Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

In the hunting lodge, Hagrid sat sideways on the sofa next to the fireplace and stared at the copper kettle on the fire.

Behind him, a thick black travel cloak was hanging on the back of the sofa, which was the same as his body, not only ruined, but also stained everywhere.

In the shadow behind the sofa, one foot can hold two and a half of Harry’s oversized package is placed on the ground, and there is nothing in it.

On the other side of the fireplace, Hermione and Luna, two female children, each occupied the last two broken wooden chairs in the hut.

As for Harry and Ron, they were sitting on the wood pile for the fire and the dirty wooden barrels.

By the way, the big dog that Hagrid raised was now lying next to the table at the back. It stared at the table while screaming and shining.

“Hagrid, where have you been during this time? What happened? How to make this look…” Harry couldn’t help but ask again.

The hunting lodge has been vacant for a while, and looking at Hagrid is obviously just coming back. Because of the long-time no-clean relationship, a thin layer of ash has been accumulated everywhere in the hut.

But now, everyone has no time to take care of these little things.

“I said, nothing!”

Hagrid said stubbornly, picking up the umbrella next to the fireplace and pointing it at the fire. Suddenly, the pile of firewood slammed out more flames and worked harder to pick up the copper kettle on the iron shelf.

Firewood slammed a light sound, bursting a lot of fire stars, causing Hermione to move her feet out, lest the splashes of flames point to their trouser legs.

“Get it, Hagrid!” Ron looked at his wolverine. “You basically said what you said, you don’t have to stare at us?”

“My face? No, isn’t that nothing?” Hagrid straightened up and patted his cheek, but he frowned. “Well…oh! I can see you again, it’s really happy.” … isn’t it?”

“Hagrid!”

Hermione saw that he tried to open the subject in a bad way, rounded his eyes and called him with dissatisfaction.

“Really, who have you been beaten? Now you are like this, how miserable it looks!” Harry asked with a worried look. “Is it… Voldemort?”

“Don’t mention that name!” Hagrid sighed hard, then scratched his scalp. “Well, okay, I did run into a small mistake, but it’s really nothing – tomorrow will be good, believe it or not?”

“The most important thing is that this and that – well, you know who it is – have nothing to do with ‘that person’, radical, complete, thorough – no relationship!”

After all, Hagrid waved his hand and then got up and walked to the table on the other side of the hut. I saw that he first used his feet to pull the teeth that were squatting at the table, and then opened a huge tea towel that was placed on the table.

Everyone knows this, and they have been making a lot of non-stop teeth, but today they quietly stared at the table from the time they came in.

Because under the huge tea towel, there is a piece of raw meat that is bigger than the car tires.

“You don’t want to ask us to eat that?” Ron stared at the suspicious piece of meat. “It looks like… looks poisonous?”

As Ron said, the sale of this piece of meat is really bad.

Although the meat of that creature can’t be seen, just look at the cut surface of the green blood. It is estimated that no one wants to put it in his mouth.

“No poison, it was originally like this – it is dragon meat,” Hagrid said. “Peruvian fangs… Dragon meat is non-toxic, but I don’t plan to eat it.”

As he spoke, he picked up the piece of dragon meat and slid it on his left face. The dark green blood was squeezed out and flowed to his clothes along his beard.

Immediately, he groaned comfortably.

“Oh… it’s much more comfortable,” Hagrid said with a sideways face. “You see, bloody dragon meat has an analgesic effect – Dumbledore told me before.”

“what–“

When Hagrid mentioned Dumbledore’s name, everyone subconsciously avoided the look. Only Luna did not react excessively, only showing a little pity.

“What’s wrong?” Hagrid said strangely. “This is true. Dumbledore has studied the use of dragon blood. If you are injured in the future—”

When he said this, he suddenly snorted: “Oh, what I said… you don’t want to get hurt, the pain is not good…”

“Hagrid!”

Harry couldn’t help it, and couldn’t help but raise the door to interrupt Hagrid’s whistle.

“en?”

Even Hagrid has now noticed that something is wrong with the atmosphere. He looked at the three-faced young lion with a dignity and hesitated to stop the words in his mouth.

