Chapter 170 What Is a Hidden Rich Man?

"Quick, quick, let's group them into groups. The clothes are already dirty anyway. Will they get dirtier?"

In an open space near the Forbidden Forest, William, dressed in rain gear, spoke in a language that was not quite human.

The children following behind were unable to complain - the heavy rain for days had made the roads throughout Hogwarts extremely muddy, and in the short time they had walked there, the hem of their robes had turned into the color of mud.

As for the moisture on their bodies, that was a matter of course. They were not as well-armed as professors, so they would have been soaked all the way here.

"Get active and be careful of catching a cold."

William raised his voice loudly, "Don't worry, the kitchen has prepared hot soup for you. I have also made a reservation with the hospital for medicine to treat colds, so there is no need to worry about any logistical problems!"

Amid the thick curtain of rain, William's magically amplified voice spread quite far, leaving the students who had been divided into teams at a loss for what to say.

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"William!"

Hagrid's voice is as obvious as his body shape - that delicate little pink umbrella is held in Hagrid's hand, and it looks funny no matter how you look at it.

‘Is this umbrella too small? Besides, why doesn’t Hagrid open it? ’

William subconsciously thought of this question.

‘A concealed weapon? Magic wand? No, giants and fairies can't have wands, but mixed-bloods can, right? ’

William, who couldn't think clearly for a while, didn't dwell on the question, "Hagrid, why are you here?"

"I heard your voice, William -" Hagrid smiled and twirled the umbrella in his hand, "Are you in class?"

"Well, yes, I think this kind of extreme environment spellcasting should be a good try for them -"

As William spoke, he paid attention to the students with the corner of his eye. This class was still dangerous, and he didn't want these children to get any strange injuries.

"Be careful, Rhys, we are not allowed to try that curse!"

After William used an Iron Armor Curse to help block a more aggressive evil curse, he shouted at the attacking kid.

"No problem, Professor!"

The scolded student responded happily, and then rolled past the opponent's petrifying spell in return.

They adapted to the rainy weather faster than William imagined, as if their robes would not get wet again once they were soaked. They did not care whether they stepped in water or mud, and they played extremely happily.

'Why does it feel like a child playing with water -' William shook his head and looked at Hagrid again, "Hagrid, how are you doing lately? This damn rainy day seems like it will never end, it's giving me a headache."

"Haha," Hagrid smiled, "Just get used to it. October is always like this at Hogwarts, and it almost stops in November."

"It will be much better in April and May than it is now. Does this count as a year of study and life getting better and better?"

Such philosophical words are not what you said...

"Break the curse! Aren't you going to take responsibility if I'm knocked unconscious?"

William turned his face sideways and shouted to another child, "One point for Ravenclaw! Undo the curse in one minute, and then continue!"

"No problem, Professor. If I knock it down a few more times, will I get more points?"

The student who was yelled at didn't mean to be unhappy at all. He quickly ran over to undo the spell for the student on the opposite side and responded with a smile at William.

"You're dreaming, kid," William said with an unceremonious expression. "The person who was found to have brushed his points went to clean the toilet. There is mud everywhere in the castle these days, and there are not enough manpower."

The students laughed, but waved the wands in their hands more vigorously - not being able to score points and not being able to score are two different things.

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"It's time, get out of class is over."

"Professor, there are still ten minutes until get out of class ends!"

When William announced that get out of class was over, a group of students who were having fun even became addicted to attacking each other in the rain and mud, completely losing the reluctance they had in the previous class.

"There are still classes. Do you plan to meet other professors like this? Especially girls, I don't think you would be happy not to be seen in the castle corridor like this, right?"

A group of mud monkeys now realized that they could no longer distinguish the color of each other's robes, so they hurriedly rushed towards the castle.

Just like William said, these seventh graders are now the big brothers of each college. If the first and second graders see this, the reputation they have gained all the way to Hogwarts will be completely ruined...

