Before leaving, Felix gave a small gift.

"What's this?"

"A recliner with some interesting magic, it's very comfortable to sit down," Felix explained. "It's one of the new products of the 'future world'. I heard Remus, oh, that's Mr. Lupin, who manages the company, said that you once sent a letter to ask about the size of the product and whether you accept customization... I took it here."

When he left, Mrs. Maxim and Furong stared at the small box in a daze. At this moment, the box had been opened, and a capsule-like gadget was covered with the red velvet cloth inside.

"I should ask clearly..." Mrs. Maxim murmured.

"Have you written a letter to the 'Future World' company?" Furong asked with a strange look.

"Isn't it possible?" Madam Maxim snorted, "Didn't you also collect two small magic lamps at the lamp show?"

Furong stuck out her tongue, twisted the capsule, looked carefully for a long time without any clue. She handed it to Maxim, and Maxim rubbed its surface, "Huh? This magic is not stable, it seems to be a one-off."

She took out the wand and gently tapped it on it. The capsule made a "crack" sound, cracking and cracking from the center, and Mrs. Maxim threw it aside.

"Bang!"

A blue and bronze chaise suddenly appeared on the open space of the restaurant, looking at least three rounds larger than the normal chaise, a bit like a bed with a backrest and armrests at least from the perspective of Hibiscus.

But she didn't dare to say that, she encouraged Mrs. Maxim to try it.

When the woman with a scary skeleton leaned her body against the recliner, a colorless and transparent air cushion suddenly appeared on the surface of the chair. "Huh? It feels so comfortable, it seems to be sitting on the clouds. The name "Chain in the Cloud" is indeed very appropriate..."

Maxim's face showed an intoxicated expression, making Furong feel itchy when she saw it.

After a long time, she stood up from the recliner and said with an unsatisfactory look on her face: "There should be a lot of useful spells inside, which are not very powerful, but the addition makes the person lying on it particularly relax, as if she has forgotten all her worries. It's such a good thing."

Furong's eyes were flashing with stars, "Can I buy it? With this little thing," she pointed to the box as big as a palm on the table, "You only need an owl to send it?"

"You have also heard that the product has not yet been launched and may have defects. I'm just trying it out and I'll give some advice at that time," said Mrs. Maxim. "Put it in my private bathroom."

"Yes, Madam Maxim." Furong responded, and she directed the floating recliner forward with her wand. No one noticed the gaze of eagerness in her eyes.

...

"You're tampering with the gift to Olim?" Hagrid widened his eyes.

"Don't say that, I'll be sad." Felix sat on the sofa in Hagrid's cottage, scratching his chin with one hand. It was so comfortable that it hummed and its saliva flowed all over the floor.

"I didn't do anything. On the contrary, we have done the best we can. The problem is that the test version is not always satisfactory, especially since this lady is of different size than ordinary people, the chance of problems is even greater. Currently, the selected testers will match a set of instructions, which contains simple repair methods. I just... I forgot to give Mrs. Maxim a copy."

Hagrid was stunned for a moment, then buried his head in looking at the product manual given to him by Felix, and quickly muttered: "Soft curse, Cloud Qi curse, Soothing curse, Placement curse, Styling curse..." He quickly turned a few pages, "Repair manual...Frequently asked questions list..."

His eyes gradually became brighter.

Felix picked up the cage containing Aragork and approached the teeth. The tip of its nose kept twitching, and he sniffed it against the cage. The old spider inside hugged in the corner, waving its big claws threateningly.

"Get away, you stupid dog, don't think I don't have much venom..." Lao Wang, the eight-eyed giant spider, said in a rough voice.

"You look quite energetic," Felix said with a smile.

"Accustomed to it," said Aragork, whose black hair covered in his body had turned gray and white, and his two large claws drooped weakly. He said sadly: "Hagir took me to the spider's nest once, where there was no place for me and was driven out... I expected that this day, there was a bloodthirsty instinct in the body of the eight-eyed giant spider. If I died naturally, they would eat me."

The eight-eyed giant spiders in the forbidden forest have always regarded Aragok as king, and Aragok was raised by Hagrid. It can be said that they are far more docile than the eight-eyed giant spiders in the wild. Like the night hedges, they can barely be called domesticated creatures. However, since their creation, the eight-eyed giant spiders have nothing to do with the word docile. They are specially used to guard the wizard's treasures and secret rooms...

One day, they will become more and more cruel, and then it will be the time for the eight-eyed giant spider to disappear. However, this should be a long time later.

Felix thought, then raised his head, Hagrid was smiling and looking at him with tears.

"I understand what you mean, Felix, you are so considerate..." Hager choked and said, "Someone is so kind to me, even my dad..." He thrust heavily and burped loudly.

Then he began to get busy, searching out magical animal materials with gray from every corner of the house, the complete skin of the Tebo warthog with fangs, unicorn hair, the tail hook of the human head, the sphinx scorpion tail beast, and the wings of the flower fairy...

"I remember you need this, all of which were stocks from years ago. I picked up by the Forbidden Forest. The Tebo Warthog fell into a trap and was a bit off. When I found it, it was starved to death... I also found the giant stick, which was amazingly smelly, but it was quite easy to use... I washed it many times and then knocked it on it and was behind the door if you need it."

"Oh, Hagrid, I don't need it...well, I'll just take a little bit of it, and the skin of the Tebo Warthog is ready. I can mix the hair of the Invisible Beast to make a protective jacket. Of course, I won't refuse the tail hook of the human head, sparrow, scorpion tail beast."

On the other side, Harry was sitting sleepily in the magic history class. The little wizards performed similarly to him, confused and confused, looking like they were not awake.

A few people, such as Hermione, were still insisting on taking notes, trying to hear one or two details that had not been mentioned in the textbook from Professor Bince's breathing and dragging voice. Harry wiped the corner of his itchy mouth and wiped off his saliva. Semo was already snoring gently, Neville's head kept twitching, and he would suddenly raise his head when he reached the lowest point. The quill in his hand would write down what he heard. Then in less than ten seconds, his expression became dull again, his eyelids drooped, and he repeated the previous movements.

Harry secretly pulled Neville's parchment and took a look. The latest one was "The food in Classroom 7 is delicious." He covered his mouth and did not make him laugh. Did Neville get confused? He only learned the answer from Hermione after class.

"Class Seven has become a gathering place for ghosts?"

"Didn't you notice it? Professor Bince's voice was much more excited than usual." Hermione said seriously, "He mentioned Class 7 three times in class..."

"You only know," Ron said.

"So do we still go to the library today? I think it's better in the common room. I don't want to see Mrs. Pins again. Have you noticed that she looks a bit like Felch? I mean sunken cheeks, parchment-like skin and long hooked nose... Huh, why do you look very similar to Snape?"

Harry and Hermione laughed so hard that they were both smiling. After laughing, Hermione taught him a lesson with a stern face, "You are not allowed to say that, Mrs. Pins is very serious about her work."

"Yes," Ron muttered, "When you pick a book, blow your breath behind me, and when you speak too loudly, you use a flying feather duster to drive us out..."

"By the way, Harry!" he said with interest: "I know Ginny won a Goblet of Fire from Professor Hepp, the kind with flames! I want to borrow it and she doesn't agree. I guess she is planning to give it to you as a Christmas gift, so she is so biased..."
Chapter completed!