After dinner, it was still fairly early, so Harley and Hermione decided to visit Hagrid.
The doghouse outside Hagrid's Hut was empty, while the cabin was lit up.
Harley knocked on the door. After a long while, Hagrid finally barked, "Come in."
The two girls pushed open the door and saw Hagrid wiping down the table.
The bed behind him was spotless. He had stuffed the bedding and his clothes into an old wooden trunk.
His hunting dog, Fang, was lying on the floor drinking milk. Black, however, didn't spare the milk a glance. He watched Hagrid with concern, his tail no longer wagging.
When he saw Harley, Hagrid instinctively tried to hide the dusty barrels behind him, then managed a weak smile.
"Harley, Hermione, you're here?"
Hagrid's voice was full of sorrow, and even Fang lifted his head and whimpered.
Black licked Hagrid's hand, then slipped over to Harley.
He sympathized with his old friend, but his goddaughter came first.
"I think this must be a brand-new record." Hagrid dejectedly tossed aside the rag and slumped into a chair.
"Never... I don't think there's ever been a professor who only lasted a day, but I've done it."
"I'll definitely be fired, and I'll lose my jobs as Keeper of Keys and gamekeeper."
"The School Governors know about it too... They think I was too reckless... I should have started with an easier creature, like a Flobberworm."
"It's all my fault."
Hermione did her best to comfort Hagrid, telling him that Malfoy's injuries weren't serious.
Besides, this was just a normal classroom accident. Other professors had had even worse accidents.
For instance, explosions were a regular occurrence in Professor Snape's class. Even separating Seamus and Neville hadn't helped much.
But Hagrid still looked miserable. "But it was Malfoy who got