Hogwarts: From Squibs to Greatness

Chapter 32 Hagrid's Afternoon Tea Time
On Friday, after Transfiguration and History of Magic, there was still some time before lunch, so John made preparations for going to various teacher clubs in the dormitory.

There are three clubs he has joined now, namely Professor Flitwick's Duelist (Spell) Club, Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration Club, and Professor Snape's Potions Club.

He was actually curious about this, because in Potions class with Ravenclaw on Tuesday morning, John had further confirmed that Snape had indeed known himself for a long time.

He wanted to ask, but he didn't know why when he asked this question, there was an elusive mocking smile on the other party's face.

John still clearly remembers the venom that the snake king spat on him at that time.

"Mr. Williams, do you think that everyone knows you just achieved some achievements? If you are in the mood to pay attention to these illusory names, why don't you use your head, which is a little better than trolls, to learn what you should do?" something to learn!"

Perhaps because he was not Harry, Snape didn't deduct points for him after saying this, but turned his head and started spitting venom at other little wizards.

Although Snape still favored Slytherin in class, he had to say that the other party was really worthy of the word "master" in terms of potions.

What the other party teaches in class is not all the content in the textbook. Sometimes he inadvertently says a few words, which is an optimized refining method.

So when John perfectly concocted a pot of potion for treating boils, he didn't know whether he could see that John had used the method he had unintentionally proposed, or he was prepared for it.

At the end of get out of class, Snape passed him like a silent bat, left a note on the table in front of him, and then disappeared from John's sight.

John picked up the note, opened it and saw that there was only a simple sentence on it.

"Sunday, at nine o'clock in the evening, the leftmost classroom on the basement floor, burn after reading"

This should be the address of the Snape Potions Club meeting this week, write down the time and place and release the magic power to burn the note to ashes.

Just when John was sorting out the problems he encountered during his study, and writing them down in his notebook one by one, he was going to ask the professors when the time came.

Ramses, who didn't know where he was flying in the morning, flew out of the passage dedicated to owls, flapped his wings and landed on the bird stand, and began to call to John.

Turning his head, John saw something tied to Ramses' feet, and got up to untie it. It was a piece of parchment that was cut at random.

When I opened it, I saw an invitation written in rather messy handwriting.

Dear John:
I know you don't have class on Friday afternoon. Could you come and have tea with me around three o'clock in the afternoon?Please let Ramses give me a reply.

It turned out that the signature was the name of Hagrid, a simple and honest half-blood giant.

John naturally had no reason to refuse Hagrid's invitation, or he was planning to visit Hagrid sometime this Saturday or Sunday.

Pick up the magic pen and write on the back of the note "It's my honor, thank you for inviting me, Hagrid", then re-tie the note on Ramses' feet, and after feeding some snacks, Ramses Si flapped his wings again and flew out of the owl passage.

Soon it was three o'clock in the afternoon, and John put away the notes he had organized in his hand, got up and left the dormitory to go to the appointment.

On the way to Hagrid's hut, John from a distance saw the three of Harry who were also heading towards Hagrid's hut.

Hermione, who was talking about something, seemed to sense something, turned her head and saw John walking not far from them, smiled and waved to him, so Harry and Ron also turned their heads and saw John walking towards them , with a smile on his face.

"Good afternoon, everyone." John greeted with a smile.

"Good afternoon, John." Harry smiled brightly, "Have you also received Hagrid's invitation?"

John nodded, and the three of them were even happier seeing this, and then the four of them walked towards Hagrid's cabin together.

Hermione took this opportunity to get close to John. After all, Hermione saw John in the library many times, but every time she saw John studying seriously.

Originally, she wanted to ask John a question, but considering that it would disturb John's study, Hermione refrained from asking him every time.

Now that there is an opportunity, Hermione will naturally not choose to let it go.

Then Harry and Ron looked at the two people who were talking dully. They knew every word in the other's mouth, why couldn't they understand it together?
But this kind of communication stopped soon, not that Hermione had finished asking questions, but that they had already arrived in front of Hagrid's cabin.

It was a large wooden house in front of it, with a crossbow and a pair of rubber overshoes in front of the gate that was far larger than normal.

Harry stepped forward and knocked on the door, and then they clearly heard a series of nervous struggles and a few muffled barks from inside the house.

Then came Hagrid's voice: "Back back, Fang, back up."

Hagrid carefully opened the door a crack, revealing his big bearded face, but John and Harry didn't look at Hagrid, but at the claws and nose protruding from under the crack of the door.

Noticing what Harry and the others were looking at, Hagrid also looked down, and then Hagrid's rough voice sounded again: "Stand back, Fang."

