The next day, Hoffa was woken up by a claw.

He didn't wake up as easily as yesterday. Yesterday he overdrawn his magic power twice in a row and was really exhausted.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Hoffa saw the silver badger transformed by Indra pushing himself hard.

Indra whispered: "I will starve to death if I don't get up."

Hoffa was stunned for a second, looking at the ceiling, and then at the badger next to him. He had not yet recovered from the bed breath and dream.

Then, he sat up in shock.

"Why the hell are you still here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly covered his mouth. He turned around and looked around. Fortunately, it was almost noon, and the dormitory was empty, with no one left.

Indra: "I'm hungry."

When he said this, Hoffa felt his stomach growl, and then he remembered that he had experienced the most ups and downs of his life yesterday, but he did not eat.

"Hungry... let's go have lunch... wait a minute!"

Hoffa suddenly opened the quilt and jumped out of bed, carried the badger's head directly to the window of Ravenclaw, and placed it more than 300 meters in the air.

The strong wind blew it and swayed it twice.

Indra was stunned for a moment, then looked down and howled miserably: "What are you doing! Murder!!!"

Hoffa pointed at the badger with his hands on his hips and cursed: "Didn't you say you would leave at dawn? Didn't you say I would definitely not see you when I got up in the morning? Can you still say the truth?"

"You...let go, I...I'm afraid of heights!"

Hoffa: "You're lying to me."

High in the air, Indra scratched his head with his claws frantically:

"Your group of roommates are so noisy. They didn't stop running around when they got up in the morning. I didn't dare to get out of your quilt at all."

Hoffa had a sullen face, carried the badger through the window, and threw it on the ground: "But they are gone now."

Indra fell to the ground and huddled in the corner.

"I'm hungry... Hey, you brat, why don't you just rush out without asking for a meal when your friends come over?"

Hoffa took a deep breath and said, "Haha, I've never seen anyone shameless enough to stay at someone else's house for dinner."

Having said that, he still picked up Indra, stuffed him into his arms, changed clothes, washed up, and went downstairs. Now, unlike at night, he didn't dare to put Indra on his shoulders, so he stuffed him in his chest.

In the front school robe.

Today is Sunday. Hoffa walked to the common room and saw the first-year students gathered in the common room, chatting and laughing. A few senior boys were rare in the common room, holding up their wands and controlling two books in the sky.

Duel bite.

A group of freshmen around him clapped their hands and applauded.

Indra poked his head out of Hoffa's arms: "Is this your classmate? He is really young and energetic, but it's you, why do you look like an old man who is just getting along..."

Hoffa was startled by his sudden appearance, and quickly hit him with his magic wand: "Shut up, who told you to talk? Get out of here after eating."

Seeing Miranda's eyes drifting towards him in the crowd, Hoffa hurriedly opened the door of the lounge and walked towards the auditorium.

Now, how to get rid of this goblin gracefully and decently has become an urgent problem for Hoffa.

This guy doesn't have the undercover spirit of Peter Pettigrew. He can remain silent for more than ten years. He wants to join in any excitement he sees and can't help but comment on everything he sees.

He was very worried about the consequences if someone discovered that he had a talking badger, and he was even more worried that his secret escape to Hogsmeade would be exposed.

He had a feeling that yesterday's incident would attract a lot of attention.

…

…

At noon in the auditorium restaurant, the food prepared by the house elves had just appeared on the plate. Indra felt like a ghost reincarnated from starvation and wanted to run out to eat. Hoffa hit him on the head several times with his wand before calming him down.

Come down.

As soon as Miranda saw Hoffa, she asked curiously: "Where did you go yesterday? I haven't seen you all day?"

Hoffa had thought about this problem for a long time. He said: "I got lost in the school. There were several corridors that changed here and there. I was stunned for a day and didn't come out. When I came out, it was already dark."

Miranda suddenly realized: "It turns out to be a magic corridor. If you can't walk through it, you can just jump. Hogwarts will not let students fall to death."

Hoffa laughed twice, and the two chatted casually.

