Felix leaned over and looked at the black hair on the red cloth, "Is that the only one?"

"Sadly, I found only these from Azkaban," Dumbledore said.

"Well," Felix nodded, and he thought for a moment and said, "I can't guarantee the number of spectators...one, no problem! Two, a little bit forced, three, it depends on luck."

Dumbledore smiled and said, "It has exceeded my expectations. I originally thought I could only make a lookout glass."

After coming out of the office, Felix looked at the sky, it was not too late. He walked out of the castle and went straight to Hagrid's Lodge along a path.

He smelled the fragrance of trees, the grass was wet, the rain was before. Soon, the outline of the house became clear.

"Yaya, stop making trouble."

Felix said to the black hound that was rushing up to him that it seemed to want to hang on him, but he could not touch him through a layer of air. He didn't want it to step on a few mud claws on him.

Felix took a warm beef pie from the special compartment of the ring and threw it to Yaya.

Yaya grabbed it with one mouthful and wagged her tail happily at him.

Felix patted the door, "Hagge, it's me, Felix."

A sound that seemed to be sobbing from inside—

"Come in, the door is not locked!"

He pushed open the door and was startled by the scene inside: the small house was full of stuff, Hagrid sat on the soft bed, picking up a large bucket of wine and pouring it desperately, his eyes were swollen and his tears were blurred.

At his feet, a winged beast with an eagle head and horse. In front of it was a copper basin filled with bloody raw meat. The juice dripped from the corner of its mouth onto the floor. When he heard Felix's movement, he suddenly raised his head and stared at him vigilantly.

"Hagir?"

Hagrid looked at him straight and muttered, "Felix, you heard it too..." He patted the head of the Eagle-Headed Horse-Winged Beast, "Be good, Buckbeck, you can't make any mistakes again."

Bacobic's head, which had been raised, drooped down and continued to solve the raw meat in the pot.

"Do you want some?" Hagrid shook the barrel.

"No, thank you."

Felix picked a seat not far from him and sat down: "I did hear some rumors, but I didn't expect it to have such a big impact on you."

Hagrid took another sip of wine, with sparse wine hanging on her beard, "What can I do? Maybe the shortest professor ever..."

"Did they fire you?" Felix asked in surprise.

"Uh, Harry and the others asked the same question... It's not yet, but sooner or later. Yesterday a representative of the school director came to me and dressed meticulously. To be honest, it looks a bit like you. He told me that my class schedule is too aggressive and should be more secure..."

"I don't think it's a big problem," said Felix. "As far as I know, an eagle-headed, horse-body, winged beast has good wisdom, what should have happened?"

"Accident? Is that right... you're just a judge!" Hager suddenly shouted angrily, scaring the giant beast beside him. "The student named Malfoy didn't listen to me at all. I told him to bow! He acted like a fool!"

Felix looked at Hagrid with a weird look, and he asked softly: "Did you let it get close to the students?"

"Yes, I know them, there is no danger. As long as it greets you, it will bow... hiccup!" Hagrid burped, he shook the barrel and poured the remaining wine into the copper basin, "That means it recognizes you. A very polite creature, right?"

Felix is ​​reserved about this. Bowing will be recognized, but it is not because of politeness. Instead, you first expose your fatalities and win their trust. They will bow their heads in turn to win your trust.

This is a unique habit.

"Hagge, my advice is for creatures that have the ability to harm the little wizard, such as it-"

"Bakbeck, it's called Buckbeck," Hagrid said in a rough voice.

"—For example, Buckbeck, it is better to keep a distance in the first class. After getting familiar with it, you can choose one or two obedient students to contact it."

"Good advice, but unfortunately I can't use it at the moment." Hager said sadly, "I was not very energetic all day today. I sent the students to feed the Flober caterpillars and looked up at the sky... Maybe the next second I would tell me that I was fired."

Felix said directly, "Hagge, you don't have to worry about the position. I checked your inauguration - that is, Kettleborn's record. He had sixty-two probationary sessions. Some accidents were much worse than you, but he was still safe and sound until his retirement."

"Really? I didn't expect this. The expression of the school director representative was like I was going to be sent to Azkaban." Haeger said expectantly.

"They can't fire a formal professor, that's the principal's power. At most, you can arrange for punishment, but who cares?" Felix said that he has studied these rules thoroughly, so he never thought about paying attention to them.

Hagrid became excited, and he looked at Felix: "So, am I okay?"

"You're fine."

"That's great!" Hagrid cheered, and the drink hanging on her beard was everywhere, and Buckbeck sneezes.

"Oh, go, Buckbeck, go back to your territory!" Hagrid smiled and pulled it up, pushing it out of the cabin in its reluctant gaze.

"I'm also worried that I'll be fired, and I can't even do the work of guarding the Forbidden Forest. I want to feed it in the end. Now it seems that I'm overthinking..."

Felix said: "Hagge, let's discuss the content of your next class. I think the little unicorn is good, fluffy and looks very likable. I'm also curious about the characteristics of the golden hair of unicorns in childhood..."

"Will it not be majestic enough?" Hager asked.

Felix looked at him calmly, making Hagrid feel a little flustered. He waved his hand, "Well, you're right, I shouldn't take the risk."

He turned his fingers: "Unicorns, tree-protecting pots, sniffing, fire crabs, flower fairies, and divine birds... Is its cry a little dangerous?" He asked Felix's opinion.

The Bu bird is a dark green bird with a shy personality and a malnourished appearance. They are famous for their heartbreaking voices.

Felix thought for a while: “I remember its screams are regular?”

"It usually only yells before the heavy rain comes. For a while, people used it to predict the weather, but later they really couldn't stand its sound. It was too unpleasant... Some birds would keep howling in winter, which means they were about to die." Hagrid said thoughtfully: "I can find a sunny day, when they were wilted."

Felix encouraged him: "That's it, Hagrid, you need to rule out possible risks based on the properties of the magical animals."

"Ha, I seem to have found a tip."

...

Felix returned to the office and it was already dark. He looked at the photo of Nick Lemay on the workbench and asked, "Is Nick here?"

"'I'm already asleep." The person in the photo blinked.

"He has been sleeping very early lately," Felix said.

Nick Lemay in the photo smiled and said, "As the elderly, they can't stay up all night."

An old man over six hundred years old...
Chapter completed!