Not long after, the door opened and Hagrid let them in, and then they saw a black hound struggling by the collar that Hagrid had grabbed. This should be the Fang that Hagrid was talking about.

John looked around. There was only one room in the cabin. Hams and pheasants were hung from the ceiling, and a copper kettle was used to boil water in the brazier. There was a big bed in the corner, and the bed was made of rags.

Perhaps the cabin was very ordinary to Harry and the others, but in the eyes of John who had opened his magic vision, it was completely different.

At this moment, there was a lot of magical aura shining in the hut. The hams hanging from the ceiling were all the meat of magical animals. A piece of cloth pad in the corner, which was obviously used for Fang Fang, shone with holy aura. It was the magical aura unique to unicorns. .

Even the wood used to build the wooden house, many of them shine with powerful spiritual light, obviously these are derived from some rare magical plants.

This is not a log cabin, this is simply a house built with Galleons. Hagrid really deserves to be one of the invisible richest people in the wizarding world.

"You're welcome," said Hagrid, letting go of his teeth.

Fang immediately jumped at Ron and licked his ear.Like Hagrid, Fang is apparently not as ferocious as he appears.

"This is Ron, and this is Hermione." Harry introduced the two to Hagrid.

Hagrid was busy pouring boiling water into a large teapot as he put rock cakes on the dinner plate.

"Another little Weasley brother, isn't it?" Hagrid said, glancing at Ron's freckled face. The energy of a lifetime."

Hearing Hagrid's words, Ron, who had finally gotten rid of his teeth, blushed a little. Hermione and Harry also suppressed their smiles. After all, there is no one in Gryffindor who does not know the feats made by the Weasley twins.

Soon Hagrid prepared tea and biscuits for them, sat them down, poured tea into each of their teacups with a smile, and put a few rock cakes on the dinner plate in front of them.

But when Harry and the three of them picked up the rock cake and took a bite, all three of them were stunned. They underestimated the hardness of the rock cake, which almost broke their teeth.

But Harry and Ron didn't want to hurt Hagrid's kindness, so they pretended to love food.

And Hermione politely put the rock cake on the plate and drank the tea quietly, but John saw that the other party carefully checked his front teeth when everyone was not paying attention.

As for John, he soaked rock skin cakes in a teacup. Although with his current physical fitness, he could bite even a beef thigh bone, let alone rock skin cakes, just to make it less shocking, he still Opt for a little camouflage.

Afterwards, Harry began to tell Hagrid about the class these days, and at the same time, Fang seemed to like Harry very much, resting his head on Harry's lap quietly, his robes were soaked with saliva.

Harry and Ron were very happy to hear Hagrid call Filch "that old jerk". Then, as if they had thought of something, they all turned their heads to look at John who was about to try rock pie.

"By the way, John has never had a chance to ask you why Filch respects you so much?" Ron asked

Hagrid was also very interested in this. Filch's behavior during this period was really abnormal. Naturally, except for the little wizard, everyone else also noticed this unusual thing.

John put down the rock cake in his hand, and said calmly: "Because I was late in the magic riot, I was considered a squib before, so in order to change this, I conducted a lot of alchemy research myself."

"Although I later got rid of my status as a Squib in Magic Riot, I didn't let go of this research. It happened that my research had made some progress and I needed someone to help me test the results, so I approached Filch..."

"Wait, John, you mean Filch is a Squib?" Hermione asked incredulously, having read a lot of books, she naturally knew what a Squib meant.

Hagrid nodded and said, "Yes, that old jerk is a squib. He was the one who applied to Dumbledore to be the gatekeeper."

"So John, you have researched the alchemy item that solves the squib problem?" Harry asked in shock
John shook his head: "No, in fact, the reasons for the emergence of squibs are very complicated, and I have not studied this aspect in depth."

"I accidentally discovered that Squibs actually have magical powers during my research, but they can't be mobilized so they can't cast spells."

"So based on this, I researched and created a sample of alchemy props that can mobilize the magic power in the squib and release fixed magic."

"In order to further collect data, I invited Filch to assist me in the experiment during the confinement. The experiment was successful. Filch was able to release magic through the sample, which is why Filch treated me differently."

Hearing John's words, the others stared blankly at John who was drinking tea calmly.

Not to mention Hagrid, even Harry, who had only been in school for a week, knew what a feat this was.

"Merlin's beard! John, I know you are excellent, but I didn't expect you to be so outstanding! If the Ministry of Magic finds out, you will definitely be awarded the Order of Merlin!"

"The youngest winner of the Order of Merlin in history! Just thinking about it makes me feel excited!"

Hagrid, flushed with excitement, was genuinely happy for John's achievement, the good giant.

(End of this chapter)