Douluo: Huo Yuhao of the clone style

Chapter 292: An Accident at Hagrid's House

In the afternoon, Harry left the castle and came to Hagrid's cabin on the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Before Harry could knock on the door, the door of the cabin opened by itself and a tall figure emerged.

"Ha, Harley, I knew you would be here soon."

Hagrid shouted excitedly.

"come on in."

He stepped back slightly to make some space for passage.

Behind him was a huge black dog, which was looking at Harry with some fear.

I guess this is the hound Yaya who looks majestic but is actually timid.

Harley walked into the slightly dilapidated hut.

Most of the students at Hogwarts probably couldn't imagine that this shabby little house was actually inhabited by a hidden rich man.

That is, Hagrid himself.

Hagrid has an extraordinary talent for training magical creatures, especially those that are highly dangerous.

These magical creatures are often of very high value to wizards.

It's a pity that Hagrid just thought it was fun to keep it and never thought about cashing it in.

Of course, Harley isn’t thinking about cashing in right now.

She was considering whether to fund Hagrid's magical animal breeding.

As she studies magic from multiple worlds, her future path in magic is bound to require a large amount of materials.

If we could help Hagrid get a breeding license for, say, dragons, he would be able to breed them openly in the Forbidden Forest.

Perhaps the material problem in the future can be solved.

"Harley, come and have some tea."

Hagrid enthusiastically placed the rock cakes on the plate and served a large cup of tea.

"Thank you."

Harley took a rock cake from the plate.

One of the famous products of the Harry Potter world view, Hagrid's Rock Pie is in hand.

After strengthening her upper and lower jaws with her qi and blood, and attaching the lung metal qi to her teeth, Harley bit down with confidence.

Instantly, a sound like crushing stone rang out from her mouth.

Harry's teeth collided violently with the rock cake, and the hard-dough cake that had not been fermented at all was successfully crushed.

To be honest, this thing is totally not food that humans can eat.

Harry came up with this thought while chewing.

Her teeth, strengthened by the lung metal energy, could even break steel plates, but biting this thing seemed a bit difficult.

This thing can be used for bulletproofing, right?

It is worthy of being the staple food of the hybrid giants.

"Harley, why don't you just stop eating?"

When Hagrid saw Harry's posture, he realized for the first time that the things he made did not seem suitable for the little wizard to eat.

Yaya on the other side showed a horrified expression.

"It's okay, it's just trying something new."

Harry took another bite.

At the same time, she did not forget to share it with everyone in the chat group.

Harley: Hagrid's Rock Pancake, checked in successfully.

Douluo: How does it taste?
Harry: Generally, this thing tastes like white bread.

Halle: And this stuff is really solid. I feel like if I eat any more, I’ll have indigestion later.

Food Wars: I guess Hagrid must have used a lot of force when kneading the dough.

Halle: I feel the same way.

The hybrid giant's extraordinary strength kneaded the dough completely into a solid mass, and then it was left for a while after being baked.

This is how this wonderful thing was created, which is far superior to French baguette, Russian black bread, and Chinese school mooncakes.

"Harley, I want to apologize to you."

Hagrid spoke suddenly.

"?"

Harley, who was about to put down the rock cake, looked confused.

"I was supposed to introduce you to the magical world, but I messed it up."

Hagrid looked regretful.

If Dumbledore hadn't stopped him, he would have wanted to talk to Harry a long time ago.

As the one who brought Harley to the hands of ordinary people, he has been looking forward to this day for a long time.

But he messed up at the critical moment.

"It's not your fault, Hagrid."

Harry finally realized what Hagrid was talking about.

"No, it's my fault. I screwed up."

Hagrid pulled out his dirty handkerchief and blew his nose loudly.

"Listen to me, Hagrid. That day my aunt was just a little too aggressive in protecting me. It's not your fault."

Harry explained somewhat helplessly.

Who would have thought that Snape would come that day? Otherwise she would have gone with Hagrid.

"Protection? From whom?"

