HP Magic Biography

Chapter 884: Hagrid Returns

Speaking of which, Hagrid really gave Fan Lin a big problem.

Bringing a giant to Hogwarts under Umbridge's nose, and it's still in the Forbidden Forest of the centaurs, it's already very difficult to demarcate a lake for Nobo, and now we need to add a giant?

Fan Lin had to go to the centaur's territory to negotiate when no one was around. Fortunately, Hagrid and the centaur had a good relationship. At the same time, Fan Lin also solved the problem of the centaur's forbidden area, which expanded the centaur's territory a lot. Glop was given a position in the middle of the forest.

However, Fan Lin has always been worried about whether Gropp and Noble can get along with each other. Even though there are magic constraints, as the defender of Hogwarts, Nobo will not easily hurt the people of Hogwarts.

However, Grapp is obviously not in this range.

But that was Hagrid's concern.

It was past seven o'clock in the evening when Hagrid came back, and it was already past nine o'clock in the evening when Hagrid placed Gropp in the open space prepared by Fanlin, and the cabin next to the Forbidden Forest was lit up.

When Van Lin told Harry that Hagrid had returned, Harry ran almost full speed to the boys' dormitory to get out his Invisibility Cloak and the Marauder's Map; After waiting at the door of the dormitory for five full minutes, when she saw Hermione wearing her woven scarf and gloves and Ron showing impatience, Hermione said cautiously: It's very cold outside! We should have enough Prepare!

They hurriedly put on the invisibility cloak and climbed out of the portrait doorway. Ron had grown a lot taller, and now he had to squat down and move slowly and carefully to avoid his feet hitting obstacles!

In fact, Harry very much refused to use the Disillusionment Charm, which made him feel very uncomfortable. In the end, he and Ron wore the invisibility cloak, while Van Lin and Hermione chose a better way.

No one would mind the two pet cats. Anyway, Harry is quite envious, but Harry is destined not to become a cat. His patron saint is a stag. If he runs at Hogwarts...

The other students would definitely question Hagrid's level of care.

What's more, it seems that it is still a long way before he masters the Animagus, anyway. Harry is not sure about getting into Professor McGonagall's improvement class yet.

This matter ultimately depends on Hermione's after-school tutoring.

They walked downstairs, and Harry stopped from time to time to check the Marauder's Map to see where Fig and Mrs. Norris were.

In fact, they were very lucky not to meet anyone but Nearly Headless Nick. Nick said something inexplicably Weasley is the king while drifting away.

This is probably due to the dry fish, cats are still very familiar with the smell of other cats, especially Mrs. Norris is not the kind of cat who doesn't understand.

They walked out of the hall and outside, although it was snowing, Harry saw the smoke rising from the chimney of Hagrid's cabin, and his heart skipped a beat.

Harry broke into a run, causing Ron to stumble after him.

The two cats were jumping in the snow. Fortunately, the snow outside was not too thick, but barely covered the soles of their feet. This was almost a natural camouflage.

Finally, they walked excitedly to the door of the hut through the thick snow! When Harry knocked on the door three times with his fist, there was a sound of dogs barking inside!

Hagrid, it's us! Harry yelled!

Wait a minute! said a rough voice.

They looked at each other under the chink, and they could hear Hagrid's great joy in his voice. Three seconds later they heard the sound of the latch being pulled, and the door creaked open, revealing Hagrid's face through the crack!

Hermione screamed.

My God, keep your voice down! said Hagrid hastily, dodging their gaze abruptly. You are wearing an invisibility cloak, right? Well, come in, come in!

Sorry! Hermione gasped.

The three of them followed closely into Hagrid's house. They took off their cloaks so Hagrid could see them.

I really - oh, Hagrid! You're...

It was an accident, an accident, said Hagrid hastily, closing the door and all the windows after they entered the house, but Hermione saw the terrified look on his face.

Hagrid's hair was glued together with congealed blood, and his left eye had a swollen scar and another that had been beaten purple-black. There were a number of cuts on his face and hands, some of which were still bleeding, and Harry suspected from his careful movements that he had broken his ribs.

He had evidently just arrived home, and his large black cloak and rucksack were lying on a chair behind the door. Hagrid, who was about the size of two men, was putting a copper lotus pot on the stove.

What happened to you? Harry asked, Fang was bouncing around them, trying to lick their faces...

Accident! insisted Hagrid. Want a cup of tea?

Don't lie, said Ron, tell the truth!

I told you, it's all right, Hagrid looked at them, and was about to give them a smile, but turned away wincingly.

You should know what you are doing, Hagrid. Fan Lin said seriously.

I know very well, well, I'm fine, this is just an accident. Hagrid said loudly, probably because of lack of confidence, and his voice became weaker and weaker until there was no sound at all. , Hagrid had to change the subject quickly.

Hi! It's good to see you! What a lovely summer, isn't it?

Hagrid, you're being attacked! said Ron.

I told you just now, it was an accident! Hagrid insisted. You think we'll never see that you've been punched in the face? said Ron.

You should ask Madam Pomfrey to show you, Hagrid, said Hermione also worriedly, your wound looks dirty!

They won't kill me, that's all right, said Hagrid subduedly. He walked to the big wooden table in the center of the hut, and suddenly lifted the rag that was covering it. Underneath lay a steak as big as a car tire dripping with green blood.

Hagrid, you didn't want to eat this, did you? said Ron, leaning over the table to look at the meat. It looks like it might be poisonous.

It just looks venomous, it's dragon meat, Hagrid said. Ah, I won't eat it!

He picked up a piece of dragon meat and patted it lightly on his left cheek. Green blood was dripping down his beard as he let out a contented groan.

It's much better, and they're great for healing wounds.

You should tell me in your letter so that I can prepare some potions for you, Hagrid. Fan Lin said,

So, will you tell us, what happened to you? Harry asked

No, Harry, this is top secret and my job doesn't allow me to tell you

Did the giant hit you, Hagrid? Hermione asked quietly.

The dragon meat in Hagrid's hand fell to his chest.

Did you tell them?

It's no secret. Hermione snapped, We're at the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, but you've never been here.

So, the giant made this wound? But when Fan Lin came back, he didn't tell us that you were injured... Harry asked quickly.