trainer at hogwarts

Chapter 214 Director Mo likes to steal the show

Crazy heavy rain, a dilapidated house.

Harry was in a bad mood as he prepared for his eleventh birthday.

There was a knock on the door.

Harry thought for a while and opened the door. Dudley stood outside the door.

"Well, um, happy birthday." Dudley took out a bear from behind and stuffed it into Harry's arms.

Harry looked at it with disgust, accepted it, and whispered: "Thank you."

"Um……"

There was lightning and thunder outside, but it was extremely quiet between the two brothers.

Sensing the awkwardness of the atmosphere, Harry turned aside to let Dudley in.

"Well... I remember Maurice said that the notification will usually come on the 31st..." Dudley glanced at Harry and said.

"But it came some time ago." Harry said expressionlessly, "Maybe he also miscalculated sometimes."

Dudley: "..."

Outside the window, storms were coming from all directions. The waves kept beating against the dilapidated walls of the cabin, and the gusts of wind attacked the poor windows mercilessly.

Harry looked at his watch. It was going to be his eleventh birthday soon.

There was a knock on the door.

Will someone knock on the door at this time? Harry and Dudley looked at each other, both seeing fear in each other's expressions.

On such a rock, in such a small shabby house, this is the basic configuration of a ghost movie!

Harry took out his wand and held it tightly in his hand.

"boom--"

This time it was a banging on the door.

Vernon and Petunia both ran out, and he even had a gun on him!

The gun was a stimulant for everyone, and Harry quietly put away his wand.

"Who's that person outside the door? I'm warning you, I have a gun!"

There was silence outside the door, and the next moment - click! The entire door was removed and hit the ground with a bang, and a tall man stood at the door.

Hagrid squeezed into the room, hunching over to prevent tearing down the ceiling. Then he lifted the door and prepared to put it back.

"Wait, don't close the door in a hurry."

The door was wrapped in blue light and flew out from Hagrid's hand.

Hagrid: "?"

Harry and Dudley had completely relaxed, and they recognized that the voice was coming from Maurice.

"Long time no see, Hagrid." Morris walked in like a tourist, said hello to everyone, snapped his fingers, and lit the candles.

The handsome boy with blond hair held the camera in one hand and waved it around everyone's face, recording everyone's expressions.

Hagrid scratched his head, this plot development was a bit beyond his expectation: "You are...oh, I remembered, that little guy who likes to barbecue in the Forbidden Forest."

"I have a name, Maurice Hill." Morris said with a smile, "Harry and I are friends, so I will pay attention to his situation. You can continue your work, please."

"Oh, I remember, Maurice. Dumbledore often mentioned you that your fox has been violating school rules." Hagrid laughed, "Uh... what is that thing in your hand?"

"...Some Muggle gadgets." Morris blinked blankly, "Okay, let's start your show, Hagrid."

Hagrid nodded and locked Dudley's eyes accurately at first sight.

"You must be Harry. Ha, last time I saw you, you were just a little Fluffy." Hagrid narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.

"No, I'm not, he is." Dudley pointed at Harry, keeping in mind Maurice's words, it's not his own things that don't move.

"Oh?" Hagrid put his big head closer, "Well, you look like your father, and your eyes look like your mother."

Vernon let out a strange scream: "I want you to leave immediately, you two, immediately! I want to sue you! You are breaking into a private house!"

Morris continued filming leisurely: "Oh, Mr. Dursley, this was not my attitude last time you saw me. But it doesn't matter. If you have any questions, you can contact my lawyer."

Vernon's face turned completely dark. He never thought that this young master was also a person from that world.

"Oh, shut up, Dursley, you fool!" Hagrid was not a vegetarian either. He grabbed the gun across the sofa, kneaded it into a ball like plasticine, and threw it into a corner.

Vernon let out a weird cry and fell to the ground.

Hagrid gave Harry a friendly smile: "Anyway, Harry. Happy birthday to you. I have something to give you. Some places may be crushed, but the taste is still the same."

He took out a slightly squashed box from Kuroi's inner pocket. Harry looked at Maurice and saw him nodding, so he took it.

It was a cake with "Happy Birthday Harry" crookedly written on it.

"By the way, I also have a gift for you." Morris took out a small bottle from his bag and threw it over. "Lamp oil can be used for sealing or melting. Remember, it will take effect when you touch it. Be careful not to get it on yourself. On my body."

Harry took it hurriedly and nodded solemnly.

"What kind of lamp oil is so magical?" Hagrid was curious.

"I can't tell you yet, this is my secret." Morris said.

If Hagrid, a big animal farmer, knew that he had a bunch of Pokémon, wouldn't he be annoyed to death every day?

Fortunately, although Hagrid was very curious, he also knew not to pry into other people's secrets.

"But Maurice, that fox of yours is really good. When can you bring it over for me to see?" Hagrid rubbed his hands excitedly.

The corner of Morris's mouth twitched: "I went to reform through labor. Professor McGonagall has already said that if I don't get Soraya away, I will drop out of school."

"That's such a shame," Hagrid sighed, returning his attention to Harry.

He looked at Harry as if he were looking at a treasure. Unfortunately, Morris didn't have Feng Wang's photography skills and couldn't capture that kind of artistic conception.

Harry thanked Maurice and Hagrid sincerely, and then asked: "Um, excuse me, who are you?"

Hagrid chuckled like a fool: "To be honest, I haven't introduced myself to you yet-"

"Rubber Hagrid, the keykeeper and gamekeeper of Hogwarts, the warden of the Forbidden Forest, loves animals, is currently single, and is a die-hard Dumbledore fan." Maurice interrupted, "Harry, when the time comes I’ll take you to have a barbecue in the Forbidden Forest or by the Black Lake. That smell—” Morris raised a thumbs up, “That’s it!”

Harry swallowed unhappily.

Hagrid knocked the ground with his umbrella in dissatisfaction: "The Forbidden Forest is a place where students are not allowed to go."

"It's okay, it's okay. I'll give you something good later." Morris smiled, "Of course you like it."

Hagrid's eyes lit up: "Can you let me see that ice phoenix? Just one glance!"

Apparently he knew about it from Dumbledore and had wanted to meet him for a long time.