Hagrid still hasn't figured out why Petunia reacted so violently at that time.

"Aunt Petunia knows Professor Snape. It must be some conflict in the past."

Harry brushed it off vaguely.

"I see."

The simple Hagrid believed it.

"Anyway, that day wasn't your problem, so don't feel guilty about it."

Harry said to Hagrid seriously.

"Thank you, Harley, you are as kind as your mother."

When he said this, Hagrid became even sadder.

How could such a good child go to Slytherin?

"The Sorting Hat was blind to put you in Slytherin."

He put the handkerchief to his nose and once again made a loud noise.

"It's just a small accident. Aren't we still learning wherever we are?"

Harley agreed, somewhat awkwardly.

She also didn't expect that the Sorting Hat would immediately throw her, an adult, into Slytherin.

"Oh, Merlin."

Hagrid let out a loud howl, and the sound was like the roar of a wild animal.

"What a good child, he can face life so optimistically at this time."

"Hagrid, is there anything else you wanted me to do?"

Harry was ready to find something else to distract Hagrid.

Otherwise they wouldn't be able to continue the conversation.

"Things? Oh, by the way, there's a little guy I need to hand over to you."

Hagrid wiped the tears from his face and walked out of the room.

He put his fingers in his mouth and blew a quick whistle.

After a while, a dark shadow landed on Hagrid's shoulder. It was a white owl.

This owl is several times larger than an ordinary owl.

And its eyes are as sharp as Black Cat Sheriff, and its claws are covered with traces of battle.

Apparently Hagrid's talent for raising magical creatures was also evident in this owl.

The owl, which was supposed to be a messenger, now looks like a combat pet.

"I had originally planned to buy you a birthday present while buying textbooks for you, but I didn't expect..."

Hagrid held out his right hand, and the owl jumped on it obediently.

"So, this is my birthday present?"

Harry asked.

"Yes."

Hagrid handed the owl to Harry as if he were offering a treasure.

Harley took the owl.

Perhaps because Hagrid was there, the owl just looked at Harry with a scrutinizing eye and didn't make any other moves.

And Harley glared at the owl in the same way.

Just as they were comparing their eyes, another big black dog walked into the house. This dog was much stronger than the one in the house, and its fur was shinier, so it was obvious that it had no worries about food and drink.

Looking at this dog, he turned around and looked at the original one in the room.

Harley's head fell into silence, like a stuck gear.

"Ya Ya, are you trying to steal food from others again?"

Hagrid cursed.

Yaya, who was being scolded by him, showed a very innocent expression, as if to say:
Boss, you better understand this. After she hunted something, she asked me to eat what she left.

Can I, who is running on the ground, snatch the advantage from someone flying in the sky?
"Its name is Fangya?"

Harry asked as he put the owl down.

"Yes."

Hagrid dragged the somewhat fearful Fang towards him and forced the dog to face Harry.

"Fang, come and meet us, this is Harry Potter, our friend."

"Woo~"

Yaya made a sound of grievance, without any of the ferocity of a large hound.

Because it realized the moment it entered the room that this little girl was not someone to be trifled with.

Mental power emerged from Harry's body and scanned Hagrid's hut and its surroundings.

As she expected, the dog who stayed in the house at first had completely different mental fluctuations.

"Ha, I didn't expect it to come so soon."

Harley sighed slightly, then she walked up to the big dog that she had initially mistaken for Yaya:

"Will you not speak to me when you see me, my dear godfather?"

There was a hint of surprise in the dog's eyes, but it was instantly covered up.

He didn't change back immediately, but pretended to be just a dog and didn't understand what you were saying.

"Godfather? Sirius Black?"

Hagrid, who was holding Fang, had an expression of disbelief.

"Harley, you mean, he turned into a dog?"

"Yes."

Harley continued to stare at the large dog who was becoming increasingly embarrassed.

"So he's an Animagus? That's pretty amazing."

Hagrid couldn't help but sigh.

"Didn't you break out of prison just to see me? You don't plan on changing back?"

