trainer at hogwarts

Hagrid finally understood why Dumbledore had such a complicated expression when he mentioned Morris.

This guy is a trap!

No wonder he was strong enough but Dumbledore still called him over. It must be to prevent him from leading Harry astray, it must be!

Hagrid decided that he could no longer let Morris do science popularization work for Harry. Although he was not very good at telling stories, he would never let Harry have the impression of a great Grindelwald.

The Frozen Bird flew over the sea, flew over the city, and soon arrived in London.

Morris suddenly realized that he had done something stupid.

His home was obviously in London, so why did he fly here and back so early in the morning? Could this be his love for Harry?

Pooh!

This is impossible.

He must have still not woken up in the morning.

Harry looked curiously at the city below, which he had seen for the first time while awake.

"So beautiful." Harry sighed sincerely.

"Actually, what you see is very different from reality. Some of the beautiful scenery you see at high altitudes, but when you are on the ground, you will find how ordinary it is." Morris planned Harry's plan without mercy. yearn for.

Hagrid chuckled: "Harry, Hogwarts is much more spectacular than here. I believe you will like it."

"Hagrid, Harry has been there." Morris reminded, "Although he only saw the night scene at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night."

"Oh, Dumbledore told me, but I forgot." Hagrid smiled and touched his head, "What Morris taught you is really strange. You don't even know some common sense, but those difficult magics But you used it well."

Morris couldn't complain: "I told you I'd give you a chance to show off..."

……

Without specifically visiting the Leaky Cauldron, nor meeting with Sandwich Biscuit Voldemort Law, Frozen Bird slowly landed in a corner not far from Gringotts.

"Hagrid, how are you going back?" Morris was a little curious. Could it be that very handsome motorcycle? But it seems that Hagrid was not brought out.

Hagrid's eyes were almost invisible on his big, rough face. He was stroking the frozen bird and wanted to see his child.

"I can floo back."

Walk in near Hogwarts or is Hagrid's fireplace connected to the Floo powder network? The possibility of the latter is unlikely, but since Frozen Bird is unwilling to carry Hagrid, there is nothing he can do about it. Compared to Hagrid, Morris was still unwilling to embarrass his own elf.

"What is Floo powder?" Harry, the curious baby, came online.

Morris glanced at Hagrid. It was time for him to come to popularize science.

The three of them walked into Gringotts with questions and answers. Morris redeemed this year's quota along the way. He was in a good mood when he saw that a little more insignificant gold galleons had been added to the small vault.

Although he is not short of money now, he doesn't mind making his small coffers fuller.

After Morris finished changing the money, Harry came to him and asked softly: "What kind of creature is this? It's so ugly."

"Leprechaun, this is the leprechaun." Morris said, "It's a bit ugly, but they are quite reliable in managing money at this stage."

"Then it won't be reliable in the future?" Harry found the point accurately.

Hagrid ignored the whispers of the two men. He walked up to an idle goblin and said, "We are going to take some money from Mr. Harry Potter's vault."

"Am I really rich?" Harry's eyes widened with disbelief on his face, "I thought he was just teasing me."

Morris held his chin up and said with a hint of lemon: "You are not rich, you are very rich."

"If I had a lot of money, then Maurice, I would pay for all your snacks!" Harry said seriously.

Morris swallowed. Oh my god, I'm so excited.

But in order to maintain his external image, he still reluctantly refused: "This is a small matter, and I am not short of money... However, if you occasionally send me some ice cream or something, then I will happily accept it."

"Then it's settled!"

The goblin stuck out his head from behind the chopping board: "Do you have his key?"

Hagrid's mouth twitched, and he took out everything in his coat pocket and dumped it on the table.

"Found it!" Hagrid held up a golden key and thrust it in front of the goblin.

"There should be no problem."

"I also have a letter here written by Professor Dumbledore." He said solemnly, approaching the goblin, "It's about the thing in the underground vault No. 713 - what are you two doing?"

After Hagrid finished speaking, he noticed that two heads suddenly appeared under his armpits.

"That thing, what is it?" Morris looked curious.

"Maurice, it's not good for us to do this." Harry looked a little embarrassed, obviously wanting to know but too embarrassed to ask.

Hagrid made a serious face: "This is official business, I can't tell you."

Morris retracted his head, put his arms behind his head, and curled his lips: "Okay, okay, Mr. Goblin, can we get there?"

The goblin read the letter carefully and exchanged it to Hagrid: "No problem. I'll find someone to take you to these two underground vaults, Griphook!"

Griphook opened the door for them, and both Maurice and Harry looked in curiously. These two people had never been here before.

There is a path in front of him, with torches burning all around. Griphook whistled, and a car rushed towards them along the railway track.

"This is like a roller coaster in an amusement park." Under Griphook's guidance, Harry climbed onto the car and commented.

Morris agreed: “Although it doesn’t look great, it’s actually much safer than an amusement park and more exciting.”

The car was traveling much faster than expected, and Morris used magic to create a barrier to protect himself and Harry.

Presumably these winds are almost like scratching an itch for Hagrid, who is thick-skinned and thick-skinned.

Griphook glanced at Maurice in surprise. There were very few people of this age with such magical attainments, even from pure-blood families, but obviously, he had never seen this young man. But it had nothing to do with his current job, and he continued to drive his car.

Morris is right, this is indeed more exciting than a roller coaster.

Even with the protection of Maurice's magic, Harry still felt dizzy, and he vaguely seemed to see a dragon.

"Hagrid, dragon!"

"Don't talk to me now, I feel like vomiting!" Hagrid's face turned livid.

Maurice, who was secretly protected by Gardevoir, almost laughed out loud.

After a few minutes, the car finally stopped in front of a small door. Hagrid scrambled down and clung to the wall like a giant brown bear.

Griphook took the key from Hagrid and unlocked the door. Thick green smoke came out of the door.

After a while, the smoke dissipated, and what appeared in front of the three people were piles of gold coins...