Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“Hagrid!”

The gate of the hunting lodge was once again knocked out by peng peng, and the knocker shouted loudly, and there was an imposing manner to keep the door open.

“Hagrid, enough! We know you are inside! No one cares about your mother is a giant, Hagrid! I heard that Marx didn’t talk to you? Open the door quickly-“

It was Hermione, she looked so hot, and Harry and Ron were standing behind her.

Not long after, the door was opened from the inside. Hermione just said “You should have been -“, and suddenly slammed, because she found that she was not Hagrid, but headmaster – Albus Dumbledore.

“Good afternoon,” he said happily, looking down at them with a smile.

“We – um – we want to see Hagrid.” Hermione said softly.

“Ah, I have already guessed it,” Dumbledore said, with a witty light in his eyes. “Why don’t you come in?”

“Oh… um… okay,” Hermione said.

She walked into the hut with Ron and Harry. Harry just entered the door, and his teeth rushed toward him, screaming and licking his ears.

“Oh-Marx?” Hermione screamed in amazement and let Harry quickly break free of extra enthusiasm.

At this point, Marx was sitting next to the small round table with Hagrid, and there were three large teacups in front of them.

“Are you also coming?” Marx ordered nodded at them, calmly.

Marx is of course the same as in peacetime, but Hagrid looks very embarrassed at this time.

Scabbers on his face was a little bit, his eyes were red and swollen, and he went to the other extreme on the hair problem: he no longer tried to clean his hair, they have now completely changed back to the state of the past steel ball – even It may be worse.

“Hello, Marx, Hagrid,” Harry said.

At this time, Hagrid slowly raised his head.

“Good.” He replied in a very hoarse voice.

“Drink some more tea,” Dumbledore said, closing the door behind Harry, Ron, and Hermione, pulling out the wand, and fiddling with it, and a rotating tea tray and a cake appeared in the air. Dumbledore used the magic to make the tea tray on the table, and everyone sat down.

After a moment of silence, Dumbledore said: “Hagrid, have you heard the words that Miss Granger shouted?”

Hermione’s face was a little red, and Dumbledore laughed at her and continued: “From the posture they just wanted to break into, Henmione, Harry and Ron seem to be willing to pay you this friend.”

“Of course we are willing to make friends with you!” Harry looked at Hagrid and said, “Do you think that Skeeter’s cow – sorry, Professor.” He said quickly, looking at Dumbledore.

“I was deaf, I didn’t hear what you were talking about, Harry,” Dumbledore said. He played with two thumbs and his eyes on the ceiling.

“Well–well,” Harry said uneasily. “I mean – Hagrid, how do you think we care about that–women-what?”

“Yeah! You and Marx, and us that night, didn’t you talk well?” Ron also echoed.

Two rounded teardrops flowed out of Hagrid’s black eyes and slowly infiltrated into his tangled beard.

“But now I am a teacher…not everyone…” Hagrid said hoarsely. “Not everyone wants me to stay.”

“Hagrid, are you going to complete the unfinished goal of Helga Hufflepuff?” Marx patted him, easily said, “Do you want to unify the entire Hogwarts? Or do you want to unify the whole world?”

“What?” Hagrid looked up towards Marx.

“Everyone has their own ideas, there is support for you, and there will definitely be against you…” Marx said, “You can’t let everyone like you, don’t you?”

He was paused and pointed very directly at Dumbledore, who was sitting across from him. “You see, the greatest white wizard is sitting in front of you today! But he is not going to be criticized and accused? You can He, he will change a sweet taste every day, never because of the accusations are not comfortable.”

Dumbledore didn’t look at Marx. He just laughed a little. “Then I should lock myself in Study and refuse to talk to anyone? It doesn’t make sense, isn’t it?”

“But – you are not half-giant!” Hagrid said hoarsely.

“Hagrid, look at what kind of relatives I have!” Harry said angrily. “Look at the Dursley family!”

