Chapter 574
Hagrid Transformation Operation 2
Chapter 574 Hagrid Transformation Operation 2
"Haha..." Michael laughed and said, "Vade is very good at this spell, and he has also obtained permission from the Ministry of Magic."
"I'm so envious... I want to learn..." Astoria asked eagerly, "Will the spell study club teach it in the future?"
"If there's a chance," Vader said, "then... start working?"
At the other end of the room, Hagrid held down his beard in panic, "Wait, wait! This is the beard I've been growing since I was eighteen... At least give me some!"
Daphne said callously, "What are you keeping it for? Keeping a lizard?"
"No..." Hagrid said weakly, "Don't you think my beard looks good? Dumbledore has a beard too!"
"A white beard makes you look clean." Daphne raised the scissors and said, "Your beard... I always suspect that the soup splashed in it will get moldy."
"How could there be soup?" Hagrid argued: "I wash every day."
Daphne looked up and down and asked doubtfully, "Really?"
"At least three days... five days sometimes... I do pack..." Hagrid stammered.
Daphne's hair almost stood up. She waved her wand without saying a word, and the scissors flew past Hagrid's chin.
"Oh--" Hagrid let out a scream, as if he had been cut by the knife.
Wade waved his wand, and all the barely functional objects in the room flew out - a chair with a broken leg, a broken bowl, a broom tied with straw and vines, a fur coat full of wormholes, and a mess of animal specimens.
Hagrid stuffed his hut with everything he thought might be useful in the future. He was a confused person and often forgot where he put things and didn't clean up often.
In fact, Wade suspected that the filth in some places had accumulated for fifty years and was enough to breed a few foxes.
The others joined in the action. The cleaning spell was familiar to everyone, even the youngest, Astoria, could use it skillfully.
For those places that are particularly difficult to clean, detergent is needed. This magic potion can also make animal fur smoother and softer, and the animal will look brand new after a while of cleaning.
As for Hagrid on the other side, he screamed from time to time under Daphne's hands -
"My hair!"
"No, put the knife down... Wait, do you want to trim your eyebrows too?"
"This is my new coat, Miss Greengrass!"
"This is my special hair oil, not shoe polish... It's very useful, just leave it alone..."
While the others were cleaning the tea sets, tidying up the wardrobes, and repairing the tables and chairs, Wade stroked his chin and looked around the house, which seemed a little more spacious because most of the clutter had been thrown away.
Hagrid, a few of them, and Yaya who was lying in the doghouse chewing a bone, almost took up all the space, and people often bumped into them when they walked around.
If Hagrid invited Madame Maxime to his home...
Imagine the scene of two big guys sitting by the fireplace, and the air in the room seems crowded.
Recalling the various materials that Hagrid had generously given him before, Wade waved his wand and cast several traceless extension spells on the hut.
Hermione picked up the tray with the clean teapot and cups on it and tried to put them in the cupboard.
When she turned around, she subconsciously folded her arms, but found that the people next to her were at least two feet away from her.
"what?"
The girl felt a little strange, but when Astoria lifted the hat and tried to put it on the shelf, Hermione forgot the strange feeling and put down the tray to help.
Harry and his friends were even more careless. When they found that the space seemed to have become wider, they were suddenly filled with a sense of accomplishment.
"Wow, the house seems to have gotten bigger just by tidying it up like this."
Ron turned around and said loudly to Hagrid, "Hagrid, don't bring back so much rubbish! Of course, we still can't miss any unicorn tail hair we see."
He carefully cleaned a handful of unicorn tail hair and hung it next to the window. The light coming in from outside seemed to become brighter.
"Ah..." Hagrid looked at his hair and beard scattered all over the floor with a distressed look on his face and said to Ron, "If you like, I'll give them all to you. I'll pick them up later."
"Really?" Ron was overjoyed, but after he stretched out his hand, he only counted out a few tail hairs, gave one to everyone, and kept one in his hand.
"This will be our reward for today." Ron said with a smile, "You can sell the rest and buy Christmas gifts for Madame Maxime."
Wade looked at him in surprise, and suddenly realized that in a place he couldn't see, Ron, who often felt inferior in the original book, had also grown up.
Perhaps Fred and George gave the younger brother some financial assistance so that he would no longer be anxious about poverty?
In short, Ron now has a new wand in his hand, his robe is no longer washed-out, and his smile seems much brighter.
"Christmas gifts……"
Hagrid frowned, lost in thought, and didn't even notice that Daphne had thrown all his cut hair and beard into the fireplace and burned them.
The room was suddenly filled with the smell of burning kerosene. Michael quickly opened the window, and Wade rolled up another whirlwind to send the strange smell out.
……
Two hours later.
Hagrid stood in the room that seemed like a brand new house, touching his hair and chin awkwardly.
“It feels like I have no clothes on…”
He muttered uncomfortably.
The long hair that hung on the shoulders was cut to just a finger's length, and Daphne asked Wade to increase the temperature of the warm wind spell to curl the hair.
His beard was almost completely shaved off, leaving only a little short beard to modify his face shape. Harry said in surprise, "Hagrid, this is the first time I know you look like this!"
"Who says it's not?" Michael stroked his chin and said, "It's like I'm 30 years younger!"
"really?"
Hagrid put down his hands, happily picked up the mirror, looked at himself, and touched his face and neck which could finally see the sunlight.
Without the messy hair, Hagrid's facial features looked soft and youthful, his rough muscle lines were very obvious, and his black beetle-like eyes were very bright, with a clear innocence.
"Honestly, you look great like this!" said Hermione. "Before it was a bit like... like..."
She waved her arms in confusion, not knowing how to describe it.
"—like a wild man?"
Hagrid asked nonchalantly, knowing that some students called themselves that in private.
"No, I meant pine cones," said Hermione, smiling.
Everyone remembered what Hagrid looked like before, with messy hair that just lined up with his shoulders and arms. When he wore a heavy fur coat in winter, with his belly protruding and his arms unable to stick to his body because of the clothes, he really looked like a fat pine cone.
Everybody started laughing, even Hagrid couldn't help but smile a little bit, now his beard was no longer hiding his smile.
Daphne picked out a dark blue suit, a white linen shirt, a tie, short boots, a belt, etc. from the closet, and urged Hagrid to go to the bedroom to change.
"I promise you'll surprise Madame Maxime," said Daphne. "If she doesn't look closely, she'll think the school has a new gamekeeper!"
This time, Hagrid took the clothes and put them on without resisting everyone's dislike for his aesthetics.
When he came out awkwardly pulling at his tie, Daphne let out a long sigh, as if some pressure in her heart was finally released.
"I should have done this a long time ago." She whispered to her sister: "You know, every time I see Professor Hagrid's outfit in the Care of Magical Creatures class, I feel as uncomfortable as if there is an ant crawling on my feet."
Astoria heard this and sat nearby, giggling.
Afterwards, it was said - just said - that when Madame Maxime went to look after her own Talisman horse, she also saw Hagrid's changed appearance, and she unconsciously wrapped the reins in her hand twice more.
A few days later, everyone noticed that the two of them started taking walks by the Black Lake.
(End of this chapter)