Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

Peeves and Umbridge can't decide the winner yet.

Writing about Umbridge’s unlucky days would be too high a word count, so let’s talk about the news Harry brought back.

Without Quidditch practice weighing on his head, Harry had some time after class, and during these days he became very fond of running to Hagrid's hut.

On this day, he brought back a piece of news.

"What?" Hermione put the book in her hand on the table with some disbelief, making a heavy "snap" sound, "Hagrid raised one in the Forbidden Forest--"

"Shh..." Harry quickly put his finger to his mouth.

Hermione was surprised to realize that her voice was a little loud, which attracted curious looks from the little wizards. She quickly put the book up and looked at Harry with a searching gaze. Soul who was lying next to him also raised his eyes slightly.

"Ah, yes." Harry nodded sadly, "A giant."

"Sixteen feet tall, can you imagine? That's a dwarf for Hagrid."

"Originally Umbridge was looking for trouble for him. If she knew that Hagrid had raised a giant in the Forbidden Forest..." Hermione said in a hurry, "Hagrid would be kicked out."

"Actually, Umbridge has been suspecting Hagrid ever since someone put a Niffler into Umbridge's office..." Harry shook his head and whispered,

"Whether Hagrid brings Grawp to the Forbidden Forest or not, the outcome will make no difference."

"Group?"

"Oh, that's the giant's name." Harry said, "Grawp is Hagrid's brother."

"younger brother?"

"Yes, half brother." Harry nodded.

"I'm so glad that Hagrid still has relatives left in this world." Hermione commented with a strange look on her face.

"Hello..." Sur on the side choked on his saliva.

"Okay then." Hermione sighed helplessly, "Hagrid takes you to meet his brother. What's his plan?"

"That's why I came to see you, Hermione." Harry looked confused.

"Hagrid entrusted me to tell you that Grawp is in the Forbidden Forest. He hopes that you can go to the Forbidden Forest to teach Grawp in the future when you are free. Well...if you can, he I hope you can also leave this matter to a friend. As for what kind of friend, Hagrid didn’t tell me. He said you know who it is?”

"Huh?" A question mark popped up above Hermione's head, but when she heard it later, she still glanced at Soul without leaving any trace.

There is no need to say who that friend is referring to.

"I know, ha, being a Chinese teacher for a giant would be a wonderful experience, don't you think?"

As she spoke, Hermione placed her hand on Soul's smooth fur.

The person Hermione asked this question was Soul, but Harry thought it was him, and he smiled awkwardly,

"Oh, I think so. It's possible that no wizard has ever had such a wonderful experience. Oh, but that's not necessarily the case. The premise is that if Hagrid is not fired, there is no need for us to do anything more... Well... "

"Okay, I get it, Harry, thank you for coming to tell me this. It's one more thing to worry about, but... I guess there won't be any problem, right?" Hermione said,

"You know, if Umbridge targets someone, she won't let him go easily. Well, after all, the new official takes up three tasks. The first one is to drive a half-blood giant out of the castle. Ha, it's pretty good. Performance, right?”

As she said that, Hermione glanced at Suer. Suer was a little speechless, but he still nodded his chin slightly and planned to take a trip to the Forbidden Forest at night.

Now the head centaurs in the Forbidden Forest are professors in the castle, which means that they have unified opinions internally. It will not be the case in the original book where Firenze was regarded as a traitor and the centaurs did not welcome other wizards into the Forbidden Forest and obstructed them. .

"I will find time to find Hagrid. Then, I have to review next. Why don't you go to the stadium to see the results of Ron's game? I remember today is the final, right?"

Harry then remembered that his good brothers were playing a game today...

He patted his head and stood up.

At this time, a faint singing sound came.

"Weasley, our king, will never put the goal in."

"Gryffindor sings: Weasley, our king!"

……

The game was won, and Ron was holding the silver Quidditch cup in his hand. Although he bumped into the Fat Lady's photo frame hard when he entered the door and had a bump on his head, he still couldn't hide his excitement.

Gryffindor defeated Ravenclaw. Ginny caught the Golden Snitch under Qiu Zhang's nose. When the total score was calculated, it was just ten points ahead of the second place. Gryffindor became the winner of the Triwizard Tournament. The overall winner of the first annual Quidditch Cup.

During the night party, Ron took Harry and talked endlessly about the progress of the game. Hermione hugged Soul, put on Harry's invisibility cloak, and quietly walked out of the lounge.

In any case, Hagrid made a request and he had to go take a look.

Hagrid was very happy to see Soul and Hermione, as was Fang. He happily agreed to take Soul to meet his younger brother, and was also very happy that Soul was willing to take care of his brother when he was not in the castle in the future. .

Soul felt strangely that there was a subtle change in Hagrid's attitude towards him.

That kind of respect that seems to be absent, yes, respect, just like others face Professor Dumbledore.

Soul didn't know why, but didn't ask any more questions.

The meeting with Grawp was not pleasant. He was a little irritable, but Hagrid did a good job. Grawp's hands and feet were tied with thick iron chains, and he could only move within a limited range.

Hermione was a little frightened when the giant grabbed her, but it was nothing serious.

"You don't need to feed him or anything," Hagrid said. "You just need to come over and check on him every few days to see if he is still alive and talk to him..."

"If that's all." Hermione looked a little frightened, hugged Soul and nodded,

"Okay, you can, but you know, Hagrid, we have to take the owls exam next, so we may not have enough time."

"Of course, of course." Hagrid nodded repeatedly, "I just...how do you say that word, um, prepare for a rainy day."

"Graup is a good boy. He was just saying hello to you."

At this time, the sound of creaking tree roots came, and the good boy Hagrid said performed a show of uprooting a coniferous tree in front of them.

Pine needles fell.

"Oh!" Hagrid slapped his face, and laughed dryly under the strange looks of Soul and Hermione, "He is still a child, well, pulling out trees is just a little hobby."

"Shall we, uh--- go back now? Okay?"