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    On the second day of Christmas, everyone got up very late. In the Gryffindor common room, people chatted one after another, interrupted by yawns from time to time.  Miraculously, there seemed to be no aftermath from the Yule Ball, and most people's lives returned to normal, as if nothing happened last night - Ginny still blushed in front of Harry, Ron and Midgan  They never saw each other again, Lavender and Seamus were not together, and Parvati was still single - Lafite had to maliciously speculate whether Cedric and Qiu Zhang also broke up.

    But his own situation was not much better. Now he started to use the rational part of his brain to think about how to deal with Moody, and used the emotional part to sigh at Hermione's hair that had become messy again.

    ¡°Actually, they look nice when they are soft and smooth, really.¡± He said.

    "Don't be ridiculous, I don't want to spend more than half an hour every day spraying smooth hair spray on my hair." Hermione said very realistically.  And she wore the wire frame that corrected her teeth. The Grangers were both Muggle dentists. They had always insisted that their daughter should use scientific methods to correct her slightly long front teeth instead of insulting them with magic.  professional skills.

    Lafite and Hermione had a disagreement on this issue.  Hermione had been trying to get her parents to let her have her teeth magically reduced, and Raffy had no problem with her slightly larger front teeth, preferring that Hermione keep her hair down.

    "That's enough, do you have to make me unable to quietly complete the two-volume parchment History of Magic homework?" Under Lafite's continuous harassment, Hermione was completely unable to concentrate and finally began to become impatient.

    Lafite huddled aside holding a big ginger hair ball with a hurt look on his face.  He used a very weird standing posture to make his body look smaller, and even exaggeratedly made his eyes look big and watery - Hermione almost rushed to comfort him, but Crookshanks  It was very uncooperative. It hissed loudly, tried its best to rush out of Lafite's arms, climbed on his shoulders and jumped away. Before leaving, it patted his face with its tail.  Lafite was irritated by the cat hair rushing into his nostrils and sneezed. He made a sound of contempt at Crookshanks.  This made the atmosphere he had finally created completely disappear. By the time he came to his senses, Hermione had already sat back and picked up the quill.  Lafite shrugged in annoyance and had no choice but to move closer to Neville to watch the new issue of "The Quibbler."

    "Just plant weeping weeds on onions, and you'll have a chance to harvest your own lucky braley - it can" Lafite read the strange report in the magazine, "This thing is amazing, by the way.  Wei, when did you invite that crazy girl to be your dance partner?"

    "Luna's not crazy," Neville retorted, "Luna's fine."

    Lafite blinked.

    "I met her that day in front of the statue on the third floor and she was looking for her shoes and she said hello - and then I asked her if she would stay at school for Christmas," Neville said. "She said she wanted to see  Look, because you can occasionally see ice crystal cuckoos singing in these lively dances in winter, but no one from the senior class invited her. I thought I didn¡¯t have a dance partner anyway, so I asked her if she wanted to join us. She asked me if I liked dancing.  ¡ª¡ª¡±

    Lafite began to freely draw various images of ice crystal cuckoos in his mind.  "So she wants to dance with you?"

    Neville blushed: "I said I didn't like it - but she said okay, she didn't like it either - and then she agreed. She didn't lie, we really didn't dance that night."

    Lafite felt that the crazy girl¡¯s brain circuitry was very special, and he secretly prayed that Neville would not be affected.  "So have you found the ice cuckoo?" he asked. "Is it glowing white or has blue feathers - or is it simply transparent?"

    My brain had better not be affected, Lafite thought, why would I ask such a stupid question - in fact, I should tell myself that the ice crystal cuckoo does not exist at all.

    "We didn't find it, but Luna said that this kind of creature is very shy and not easy to see." Neville replied.  Suddenly he seemed to think of something and tugged on Lafite's robe. Lafite knew that this meant whispering, so he lowered his body and put his ear close to her.

    "By the way, we went out of the dance party while looking for the ice cuckoo and got lost outside the foyer. You know the rose bushes there are arranged like a maze. Then we somehow ended up at a fountain. We didn't mean to  Eavesdropping." Neville swallowed and lowered his voice, "It was Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim, Hagrid said"

    Lafite listened quietly to Neville's narration, and then sighed greatly at Hagrid's performance: "He shouldn't have said that, right? It's normal for Mrs. Maxim to leave"

    Neville was surprised by his dull reaction: "He is a half-giant! If anyone knew about hisThen he might not be able to stay at Hogwarts, just like Professor Lupin" Neville said dullly, "I don't want to lose Hagrid.  "

    ¡°What¡¯s a hybrid giant? There¡¯s a vampire in my house!¡± Lafite disagreed. ¡°And no one will know about it. Who else would be wandering around in the courtyard at that time?¡±

    Neville thought this made sense, so he continued to open "The Quibbler" and began to discuss with Lafite how to make a weeping plant survive on garlic.

