Harry Potter: Glory of the King

To be honest, everyone except Hagrid didn't sleep well this night.

Hagrid was called by an owl because he subscribed to the Daily Prophet, and the owl needed him to pay for it. Hagrid paid the money and almost woke up. He glanced around, and repeatedly refused Wang Jin’s intention to invite him into the house last night. Hagrid chose to spend the night in the tent that Wang Jin took out. This tent was originally bought for the family’s outing, considering the children. It might grow up, so it was a four-person tent, but even so, Hagrid still had to stick his feet out of the tent. He did not refuse the bedding provided by Anna, so he slept more sweetly than usual.

Since everyone took a bath and rested last night, no one got up except Ona.

Ona still woke up early for the morning exercise, Hagrid watched with interest as Ona finished the morning exercise.

"Your name is... Ona?" Hagrid couldn't help asking, recalling the eagle he saw last night.

"Yes. Mr. Hagrid." Ona took the towel and wiped his sweat. "Is there anything I can help? I'll get you something to eat?"

"Oh, thank you so much, it's great for Harry to meet a friend like you! And I'm glad you joined Hogwarts." Hagrid did feel a little hungry. "By the way, I seemed to see a beautiful eagle in your house yesterday?"

"Yes," Ona stopped as he was about to go inside. "There is one. I want to ask, can I take it to school?"

"Oh?" Hagrid became interested. "Generally speaking, new students bring owls and toads. Can your eagle deliver letters?"

"I don't know, but I believe he should be able to deliver the letter." Ona glanced at the attic, and Mahaha had already poked his head out of the window.

"What a beautiful bird!" Hagrid also saw it. "Can I touch him?"

"Mamahaha, come down!" Ona shouted, and Mamahaha flew over without hesitation and landed on Ona's shoulder.

"Awesome!" Hagrid approached cautiously. "It's just a bit smaller. But compared to other owls, this little guy is much better!"

Ona silently glanced at Hagrid's size, well, compared to him, Mahaha is a little guy.

"If the castle doesn't allow you to raise it, don't worry, you call him Mamahaha, right? Put me there, I live in a cabin by the forbidden forest, he will like the environment there." Hagrid touched When I touched Mamaha, I was in a good mood to see that he was not afraid of myself.

"Then if there is a need, I will trouble you." Ona doesn't mind. Mahaha is connected with him and can call remotely. Of course, he can only let Mahaha know that Ona needs him to show up and what to do. Communicate face to face.

"Okay, Mahaha, you accompany Mr. Hagrid for a while. I'll get some food and ask everyone to get up by the way." Ona saw that Mahaha did not seem to resist Hagrid, and he was relieved to let Mahaha and the sea Being alone, Ma Maha nodded and flew on Hagrid’s shoulders, making Hagrid unhappy. He took out two dormouses (cough cough...just treat them as Hagrid’s pets), Ma Maha is not hypocritical either , He eats meat.

Ona first went to the master bedroom to wake up his parents, and then began to prepare breakfast. The girls asked Anna to be responsible for the call. As for Harry, wait until breakfast is ready before calling him—girls usually need more time to come. ready to go out.

Harry was sleeping in the guest room, and Ona knocked on the door politely.

"Please come in." After a while, Harry's voice came.

"It's time to get up." Ona opened the door and looked at Harry, who was sleeping with messy hair—although it was usually messy. "Mr. Hagrid is still waiting for us to go shopping together."

"Okay." Harry put on the new glasses hurriedly. "I'll be fine right away."

Ona smiled, went back to the room to take a shower, and Hagrid's breakfast was delivered by Wang Jin.

Harry carefully put on the old Ona's clothes that Wang Jin and Anna deliberately found last night-Ona grew too fast, so some of the clothes could no longer be worn before they were bought, which happened to fit Harry.

When Harry went downstairs for breakfast, Hermione and Glory had just washed up.

After the children had breakfast, Ona took a bath and went downstairs. He called Harry after breakfast.

Wang Jin and Hagrid were sitting in the courtyard chatting. Wang Jin looked curiously at the newspaper in his hand. The photos and characters in it would move, just like animated pictures, which he found very interesting.

The Grangers had also drove to the door. They were responsible for taking the girls, while Harry and Ona were in Wang Jin’s car. As for Hagrid...Everyone was a little bit troubled, but Hagrid didn’t care. He said he had a motorcycle. , Just placed not far away.

"I'll lead the way on a motorcycle. Just follow me." Hagrid said. He just went out and appeared in front of everyone on a motorcycle after a while. To be honest, this motorcycle style At least decades ago...Ona recognized it as a Thunderbird motorcycle made by Triumph. Marlon Brando's car in the 1953 movie "The Speeding Party" was this one. By the calculation, it should be nearly half a century ago.

A motorcycle swaggered through the city. The rider was a giant 2 meters or higher. But strangely, everyone didn’t seem to notice this weird thing. Wang Jin and William behind drove closely. The road to Charles Cross.

Hagrid parked the locomotive on the side of the road, but Wang Jin and William couldn't stop casually. They asked Ona and the others to wait on the side of the road, and then skillfully found a nearby parking space, and they quickly met with everyone.

"Okay, here we are." Hagrid said when everyone was there.

"Where?" Wang Jin looked at the bookstore and record store with a look of suspicion.

"Right here, Broken Cauldron Bar, this is a very famous place." Hagrid first walked towards a small and dirty bar sandwiched between two storefronts, and Ona and others followed him closely.

"Wow." Wang Jin and William couldn't help but exclaimed. They were convinced that they hadn't noticed this place at all, if Hagrid hadn't taken them with them, they had reason to believe that they would never find this place in their lifetime.

This is a dark and dirty place that is not related to being famous. Several old women are drinking sherry with small glasses in the corner, one of them is smoking a long pipe, and a little man in a bowler hat is talking to a The barkeeper, whose hair is almost stripped and grows like a shredded walnut, chats. As soon as Hagrid entered the door, the chattering stopped suddenly, as if everyone knew Hagrid, and they smiled and waved at him. The barkeeper picked up a cup and said, "According to the old rules, Hagrid?"

"No, Tom, I'm working on Hogwarts!" Hagrid patted the barkeeper on the shoulder with his giant palm, and almost didn't press him on the ground.