Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 478 Klopp

"Quick, Filch, quick!" Umbridge screamed as she ran down the stairs, "We have to find a way, otherwise they will fly all over the school! Faint!"

The tip of her wand suddenly erupted with a burst of red light, hitting a rocket.

But the rocket did not stop in the air, but exploded violently. It blasted a hole in a painting, in which a sentimental witch escaped in time on the grass, only to reappear a few seconds later.

She squeezed into the painting next door, where several wizards were playing cards, and they hurriedly stood up to make room for her.

"Don't use the Stunning Charm on them, Filch!" Umbridge shouted angrily, as if Filch had cast the spell just now.

"You're right, Headmaster!" Filch gasped. In fact, he was a squib. Rather than knocking out the firecrackers, it would be better for him to swallow them. Filch rushed to a nearby cupboard and pulled out a firecracker.

He took a broom and began to swat the fireworks in mid-air, but within a few seconds the broom head caught fire.

Harry had seen enough. He smiled and bent down deeply, running down the corridor towards a door not far away. He knew that this door was hidden behind a tapestry.

Harry sneaked in quietly and found Fred and George hiding behind the door. They were listening to Umbridge and Filch yelling, trying hard to suppress laughter and making their bodies tremble.

"It's amazing!" Harry said softly, grinning widely. "It's amazing! You will drive Dr. Flibaba's business out of business!"

"Thanks," George whispered, wiping tears of laughter from his face, "Hey, I hope she tries the Vanishing Charm on them next? As long as you do that, they'll grow tenfold."

Fireworks continued to burn throughout the afternoon and spread to every part of the school.

Although these fireworks, especially the firecrackers, caused a lot of chaos, other teachers didn't seem to care much.

"Oh, my God, my God, my God." Professor McGonagall sneered coldly. At this time, a fire dragon was flying around in her classroom, making loud explosions and spitting out flames. "Miss Brown, may I ask you a question?"

Can you run and tell the principal that there is a firework that slipped through the classroom?"

As a result, Umbridge spent all that afternoon running around the school and dealing with the requests of other teachers.

It was as if no one of these teachers could clear the fireworks in their room without her.

The school bell rang, and they walked towards Gryffindor Tower with their schoolbags. At this time, Harry was very satisfied to see Umbridge, who was disheveled and blackened by fireworks, stumbling around with a look on her face.

Walking out of Professor Flitwick's classroom in sweat.

"Thank you very much, Professor!" Professor Flitwick said in a high-pitched voice, "Of course, I can clear these fireworks sticks myself, but I am not sure whether I have this power."

With a smile on his face, he closed the classroom door in front of Umbridge, who had a dirty face.

That night in the Gryffindor common room, Fred and George became heroes, and even Hermione fought her way through the excited crowd to congratulate them.

The fireworks show created by George Weasley and Fred Weasley lasted for a whole week, but Umbridge and her disciplinary team were helpless -

To be precise, Hathaway Romanoff had a way, but Tiera wouldn't let her take action.

Because the right prank will deepen Umbridge's pain.

It's not the time for Umbridge's mental breakdown yet. Appropriate pain from herself plus Tiera's own patchwork can still barely maintain the stability of Umbridge's mental dimension.

Perhaps because Dumbledore still had power, a week later, when all the fireworks in the castle disappeared on their own, George and Fred Weasley were not punished for it. Umbridge seemed to have completely forgotten about it.

Something like that.

Although this incident was very shocking and very popular, it was quickly forgotten by students in fifth grade and above because——

Exams and exams are coming.

To be precise, there were only twenty-three days until the exam, and Harry spent all his spare time reviewing.

When Harry went to bed, he just felt as if his mind was filled with what he had learned, and he found that he couldn't sleep at all; and when he fell asleep, most nights, his overstressed brain was so overwhelmed that he couldn't sleep at all.

What emerged were silly dreams about exams.

With fourteen days left before the exam, Hagrid approached Harry, Ron and Hermione, hoping that they could come to his hut next to the Forbidden Forest when they had time.

Hagrid looked miserable, his nose was bleeding, his eyes were all blue, and he looked sad.

"I'm so grateful you did this, really, really grateful, really," Hagrid said as they walked up the steps. He was looking around nervously as he walked down to the grass. "I hope she doesn't notice us.

"

"Are you talking about Umbridge?" Harry asked, "She won't. George and Fred have been causing trouble for her recently, but at the same time because of Dumbledore, Umbridge dare not

To punish them, George and the others placed a stinky swamp on the third floor right in front of Umbridge's office the day before yesterday. Now Umbridge and other members of the disciplinary inspection team are busy dealing with the swamp."

"That's good." Hagrid breathed a sigh of relief,

Hagrid took them into the Forbidden Forest.

"Hagrid, why are you armed?" Harry asked.

"Just in case." Hagrid said, shrugging his broad shoulders.

Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other, but out of trust in Hagrid, they did not continue to ask.

The further they walked into the Forbidden Forest, the more luxuriant the weeds on the path became, the denser the trees became, and the light became as dark as dusk.

They soon went further out, but Harry felt no uneasiness until Hagrid unexpectedly left the path and began weaving left and right through the trees, heading toward the gloomy heart of the Forbidden Forest.

"Hagrid!" Harry said, struggling through the dense tangle of thorns. Hagrid was able to cross them effortlessly.

"Move forward." Hagrid turned around and said, "Come on, Harry? We can't spread out now."

It was very difficult to keep up with Hagrid. When Hagrid passed through the branches and bushes, it was as easy as passing through spider webs, but they caught Harry and Hermione's robes, always tangled them tightly,

They had to stop for a few minutes to free themselves. Within moments, Harry's arms and legs were covered with tiny cuts and scratches. Now that they were deep into the Forbidden Forest, sometimes Harry could only

I saw Hagrid's huge black figure in front of me. Shrouded in silence, any sound seemed to bring danger.

There was an echo of the snapping of a twig, and a slight rustling of something moving, though it might have been a harmless sparrow, which made Harry look carefully in the darkness.

, to see if there are any bad guys.

This reminded him that he had never been so deep into the Forbidden Forest without seeing any animals, and their disappearance suddenly gave him an ominous feeling.

"Hagrid, is it okay if we light the wand?" Hermione asked softly.

"Oh, okay, okay." Hagrid turned around and whispered, "Actually -"

He stopped suddenly and turned around.

Hermione bumped into him and was bounced back.

Ron caught her before she fell to the ground in the Forbidden Forest.

"Aren't we here yet?" Ron asked.

"It's here..." Hagrid suddenly turned around and said with some embarrassment, "Well... that's it, I... I have it, I have it, I have something that I might want to trouble you with..."

"Hagrid, what are you talking about?" Harry asked in confusion, "What do you mean by troubling us? Your business is my business."

"Uh... did anyone hear anything?" Ron raised his ears in fear and stopped behind Hermione.

"Don't be afraid Ron, don't be afraid, there's no danger," Hagrid said.

"That's right..." Hagrid twisted his fingers nervously, "I have a younger brother..."

The rustling sounds in the forest are getting thicker and louder.

"What is that? What is that sound?" Ron shouted nervously.

"Hey, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, that's, that's, that's... Klopp..."

A dirty, child-like giant suddenly ran out from behind Hagrid——

This giant was stupid, wearing funny and dirty loose clothes, and was extremely tall. Hagrid, who was more than three meters tall, could only reach his knees.