"Fred and George often got points deducted by Snape, but weren't they doing just fine?
By the way, can I go to Hagrid's hut with you?"
"No problem, if you want to."
At 3:05 in the afternoon.
They stood outside Hagrid's hut.
"Oh, children, come in!"
Hagrid hurriedly ushered Darren and the other two inside.
Hagrid's wooden hut had only one room.
Hams and pheasants hung from the ceiling.
A large bed stood in the corner.
Very large.
It was covered with a patchwork quilt.
A large dog named Fang was tied beside the door.
"Here, have some water!"
Hagrid took out three cups and poured each of them a cup of tea.
Darren cautiously took a sip.
It did not have any strange taste, but it did not suit his palate either.
So he set it back down.
Hagrid also brought out several Rock Cakes and placed them on the table.
Although most fanfics had people refuse these things, Darren was still curious enough to try one.
It was extremely hard, somewhat like the teething biscuits he had bought before transmigrating.
Back then, he had skipped meals to lose weight. Whenever he was truly hungry, he would gnaw on teething biscuits for a while.
Rock Cakes were similar to those biscuits.
But they actually seemed to taste pretty good.
He could take some back as a midnight snack. If he got hungry at night, he could chew on one.
Seeing Darren's expression, Harry and Ron thought the Rock Cakes must taste good.
As a result, the cakes nearly cracked their teeth.
To be polite.
The two of them could only pretend to enjoy them while holding the cakes in their hands and telling Hagrid about what had happened at school over the past few days.
They focused especially on