I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

"Yes, I said it." Hagrid was a big-hearted person, and he hadn't noticed the chill in John's tone.

The three little ones felt it.

Ron said in his lowest voice, close to Harry's ear, "Why does he look so angry."

Harry didn't know either, and John's address to Dumbledore had caught his attention.

The anxiety in Hermione's heart was getting bigger and bigger, and she could hear John's dissatisfaction with Dumbledore.

Hagrid invited John to sit down, and poured John a cup of tea with boiling hot water.

Under the watchful eyes of the three little ones, the hot tea was steaming in the cup.

After Hagrid pushed it to John, the tea cooled down quickly, and a layer of frost condensed on the surface of the cup.

"Just like this?" John couldn't see any emotion on his face, "No preparations?"

"We brought presents," said Hagrid.

John interrupted him with a sneer, "Only presents?"

"Ah?" Hagrid was taken aback, otherwise what else?

John said in a deep voice, "How about your safety?"

"What, I'm safe," Hagrid retorted.

John looked at Hagrid and said, "That's a giant, brutal and bloodthirsty, Dumbledore didn't even give you any defense?"

"We're all right," Hagrid muttered.

"There are not only giants there," John said coldly, "there are also Death Eaters."

Hagrid still said he was fine.

John was angry, and pointed at his face and said loudly, "You're hurt, Hagrid."

"Dumbledore put you on the most dangerous mission, but never thought about your safety!"

A trace of blackness flashed in his eyes, and John said ferociously, "Is it true that everyone's life is not worth mentioning in Dumbledore's eyes?"

"John?" Hagrid said incredulously, "How can you say that about Dumbledore."

"You're my friend, Hagrid!"

John snarls: "I'm not going to let this happen to my friend!"

"Crack."

The cup cracked and the tea inside turned into lumps of ice.

Black air rose from John's body.

Hagrid was taken aback, and he was at a loss for what to do.

The three little ones were heartbroken, they had never seen John in this state.

In the past, John's appearance was full of reason, and he had never lost his composure like this.

Hagrid's injury irritated John.

The fire kept coming back in his mind.

Hagrid's tragic situation can beat a half-blood giant like this.

What a dangerous thing that must be.

And what about Dumbledore?

He just let Hagrid pass.

No aid, no equipment, not even a protection.

"John."

Things in the cabin trembled.

It's like an earthquake.

Hagrid said hastily, "I'm all right, really, John."

He was like a big brown bear holding an embroidery needle, not knowing what to do.

"Yes, Dumbledore, you are still so confused." John said to himself.

Harry shouted angrily when he heard this, "Dumbledore is not confused."

He took off the invisibility cloak, revealing the figures of the three little ones.

"Not confused?" John said coldly, "He asked Hagrid to find the giant, and he didn't even offer any help."

"That's, that's..." Harry wanted to argue but couldn't find the words.

John continued to speak coldly: "That's giants, cruel giants, why are giants exiled, because of their cruelty, Dumbledore rewarded them with luck."

"Hagrid's injury is the best proof. Dumbledore sent him to meet the most brutal giant. He only brought gifts, but no weapons."

Harry's face turned red from being bullied, and Hagrid kept saying, "I wasn't beaten by them, I was just, just..."

What came to mind, Hagrid hesitated and couldn't say.

Hermione hurriedly comforted John, "Dumbledore will not harm Hagrid."

"I can't see it," John sneered, "in Dumbledore's eyes, he never valued other people."

Having said this, Harry glared at John, "Don't insult Dumbledore!"

The black air on John's body became thicker and thicker, his eyes turned into vertical pupils in an instant, and he looked at Harry suddenly.

Harry's body turned cold, and John in front of him seemed to have turned into a dementor, surrounding him.

The scar on his forehead ached.

"enough!"

Hermione stepped forward to stop between the two, and John closed his eyes.

The black air converged towards the body, and the hut stopped trembling.

John took a deep breath and his voice returned to calm.

"I'll go to Dumbledore," John said softly, looking at Hagrid, "Take care of yourself."

He turned and left the cabin, Harry was in so much pain that he finally let out a scream and passed out.

Without looking back, he went outside the house.

Zouwu smelled his scent and ran over. John said to Zouwu, "Keep away all the animals outside, and don't let Hagrid find it."

John was a little out of control because of Hagrid's injury.

But he was a bit concerned about Hagrid's return to class.

Knowing that Hagrid's aesthetics is different, he asked Zouwu to drive away all the animals outside, but Hagrid couldn't bring those dangerous things.

...

Harry was taken to the school hospital.

Madam Pomfrey told Harry to lie down.

Harry woke up after being unconscious for nearly an hour.

Professor McGonagall came over after learning about it and asked what happened to the three people.

Hermione and Ron faltered, and Harry responded, "I'm fine, I just fell off the bed and hit my head."

Professor McGonagall was skeptical, but finally left.

After coming out of the school hospital, the three little ones returned to the Gryffindor common room.

Ron said, "Why is John so excited about Hagrid?"

He admitted that he was intimidated.

I have never seen John like that, with a hideous roar.

Unlike the king of Slytherin, the image is different.

Harry was more concerned with the eyes he saw, the eyes he had seen in his second year.

His scar started to ache after seeing it, could it be because of John?

"Because of Edgar," said Hermione with a heavy heart, "Hagrid was his friend, and he was afraid that something would happen to his friend."

"He'll be fine." Harry said dissatisfied.

Hermione said: "I think Dumbledore is indeed a little thoughtless."

As soon as these words came out, both of them cast disbelieving glances at him.

Seemingly surprised that Hermione would think so.

"Are you crazy too?" Ron yelled, "Why Dumbledore..."

"Hagrid had an accident, didn't he," Hermione interrupted Ron. "He asked Hagrid to bring a gift to meet the murderous giant. You have also heard how dangerous Hagrid is."

The two fell silent.

Hagrid's miserable appearance was obvious to all.

Not just giants, but Death Eaters as well.

Hagrid had been through such dangerous things.

But making them feel that Dumbledore did something wrong, it is still a little difficult to say.

The two boys returned to the bedroom awkwardly, and Hermione sat in front of the fireplace.

The burning fireplace made her unable to forget the coldness at that time.

"John, what's the matter with you?"

She stretched out her hand close to the fire, as if wanting to be warmer.

The fingertips felt slightly hot.

She remembered John's conversation with herself in the library.

If there is such a day.

What would you do?

Her mind was very confused.

The clever head of Miss Know-it-all couldn't find a solution for the first time.

This was more difficult than all the problems she encountered, like a question without an answer.

Either one will hurt the other.

"Please," Hermione's eyes turned red, as if she was praying to someone, "John, Harry."

"Don't look like that."

Weakness only emerges when you are alone.

...

Hermione immediately returned to her original Miss Know-it-All appearance on the second day.

She left early in the morning to prepare Hagrid for his first lesson when he returned.

Hagrid was also her friend, and she didn't want him to be kicked out of school by Umbridge.

In that case, they will all be very sad.

Harry and Ron stayed behind to deal with the pile of homework.

After Hermione came to Hagrid's hut, she waited for half an hour before seeing Hagrid returning with a bewildered face carrying raw meat.

"Hagrid, what's the matter with you?" She came to Hagrid and asked.

Hagrid still had bruises on his face, and he said confusedly, "I don't know, those animals are all gone."

He went to feed the Thestrals, and found that all the Thestrals in that place had disappeared.

He thought it was his eyesight.

...