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On the way, he also saw real ghosts floating in the castle, and a ghost dressed as a monk greeted him very friendly.
Hu Xiuwu politely returned the gift, but he felt deeply moved in his heart. If humans and ghosts lived together in China, it would definitely be denounced as heresy, but in Hogwarts it was a common and trivial matter.
The differences in concepts between the East and the West are indeed significant.
Wait, where is this?
The previous second, Hu Xiuwu was still lamenting the differences in concepts between the East and the West, and the next second, Hu Xiuwu found himself in a dead end.
At the end of the front stairs was a thick, cold stone wall.
This is impossible!
Hu Xiuwu was certain that he had not taken the wrong path. This was the road he had just walked with Professor McGonagall, so how could he have remembered it wrong? Besides, even his brain didn't remind him that he had taken the wrong road, so it definitely had nothing to do with his memory.
However, the final result mocked him, and he still reached a dead end.
There are only two possibilities. Either he has fallen into some kind of illusion, or there are mechanisms on these stairs.
But when he closed his eyes and looked inward, he found that all twenty-four spirits were awake, without any signs of sluggishness or confusion. The commands issued by his original spirit also ran smoothly, without any stagnation.
Either he was trapped in an illusion, or there was something wrong with the stairs themselves. Was it a formation like the Hanging Soul Staircase, or was there some other mystery?
Hu Xiuwu looked at each staircase carefully. Under his gaze, a section of stairs was moved from the third floor to the middle of the fourth floor in front of him, side by side with the original staircase, just like a useless wisdom tooth growing next to a normal tooth, which was completely useless.
This? Is this staircase slacking off? Even the stairs have learned to slack off!
If these stairs could be moved, then the route he had just memorized would be completely useless. If he wanted to travel normally on these stairs, he would probably need to live in Hogwarts for a while to become familiar with how the stairs turned.
Could it be that this is what Dumbledore meant by 'slowly enjoying' the scenery? If I spend more time walking on these stairs, I should be able to get out. If I can't get out after walking around for a long time, how can the freshmen attend classes?
What Dumbledore meant was that I should not be in a hurry, but walk slowly and appreciate the beauty of Hogwarts.
Forget it, forget it, I'll enjoy it next time. I can't walk up the stairs, and I can't try another route.
He just changed direction and didn't care which floor it was. Hu Xiuwu pushed the door open and went in.
School hasn't started yet, and the corridor is empty and quiet. All the sounds are amplified, making it seem a bit deserted. However, Hu Xiuwu just caught a glimpse of a short figure cleaning the corridor, but when he turned around, he found that the figure had disappeared.
Recalling that figure, Hu Xiuwu looked a little strange. Big ears and big eyes, short stature, and grey wrinkled skin. How come he looked a bit like the leprechaun in British legend?
The layout of the classroom is very different from that of an oriental classroom.
The classrooms at Hogwarts are somewhat similar to Chinese cafeterias, with long tables lined up side by side and students sitting opposite each other, leaving a wide aisle in the middle for teachers to walk.
It is very Athenian style, with the teacher surrounded by students, talking and imparting knowledge.
Fortunately, although the layout and style are different, the classroom still has what Hu Xiuwu wants, a window to the outside world.
Without touching anything in the classroom, Hu Xiuwu walked straight to the window.
Pushing open the window, the warm and humid summer breeze blew slowly, the curtains billowed, the pages of the book turned, and Hu Xiuwu threw out the Three Corpse Needles.
The Three Corpse Needles were like arrows shot from a strong bow, leaving only a black meteor-like afterimage trail in the air.
Fortunately, Hogwarts is just a school now, and it is not as heavily guarded as before, so there is still a way out for me.
Hu Xiuwu secretly rejoiced, stepped on the window frame and flipped out of the classroom, leaped out, and relaxed, letting gravity carry him down.
The Three Corpse Needles drew an arc in the air, turned back, and just caught Hu Xiuwu.
Perhaps to make up for not listening to Hu Xiuwu just now, Yu Jingzi diligently carried Hu Xiuwu on his back and headed towards the deep and dense forest in the distance.
