Hufflepuff, this thing's role in the British wizarding world is just like the chastity archway in ancient society.
Mentioning Hufflepuff, you can say they're stupid, slow-witted, and their academic performance is mediocre.
But if you say they're sneaky, deceitful, and cheat their way through life, nine out of ten people will spit on you.
That's what a golden signboard is for.
Obviously, the Hufflepuff signboard is more useful for someone like Hagrid who is straightforward.
"Come in."
Hagrid opened the door, and Wien let go of Fang. Wien went inside, under the dog's lingering gaze.
The bonfire in the fireplace was burning fiercely. It would also explode with two loud bangs, warming the entire house.
There was a small stool in the room, but no table. Wien didn't mind and sat on it directly.
Hagrid sat on his bed.
"That... Lawrence? You need something from me."
"Just call me Wien." Wien casually made up an excuse. "I heard about you from Harry. He said you are a very kind and helpful person."
"So, I encountered a problem and I thought of you first."
Wien wasn't afraid that Hagrid and Harry would check their accounts later. He did mention Hagrid, but not that much.
With Harry's brain, even if he didn't mention Hagrid, Wien could still fool him into thinking he forgot.
Hearing this, the half-giant showed a shy smile.
Whether it was Wien's flattery or Harry's willingness to mention him in front of his friends, it made him very happy.
The official attitude he had just now instantly became enthusiastic.
The half-giant got up and went to the fireplace, bringing a thirty-inch iron plate and a cloth bag. He opened the bag, and many candies rolled out.
"Have some candy and salt-crust pie I made. I just made it this morning."
Wien smiled and picked up the candy, but politely declined the pie. Is that thing really for human consumption?
It looks harder than a brick.
"Is there anything you need me to help with? Let me say this first, I won't help you with anything against the school rules."
Hagrid rubbed his hands and asked.
"Of course not. In fact, I just need some materials to make some little gadgets." Wien waved his hands and said, taking the opportunity to spit out the candy.
It's too sweet.
"Oh, that's good." Hagrid completely relaxed, his chest thumped like thunder. "What do you need? As long as I can get it, I'll definitely get it for you."
"That's great." Wien was overjoyed and said what he needed.
Thestral feathers, the soundless bird feathers, the scales of a cockatrice, unicorn feathers, the bones of a Thestral warthog, and the eggs of a fire-breathing snake.
"Is that all?" After Hagrid finished listening, he asked again, "Is there any requirement for the quantity?"
"Yeah, just a small amount, it's just for practice after all." Wien glanced at Hagrid and said casually: "If you can get some Acromantula venom, that would be great."
"Acromantula venom..." Hagrid frowned. "The others are easy, but I don't have Acromantula venom right now. I'll go look for it for you when I go to Hogsmeade later."
"You eat first, I'll go to the cellar and get the materials for you."
Looking at the giant's back as he went out, Wien was a little surprised.
He's not as dull as I imagined.
Just now, Hagrid said he would go to Hogsmeade to find Acromantula venom for him, which was completely a smokescreen, just so he wouldn't know that there were such dangerous creatures in the Forbidden Forest.
This little bit of cunning slightly changed Wien's opinion of him.
Indeed, no one can be underestimated. You have to maintain a positive attitude.
About ten minutes later, Hagrid returned and walked in carrying a large sack.
"See if these are enough. If not, I'll go pick up some more in the Forbidden Forest."
Wien took the sack, his hand felt heavy, and opened the bag. He fell silent.
It was stuffed to the brim with various feathers, bones, and fire-breathing snake eggs, all crammed together like garbage.
The white feathers were clumped together, and Wien recognized at a glance that they were unicorn feathers.
Anyone with common sense knows how precious this thing is.
The best unicorn feathers, which can be used to make wands, sell for five Galleons a piece. The less high-grade ones can be used to make beauty potions, ten Galleons a bag, with only a dozen or so feathers inside.
Hagrid's pile... there must be dozens of them.
There were quite a few white clumps in the bag.
Plus the other things, this large sack is worth at least a few hundred Galleons.
His eyes on Hagrid changed.
This is the real tycoon!
"Not enough?" Seeing Wien didn't speak, Hagrid scratched his head with some distress, "Then you'll have to wait a while. I'll go find some for you in the Forbidden Forest."
"Enough, enough, I have enough to practice." Wien quickly persuaded him.
This harvest was far beyond his expectations, and it would be enough to last until after Christmas.
"Thank you so much, Hagrid."
The giant smiled: "It's okay, just come to me if you need anything in the future. I don't need these things."
He was right, because Wien just saw this guy had a blanket woven entirely from unicorn feathers.
Such a waste!
Making up his mind to maintain a good relationship with the raw material supplier, Wien also took out the gift he had prepared long ago.
"The house-elves said you were taking care of the school garden. These potions are for driving away garden gnomes and insecticides. Just take them."
"Great!"
Hagrid's eyes lit up. "Those gnomes and fox-媚子s are driving me crazy, you've really helped me out, Wien."
"We're friends, aren't we?"
In an instant, the half-giant was moved to tears.
...
With Hagrid's warm hospitality, Wien carried the sack and the rock-skin pie and left the hut.
As he walked back to the Hufflepuff common room, Cedric happened to be watering the plants in the common room. He came over when he saw Wien with his bag and parcels.
"Did you rob someone?"
Wien remained expressionless. "No, I just chatted with a friend and got some local products."
"What kind of local products?"
"Pie. Here you go." Wien handed over the box containing the pie and went back to his dorm.
Opening the box, it was indeed pie, still steaming.
As a Hufflepuff, Cedric, without hesitation, took a bite.
"Ouch! My teeth!"