At breakfast on Sunday, Hagrid sent a note by owl, with a sprawling scrawl that read-"Got everything you wanted-Hagrid."
"Thanks so much, Hagrid." Su Er thanked him as he checked the ingredients and put them one by one into a small cloth bag enchanted with an Extension Charm.
Fang panted and drooled beside them, his beady eyes fixed expectantly on Su Er. He thought that whole pile was edible.
"Haha, I was lucky. I got everything in one shop." Hagrid laughed heartily.
"I didn't go to the match yesterday. How did it turn out?"
"Gryffindor won," Su Er replied, putting the last item into his bag. "But Harry broke his arm."
"What happened?" Hagrid looked worried. "What did Madam Pomfrey say?"
So Su Er told Hagrid exactly what had happened yesterday, including how Lockhart had taken it upon himself to treat Harry and ended up removing all the bones in his arm.
"He's a complete idiot!" Sure enough, Hagrid was furious. "I really don't understand. There are so many outstanding wizards in the wizarding world, but Dumbledore invited him."
Su Er shrugged, expressing his agreement with Hagrid.
"Madam Pomfrey will fix Harry up."
After joining Hagrid in a heated denunciation of Lockhart, who failed to live up to his reputation, Su Er left Hagrid's Hut carrying his little bag.
"Where are you taking me?" Hermione nimbly hopped over a stair that suddenly vanished. With a bulging cauldron on her back, she gave the secretive Su Er a puzzled look.
He had just interrupted her as she was about to light a fire to brew Polyjuice Potion in the little room behind a portrait on the Second Floor.
"If you want to brew Polyjuice Potion, this might not be the safest place."
"Fred and George might have told lots of people