Located in the same campus, the Forbidden Forest is not too far from the castle. It took Hu Xiuwu more than ten minutes of walking on the Three Corpse Needles to see the edge of the forest and the wooden house that Dumbledore mentioned.
The old wooden house was very simple, not as luxurious as Hogwarts, but it was built very tall. There was a circle of wall outside the house, and a few chickens were kept inside.
Hu Xiuwu jumped off the Three Corpse Needles and knocked on the door of the wooden house politely.
Hear the dog barking before hearing the human voice.
I heard a dog barking excitedly in the wooden house, and then I heard the sound of the dog's paws rubbing against the wooden door.
"Fang! Stop shouting. No students will be sent here until tomorrow. It can't be Harry and Ron. Who is coming?"
The people in the house scolded the hounds, pulled the iron bolt and opened the door.
A three-meter-tall, sturdy giant opened the door. An English hound as strong as a wolf stuck to the giant's feet and bared its teeth at Hu Xiuwu.
But as soon as Hu Xiuwu lowered his head to look at it, it tucked its tail between its legs and ran back to the wooden house.
He looks so powerful, but I didn't expect him to be such a coward.
"who are you?"
The giant's loud voice drew Hu Xiuwu's attention back. The giant's hair was messy and spread out, and combined with his beard, it was difficult to see his appearance clearly.
"I'm Hu Xiuwu, here to participate in the Goblet of Fire."
Hu Xiuwu said hesitantly: "Are you Professor Rubeus Hagrid?"
It's not that Hu Xiuwu judges people by their appearance, but the giant's face doesn't really look like a professor. The calluses on his hands and his strong arms make him look more like an experienced and sophisticated hunter.
Hagrid had an unusually good temper. When he heard Hu Xiuwu calling him professor, he seemed a little shy. He scratched his lion-like hair and said honestly:
"I'm Rubeus Hagrid. You don't have to call me professor, just call me Hagrid. What do you want to see me for?"
Hu Xiuwu said: "Principal Dumbledore asked me to come. Smith Dumbledore and I are friends. I heard that he was here, so I came to see him."
"Dumbledore asked you to come. Why didn't you tell me earlier? Come in."
When Hagrid heard that it was Dumbledore's words, he believed Hu Xiuwu without even verifying it, because this was Hogwarts.
He warmly welcomed Hu Xiuwu in and invited him to sit down next to the tea table.
The cabin was a mess, with everything in it. There was a fireplace under the chimney, bows and arrows hanging on the wall, and a large and thick moleskin coat. There was also a book with fangs and fur on the table?
In addition, Hu Xiuwu also saw blankets and ropes woven from various spiritual hairs. Even the cushion he was sitting on would be a rare and precious material in the hands of an alchemist.
But in Hagrid's house, it was just a cushion for buttocks. I really don't know whether Hagrid is rich, heartless, or both.
"Smith is still researching in the Forbidden Forest. I'm afraid he won't be back until dark."
"Speaking of which, I've never been a professor before and have no experience at all. It was only thanks to Smith's help that I didn't get into trouble last year."
Still haunted by what happened in the previous school year, Hagrid was grateful for Deng Youfu's help while making hot tea for Hu Xiuwu.
Hearing Hagrid's words, Hu Xiuwu reluctantly moved his eyes away from the pink umbrella behind the door. Fearing that Hagrid would misunderstand him, he changed the subject:
"Smith, did you tell me why he stayed here?"
Hagrid brought a pot of hot tea and some homemade desserts:
"I'm not sure either. He seemed to say that he wanted to bring the Forbidden Forest back home."
Chapter 231: Rebuilding Hometown
Bring the Forbidden Forest home? What does that mean?
"Come and try my refreshments. Harry and Ron both like rock cakes very much."
Hu Xiuwu was still pondering the meaning of Hagrid's previous sentence when a cup of black tea was thrust into his face, and the hot tea in the cup almost spilled out.
After Hu Xiuwu thanked him and took the teacup, Hagrid enthusiastically handed him a piece of cake the size of an ordinary bowl.
