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He believed that the secrets within the school were something that could never be fully explored in a lifetime.
He even mentioned the Room of Requirement.
"When I got up in the morning to find the toilet, I probably turned the wrong corner and ended up in a super luxurious washroom."
There was a particularly exquisite latrine there.
Therefore, I think it might only appear when someone is looking for a toilet in the early morning, or when there's an emergency.
After Dumbledore finished speaking, he winked at Darren.
I don't know if he was specifically telling him about that place or if he was just joking.
However, Darren didn't care about any of that.
He ordered the food on the menu with great interest, and ordered one of almost every item that looked interesting.
This made him feel bloated.
After he finally finished eating.
He noticed that the plates had been removed.
Dumbledore gestured for everyone to stand up.
Then he waved his wand, and all the tables and chairs were placed against the wall, leaving a large open space in the middle.
He waved his wand again, and a drum set, a guitar, a cello, a violin, and other musical instruments appeared in the arena.
Then the quirky sisterhood appeared.
Darren thought this must be a real-life girl group, right? Their clothes are tattered and ragged, that's their defining characteristic.
The rest of their hair was dyed all sorts of random colors.
As they began to play their instruments, Darren discovered that Dumbledore had used his wand to move all of them, including his warriors and their dance partners, to the very center.
Darren smiled as he saw Hermione's shy expression.
He invited the lady.
They danced in the middle of the dance floor.
Hermione laughed heartily, jumping around so much that Darren involuntarily quickened his pace.
Finally, the song came to an end.
Hermione pulled away from his embrace. Darren was about to suggest they dance another song.
But Furong had already come over.
Hermione winked at him and then left the area.
Ok.
Dancing with Furong is a completely different experience.
Furong was very experienced and guided him almost the entire time.
This allowed Darren to almost be distracted by other things.
For example, her skirts are always so puffy.
Her skirt was very white and very long...
The third dance was one that Darren danced with Cassandra.
Cassandra's beautiful green eyes were fixed on him, and Darren was starting to feel the strain.
The fourth, the fifth...
When Darren was finally released from the dance floor, he had almost finished dancing the entire night.
Harry and Ron stared at him in shock.
"You're actually willing to dance to those girls' songs one after another, don't you get tired!"
"Yeah, if those girls invited me, I would definitely refuse!"
They both spoke with utter arrogance.
He was met with laughter from the girls around him.
Because no one would ever invite the two of them to dance.
Even Parvati ran away after dancing the opening dance with Harry.
For the rest of the time, they tried their best to dance with Darren, because no one wanted to dance with two clueless little boys.
At midnight, the noise from the dance finally subsided.
Darren was taken out for a walk by Harry and Ron.
They think Darren is spending all his time with women today and ignoring them.
They insisted on spending the rest of their time alone together.
Although Darren didn't quite understand what the point was of the three of them being alone together.
However, he was still pulled out because there were still girls who wanted to spend some more nightlife with him.
As a little saint, he certainly couldn't possibly have anything happen with those girls during such a sensitive time as harmony.
So he ran faster than Harry and the others.
When they finally arrived in the garden, they heard Hagrid's voice.
“You know, my mother… she was one of the few remaining in England… then she died, and my father raised me, but sadly he died later too…”
Darren understood what Hagrid was saying.
He was simply a little shocked by the original novel.
For example: Can a man really be matched with a giant woman? Even if you stuck your head in, you couldn't fill the space!
The key is that they can still have a child.
This was truly beyond his comprehension.
Hagrid continued, "Are you the father or the mother?"
"I don't know what you're talking about!"
Mrs. Maxim said unhappily.
She was a little angry.
She seemed to want to leave, but Hagrid wouldn't let her go.
"No, don't go. I've never met anyone else like this before..."
"The other person, explain yourself!"
"Maxim said angrily."
"Of course, it's a half-giant..."
Darren gave Hagrid a sympathetic look.
Good guy.
Hagrid really has absolutely no sense of propriety.
Even though everyone else didn't want to discuss the issue anymore, he kept talking about it.
of course.
It's also possible that he felt there was no need to hide his lineage.
But for Madame Maxim, who had always denied her lineage, this was a huge insult.
She screamed.
"A half-giant? I've never been insulted like that! I'm just... just big-boned!"
Darren almost burst out laughing. Goodness, he's got a big frame too.
Is this a dinosaur skeleton? ...
Even the best Christmas party is over eventually.
After the excitement of that night subsided.
Hermione returned to her previous attire.
Her hair was all messy again.
When Harry and Ron asked her, she said she didn't want to dress like that every day and that she still needed to study.
Harry secretly told Hermione about what they had heard that night about Hagrid being a half-giant.
Because Ron believed that half-giants were despised in the wizarding world.
Even now, Britain no longer has any giants.
They were all driven away.
It is said that those with giant bloodlines are extremely brutal, naturally irritable, and terrifying.
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