Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

Harry continued to cast spells on the map.

It's not enough just to show people's names.

When my father and the others made the Marauder's Map, they were not capable enough. It was only the power to pry the oath in Hogwarts - like the one made by Dumbledore, it was able to detect the intrusion of people outside the oath. A qualified map should have the role.

Barty Crouch Jr., he doesn't know when he will suddenly visit the Forbidden Forest.

Aragog's spider couldn't remember the dates of humans.

A few spells fell.

The school badge in front of Harry flashed a light, fell onto the parchment, and branded the Hogwarts mark in the upper left corner.

Hagrid was about to reach out to take it, and it looked like everything was settled.

But it's not over.

He flicked his magic wand lightly, and tapped on the parchment, an illusory golden thread was pulled out, forming a circle, a small branch flew up from the ground, intersected with the golden thread coil, and after a while, it turned into a Inlaid with a verdant wooden ring, floating in the air.

Harry grabbed the ring, put it on his finger, and handed the parchment to Hagrid: "You take the map."

"If there are non-forbidden forest creatures breaking in, or creatures with a danger level above XXXX running out, the map will give you a reminder."

"It's the hooting of an owl."

Hagrid nodded: "How do I use it?"

Harry wondered, and looked over.

How else can the map be used?

"Harry, don't you need to say some spells, pranks or something on that map?" Hagrid asked.

Harry sighed: "That's my dad's prank props. They have to use spells to prevent being discovered by the professors."

"But Hagrid, you're the Professor yourself."

"And you are also responsible for guarding the Forbidden Forest. Isn't it natural to have a map of the Forbidden Forest?"

Speaking of which.

Harry paused: "I have cast a spell on the map, and the only people who can use this map are those who signed the oath with Hogwarts, that is, students and staff."

"Be careful, don't let the students steal the map."

Hagrid nodded, and said naturally: "Don't worry, I will be careful of Gryffindors."

Harry opened his mouth.

To correct, I said "student", not "Gryffindor".

After thinking about it, besides Gryffindor, students from the other three colleges really had a hard time doing this kind of thing.

The oath is done.

The magical animals retreated cautiously, the unicorn and the centaur protected the group of lively and cheerful cubs, the puddings rolled under the fallen leaves, and other creatures had their own places to go.

Hagrid and the others sent Gropp back, and they also left here, walking outside the Forbidden Forest.

"Harry, thank you so much." Hagrid happily held the map, looking at the densely packed, line-by-line words on it.

The centaurs returned to their place of residence.

The poison horn followed the unicorn, oh. Now it looks like its whereabouts were discovered and it was being chased by the unicorns.

Aragog also moved slowly to his lair.

The acromantulas were clustered together, their names layered on top of each other, smudged into a big cloud of ink. Besides, in their territory, only a few scattered machines could be seen, either patrolling, or To Aragog's lair.

A group of Nifflers were wandering around the edge of the Forbidden Forest, hesitating, thinking about how to slip into Hogwarts.

The Forbidden Forest was so clearly displayed before his eyes.

Everywhere, every head.

"We have to thank you too." Harry shook his head and said softly, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't even know about Barty Crouch Jr."

Barty Crouch Jr.

Maybe he had figured it out himself, maybe Voldemort had instructed him to do it.

but anyway

He knew that Ravenclaw had signed a contract with the Forbidden Forest, and the Forbidden Forest could not harm Hogwarts students, and he also knew that the acromantia was not part of the Forbidden Forest.

You can also sneak into the castle and into the Forbidden Forest under the nose of Dumbledore.

How did he do that?

"Besides this matter, there is one more thing I'm afraid I'd like to trouble you with." Almost walking out of the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid hesitated and spoke slowly.

Harry looked up.

Hagrid raised his hand, pinching a little distance between his thumb and index finger: "Well, can I still learn grammar from you?"

Ron looked up in surprise, and looked at Hagrid with disbelief and panic on his face: "Hagrid, what are you thinking?"

Learning a language is boring.

It's not as interesting and unknown as magic, and its boring level is comparable to the history of magic.

You need to memorize grammar and words.

Many grammars that look similar, and many words that look similar.

Ron would rather go through another year of fifth grade than go on with this stuff—unless he had to study maths instead of that.

"I've got to think about Gropp." Hagrid sighed. "I know a lot about Fantastic Beasts, but I don't know much about anything else."

"Since getting him back, I've been able to teach him very little."

"Listen, I brought him out, I'm his brother, I have to be responsible for him, I can't really treat him as a magical animal, like Fang, like Lu Wei, or Norbert, kept in captivity In the Forbidden Forest."

"I hope that he can change from a giant to a human being, at least able to communicate normally with humans."

"He can also be a ranger in the Forbidden Forest in the future, can't he? There is nothing better than a giant, who can deal with those magical animals and little wizards."

Hagrid babbled.

"But those things I have mastered can't teach Glop."

"So I have to keep learning."

"knowledge is power."

Speaking of this, he sighed heavily: "Harry and Dumbledore are both right, I have to keep learning."

"We can help you educate Glop directly." Ron was afraid that Harry and Hermione would agree, so he spoke first.

Define yourself from the identity of a student to the identity of a "professor".

Hagrid shook his head: "Of course that's good."

"But to trouble you, Harry has more important things to do."

"Without Harry, Glop is too dangerous for the two of you. He is a giant. If I don't have a wand, I may not be able to beat him."

"and"

"He doesn't like to study and is a bit stupid. I'm smarter than him and I can teach myself."

Ron smacked his lips, thinking of the trees that Grapp had knocked down at will, and said nothing.

"Hagrid, you've matured." Harry nodded in relief.

If it was Hagrid three or two years ago, I am afraid it would be very difficult to take care of their safety, regardless, and bring them directly to Glop.

Hagrid chuckled, "Really?"

"Olim also said that I am much more mature and manly than the Triwizard Tournament."

Ron raised his eyebrows and his face became strange.

"Of course there is no problem." Hermione replied, "I'll ask my mother to send some books on infant education."

I went to pick up Gouzi this morning, and made up 4K tonight