allendalepharm Chapter 491 Hagrid Leaves School
Chapter 491 Hagrid Leaves School
Chapter 491 Hagrid Leaves School
Halloween has always been one of the most popular holidays among Hogwarts students. Although there is no holiday on this day, the sweet pumpkin treats and unique Halloween performances are still something to look forward to.
And this year's Halloween has an extra thing to look forward to—the Duel Club is about to reopen.
That morning, a pleasant, sweet aroma filled the air. Having spent four Halloweens at Hogwarts, Siron knew very well that it was the smell of pumpkin pie.
Unlike other pies, the Halloween pumpkins all came from the pumpkin patch in front of Hagrid's house. They were all carefully cultivated by him and tasted amazing.
The castle, filled with a sweet fragrance, was a delight to smell. If there was anything unpleasant about the day, it was probably the terrible weather.
When everyone came to the auditorium for breakfast, the ceiling, which seemed to be under a spell, was always gloomy, with dark clouds hanging low and raindrops falling, making a dull thumping sound on the ceiling.
Soon, the messenger owl arrived, bringing with it the rainwater from outside into the castle, causing a minor disturbance in the Great Hall.
Siron picked up the Daily Prophet that the owl had thrown in front of him and opened it. As expected, there was still no report about the Death Eaters.
The front page still featured the same photo of Barty Crouch that had appeared twice before.
The Auror Office officially dropped the warrant for Barty Crouch's arrest. Deputy Secretary Dolores Umbridge briefly discussed Secretary Fudge's contributions to the successful capture of the traitor and urged him to give himself more time to rest.
Xilun glanced at it, then casually crumpled up the newspaper and tossed it aside.
It has to be said that Umbridge and Fudge are truly shameless when it comes to shamelessness.
At first, they were somewhat wary of Dumbledore, and when mentioning Barty Crouch, they only dared to say that it was a joint operation between Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic, trying to glorify themselves.
Unexpectedly, after testing the waters twice, they took all the credit for themselves, saying that in order to lure Crouch out, Fudge had to stay up all night at the Ministry of Magic for several days to think of a solution, sometimes even forgetting to eat and just filling his stomach with a few cold potatoes.
That's why Umbridge became the youngest deputy minister; thanks to her efforts, Fudge's reputation has really improved a lot in the last few days.
Of course, this is also related to Hogwarts' continued silence.
The reason is that Dumbledore has too many things to do and simply doesn't have time to deal with such trivial matters.
But most people don't know this; they simply assume that Dumbledore has tacitly agreed with what's said in the Daily Prophet.
"That's so shameless!" Harry said angrily, crumpling up the newspaper he had just unfolded and throwing it away.
"How can Umbridge say that? Is there any connection between Barty Crouch's affair and a Nat in the Ministry of Magic?"
“You’re right,” Ron added. “Back then, Hogsmeade didn’t even have a single ordinary Ministry of Magic employee!”
Such newspapers further solidified their original belief that the Ministry of Magic was intentionally concealing the news.
"Sirlen—" Hermione asked, "Did Professor Lupin reply to you?"
Previously, Xiren suggested asking their former professor, Remus Lupin, about the real situation outside. The letter had been sent a long time ago, but they had not received a reply.
There probably aren't any today either.
Xiren looked up and saw that there were only a few owls left in the sky above the auditorium. The remaining ones had all found their targets and none of them were heading towards him.
They splashed through the water as they crossed the field to their herbalism class, their robes billowing in the wind and fluttering behind them. The rain intensified, pelting the greenhouse roof like hail, and Professor Sprout could barely hear what he was saying.
In this kind of weather, it's obviously impossible to continue having classes outside.
So the next lesson on protecting magical creatures was moved from outdoors to an empty classroom on the first floor of the castle.
The group braved the heavy rain to run back from the greenhouse. After finding the classroom, Harry was the first to push open the door.
"Long time no see, Hagrid. You—wait, who are you?" Harry suddenly stopped in his tracks.
He discovered that the person in the classroom was not Hagrid, but a strange witch with meticulously trimmed gray hair and a prominent chin that made her look exceptionally stern.
When Harry asked her question, she didn't answer him immediately. Instead, she waited until everyone had entered the classroom before clearing her throat and saying, "Your previous professor, Rubeus Hagrid, had other commitments, so I will be teaching the Conservation of Magical Creatures class from now on. You can call me Professor Grappleland."
"When did Hagrid leave the school?" Harry asked loudly.
To be honest, his behavior was somewhat impolite, but since it was Professor Glapland's first time teaching, he frowned but patiently answered his questions.
"Just three days ago—that's when I received Albus's letter," she said, seemingly emphasizing that the school had invited her to substitute teach.
"When is he coming back?" Harry continued to ask.
Again, they didn't raise their hands but asked directly.
"That depends on when he finishes his own business, Mr. Potter," Professor Glapland said curtly, frowning.
Harry wanted to ask something more, but Hermione quickly stopped him, gently shaking her head to signal him to stop talking for the time being.
If Harry continued asking questions, the professor would probably kick them out.
Because the class was held indoors, it was impossible to bring the magical creatures into the classroom, so the lesson consisted mostly of boring theoretical knowledge.
At the back of the classroom, Harry and his friends were still whispering about Hagrid's sudden departure from the school.
"Hagrid left the school three days ago, that is, after Barty Crouch appeared at Hogsmeade."
"No, to be precise, it should be after the Ministry of Magic's benefits and after Umbridge left," Hermione said. "Hogsmeade Week started earlier."
"Where do you think Hagrid went—" Ron asked, "Could it be related to the Death Eaters?"
"I don't know—" Harry stared blankly at the table.
Hagrid suddenly left the school, but he only learned of it several days later.
"Forget it, don't think about it too much." Ron patted him on the shoulder. "Maybe Dumbledore has something for him to do. Maybe he'll be back when we have class next week."
"Let's think of something cheerful, like the dueling club tonight—last time it was Disarming Charms and Stunning Charms, I wonder what they'll teach this year?"