"The kitchen should have sent the soup to the common room! I also said hello to the school hospital. Today they have three times the amount of cold medicine as before. Those who feel uncomfortable, please remember to pick up the medicine!"

William shouted after a group of running students, making sure they could all hear.

Hagrid on the side was already smiling from ear to ear - "William, are you done with your class today? Are you going to have a drink?"

"Sure, let's go have a drink."

According to the original plan that William had made for himself, he should now read the information. However, the plan could not keep up with the change. In his current state, he was already very reluctant to attend class. If he continued to study the information, he would be so irritable that he would not be able to read anything.

‘I really can’t read it anymore,’ William sighed. The good mood he had been in during class disappeared after he thought about the information.

‘How can such disgusting magical creatures exist in the world! ’

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Hagrid's room was much warmer than William expected. The warm room slightly pushed away the cold that penetrated William's bones.

"How have you been, William?"

Hagrid asked, taking out the whiskey.

"It's terrible, the rain at Hogwarts is ten times worse than I imagined," William took a sip of the strong drink and frowned - he was a little unaccustomed to this.

"I can see that you are the first one to enter this room and you don't mind the heat." Hagrid smiled, raised his bucket-sized cup, and took a long sip. "I discovered something good recently."

"nice one?"

William took another sip, adjusting to the taste, "You are so uncertain, have you discovered a dragon?"

"Dragon? I raised him last year - but I gave him away in the end. Poor little Norbert, he was only the size of a puppy when he was hatched..."

William almost spit out his drink, "Have you ever raised a dragon?"

"Yes, I raised it secretly and had to give it away in the end. Poor Norbert, I hatched it from the egg, from such a small one to so big-" Hagrid gestured with his hands, and then took a swig. He took a big sip and then raised his head, as if recalling something.

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William didn't know what to say for a moment. Raising dragons privately was a serious illegal act - the existence of dragon eggs itself was illegal, let alone hatching dragons from them and raising them. This series of actions was very illegal. Kaban is a sure thing, and there is a high probability that he will not be in the light-duty prison area, but will go directly to further his studies...

"Then Hagrid, what are you raising?"

"Fire Crabs (Note 1), the rainy season is coming. I am considering reducing their aggression, and then train a group of pets to give to the professors. They are much better than fireplaces."

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'Thank you Hagrid, but I'm afraid my office will be burned down by this guy...'

Although William had never learned or encountered this magical creature, as they were talking, the temperature in the room became a little higher - saying that it would be good to send this kind of creature to the Turkish bath...

"Can I see them?"

William said something casual, but Hagrid took it seriously, "Of course, of course, I believe they will like it. To be honest, it is not easy to control these grumpy guys. I spent a lot of effort to prevent them from attacking at will." I."

"Come on, William, over here, they seem to be in a good mood now."

Hagrid greeted William in a low voice, and William approached him cautiously, holding the wand tightly in his hand.

"No, look, that one is laying eggs."

Hagrid pointed his finger.

‘Is this a crab? ’

William looked at Hagrid's hand and was stunned - there was no crab, it was obviously a turtle-like creature!

Although the name does not live up to its name, I have to admit that the appearance of the fire crab is really scary - the shell of this magical creature has bright jewelry, which flashes and flashes. The pattern does not look like acquired inlay at all. of.

"The jewelry?"

"Of course, it's true. The fire crab's shell is full of jewels," Hagrid grinned. "Even the goblins of Gringotts admit the authenticity of those jewels. They are beautiful, aren't they?"

No creature looks good wearing all the jewelry on its back...

William admitted that he was a common man.

"It's a pity that it's too aggressive. I'm still thinking of ways to weaken it. Otherwise, keeping one in the fireplace is really the best choice during the rainy season..."

"By the way, William, two of the first-generation fire crabs died. You are very good at brewing potions. Do you need to use them to make crucibles?"

"It's too expensive, forget it,"

William shook his head desperately - Hagrid reminded him before he remembered that fire crab shells are one of the best materials for making crucibles. The crucibles produced beat ordinary crucibles in many indicators. The only disadvantage is that they are expensive. No one would even think of using it as a crucible.