Harley's mental power held down the big dog that was trying to run away and forced him to look at her.

The eyes of the dog's godfather were filled with excitement, hesitation, worry... and many other emotions, vividly demonstrating to her what it means to be homesick.

"If you don't change back, I will no longer recognize you as my godfather."

Harley gave the Godfather a strong dose of medicine.

In an instant, the eyes of the dog godfather became sharp.

Then his body began to change, gradually changing from a dog to a human.

A thin, tired middle-aged man appeared in the cabin.

"I'm sorry, Harley..."

The first thing he said was sorry.

"stop."

Harry interrupted Sirius just in time.

"I've heard enough apologies today, say something else."

"..."

Sirius opened his mouth, unsure where to begin.

"Since you won't say it, I'll say it first."

Harry withdrew his mental strength and sat back down.

"You are innocent now. There is no need to continue hiding like a dog."

"Not guilty? Why?"

Sirius looked bewildered.

Shouldn't jailbreaking be a more serious crime? How come he is not guilty?

"Harley has cleared your name."

Hagrid, who had just come back to his senses from the big news of the prison break, explained.

"Didn't you ever get a chance to read the Daily Prophet?"

"After I swam ashore, I found a Muggle community, ate something to recover my strength, and then Apparated to Hogsmeade outside."

Out of respect for his godfather's dignity, Sirius did not tell anyone about the trash can rummaging.

"You Apparate in this physical state? Aren't you afraid of breaking yourself into pieces?"

Harry's brows raised slightly.

She once again realized that among her father's four-member group, Lupin, the werewolf who would lose control on the night of the full moon, was the most reliable one.

You are really brave to use Apparate when you are half dead.

"…I just wanted to see you sooner."

Sirius also realized his mistake.

He didn't expect that Harry, who was only in the first grade, could even know magic like Apparition, which was only learned in higher grades.

"Don't talk about this anymore. We should be happy when our family members are reunited."

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two was a bit strange, Hagrid had to act as a peacemaker.

He rummaged through his own miscellany, found the issue about Harry and Peter Pettigrew, and handed it to Sirius.

"Peter?!"

The first thing Sirius saw was the name, and he stood up instantly.

"This scumbag is still alive? Where is he now?"

"He is in the hands of the Ministry now."

Harry suddenly replied.

"The Ministry? No, they'll just throw him in Azkaban."

Sirius threw down the newspaper and was about to leave.

"stop."

Harley sighed slightly, she knew this would happen.

"If you dare to leave, I will go and acknowledge Snape as my godfather now."

Her tone was unusually calm and didn't sound threatening at all.

But these words made Sirius feel a chill down his spine.

"Absolutely not."

The words of rejection came out instantly.

If Snape really became Harry's godfather, Sirius felt that he would not be able to face James after his death.

"If you go and cause trouble for Peter Pettigrew and waste all my previous efforts, I promise I will do this."

Harley said seriously.

Of course she wouldn't do that, it was just to scare Sirius.

"Harry, listen to me..."

Sirius seemed to want to explain something to Harry.

"Shut up, I said no."

Harley interrupted her godfather once again.

"I helped you get back the Black family's assets and asked for compensation from the Ministry of Magic, not to put you in Azkaban again."

"I'm sorry, Harry. I was too impulsive."

Blake was silent for a long time before he spoke.

He hadn't expected that his goddaughter, who was only in the first grade, had made so much effort for him (which wasn't much, actually).

"Your current identity is no longer the prison escapee Sirius, but the law-abiding citizen Black who was brought out of prison by Fudge."

Seeing that Blake had finally calmed down, Harley continued.

"What you need to do is to take good care of your body so that you can attend Peter Pettigrew's trial later. Don't run over and fight him now. Do you understand?"

"I understand."

Blake nodded with a puzzled look on his face.

"But having Snape as godfather is absolutely out of the question, Harry."

"As long as you don't do anything stupid, I won't do it."

Harry didn't know what to say.

You should pay attention to your own family affairs now instead of worrying about Snape.

(End of this chapter)