Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Hogwarts keykeeper, eternal gamekeeper, half-giant half-blood who grew up drinking veritaserum, Ruper Hagrid, actually learned to hold back his words?

This discovery surprised Ohm greatly. You must know that Hagrid is a person who can "accidentally" leak out even the subjects of the Astartes graduation examination. What else in the world can make this person who is as tight-lipped as a jar? What about men who find it hard to talk about it?

Out of respect for his friends, Ohm did not use Legilimency to read Hagrid's inner thoughts. He just smiled and nodded along with his words and said, "It's time to have a good drink, Hagrid. Do you want it?" Be careful that we drink your wine cellar dry!"

"impossible!"

Hagrid patted his chest confidently: "I don't have much else here, but I have to take care of enough wine!"

As soon as he entered the door, Ohm saw the experimental Terminator power armor. The arched shoulder armors were in contact with each other on the top of his head. The entire helmet was wrapped under layers of composite armor plates. It makes people feel safe just looking at it.

Now its biggest role is not to provide defense for its owner, but to take good care of the animal furs wrapped around it and the richly spiced hunter sausage wrapped around its arms.

On the issue of interior decoration of the house, Hagrid seemed to have finally made a compromise with Madame Maxime. Beautiful azure velvet covered the walls, thick overlapping curtains occupied every side of the glass, and calla lily-shaped curtains on both sides of the corridor The glazed lamps add an unspeakable nobility.

But Hagrid still tried his best to preserve some things that could prove his identity as a gamekeeper, including but not limited to the bones and scales of various magical animals, as well as many specimens of animal heads, all of which were fixed with rivets on thick red leather. On the pine board, eyes made of artificial amber watch everyone passing by in the corridor.

"Olim (Mrs. Maxim's name) likes delicate things." Hagrid showed Omu and his group the patterns carved by him on the red pine wood base. "She doesn't allow me to pile up all the little animal things randomly. To be together, especially to get rid of the moldy and rotten parts. She may be a little harsh sometimes, but there is no doubt that she loves me."

"There is no doubt about it, Hagrid." Harry looked up at the roof of the thatched cottage and the royal palace, and said with a self-deprecating smile, "If only Hermione and I could reach a consensus on the decoration issue so quickly. , No. 12 Grimmauld Place won’t be in the same shabby state it is now.”

"I just wanted to make Sirius's house look more modern, rather than renovating it into an aristocratic-themed haunted house passed down from 500 years ago."

Hermione glared at Harry and said in an aggressive tone: "Can you imagine our children growing up with umbrella barrels made of troll leg bones and a wall full of stuffed house elf heads? And that annoying Sirius?" Mom, you should have asked me to paint her portrait right then!"

"You are really scary sometimes, my dear." Harry shrank his head, "I mean, although you are smart and fascinating, you are really scary."

"I couldn't be happier with the decor, Hagrid."

The cloud-like soft gauze curtains and curtains brushed her arms, and Fiorina felt that one-half of the French blood in her body had been fully liberated.

She couldn't put it down and rubbed the Egyptian-style camel hair tapestries that decorated the walls, and said: "Please be sure to let Madame Maxime teach me how to choose these decorations. I no longer count on my big man in science and engineering. He has no idea about it at all." aesthetics!"

“Isn’t my design bad?”

Ohm withdrew his gaze from the poisonous horned beast's head specimen, and shouted in frustration: "You all can judge, the room I designed was built with twenty layers of composite ceramic armor inside and outside, and the walls were hollowed out and installed with a combination of high-carbon plates. The impact-resistant modules, the windows and doors are replaced with super-heavy explosion-proof materials, and the load-bearing columns of the house are equipped with shock-sensing deployable hydraulic support columns. What is so aesthetically wrong about this house?!"

As soon as he said this, everyone present was in awe, and Harry sincerely stepped forward to shake hands with Ohm and said: "When the end of the world comes, please tell me where this room is. It will Become the new Noah’s Ark of our human civilization.”

The air was filled with joy for a moment. Hagrid grinned and opened the door to the living room. Every inch of the spacious space behind was covered with thick cashmere carpets. Even the big black hound Yaya’s kennel is also made of soft and fluffy cashmere.

A rectangular table that is almost ridiculously huge for ordinary people is placed in the center of the living room. Madame Maxime sits elegantly on an armchair that matches her style. When she sees the guests, she gets up and smiles, kissing their faces one by one. The sound she made when she kissed Hagrid was particularly loud.

"Machérie (my dear)..." she whispered into Hagrid's ear, "did you tell him about that?"

"Uh... no... not yet..." Hagrid said vaguely, "it's not time yet..."

"I have to say it." Ms. Maxim's tone became urgent. "This is the last chance."

"Yes, yes." Hagrid tugged on his beard unconsciously, "I will tell you, don't worry, sweetheart."

Gently pushing Mrs. Maxim away, Hagrid shouted to everyone to find a seat wherever they wanted, and then called Harry up alone to go to the wine cellar to carry the barrels together.

Just as Ohm was about to stand up and help, Harry waved his hand: "Don't come over here, the height of the wine cellar can't accommodate you!"

As the cellar door closed, Ohm raised his eyebrows slightly. It was obvious that Harry was also an insider behind Hagrid's mysterious style.

No wonder the invitation was only sent to Harry, so that everything would be explained.

Glancing at Mrs. Maxim's belly, Ohm already knew what Hagrid was hesitantly trying to say to him. Rather than letting the other party plead with him, it would be better to wait and find out for himself later. If you have an opportunity, speak up directly in advance.

In this way, Hagrid would not feel inferior to him, but he could also solve the other party's difficult problems in a logical way.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Fiorina moved closer to Mrs. Maxim and watched as she continued to make corrections on the parchment full of writing. She couldn't help but curiously asked: "Madam, are you correcting a student's paper?"

"Unfortunately, yes."

Mrs. Maxim's gentle tone was in sharp contrast to the sharp red quill in her hand. After crossing out an entire paragraph, she picked up the telephone receiver placed aside and dialed a series of numbers.

The phone was picked up as soon as it rang, and a cautious voice came from the receiver: "Professor, have you finished correcting my paper?"

"I just finished revising it." Mrs. Maxim pulled the paper to the top and looked at the names of her students. "It's very well written, Sharokin. The good thing about your paper is that it is of great significance to the academic world. It won’t have any impact at all.”