"It doesn't matter. The second generation will probably die soon. By then, the debt of the Fire Crab will be settled. There is no shortage of these two (Note 2)."

Hagrid didn't listen to William's explanation at all and began to rummage in his cabinet.

"No, these two should be enough to make a crucible. I don't know much about it. If the materials are not enough, you have to wait. I'm afraid it will require the death of the third generation."

The crab shell wrapped in crude oil paper was stuffed into William's hand, and the warm feeling made William subconsciously hold on to it - the warmth of the rainy day was too hard for him to refuse.

"sky!"

As soon as Hagrid had a smile on his face, he was interrupted by an exclamation. He quickly ran to the breeding area - there were already several flames shooting into the sky.

"What do you need me to do?"

William asked quickly.

"Sorry, William, you have to leave. These guys are more afraid of life than I thought. They think you are a danger and are ready to attack. If you stay any longer, I'm afraid I won't be able to appease them."

Hagrid looked embarrassed, "I'll drink some other time. Sorry William, this is all I can do today -"

As a flash of fire lit up, what Hagrid had just said was interrupted again.

"I was actually driven away by a fire crab that looked like a turtle..."

'I know how to use a crucible, but I don't know how to do it - why don't I find Singed? ’

An alchemy professor would really be messing around if he couldn't make a crucible, let alone a professor at Hogwarts.

‘How do you feel that the teaching resources I have at the free prostitute school are still things that the students can’t do at all? ’

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journal

(vacant) rain

Damn the weather, I didn’t even bother to look up the date.

I enjoyed the class, but it was basically useless.

That kind of education model that makes students make a little fool of themselves, although not bad, does not bring me happiness, but the temporary satisfaction brought by bullying people similar to that place.

this is not right.

When the cold comes, the chill is even heavier than before - obviously both the rainfall and the temperature are much better than yesterday.

Even chocolate doesn’t work that well anymore…

Even with chocolate in my mouth, I lazily thought about doing nothing while writing in my diary, just lying next to the fireplace...

(cross out)

The shells of fire crabs were more useful than I thought. Professor Singed took one and said he would give me the product in a week. The remaining one was left in my hand.

It feels warm to the touch, which is more comfortable than phoenix feathers - this is amazing. Obviously, in terms of rarity, phoenix feathers are even better.

Now only chocolate and the shell of fire crab can bring me a little warmth.

journal

(vacant) rain

Still a day when I don’t want to check the time

Aphra, the troublemaker, is finally out of confinement.

Without classes, I spent the whole morning decadent in front of the fireplace, hugging the shell of a fire crab and fell asleep.

I can't believe that's what I would do - if Adams hadn't knocked on the door with Aphra, maybe this decadence could have lasted all day?

All the plans were messed up, and I spent the whole afternoon playing with Aphra.

A disastrous October.

Considering that I want to be a professor at Hogwarts in the future, do I have to arrange everything in September?

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(vacant) rain

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journal

Sunny on October 28th

The rain finally stopped! The long-lost strength is back!

Hagrid and Adams both said that today should be the last moment of the rainy season!

Even Professor Trelawney, who was nowhere to be seen in daily life, made a special appearance at the dinner table - saying that the divination result was that the rainy season had passed!

Long live!

It's a pity that I only have a few test papers left - I don't have time to write in my diary today, I have to write out the papers!

Note 1: The fire crab is a magical creature that looks like a turtle and is native to Fiji. It has different colored jewels on its shell. Fire crabs can shoot flames from their tails when they think they're under attack - and their shells are valuable for making cauldrons.

Note 2; In Goblet of Fire, Hagrid cultivated the Explosive-Tailed Skrewt - a creature created from a manticore and 60 fire crabs. As mentioned above, the fire crab's shell is full of jewels, so what Slughorn took away in Part 6 is really nothing to Hagrid...