I became Voldemort

"Hey, it's Hagrid."

"I can tell."

Hagrid walked in step by step. He was a regular at the Hog's Head Inn. Except for the moment when he first came in, no one paid attention to him.

He seemed to be in a low mood. His huge body turned around in the narrow gap between the tables, almost knocking several customers to their feet. "Oh- ah- Oops- sorry..." After looking around, he didn't find any other empty seats.

Except for those who smuggled magical animals and were eager to take action, most wizards avoided him.

Finally, he squeezed towards Cyrus and Tonks and sat down carelessly, almost overturning the table.

"I'm sorry -" He took out a mini handkerchief and blew his nose. Cyrus felt as if a big trumpet was blowing in his ears, "I'm sorry, can I sit here? As you can see. There's no room left elsewhere."

Tonks was more than happy to, but Cyrus spoke first.

He pushed the undrinked glass of Firewhisky in front of Hagrid and said softly: "Please."

"Thank you, thank you, you are such a good person!" Hagrid burst into tears as if he had never felt such love before. He picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp, then let out a deafening burp.

He drank the wine and wanted to pour out a lot of bitter water in his heart, but Cyrus stopped him.

"Hagrid, I know you may not feel very good, but the two of us still have something to talk about. Why don't you go to another table? Look, it's empty there too." He specifically pointed to the goblin's Position, "I'll buy you a drink next time also, Hagrid."

Goblin: ? ? ?

"Oh, okay, then next time." Hagrid simply thought that Cyrus really had something to talk to Tonks. After all, how could a person who invited him for a drink plot against him?

So he immediately stood up, squeezed through the crowded table, and sat down opposite the goblin.

"Ehm..."

The goblin was stunned. Even though his face was tightly wrapped, Cyrus could still imagine the shock and anger on his face. He wanted to refuse, but suddenly no sound came out of his throat.

He looked at Cyrus with hatred on his face, as if he wanted to pounce on Cyrus immediately and break Cyrus into pieces.

"Why did you push Hagrid away?" Tonks asked.

"Obviously, we are on a mission," Cyrus said without changing his face. "Besides - everyone knows that Hagrid is very 'talkative'."

Of course, Cyrus lured Hagrid there on purpose. An easygoing talkative person like Hagrid might be able to get something out of the goblin's mouth, but even if he couldn't, it would be no loss to him.

The goblin failed to stop Hagrid from sitting down, and Cyrus heard Hagrid order two more glasses of fire whisky, and then drink and complain to the goblin. He talked about how he finally became a teacher at Hogwarts this school year, but something went wrong in the first class, hurting the Malfoy child.

Although Hagrid is not very smart, he also knows that the consequences for him may not be good if he messes with the child of the Malfoy family. When Ginny planned to attack Malfoy last year, Hagrid said it was lucky her spell didn't hit.

"Actually, it's just a minor injury! He's just showing off!" Hagrid drank some wine, and the fire in his heart immediately surged up, and his face turned red. "You know, he's nothing compared to Harry. Harry broke his hand last year but he didn't scream at all!"

In Hagrid's eyes, Harry is the best kid in the world, and Malfoy is not even worthy of carrying Harry's shoes. In addition, the second, third, and fourth best children are Hermione, Ginny, and Ron respectively.

"I didn't even know he was a professor," Tonks whispered.

"After Tom Riddle was caught last year, all the stains on Hagrid's body were washed away. It happened that Mr. Kettleburn was old and wanted to retire, so Dumbledore came to him," Cyrus said.

To be honest, he felt that Hagrid's appointment as professor of the Care of Magical Creatures course was a bit ill-advised, but most professors of this course were troublemakers. The recently retired Kettleburn had caused as much trouble as Hagrid.

A person who truly loves magical animals will always subconsciously ignore their dangers, just like a person who has a quirky dog at home and always thinks that the dog is not aggressive in any way.

(A/N: I, as a dog lover, am offended... but I get what he means..)

Cyrus will never forget that in his previous life, a relative had a big dog in his house that barked every time he saw him, scaring him out of his wits. But the other person always doesn't take it seriously and says, "It's okay, it doesn't bite."

It turned out that the dog later bit another person.

Facts have proved that the fangs and claws of animals are never just decorations, and most animals - including humans, have a desire to attack.

After that, Hagrid's topic went further and further, and he talked about his own father. Because he felt that the little man sitting in front of him was similar in size to his father.

However, this topic did not last long before Hagrid shut up. When it comes to his life experience, Hagrid is more cautious than ever.

In the end, Hagrid didn't come up with anything, and the goblin drank silently. By evening, most of the guests in the Inn had dispersed. Hagrid also left drunk. The goblin didn't go anywhere, and it seemed that he planned to stay at the Hog's Head Inn.

Cyrus also asked for a room.

The two of them walked to the door of the room in silence. Tonks suddenly stopped and stared wide-eyed: "Why do you only want one room?"

"Do I need two rooms instead of one?"

"Are you alone? What about me?" Tonks asked in disbelief, "Are you going to let me sleep on the street?"

"Can't you go back to your own home and sleep?" Cyrus said matter-of-factly. "Is it possible that you prefer the environment of the Hog's Head Inn? If so, then you should really go to St. Mungo's to have a look at your brain."

"How can any Auror return home while on a mission?" Tonks said with a "Did you make a mistake?" look on her face, "Besides, you can also go home to sleep. Don't tell me you don't have a home or something..."

"Then why don't you open another one?" Cyrus rolled his eyes. It's no big deal. The Ministry of Magic will reimburse the expenses anyway.

Tonks snorted and immediately turned around and went downstairs.

After a while, just as Cyrus was cleaning up the room several times, Tonks walked up again with a wilted head.

"There's no room left!"

From the start, people don't like to stay in Hog's Head because the whole place smells like a goat, so there are very few rooms and they are all occupied now.

Cyrus was stunned for a moment and was about to close the door.

Tonks had already bent down nimbly and got under his arm.

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