At this time, a skylight in the corner of the auditorium opened. A group of owls flew in. These owls flew around the dining table until they found their respective owners and threw letters or packages into their laps.

Owls always come in the morning or at noon. Hoffa doesn't have an owl, and he doesn't think anyone will deliver a message to him.

Miranda has her own owl, and her owl is a chestnut spotted owl. It is very beautiful, with dots of blue and white spots on its forehead.

A newspaper fell in front of Miranda. It was the Daily Prophet.

Hoffa didn't have the money to subscribe to a newspaper, he was poor. That thing cost 10 silver coins a month, which was a gold galleone a few months.

After delivering the letter, the owls asked for food from their owners. Miranda's owl opened its mouth like a lady, and Miranda fed it a piece of jam toast.

Hoffa has always felt that pets are sometimes very similar to their owners, such as Aglaia.

Her white owl was as self-centered as its owner. After delivering the food, it directly stuck its head into the communal nut dish and started crunching.

Taking advantage of the chaos caused by the owl's arrival, Hoffa quickly placed Indra on the table.

Indra was so hungry that he grabbed several chicken drumsticks from the dining table and stuffed them into his mouth, his cheeks bulging.

Miranda was opening the newspaper when she suddenly saw a badger on the table, and she suddenly became more playful.

"Hoffa, where did you buy a badger? Very few people keep this thing."

Raising badgers?

Suddenly, all the Ravenclaw classmates looked over.

Even the Hufflepuffs at the next table gathered around curiously, shouting: "What a strange badger, silver and black!"

"Wow, it's really cute."

"Look at the pattern on it, does it look like a suit?"

The symbol of Hufflepuff House is the badger, and they are very sensitive to this animal.

Hoffa was shocked. He quickly stuffed Indra, who was eating and drinking, back into his clothes. He smiled and said, "I picked it up...I picked it up by the Black Lake."

"Wow! You are so lucky."

Several Hufflepuff girls suddenly had stars in their eyes.

"Can I touch it?"

Before Hoffa could speak, several white and tender little hands reached into Hoffa's arms and touched Indra's head.

Indra looked like he was enjoying himself, so Hoffa had no choice but to forcefully pull it down by its tail. Does this idiot know the consequences of being discovered...

"Wait a minute!"

A cold voice sounded, and the Hufflepuff girls were stunned and turned their heads.

I saw a girl with an owl on her shoulder slowly separated from the crowd and walked over. She was as proud as a queen. It was Aglaia.

Aglaia narrowed her blue eyes and asked harshly: "The badger picked up by the black lake, hum! Why is the badger picked up wearing earrings? Bach, did you steal someone else's pet?"

Oops! It’s her again! It’s her again?

How sharp are this guy's eyes? And she doesn't hesitate to use the most vicious thoughts to speculate on herself. If she knows the true identity of this badger, she will definitely report it first, no matter what.

Without Hoffa's need to say anything, Indra's head shrank into his clothes and trembled in his arms.

Hoffa pressed Indor, and said: "You are slanderous, which one of your eyes sees me stealing?"

"Hmph! If it wasn't stolen, why did you dare to let it out when the owl came?"

Hoffa: "You...!"

"What am I? If it wasn't stolen, how could you hold it in your arms and prevent it from coming out?"

Hoffa is going crazy. He finally knows what it means to inflict crimes without excuses. This person is simply extremely poisonous. He has a lingering ghost and a maggot attached to his bones. He can't get rid of it. Ignoring it is not enough. It's like the network of his previous life.

There is no difference in trolling.

He stood up and was about to leave. If he couldn't afford to offend him, why couldn't he hide?

Aglaia said to the person next to him, "Look, I guessed it, and he feels guilty."

Facing her aggressiveness, Hoffa gritted his teeth and turned around...

But just as a conflict was about to break out, Miranda, who was reading the newspaper, suddenly screamed.

"Oh my god, come and see, a dark wizard broke into Hogsmeade last night and used poisonous fog in Hogsmeade."

Dark wizard?

This news was more shocking than a badger, and everyone gathered around Miranda. Aglaia's attention was also distracted.

Hoffa breathed a sigh of relief.
To be continued...