Hogwarts: Don't call me the Staff Maker

Chapter 635 Harry's Reflections

Chapter 635 Harry's Reflections

"Well, Siren, you're right, it has been quite a long time since we last visited Hagrid."

While having breakfast on the weekend, Harry put down his cutlery and sighed softly.

While they have indeed been very busy lately, what Siron said is true. Come to think of it, since the start of the semester, they haven't gone to see Hagrid even once, or even explained to him why they didn't continue with the course on protecting magical creatures.

"We absolutely have to explain this," Hermione said, glancing up at Hagrid's empty seat in the teachers' section.

Hagrid hasn't eaten in the auditorium in a long time, and even if they happen to run into each other in the corridor or on the playground, he pretends not to see them—which is not good news.

“But there’s a Quidditch selection tournament this morning,” Ron said. “And what’s there to explain? We can’t exactly tell him we hate that stupid class.”

"We don't hate the Magical Creatures Protection class," Hermione said.

"Are you sure?" Ron asked back. "Don't forget what Siron just said."

"Giants? Ha—to be honest, we're lucky we escaped. I don't want to teach Gropp how to tie his shoelaces."

"Glop doesn't wear shoes with laces," Celen said. "And Hagrid doesn't teach that either. His classes are pretty normal, mostly professional knowledge that might appear on the exam."

"Bringing giants into the classroom is abnormal in itself," Ron said with a frown.

Hermione comes from a Muggle family, and Harry has never been exposed to the magical world since childhood, so they find it difficult to understand the disgust and hatred that most wizards have for giants.

This hatred stems from the First Wizarding War, in which giants helped Voldemort kill too many wizards, and the relationship between the two sides has been irreconcilable ever since.

This is why Fudge immediately refused when Dumbledore suggested he contact the giants.

In the eyes of most wizards, taking the initiative to contact giants is, in a sense, equivalent to taking the initiative to contact Voldemort, both of which are unforgivable acts.

Of course, Dumbledore's desire to prevent the giants from joining Voldemort again is not wrong, but it seems unlikely to succeed at present.

Voldemort could offer far better terms than they could, like the conditions he promised the Dementors—allowing them to treat the city like a buffet, freely consuming the joys and emotions of Muggles and other wizards.

Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic could never agree to such conditions, so they turned to Voldemort without hesitation.

Giants are the same; they are brutal, love killing, and love the sound of crushing wizards' skulls. This is also a condition that Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic would never agree to.

Therefore, Dumbledore's plan to send Hagrid and Madam Maxim to seek cooperation with the Titans was doomed from the start. The only thing they could do was to ensure the neutrality of a very few Titans after the war began, such as Hagrid's brother, Gropp.

"Ron, I also think we should go and explain things to Hagrid," Harry said. "I don't want to be silent with Hagrid like a stranger; it feels awful."

"But what about the Quidditch selection?"

"Then let's wait until after the selection trials to go," Harry said, and Ron and Hermione both agreed.

However, this meant they would have to go to Hagrid's place in the afternoon.

Because of Harry, the Gryffindor team suddenly became very popular, with dozens of people signing up to join the team in just two weeks.

"Oh, don't even mention it—" Harry poked at the fried egg on his plate with some annoyance when Hermione mentioned it.

"Among those who signed up, there were even people who didn't know what the rules of Quidditch were. They didn't genuinely like Quidditch at all."

"Yes, all they're interested in is you, their savior," Hermione said sarcastically.

"It's not my fault," Harry muttered under his breath, looking even more agitated.

Fortunately, the owl that delivered the message appeared just in time, interrupting the conversation.

One of the barn owls brought Siron a reply from Lila and Galian.

Xilen hadn't forgotten his promise to Lila before the start of the school year to write home every week; the last letter was sent out on Friday morning.

He just didn't expect Lila's reply to arrive so quickly.

The content was very simple: Lila said everything was normal in Diagon Alley and told him to study hard at school.

Lila also emphasized that Siron was forbidden from secretly leaving Hogwarts like he did last year, or he would be transferred to another school immediately.

"It's as if I can still find Thestrals—" Siren muttered to himself, shrugged, folded the reply, and put it in his pocket.

Since the previous school year, when he and Harry rode Thestrals from Hogwarts all the way to the Ministry of Magic, Dumbledore had Hagrid strengthen the supervision of the Thestrals.

The Thestrals' territory was moved to a deeper part of the Forbidden Forest, where those unfamiliar with it would have difficulty finding it even after wandering around for months.

When Siren looked up, he found Harry and Hermione arguing again.

The reason was that Harry and Ron's new copy of "Advanced Potions Making" had arrived, and Hermione thought that this would allow Harry to return the textbook that was covered in scribbles.

But Harry clearly didn't think so.

Under Hermione's shocked gaze, he swapped the covers of the two books.

The new book was inside the old cover, and Harry planned to return it to the storage cabinet, while he would keep the old book inside the new cover.

"The school is getting a great deal," Ron said with a laugh. "This book isn't cheap; it costs nine Galleons."

Advanced spellbooks are much more expensive than beginner and intermediate ones, not only for potions, but also for spells and transmutations.

The most expensive book on their list, "Advanced Ancient Runes Explained," costs a whopping twenty-five gallons, a price that would be just as high as twenty gallons even in a flea market.

When Hermione first saw the price of this book at Flourish and Blotts, she almost thought the clerk had made a mistake.

However, she gritted her teeth and bought the book anyway, because she felt it was worth it.

Sheren noticed Hermione's lips were pursed, her face full of anger and dissatisfaction. But looking at Harry's actions, she opened her mouth, but still didn't say anything.

Hermione probably knew that nothing she said would make a difference, since she had said the same thing countless times before.

Things have been fine lately, but a few days ago, Xilun remembered that they would argue in the common room every night, make up the next morning, and then start arguing again the next night.

Harry has now become a rising star in Potions class thanks to this old book, and Professor Slughorn's favorite genius.

Under these circumstances, he obviously wouldn't give up this old book filled with precious notes.