Group Chat "Hagrid's Hut Squad"

Inside Hagrid's Hut, the three little ones had a rare opportunity to truly savor Hagrid's handmade pastries.

Surprisingly, the chewy Rock Cake was surprisingly delicious.

The aroma of wheat and dried fruit is fully released, and the crispness is just right, making it more distinctive than the proper desserts in the Great Hall.

Ron wiped the crumbs from the corner of his mouth, looked expectantly at Lucien, and asked directly:

"Lucien, so the alchemical creation you used to win the championship, ' Instant Whisper,' is that the booklet you gave Harry before?"

His tone carried a clear expectation.

Ron had personally witnessed how Harry used that thin little booklet to communicate and chat in real time with Lucien, who was thousands of miles away.

Ron had long coveted these interesting and magical alchemical items.

Lucien smiled slightly, took out several brand-new Instant Whisper he had prepared beforehand from his pocket, and handed them to Ron and Hermione respectively.

"Oh, I have one too?"

Hagrid looked at the large booklet handed to him, scratched his messy hair, and said blankly, forgetting to take it for a moment.

The booklet was much larger than the Instant Whisper given to Ron Hermione, with a durable dark leather cover and reinforced copper-plated corners.

"Of course," Lucien nodded with a smile, "It'll be much easier for you to chat with us from now on; you won't need to send messages to the castle by owls anymore."

"Oh, ho ho, thank you so much, Lucien."

Hagrid then realized what was happening, rubbed his hands vigorously on his thick clothes a few times, and carefully took the book of Instant Whisper.

The Instant Whisper that Lucien gave Hagrid was a special edition, about twice the size of the regular version.

However, this book, "Instant Whisper Ma," seemed just right in the hands of the Half-Giant.

Lucien took out his book of Instant Whisper and showed the back to everyone.

"See this code? It's a unique identifier for each copy of Instant Whisper. When adding someone as a friend, you need to enter this code into the book..."

The three young wizards were extremely excited and immediately bent down to fiddle with it.

Hagrid was no exception; he pulled out his ridiculously long wand and poked and drew on Instant Whisper while muttering incantations.

A few minutes later, they added each other as friends.

Lucien then demonstrated the group chat function:

"You could also create a group chat, bringing a few people together, so that when you send a message, everyone can see it."

He tapped his Instant Whisper a few times, and soon, a line of text appeared simultaneously on Harry and the others' pages:

Lucien created a group chat called "Hagrid's Hut Squad".

Ron's eyes lit up, and he immediately sent a message in the group. "Hey, can you receive it?"

Hermione: "Received."

Harry: "This feature is amazing!"

Hagrid slowly typed for a long time before finally sending a message: "Oh, I'm in the group too."

A burst of cheerful laughter echoed from the cabin.

Lucien continued flipping through the photo album, recounting his experiences in Beauxbatons in conjunction with the animated pictures.

"This is the main palace in Beauxbatons, far more magnificent than the castle, with marble and magical fountains everywhere," he said, pointing to a photograph. "This is their garden; the roses change color on their own..."

The three little ones huddled together to look, occasionally letting out exclamations of surprise.

When Lucien turned to a certain page, a silver-haired girl appeared in the photo.

The two stood side by side in an ice sculpture garden, the girl surrounded by a faint silver halo, smiling at the camera.

A gentle breeze stirred her long hair, and the shimmering silver strands resembled flowing moonlight.

Ron's eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "What a beautiful girl!"

Merlin's hair... it even shines!

Harry adjusted his glasses without saying a word, but his thoughts were exactly the same as Ron's —this girl was truly beautiful, perhaps the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.

Although it was only seen through a magical photograph, the stunning beauty almost overflowed from the image. Since it was a magical photograph, it probably wasn't much different from seeing the real person.

Harry looked at the group photo and suddenly felt that something was off.

The girl's gaze... didn't seem to be entirely focused on the camera?

It seems to have shifted slightly to the side...

Hermione pursed her lips, her gaze subtly shifting between the photograph and Lucien's profile several times, before asking in a low voice:

Are all the girls in Beauxbatons this beautiful? Do they really use Fountain of Fair Fortune every day?