figure, without any effect, as if there was only a performance of light effects.

If you just look at the actual results, it is even more like a fake match than the single match in the second game just now.

This……

Magic immunity?

Is this outrageous? !

Great!

(End of this chapter)

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