Chapter 568: Sirius' Persuasion
When Harry and Ron arrived at the Great Hall, they saw a big, sloth-like boy throwing names into the Goblet of Fire.
Harry recognized the boy as Warrington, a Slytherin student and Chaser for the Slytherin Quidditch team.
During the game last semester, Warrington hit Harry in the head with a Quaffle, nearly ruining him for the season.
So, with a look of disgust on his face, Harry muttered, "We can't make a Slytherin a warrior!"
"Yes." Ron echoed, and asked loudly, "Has anyone signed up in our academy?"
"Angelina and Alia have signed up." Simo waved the note in his hand and said excitedly, "I'm going to go soon, do you want to go together?"
"Shall we go too, Harry?" said Ron in a wistful voice.
"Wait a little longer."
In fact, Harry hadn't decided whether to put his name into the Goblet of Fire.
Of course Harry wanted to become a warrior, but he also felt that with Rove around, he had no hope at all, so why bother doing useless work?
Just then a hundred or so owls flew into the auditorium, and they circled the dining table until they found their respective owners, dropping letters or parcels into their laps.
Harry had also received a letter, and Ron asked, "Whose letter?"
"Hagrid's letter." Harry tore open the envelope, glanced quickly, and said with a frown, "He told me to go to the log cabin right now, and call me for something urgent."
Hagrid usually asked them to have afternoon tea when he wrote letters, and he seldom said that there was something urgent.
So Harry and Ron left the Great Hall immediately and hurried across the fields, towards the edge of the Forbidden Forest.
When they were about to arrive at the wooden house, the two suddenly discovered that Hagrid's house was already pitch black, as if it had been hit by a fire.
Harry became more and more anxious, and quickly ran towards the wooden house. After reaching the door, he slammed on the wooden door and shouted:
"Hagrid, are you all right? Are you hurt?!"
Fang's muffled barking came from the room at once, and Hagrid roared:
"Here we come! Yaya back up quickly! Stop barking!"
The door creaked open, Harry looked up and froze, too surprised to speak.
The Hagrid he imagined, this time would be third-degree burns, covered in bandages, with half of his cheek completely unrecognizable.
But the Hagrid in front of him not only didn't have any burns, but he was also dressed beautifully:
A shaggy brown suit with a flirty checked tie.
The most outrageous thing was Hagrid's hair. He seemed to want to straighten his hair, so he used a lot of machine oil, so that his hair was combed into two strands, which looked extremely weird.
Then, Harry understood that Hagrid wasn't burned, but his head was damaged by the smoke from the fire... Probably!
"Hagrid, how...how did you do this?" Harry asked.
"Oh, I just suddenly felt like it was time to dress up," Hagrid faltered.
"Besides, now that Hogwarts is holding the Triwizard Tournament, as a professor, I have to make a good impression in front of the teachers and students of other schools."
Harry doubted whether the opposite effect would be achieved, but he still ignorant of his conscience, praised:
"Oh... you're pretty pretty."
"Really?" Hagrid scratched his hair. He didn't expect Harry's aesthetics to be exactly the same as his. Then he sent him some men's lubricant to take back.
Ron stared at Hagrid's weird hairstyle, he opened his mouth as if to make a sharp comment, Harry interrupted hastily:
"Hagrid, what's the matter with your house?"
"Oh, last night the snails broke the cage and ran around and set my house on fire," Hagrid explained:
"Fortunately, Rove passed by and helped me put out the fire."
"Where are those snails?"
"It's in the pumpkin patch," said Hagrid cheerfully. "I've reinforced the cage, and the little rascals won't be able to escape."
Harry once again had doubts about Hagrid's statement, he frowned and said, "You wrote to say that you are in urgent need of me, what exactly is it?"
"It's not that I'm looking for you!" Hagrid moved out of the way, grinning and said, "Look who's coming!"
Harry looked into the room, his eyes widened, and he shouted excitedly: "Sirius, Lupine! Why are you two here?!"
"Professor Dumbledore asked us to come." Sirius strode over and said with a smile:
"He wrote a letter saying that Hogwarts might need some security personnel recently, so Remus and I came together."
"Is it about the Triwizard Tournament?"
"Yes." Lupine said with a smile, "but I can't tell you the specifics. Just wait...you will be surprised when the time comes!"
Harry and Ron looked at each other. They didn't know about the Triwizard Tournament, so what could surprise them.
"By the way, where is Rove?" Sirius asked, "I wrote to him too, but the owl couldn't find his location."
Ron suddenly remembered something, and said in an envious tone: "He's probably with Delacour."
"Delacour?"
"Well, Beauxbaton's female student!" Ron said with a dazed look:
"She is very beautiful. She seems to have known Rove for a long time. They were sitting together at the dinner party last night."
"Could it still be more beautiful than Shirley?" Sirius looked in disbelief.
"Almost!" Ron said excitedly, "I dare say that girl must be a Veela!"
"It's normal for Rove to attract Veela." Lupine said with a smile: "His face is just too attractive."
Hagrid started making tea, and they sat down at the table, talking about the Triwizard Tournament soon enough.
"You are so lucky." Lupine said enviously: "We also had rumors at the time that the Triwizard Tournament would be restarted.
However, both Beauxbaton and Durmstrang may have felt that Britain was too dangerous and rejected the proposal. "
Sirius took a sip of perilla tea and asked in a casual tone, "Harry, do you want to be a warrior?"
"Who wouldn't want to!" Ron said impatiently, "It's such an honor to be a warrior."
Harry hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "I really want to, but I'm afraid it will be difficult with my strength."
"If you want to become a warrior, you can ask Rove for help." Sirius whispered.
"Looking for Rove's help?" Harry asked suspiciously, "I can't let Rove not participate, even if he doesn't participate, I may not be able to become a warrior..."
"No, that's not what I meant," said Sirius. "Rove can make people a warrior, though I don't know how he does it yet!"
Harry and Ron looked at each other in shock. They both knew that Rove was very powerful, but he couldn't make anyone a warrior, he could make anyone a warrior, right?
This is outrageous!
Harry fell silent and seemed to be hesitating. After a moment, he looked up and asked, "If it was Dad, would he participate?"
Both Sirius and Lupine laughed, and Sirius looked Harry in the eyes and said seriously:
"Harry, for James, adventure is the only fun thing, and of course he would, even though he was only in the first grade."
"Then I will participate!" Harry nodded, "I will go to Rove for help!"
"That's good." Sirius laughed.
After chatting for a while, Harry and Ron got up to leave, and Hagrid followed to get lubricating oil, which he was going to give to Harry.
When the room was quiet, Lu Ping showed worry and said:
"Is it really good to have Harry go to the Triwizard Tournament? The Death Eaters are more active than usual..."
"Since Dumbledore has decided so." Sirius shrugged, looked outside the door, and said calmly:
"I'm sure he can protect Harry."
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