    After the Christmas vacation, students began to devote themselves to the courses of the new semester.  Harry and Ron only remembered in the last three days that they still had to complete their homework, so they had to work all night. Lafite generously lent his homework, but when he returned it, the parchments had become a bit like they had gone through the world.  Great war.

    "Salazar's butt If this thing can't be repaired, you're screwed. I don't want to write this again." Lafite's eyes twitched while holding his tattered history of magic paper, "You can treat my paper gently.  Well, how could you get rid of such lovely parchment?"

    Harry and Ron both blushed: "It wasn't us. Who would have thought there were so many people doing homework that night!"

    Lafite made a stinky face and began to repair his paper. He used the repair spell, but the parchment still looked a little dark, and the small piece of paper missing in the lower right corner could not be restored, so he had to  So handed it over.  Professor Binns had no problem with the paper of his History of Magic homework, but he was very unhappy with his unrestrained and unserious content, so he gave him a D and spent half the class talking about why most of the time this time.  Students' History of Magic papers are so bad.

    Countless students gnashed their teeth at the fact that their assignments were graded either D or P, but at least there was one benefit - after this incident, Lafite was pleasantly surprised to find that no one came to borrow his History of Magic homework anymore.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Generally speaking, the new term started very dull, till the first lesson of Care of Magical Creatures.  In the mood of fighting to the death with the remaining Blast-Ended Skrewts, they braved the cold January wind and arrived at Hagrid's hut, only to see an elderly witch standing at the door.  Her gray hair was cut short and her chin was very prominent.

    "Hurry up, hurry up, the school bell has been ringing for five minutes." She said sharply.  Several students pouted because Hagrid was never so punctual in class.

    "Who are you?" Lafite didn't want to demonstrate his suspicion. In his mind, he began to imagine that Hagrid had changed his taste after being abandoned by Madame Maxime.  "Where's Hagrid?"

    "I'm Professor Graplan." She said crisply, "I'm the temporary substitute teacher for your Care of Magical Creatures class. Hagrid is not feeling well."

    "Merlin, I never thought that Hagrid would be sick!" Lafite said with emotion, the emotional trauma is indeed severe, he thought.

    Professor Graplan seemed to want to say something, but her lips moved and no sound came out.

    ¡°This way,¡± she said, walking around the temporary stables and walking towards the distance.  The students followed behind, stepping on a foot of snow.

    When passing by the stables, Lafite did not smell the usual smell of alcohol.  He glanced inside. Madam Maxime's beloved golden-maned horses were locked and shivering in the corner. The manger in front of them was empty, not to mention single malt whiskey, and there was even no fodder.  Lafite felt sorry for these big guys. Without Hagrid's care, their living standards had dropped by more than one level. In other words, I wonder if Mrs. Maxim knew that her babies were starving and freezing.

    Harry rushed to the front of the team and began to pester Professor Graplan, trying to get Hagrid's situation out of her.  But Professor Grapeland didn't want to say anything, and in the end he just pretended not to see Harry.

    Finally, Professor Graplan took them to a big tree on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, where a beautiful big unicorn was tied up.

    Lafite frowned in disgust, he hated this kind of creature.  And just as he expected, as soon as the boys approached, the little monster raised its horned head and kept pawing the soil with its golden hooves.

    "Boys, stay back!" Professor Grapeland shouted sternly, throwing up an arm and hitting the nearest boy hard on the chest - Harry grunted and quickly moved away from her.  "Unicorns love female touch. Girls stand in front and approach it cautiously"

    The girls followed Professor Grapeland and walked slowly towards the unicorn. Lafite turned around and walked slowly towards the castle.

    A gloomy laughter sounded behind him. Lafite turned around and found Malfoy following him.

    "Hey, I'm in a bad mood right now," Lafite said unceremoniously.Said, "You're not here to expose me for skipping class - I can beat you up in several ways without any consequences."

    Malfoy chuckled maliciously, reached into his robe pocket and pulled out a folded newspaper.  "I heard that you have a good relationship with that silly big Hagrid?" he said, "I really don't want to reveal this news to you"

    Lafite grabbed the newspaper and unfolded it. There was a picture of Hagrid on it, with a sneaky look on his face, and the title written in the largest font:

    Dumbledore¡¯s big mistake
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