“A wonderful view!” said Professor Dumbledore. “My pro-younger brother Aberforth was sued for the indiscriminate use of magic on a goat. It was hiding the sky and covering the earth in the newspaper, but Aberforth hid. No? No, no! He raised his head high, so he did his own thing! Of course, I am not sure he knows the word, so he may not be courageous…”

“The courage of your younger brother is bigger than the few of us. You don’t cover up for him…” Marx unceremoniously dismantled the road. “He doesn’t like you, always put things in his heart.” ”

“Oh-Marx, you shouldn’t say that-” Harry couldn’t help but admire, “Professor Dumbledore, what happened between you?” Hermione said-“

“About this –” Marx suddenly interrupted. “I’m very clear about this in the World Cup. I don’t think I have to repeat it?”

When Marx said these words, Dumbledore just looked down and said nothing.

When Hagrid stopped crying because of this, and looked up and worried about them, Dumbledore suddenly stood up.

“In short, I don’t accept your resignation report. Hagrid, I hope that you will come back to class next Monday.” He said, “You go to the auditorium to have breakfast with me at 8:30. You can’t find reasons to shirk. I wish you all good afternoon. “”

Dumbledore walked to the door, only stopped and bent over his ears, and left the hut. From beginning to end, he didn’t even look at Marx’s direction.

“Marx, I think… you and Dumbledore must have had a misunderstanding…” Hagrid wiped his crying red eyes, but instead persuaded Marx, “Dumbledore is a great person, really… ”

“Yeah, he is amazing.” Marx said, picking up a piece of cake from Dumbledore’s plate and groping as he ate. “Don’t you come one? It’s just one person…”

“Marx…” Harry was about to say something, but Hermione pulled his sleeve.

“Hagrid, will you come back?” She whispered to Hagrid. “Come back, we miss you…”

Hagrid licked his face, nodded said: “Oh, of course… I did this, my father will definitely blush for me…” Tears flowed out again, he wiped them hard and said: “I still I haven’t seen you photos of my father dad, are you? Here…”

Hagrid stood up and walked to the closet, pulled a drawer, took a photo with a short wizard, and the eyes were the same as Hagrid. It was black and smashed into a seam. He sat on Hagrid’s shoulder. I laughed very much.

Referring to an apple tree next to it, Hagrid is seven or eight feet tall, but his face is young, full, smooth, and has no beard – he looks up to eleven.

“This is what I took shortly after I entered Hogwarts,” Hagrid said hoarsely. “Father is happy… he thought I couldn’t be a wizard. You know, because my mother… oh, don’t mention it. Of course, I haven’t been very open in magic… but he didn’t at least see me being fired…”

Hagrid smashed some past events and said a lot of words until he got out of those memories, and then re-looked towards the four teenagers in front of him.

“Do you know, Harry?” he said, raising his head from his father’s photo, his eyes very bright. “When I first saw you, you reminded me of myself. Your parents are both dead and worried. Don’t adapt to Hogwarts, remember? You don’t believe that you really have the ability… but look at you now, Harry! School’s champion!”

“And Marx, to be honest, I have never seen a child like you… When you are with me, I often forget your age! No one can be as talented as you, smart and diligent… …” Hagrid said again. “Others may not be very clear, but I saw it with my own eyes! You used to practice potion here, almost every day, over and over again…”

“Of course, Hermione is also great, the test scores are better than Marx, and there are books everywhere…”

He is paused and then very serious: “I believe that the winner of the Triwizard Cup will definitely be among you, and no matter who gets the Triwizard Cup, it will be visible to everyone – not only the pure bloodline of the wizard can do it. I don’t have to be ashamed of my origin.”

He said, and he thought of something like it. Suddenly said: “Yes, how is your nephew studying?”

“Of course,” Harry said. “There is already a look.”

Hermione also couldn’t bear to destroy the atmosphere, and subconsciously followed the nodded.

As for Marx, he doesn’t have to say it, because no one would think that he would be stumped by a blind man.

The feeling of lying to Hagrid and lying to others is different.

That evening, when Harry returned to the castle with Ron and Hermione, Harry’s eyes were always in front of Hagrid’s fantasy Harry, who won the title of the hegemony, the expression of joy on the unshaven face, which seemed to linger in his mind.

“You haven’t figured it out yet?” Marx said strangely.

“I only know, I should be looking for a way to replace rune…” Hermione hesitated. “I can unlock it, but I don’t know how to replace it…”

“You think it’s too complicated…” Marx shook his head. “This is just a test of our mobility. Look around!”