trainer at hogwarts

shopping? What to buy? Morris looked over suspiciously.

In the original timeline, Hagrid wanted to buy Harry a bird here as a birthday present, which was Hedwig, but now the green cotton bird has taken Hedwig's position first, and Hagrid also knows about it. So, is Hagrid planning to buy anything else? Another bird? Let Harry take the route of becoming a flying master?

"Mrs. Malkin's shop? I will take Harry there." Morris promised.

"Then I'll trouble you, Maurice."

Mrs. Malkin looked very fat and kind, and people couldn't help but spend a lot of money with her.

With her friendly smile, Morris bought a number of handsome (crossed out) secondary wizard robes, as well as some tighter combat clothes. After all, every mage has the dream of close combat.

"Do you want to buy Hogwarts school uniforms, dear?" Before Harry could say anything, Mrs. Malkin came out and enthusiastically solicited business, "We have a lot here - Oh, Merlin! I'm so happy. See you again, dear little Maurice!”

"Good afternoon, dear Mrs. Malkin." Morris smiled and nodded, "Please remove the child, I feel like I am no longer a child now."

"Yes, it will be the third grade this year -" Mrs. Malkin drawled, covering her mouth and laughing.

Mrs. Malkin helped Harry take measurements, and kept chatting with Maurice and Harry.

There is no one in the store now, maybe this aunt is lonely...

"Hagrid is here, it's time for us to go." Maurice stood up, interrupted Mrs. Malkin who wanted to talk, and pulled Harry away, "We'll pick up the robes later, don't worry, take your time. Do it. If you can’t finish it, you can send it by owl express.”

Hagrid came over with two huge ice cream cones and a birdcage, giving one to each of Harry and Maurice.

"Chocolate raspberry flavor. I heard Professor Dumbledore say that you particularly like ice cream." Hagrid said, "Harry's is this, with some nuts added. Maurice doesn't like these."

"Thank you." Maurice and Harry were happy with the result and in a good mood.

"By the way, Harry, this is for you." Hagrid dangled the big birdcage in front of Harry. "I wanted to buy you an owl. Every wizard needs an owl. My own messenger, but you already have Hedwig, um..." The mixed-race giant blushed with embarrassment, "I thought about it and found that you don't lack anything, so I'll give you a birdcage. You mentioned last night that Hedwig didn't have a place to live, so I chose this super luxurious birdcage for you, hahahaha, and..." He took out a pile of nuts and some plants from his arms, "I both I bought some and picked out some for Hedwig."

Harry happily took it and gave Hagrid a big hug.

"Ah... As long as you like it." Hagrid scratched his head naively.

The three of them walked to a hidden corner, Morris called Frozen Bird back, and everyone set off towards Hogsmeade Village.

Harry was curious about everything. Maurice had been too lazy to answer his questions before, but now Hagrid answered them for him.

"Hogsmeade is located near Hogwarts. It is a small village full of wizards and there are many candy shops. You will definitely like it." Hagrid explained simply, "But you have to wait until after the third grade. You can go there only after you have just entered school. You can’t run around when you first enter the school, but you can come and play with me.”

"Can't you go...?" Harry was a little disappointed and looked at Morris.

Morris touched his head and said earnestly: "There are policies from above and countermeasures from below. Don't always stick to some rigid rules and learn to exploit loopholes."

"Ahem, Maurice, please pay attention to the school rules..."

Morris glanced at Hagrid who was hanging in the air: "So, what school rules did you follow when you were in school?"

Hagrid: "..."

If he had followed the school rules, he wouldn't have become what he is today.

"Hagrid, it's just taking Harry out for fun. It doesn't matter. Besides, it's Hogsmeade." Morris smiled.

Hagrid thought about it too. Hogsmeade Village, rounding off the back garden of Hogwarts, could there be any danger?

"Hey, Harry, don't get caught when you break school rules." Hagrid whispered.

"Filch is not that troublesome. He doesn't know magic, so he just takes care of the melons that have just entered school."

If you want to say something about breaking school rules, I won’t be sleepy, and I’m super energetic!

"After you enter the school, I will introduce you to my buddies. You will like them. Don't worry, I will protect you. No matter you want to have a barbecue in the Forbidden Forest, fish in the Black Lake, or beat up those scoundrels. Slytherin, it’s not a problem!”

"Maurice, remember to tell your classmates to be careful when barbecuing in the Forbidden Forest." Hagrid interjected, "They didn't put out the fire completely last time and almost burned that area bald."

Morris: "..."

What idiot can't put out a barbecue fire?

"Why fight Slytherin?" Harry, the curious baby, came online again.

Morris said confidently: "Because they are ugly."

Harry: "?"

Hagrid: "So what did Maurice teach Harry? Well, let me tell you. Hogwarts is divided into four houses, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw. Slytherin. Many Gryffindors are warriors, Hufflepuff is usually a bunch of losers——"

"I'm so sorry for being such a loser, Gardevoir, throw him down." Morris's emotionless voice sounded from the side.

"Uh...ah, that's not what I meant!" Hagrid looked down and his legs felt weak. He just simply stated the public's basic impression of the four colleges!

"Gryffindor is a bunch of fools, Hufflepuff is a bunch of salty fish, Ravenclaw is a bunch of nerds, and Slytherin is a bunch of idiots." Maurice summarized it in his own words.

Harry: "?"

I always feel like this school is so special. Did your parents really grow up in this kind of school? Or are all schools in the wizarding world so weird?

Hagrid: "..."

He was bitter about Maurice's description of Gryffindor because he had spoken ill of Hufflepuff. Being thrown down from here, even if he is a hybrid giant, it will definitely be cool!

"Oh, the professors at the school are quite good. The types you will encounter can be roughly divided into kind old fathers, stern old mothers, arrogant greasy uncles, and garlic sandwich biscuits. Well, these are mainly for you You will encounter them this semester. And...there are others that seem to have no special features."

After listening to this, Harry felt that there were more and more little question marks on his head.