“Don’t you talk about dragon blood?” Hagrid asked hesitantly. “…What the hell is it?”

In the eyes of Hagrid’s enquiry, Harry, who had just opened the mouth, opened his mouth again and found that he did not know what to say. Ron is slightly lower his head, and he doesn’t know what he is saying.

Hermione wanted to talk a few times, but what she said was stuck in her throat.

Hagrid has always regarded Dumbledore as the greatest benefactor, and all three of them know it.

When Chamber of Secrets was first opened, Voldemort, who was the starter, was married to his student Hagrid.

When Hagrid was expelled from his parents, Dumbledore left him and gave him the job of the gamekeeper and the key custodian.

In the face of such Hagrid, how can they bear to say the cruel facts?

But they all understand that Hagrid needs to know sooner or later. Not to mention that Hagrid is now at Hogwarts, and even if he doesn’t come back outside, Dumbledore’s death will soon reach his ears.

“Hagrid, Dumbledore is dead.”

Just as the three of them were sighing and their hearts were bored, Luna’s nightmare sound suddenly rang.

Although her voice is as soft as ever, if it is in a noisy place, it is even easy to be ignored.

But at this moment, her words are no less than a thunder, and they are on the scalp of everyone.

“What…what?” Hagrid trembled with his hand on the dragon’s flesh, then frowned slightly. “Miss Lovegood, you can’t mess with this joke…”

There was a heavy atmosphere just paving the way, even if Hagrid didn’t believe it at all, but I felt a little more uneasy in my heart.

His words fell a little, and then there was another silence.

Hagrid looked back and forth at the faces of the four children, and the stagnation of his heart grew. He took off the dragon’s flesh on his face, spread his hands and squirmed in a hurry, letting the half-faced green dragon blood fall to his shoulders.

“Don’t talk! How?… Is it a popular group of students in the midst of a mischief? Is it the Weasley Family’s twin invention…”

“This is not funny at all! I said, hello… please, please give me some reaction, huh?”

“Hagrid -” Hermione jerked her head up and looked at the somewhat chaotic Hagrid. “Luna is not kidding… but… Dumbledore must be for us… for Hogwarts… his expression is calm… …”

She spoke intermittently, trying to find something to comfort Hagrid, but she never knew how to word it. After a burst of incoherence, she finally turned her eyes away.

“……Sorry.”

Hermione doesn’t know why she apologizes, perhaps because of her powerlessness, or what other reasons – she doesn’t know.

“This is real?”

Hagrid seemed to lose strength all over his body, his hand slammed down, and the dragon meat that had been caught in his hand also fell to the ground.

“……it is true?”

He suddenly turned his head, looked to towards Harry, and looked toward towards Ron, but they were all dejected. After a deep took a deep breath, his tears rushed out of his eyes.

Look at the dragon meat on the ground next to the teeth, and then look at the sad face of Hagrid. After a little hesitation, it was still quietly squatting at Hagrid’s feet, gently picking up Hagrid’s leg side with his head.

At first Hagrid just cried silently, and later he cried more and more, and soon became a cry. There was a lot of ambiguity in my mouth, and it seemed to be very painful.

Harry and the others were sitting with red eyes and waiting for Hagrid silently, even Luna’s emotions were significantly lower.

Probably because last night, whether it was the professors or the Marx who arrived later, they all set a calm appearance in order to stabilize the situation. So that Hermione could even try to calm down and make some speculations about Dumbledore’s death.

At this moment, Hagrid’s cry gave them the most real feeling.

Whether Dumbledore is a real death or a suspended animation, at least his body actually appears in front of everyone.

When the people were crying in Hagrid’s cry, reminiscent of Dumbledore’s kind face and the sly words, the sorrow that fell in the depths of the heart finally broke out.

Like the joy of warmth, sadness is sometimes an infectious disease. Hagrid’s crying infects the children without any traces, and the salty tears slipped uncontrollably.

Luna smoked her nose, rubbed her eyes with her sleeves, and looked carefully towards everyone.

“I didn’t cry when mother died, because Mother doesn’t like someone crying…” she said, “only tears of joy can flow, Professor Dumbledore. He…will definitely not want to see sad tears.”