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Chapter 131 Hagrid Was Captured

The Quidditch World Cup thing is just a small thing.

They are also only invited to watch, not to play.

Su Ziqiong returned to her old self, reading books every day, and then went to practice magic.

second grade.

The task given to him by the system turned out to be to reach the great magician.

Although it is only a realm, the gap between a senior magician and a great magician is nothing short of a natural moat.

Not to mention Su Ziqiong's side, Harry's side, but something happened again.

To be precise, it should be someone he cares about who is in trouble.

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It wasn't a pleasant ride through a spooky corridor.

Harry had wandered around the castle in the middle of the night several times before, but had never seen so many people after the sun had set.Teachers, prefects, and ghosts patrol the corridors in pairs, looking around for anything unusual.Harry's Invisibility Cloak didn't prevent him from making noises, and on one particularly dangerous occasion, Harry stumbled while Snape stood guard a few steps away.Fortunately, Snape sneezed almost at the same time as Harry's movement.He breathed a sigh of relief when he finally came to the oak doors and gently opened them.

It was a starry night, and Harry hurried toward the lighted window of Hagrid's apartment, and it was only outside his door that he took off the Invisibility Cloak.

Seconds after Harry had knocked on the door, Hagrid flung it open.He saw Hagrid pointing a crossbow at him head-on, Fang the Hound barking loudly behind him.

"Oh, it's you," he said, putting down his weapon and glaring at them, "What are you two doing here?"

"What's that for?" said Harry, pointing to the crossbow as he walked into the room.

"Nothing...nothing," Hagrid said vaguely, "I thought...it doesn't matter...sit down...I'll make tea..."

He seemed a little distracted, and the kettle spilled water, nearly dousing the fire, and then his thick hand jerked violently, knocking the teapot over.

"Are you all right, Hagrid?" Harry asked. "Have you heard about Hermione?"

"Oh, yes, I heard," said Hagrid, his voice choking.

He kept looking nervously toward the window.He poured a large cup of boiling water for each of them, and even forgot to put the tea leaves. He was about to put a thick piece of fruit cake on a plate, when there was a loud knock on the door.

Hagrid threw away the fruitcake, and Harry exchanged glances with Hagrid in panic, then quickly put the Invisibility Cloak on his body, and retreated into a corner.Seeing that he was all hidden, Hagrid grabbed his crossbow and yanked the door open again.

"Good evening, Hagrid."

It's Dumbledore.He walked in with a very serious expression, followed by a very strange looking man.

The stranger was dumpy and stocky, with a mop of gray hair and an anxious expression on his face.He was wearing a strange mishmash of clothes: pinstriped suit, bright red tie, long black cape, purple pointed boots.He carried a dark green top hat under his arm.

That's Cornelius Fudge, Minister for Magic!Harry had seen his picture in the Daily Prophet.

Hagrid turned pale suddenly, and sweat began to break out on his brow.He sank into a chair and looked from Dumbledore to Cornelius Fudge.

"Too bad, Hagrid," said Fudge, in a crisp, quick tone. "It's so bad it has to come. Four attacks on Muggles have gone too far, and the Ministry of Magic must act."

"I haven't," Hagrid looked at Dumbledore imploringly, "you know I haven't, Professor Dumbledore, sir..."

"I haven't," Hagrid looked at Dumbledore imploringly, "you know I haven't, Professor Dumbledore, sir..."

"I hope you understand, Connelly, that I trust Hagrid completely," said Dumbledore, frowning at Fudge.

"But you see, Albus," said Fudge awkwardly, "Hagrid's criminal record is against him. The Ministry has had to do something - the School Board has been contacted."

"But I have to tell you, Cornelius, that taking Hagrid away will not help at all," Dumbledore said, his blue eyes sparkling with a fury Harry had never seen before.

"Look at it from my point of view," said Fudge, fiddling with his top hat. "I'm under a lot of pressure. Something has to be done. If it turns out it's not Hagrid, he'll be back." , there's nothing more to say. But I had to take him. Shouldn't I be doing my—"

"Take me away?" said Hagrid, shivering all over. "Take me where?"

"A short time," said Fudge, without looking Hagrid in the eye, "not a punishment, just a precaution. If another man is caught, you will be set free with a full apology... "

"Not Azkaban?" Hagrid asked hoarsely.

Before Fudge could answer, someone knocked heavily on the door again.

Dumbledore went to open the door.He let out a gasp that was clearly audible.

Mr. Lucius Malfoy strode into Hagrid's cabin, tightly wrapped in a long black traveling cloak, with a cold, contented smile on his face.Tooth started barking.

"You're here, Fudge," he said with satisfaction, "very, very well . . . "

"What are you doing here?" said Hagrid angrily. "Get out, get out of my house!"

"Dear friend, please believe me, I'm not happy to enter your - oh - do you call this a house?" Lucius Malfoy looked around the small shabby room and sneered, "I just came to see the school and I was told the headmaster is here."

"What do you want me for, Lucius?" asked Dumbledore.He spoke politely, but the anger still burned in his blue eyes.

"Things are terrible, Dumbledore," said Mr. Malfoy lazily, taking out a long roll of parchment. "The board thinks you should be let go. This is a temporary suspension—you will Seeing that twelve directors have signed it. We feel that you may not have used your talents. So far, how many attacks have occurred? Two this afternoon, right? At this rate, Huo There would be no Muggle students left in Gwartz, and we all know that would be a terrible loss for the school."

"Oh, what, what are you talking about, Lucius?" said Fudge, looking alarmed. "Dumbledore's been suspended... no, no... we absolutely don't want to..."

(End of this chapter)