Felix leaned over and looked at the black hair on the red cloth. "Are these all?"

"Unfortunately, these are the only ones found in Azkaban," Dumbledore said.

"Well," Felix nodded. He thought for a moment and said, "I can't guarantee the number of peepholes... One, no problem! Two, a bit reluctant, three, it depends on luck."

Dumbledore smiled and said, "It has exceeded my expectations. I thought I could only make one peephole."

After coming out of the office, Felix looked at the sky. It was not too late. He walked out of the castle and walked along a path to Hagrid's hut.

He smelled the fragrance of trees and the grass was wet. It was the rain before. Soon, the outline of the house became clear.

"Fang, stop it."

Felix said to the black hound that pounced on him. It seemed that it wanted to cling to him, but it couldn't touch him because of the air. He didn't want it to step on him and make a few muddy claws. Felix

took out a warm beef pie from the special compartment of the ring and threw it to Fang.

Fang grabbed it in one mouthful, wagging his tail happily at him.

Felix patted the door, "Hagrid, it's me, Felix."

A voice like sobbing came from inside -

"Come in, the door is not locked!"

He pushed the door open and was shocked by the scene inside: the small room was packed with people. Hagrid was sitting on the soft bed, picking up a large bucket of wine and drinking it desperately. His eyes were red and swollen, and his eyes were blurred with tears.

At his feet, a hippogriff was lying, and in front of it was a copper basin filled with bloody raw meat. Juice dripped from the corner of its mouth onto the floor. Hearing Felix's movement, it suddenly raised its head and stared at him vigilantly.

"Hagrid?"

Hagrid looked at him straight and muttered, "Felix, you heard it too..." He patted the hippogriff's head, "Be good, Buckbeak, you can't make mistakes again."

Buckbeak's head, which had been raised, drooped down and continued to eat the raw meat in the basin.

"Would you like some?" Hagrid shook the barrel.

"No, thank you."

Felix chose a seat not far from him and sat down. "I did hear some rumors, but I didn't expect it would have such a big impact on you."

Hagrid took another sip of wine, with sparse wine hanging on his beard. "What can I do? This may be the shortest-serving professor in history..."

"Did they fire you?" Felix asked in surprise.

"Well, Harry and the others have asked the same question... Not yet, but it's a matter of time. A representative of the school board came to see me yesterday. He was dressed meticulously and, to be honest, a bit like you. He told me that my class schedule was too aggressive and I should be more cautious..."

"I don't think it's a big problem." Felix said, "As far as I know, hippogriffs are quite intelligent. There must have been an accident?"

"Accident? I guess... You should be fair!" Hagrid suddenly shouted angrily, scaring the giant beast next to him, "That student named Malfoy didn't listen to me at all. I told him to bow! He acted like a fool!"

Felix looked at Hagrid with strange eyes. He asked softly, "Did you let it get in close contact with the students?"

"Yeah, I know them, there's no danger. As long as it returns the favor to you, that is, bows... burp!" Hagrid burped, he shook the wooden barrel and poured the remaining wine into the copper basin, "That means it recognizes you. Very polite creature, isn't it?"

Felix had reservations about this. It is true that bowing will gain recognition, but it is not because of politeness, but because you expose your fatal flaws first and win their trust, and they will bow their heads in return to win your trust.

This is a unique habit.

"Hagrid, my suggestion is that for creatures that have the ability to hurt young wizards, such as it--" "

Buckbeak, its name is Buckbeak." Hagrid introduced in a rough voice.

"--For example, Buckbeak, in the first class it's best to watch from a distance. Once you're familiar with it, you can select one or two obedient students to interact with it."

"Good advice, but it's a pity that I can't use it now." Hagrid said sadly, "I've been in low spirits all day today. I sent students to feed Flobberworms and looked up at the sky... Maybe in the next second an owl will tell me that I'm fired."

Felix said directly, "Hagrid, you don't have to worry about the position. I checked the record of your predecessor, Kettleburn. He had sixty-two probationary periods, some of which were much more serious than yours, but he still stayed until retirement safely."

"Really? I didn't expect this. The expression of the school representative looked like I was going to be sent to Azkaban." Hagrid said expectantly.

"They can't expel a full professor. That's the power of the principal. At most, they can arrange a disciplinary action for you, but who will care?" Felix said. He had studied these rules thoroughly, so he never thought of paying attention to them.

Hagrid became excited. He looked at Felix: "So, I'm fine?"

"You were fine."

"That's great!" Hagrid cheered, and the wine hanging on his beard flew everywhere. Buckbeak sneezed.

"Oh, go, Buckbeak, go back to your territory!" Hagrid smiled and pulled it up, and pushed it out of the hut in its reluctant eyes.

"I was worried that I would be expelled, and even couldn't do the job of guarding the Forbidden Forest. I wanted to feed it in the end. Now it seems that I thought too much..."

Felix said: "Hagrid, let's discuss the content of your next class. I think the little unicorn is good, fluffy and looks very cute. I am also curious about the characteristics of the golden hair of the unicorn in its infancy..."

"Will it not be majestic enough?" Hagrid asked.

Felix looked at him calmly, which made Hagrid a little flustered. He waved his hand, "Okay, you're right, I shouldn't take the risk."

He counted on his fingers: "Unicorn, Bowtruckle, Niffler, Fire Crab, Flower Fairy, and Augurey... Is its call also dangerous?" He asked Felix for his opinion.

Augurey is a dark green bird with a shy personality. It looks a bit like a malnourished young vulture. They are famous for their heartbreaking calls.

Felix thought for a moment: "I remember its call is regular?"

"They usually call before a heavy rain comes. For a while, people used them to predict the weather, but later they couldn't stand their voices, which were too unpleasant... Some Augureys will keep howling in the winter, which means they are about to die." Hagrid said thoughtfully, "I can find a sunny day, when they are wilted."

Felix encouraged him, "That's it, Hagrid, you have to eliminate possible risks based on the characteristics of magical animals."

"Ha, I think I found a trick."

...

Felix returned to the office and it was already dark. He looked at the photo of Nick Flamel on the workbench and asked, "Is Nick here?"

"'I'm asleep." The person in the photo blinked.

"He goes to bed early recently." Felix said.

Nick Flamel in the photo smiled and said, "Old people can't stay up late."

An old man over 600 years old...

Felix pondered the meaning of this sentence, "When he wakes up, tell Nick that I have prepared his Christmas gift, the kind with special meaning, he will definitely like it."