"You did a good thing," said Hagrid. "Hermione wanted me to join before, but I refused.

"I didn't think she could have asked all the house-elves to ask for their wages, but she obviously didn't listen."

"Oh, Hagrid, I didn't notice that..." Kyle looked at his haggard face and the strong smell of alcohol on his body, and couldn't help but say, "How much did you drink?"

"Oh, no." Hagrid explained, "I didn't drink. I just accidentally knocked over the whiskey prepared for the Rune Horse."

"I hope so," Kyle said. "School is about to start. Don't forget that you are still a professor. You have to cheer up."

Who knew that after hearing Kyle say this, Hagrid became even more disappointed.

"I may not be able to become a professor... My parents won't agree, just like Lupin did. I just hope Dumbledore can keep my position as gamekeeper and not kick me out of Hogwarts."

"It seems like you didn't listen to what we said either." Kyle shook his head. "Wait one more day. After the Christmas holiday, there should be a new edition of the Daily Prophet. You can take a look then. There should be a surprise."

"I don't want to read it." Hagrid seemed a little agitated. "I'm sure the newspaper must still contain that woman's article accusing me. I really don't want to read those harsh words."

"Trust me, Hagrid, this time is different. There will be a surprise." Kyle patted Hagrid's arm, and then returned to the castle with Kanna and the others.

School starts tomorrow, and they need to return the books they borrowed for homework.

While in the library, Kyle also saw Hermione. She was sitting there with a pile of thick books on the table next to her.

On top were two thick tomes… A History of Goblins in the Middle Ages and House-Elves, Helpers or Foes?

This was a good thing, proving that Hermione had really listened.

Kyle didn't disturb her and left after returning the book.

the next day.

Perhaps it was because too many people stayed in school for Christmas. Although school had started, no one felt any difference and the auditorium was still as lively as usual.

The field was still covered with thick snow, but the greenhouse was as hot as in June. A dense layer of water droplets formed on the windows, which condensed into icicles when they fell.

"Everyone, put on your dragon leather gloves and concentrate. You must not relax in this class."

Professor Sprout said, pointing to a long flower pot on the middle table: "I believe you have seen the biting kale in your first year, but you didn't learn it at that time.

"I must remind you again that biting kale is a very dangerous plant. Quite dangerous."

As she spoke, she took out a thick wooden stick and gently tapped the flowerpot of the biting cabbage.

Under the gaze of everyone, the cabbage that had been biting quietly suddenly opened its big mouth full of sharp teeth and bit the stick into pieces like a biscuit.

Everyone subconsciously took a step back and pressed against the greenhouse wall.

For most people, this was the first time they intuitively felt the danger of Herbal Medicine.

Although I have learned about many poisonous plants before, such as nightshade and poisonous geranium, in terms of visual impact, none of them combined can compare to the biting cabbage in front of me.

Whenever they thought of the scene of the wooden stick being bitten to pieces, some of the timid people could not help but tremble in their hands and legs and were unwilling to get close.

"Don't worry, be bold." Professor Sprout said, "I specially picked the biting cabbage that is not fully mature. As long as you wear dragon leather gloves, you will be fine... and even if there is a special situation, Madam Pomfrey can solve the problem.

"Hurry up, everyone, get to the front. We need to change the soil for the biting kale today, and we can't stay that far away."

At Professor Sprout's urging, everyone moved forward cautiously.

"Look at Kyle, he's not afraid at all." At this time, Professor Sprout suddenly said, "Oh, that's it, one foot, this distance is just right, it can ensure safety and complete the soil replacement work. Very good, five points for Hufflepuff."

Everyone looked over immediately, but quickly looked away... As a warrior, this was nothing strange.

When everyone came to the table, Professor Sprout clapped his hands and began to demonstrate how to change the soil in the flowerpot without disturbing the biting kale.

The students read very carefully, afraid of missing any details.

Next came the actual operation, and it was the same as always, with four people in a group. Because this task was quite difficult, Professor Sprout also said that only four people were needed to complete the soil replacement work together.

"This is incredible." Professor Sprout walked over and looked at the smooth new soil in the flowerpot and the biting cabbage that was so quiet that it looked like it was asleep. He exclaimed in amazement: "You can do it perfectly the first time, and so quickly... Kyle, you really have the potential to become a magical botanist."

"Nothing, practice makes perfect..." Kyle said, but quickly changed his words, "Well, I mean, I just wrote down all the steps and followed them exactly."

"Of course, that's what I meant."

Professor Sprout smiled and said, "But this job requires more than just remembering the steps. You also need to be calm and steady, and you need to make sure the biting cabbage doesn't notice anything unusual during the whole process. This is very difficult."

"Maybe I'm lucky." Kyle said with a smile, "I just happened to meet a biting kale that reacts slowly."

Kanna turned her head to the side and covered her mouth with her hands to stop herself from laughing.

Kyle was not lucky at all. There was a large patch of kale in his box, almost hundreds of them. Wouldn't it be easy to just change the soil for them? But Professor Sprout didn't know this. As a reward, she gave Hufflepuff another ten points.

It seemed like a whole day had passed, and the bell for the end of get out of class finally rang. Everyone took off their scratched dragon leather gloves and rushed out of the greenhouse impatiently.

Kyle walked at the back, and while Professor Sprout was maintaining order, he secretly took out two seeds from his pocket and threw them into the flowerpot next to him.

Well...the seeds I took away in the first grade, although it has been a while, they have finally been returned to their original owner.

"I really hope we won't learn something so dangerous next time."

When Kyle caught up with Connor, someone was still complaining, "Did you hear the sound of the kale biting on the glove... Merlin, my hands were all sweaty at that time."

"I want to, but Professor Sprout said that the Kale Biting Course will last for a month." A Gryffindor student sighed.

"Really? When did the professor say that?"

"It was just after class, didn't you hear it?"

"No……"

Then, there was another series of sighs.

After returning to the castle, Kyle just arrived at the hallway and saw a tall figure.

Hagrid was talking to Sirius, and what was even more rare was that he was smiling.

After noticing Kyle, Hagrid immediately walked over.

"You'd never guess what happened." He spread out a newspaper and pointed to an article on the front page. "That person... Rita Skeeter, she actually spoke well of me."

"Really?" Kyle subconsciously glanced at the newspaper. It still showed Hagrid's photo of him taking care of an injured kneazle.

[Is the half-blood giant real or fake? What is hidden behind the ferocious appearance? 】

"It's incredible, I never imagined that the giant was bandaging the cat's hind leg instead of eating it.

Besides, similar situations have happened many times before.

"I received a lot of help from Hagrid when I was in school. He was a kind-hearted man and the best gamekeeper." said a person who has graduated for five years.

And letters like this keep coming.

Even the savior, Harry Potter, once said publicly, "We don't care if he's a half-giant."

This makes one wonder whether Rubeus Hagrid, a man of huge stature and fierce appearance, is really a half-giant, or whether he is simply a big-boned man..."

Kyle didn't watch it anymore.

I have to admit that Rita Skeeter has some talent, and although it is a contradictory article, it actually makes sense when I read it.

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(End of this chapter)