Sniff~sniff.
Holding the cake in his hand, Hu Xiuwu smelled it. The appearance of the rock cake looked like a small cake sprinkled with raisins, but the weight of the cake was wrong. It was too heavy.
With my eyes closed and weighing it in my hand, I thought I was holding a brick coated with butter.
Don't try some dark cuisine.
Hu Xiuwu was not too sure, because he had heard about the charm of British cuisine before coming here. The three classic British dishes are French fries, mashed potatoes, and potato pancakes.
Took a tentative bite, Kaku!
The sound of wood breaking came from Hu Xiuwu's mouth, as if wood had fallen into a wood chipper. The big hound Yaya next to him was stunned, and saliva from the corners of his mouth flowed to the ground.
Usually, Yaya uses Rock Biscuits as teething sticks. This is the first time it has seen someone bite Rock Biscuits into pieces like Hagrid.
Could it be that Hagrid changed the way of making it? Fang lowered his head and sniffed the rock cake next to the food bowl.
You're lying, it's clearly the same as before.
Yaya pushed the rock cake aside in disappointment, buried his head in the food bowl, and gnawed on his own meat stick.
It's confirmed, this is a monster like Hagrid.
Hu Xiuwu, who has made some achievements in practicing the "Huangting Sutra", has an amazing physical strength, almost comparable to the Quanzhen disciples who practice the Quanzhen Longmen Heart Method.
It's just a dessert as hard as rock. If necessary, he can even bite the stone into pieces, and his teeth can also become his weapon.
"Hmm~"
Hu Xiuwu licked the cookie crumbs off his lips, smacked his lips and savored the flavor in his mouth. As a seasoned gourmet, he commented:
"It's OK. It tastes good and crunchy, similar to the feeling of eating an apple, but a little sweet. There's a bit too much sugar, but there are plenty of raisins. It's just that my mouth feels a little dry after eating too much, but it goes well with tea. Overall, it's pretty good."
Hagrid was very happy that someone appreciated his cooking skills, and pushed the bowl of cake towards Hu Xiuwu, asking him to eat more.
It has been a long time since anyone could accompany him to taste dessert. Food should be shared to appreciate its flavor, and hotpot is the most shareable and lively food in the world and is the most popular.
When you are tasting food and chatting with people, you won't feel that time passes slowly. When the conversation was in high spirits, Hagrid even took out his treasured secret mead made by Madam Rosmerta and drank it with Hu Xiuwu.
Hagrid is kind and simple, but this does not prevent him from punching a wizard's head. He is a half-giant with a strong physique and strong magic resistance. Many magics have no effect on him. Even an eight-eyed giant spider as big as a car cannot break free from his arms.
However, the powerful hybrid giant still lost to the Taoist who practiced the "Huangting Sutra".
After drinking a few bottles of mead, emptying a bowl of rock cakes, and eating two pieces of barbecue, Hagrid was the first to get drunk. Once drunk, Hagrid could not close his big mouth.
Holding Hu Xiuwu's hand, he told him over and over again all the strange stories that happened after Harry Potter entered school a few years ago.
Harry Potter and the Norwegian Spinosaurus, Harry Potter and the Basilisk, and then Harry Potter and the Dementors.
After listening to Hagrid repeating it over and over again, Hu Xiuwu felt that he could even pretend to be a student who studied here in the past few years.
Bang!
The wooden door was pushed open from the outside, and Hu Xiuwu and Hagrid looked towards the door.
"Hey! Smith, your friend is here to see you. Would you like to come over too?"
Hagrid was drunk, his face was like a hairy strawberry, he raised his wine glass and shouted to Deng Youfu at the door, then he put his arm around Hu Xiuwu's shoulder and slapped his back, making a few dull sounds, like a sledgehammer hitting solid wood.
The drunk man didn't use any degree of restraint when hitting him. Deng Youfu's eyes twitched when he saw these heavy blows. Without asking Uncle Liu Kunsheng to take over, he was hit by two heavy hammers from the hybrid giant, and two bones were definitely broken.