Hagrid's Slip-Up

It was almost three in the afternoon when Harry, Ron, and Ryan left the common room and prepared to head towards Hagrid's Hut outside the castle.

As I descended from the sixth floor to the fifth, the staircase suddenly turned, and the exit became the fourth floor in a different direction. It was a door leading to the entrance of the Fourth-Floor Forbidden Area.

Originally, if they realized they had gone the wrong way, they could have just turned back. However, Mrs. Norris spotted them, and before they could even turn the corner and go downstairs, Filch appeared and started causing trouble again, saying that they had deliberately tried to enter a restricted area and threatening to lock them in the dungeon.

Just as Ryan was about to Petrificus Totalus the strange old man, Snape appeared.

"Filch? What's going on?" Snape said softly.

"Professor Snape, these two students are trying to break into the restricted area on the fourth floor," Filch said hurriedly.

"Oh, I think they've gone the wrong way," Snape said.

"Yes, Professor, we were looking for Hagrid, and we didn't notice him when we went downstairs," Harry said, staring at those green eyes.

"That's right," Ron agreed.

"Filch, is there anything else?" Snape turned his head slightly, his brow furrowed.

"It's nothing." Then Filch picked up Mrs. Norris and walked away, grumbling.

"Alright, Potter, Weasley, remember to be back in the common room early tonight." Snape's sallow face remained expressionless. He flicked his long black cloak, turned, and left.

"Harry, Dudley's words are definitely true. He's definitely a friend of your mother," Ron said, taking a deep breath and sounding relieved.

"Then why?" Harry asked, puzzled.

"Harry, I don't know if anyone has told you, but you look exactly like your father, except for your eyes, which are just like your mother's," Ryan said after finishing his melon.

"Ah, so Professor Snape blamed my father for angering Voldemort and causing my mother's death, which is why he looked at me with such disgust during the Sorting Ceremony?"

"Yes, that must be it," Harry guessed confidently, while Ryan looked speechless.

Then they left the castle, crossed the fields, and headed toward the cabin at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

There was a stone bow and a pair of rubber overshoes in front of the gate, still in the same style. Ryan couldn't help but look at the crooked tree not far away. That tree was the one he often stayed in when he Phoenix Metamorphosis.

For a period of time, he frantically observed the relationship between Hagrid and the Forbidden Forest, and all the findings were used for the construction of the new Smith Castle.

When Harry knocked on the door, they heard a tense struggle and a few low barks coming from inside.

This must be Fang. Although Fang is timid, he is very affectionate. Sure enough, he could smell the scent of strangers through the door.

Sure enough, Hagrid's voice came from behind the door. He repeatedly told Fang to back away. After a while, Hagrid opened the door a crack, revealing his thick, messy eyebrows and beetle-like black eyes.

Hagrid then let them in, while desperately grabbing the collar of a huge black hound.

The cabin has only one room.

Hams and pheasants hung from the ceiling, a copper kettle boiled water in a brazier, and a large bed stood in the corner with bedding pieced together from scraps of cloth.

Hagrid loosened his collar, and the enthusiastic giant dog immediately bypassed Ryan and pounced on Ron to the ground and spitting saliva all over Ron face.

"Well, Fang not as fierce as you look, are you? You're the Weasley family's little brother, right?" Hagrid looked at Ron's fiery red hair and his freckled face.

At this moment, Ron struggled to his feet, pulling at his pants to avoid being pulled down by Fang, while Hagrid brewed tea and took out the legendary Rock Cakes, placing it on a wooden plate.

"Fortunately, you're Ravenclaw, unlike your twin brother, whom I spent almost my entire life trying to drive out of the Forbidden Forest."

"Hagrid, this is Ryan." Harry suddenly pulled Ryan out of the room, who was enjoying his Rock Cakes. Harry looked relieved, probably because the Rock Cakes was too hard for Harry to appreciate. In the Harry Potter novels, from his own perspective, Rock Cakes was a terrifying food that could almost break his teeth.

And so, Ryan happened to be right there, completely invisible, happily eating his pancake. Better to die for a friend than for myself—isn't that the truth of the ages?

"That little devil Harry Potter has really gone astray," Ryan thought to himself.

"Sorry, I wasn't paying attention." Hagrid stroked his beard and rubbed his eyes.

"Is it delicious?" Hagrid asked.

"It's very chewy, the filling is beef, with black pepper and onions added," Ryan said.

Then, Ryan and Hagrid discussed this issue. Ryan repeatedly asked about the secret to making the noodles chewy, and only after repeated inquiries did Hagrid reluctantly agree.

It was only then that Hagrid noticed Harry was still there, and he was a little annoyed.

"What's wrong with Harry?" Hagrid asked with concern, forgetting Ron again. Hagrid's sudden approach almost made Ron choke.

While Ryan was talking, Ron discovered the correct way to eat it: hold it in your mouth until it softens, then just use your tongue to scoop out the meat filling and eat it.

"It's nothing, we were just caught by Filch when we got here. It's all Mrs. Norris's fault. We were just lost, but he said we deliberately went into the fourth floor. Luckily, Professor Snape came to our rescue." Harry said gloomily, completely unaware that Fang had his head on his lap, his drool soaking a large patch of his robe.

Ron, who had come back to life after drinking some tea, nodded in agreement.

"That old idiot! Always causing trouble, and that cat, that Mrs. Norris, every time I go to school, it follows me everywhere, I can't shake it off. It must be that old idiot's doing," Hagrid said irritably, while Harry and Ron were very happy.

While Ryan disliked Filch, he understood him somewhat in this respect. Hagrid was too careless and always managed to break things and bring in dirt. As Squib, Filch didn't know magic, and if it weren't for magical tools and the wizarding world's powerful Cleaning agents, he would probably have been exhausted.

Hagrid is also unable to use magic openly, and he is unable to repair certain damage in a timely manner.

"Professor Snape? Harry, he got you out of trouble?" Hagrid shouted as if he had discovered a new continent, waking Ryan from his thoughts. This forced Ryan to "reluctantly" pick up another piece of Rock Cakes and devour it.

"What? Is something wrong?" Harry asked, puzzled.

"I mean, what about him? Isn't he? Oh dear, that's not something I should be saying." Hagrid suddenly started rambling, and Harry and Ron frowned.