"So it was you, Su Er." Ron let out a great sigh of relief. As Su Er closed the door again, Ron's mouth started running once more, bitterly complaining about his experiences in the Potions class that had just ended.
"Whose head is as big as a troll's? Just listen to the things he said. Is that how a professor should speak to a student? I ought to go to the Headmaster's Office and report Snape. He's completely put me off Potions."
"I thought you'd be used to it by now." Harry couldn't help shrugging. "Because I am. Just pretend you can't hear him."
Ron started grumbling again, while Neville took tiny sips of the strong tea Hagrid had poured him.
From Ron's words, Su Er understood that the real reason for his resentment was that Snape had seized on a small mistake he had made in Potions class and berated him for a full five minutes.
Well, it also had something to do with Harry being right next to Ron.
The points deducted were a minor matter. It was Snape's venomous words that had hurt Ron's pride somewhat.
"Have some tea, Su Er. It's awfully cold outside, isn't it?" Smiling, Hagrid brought over a cup of tea that was a deep green throughout.
Oh, strong tea again. Unable to turn down Hagrid's kindness, Su Er merely pretended to take a sip. The level of the liquid didn't drop at all. He cast a pitying glance at Neville nearby. The poor boy probably wouldn't be sleeping tonight.
Hagrid-brand insomnia tea, a blessing for the drowsy.
"All right, Ron. It's a good thing that Professor Snape holds his students to strict standards. He's not that bad," Hagrid said loudly, pushing a plate of something sticky-looking closer to Su Er.
"Try some.