Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Hagrid!"

The door of the hunting lodge was knocked again, and the knocker shouted aloud, and there was a swear-in oath not to let the door open.

"Hagrid, that's enough! We know you're inside! No one cares if your mother is a giant, Hagrid! I heard, didn't Maca talk to you? Open the door—"

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

Before long, the door was opened from the inside. Hermione had just said, "You should have--" and stunned again, because she found that it was not Hagrid who faced her, but the principal-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 guessed it already," said Dumbledore, with humorous light in his eyes. "Why don't you come in?"

"Oh ... uh ... okay," Hermione said.

She entered the cabin with Ron and Harry. As soon as Harry entered the door, Teeth suddenly rushed at him, barking, trying to lick his ears.

"Oh-Maca?" Hermione whispered in surprise and Harry broke free of her extra enthusiasm.

At this moment, Maca was sitting at the little round table with Hagrid, with three large tea cups in front of them.

"You're here too?" Maca nodded at them, calmly.

Maca was of course the same as usual, but Hagrid looked very embarrassed at this time.

His face was spotty, his eyes were red and swollen, and he went to the other extreme when it came to hair problems: he no longer thought of ways to clean his hair, they have now completely changed back to the wire ball state of the past-even Could be worse.

"Hello, Maca, Hagrid," Harry said.

At this time, Hagrid slowly raised his head.

"OK." He replied in a very husky voice.

"Drink more tea," Dumbledore said, closing the door behind Harry, Ron, and Hermione, pulling out his wand and flicking gently, and a spinning tea tray and a plate of cake appeared in the air immediately. . Dumbledore magically set 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 called?"

Hermione's face was slightly red, Dumbledore smiled at her and continued: "From the posture they just wanted to break through, it seems that Hermione, Harry and Ron are still willing to make you a friend."

"Of course we are willing to make friends with you!" Harry looked at Hagrid and said, "Do you think that Scot's cow-sorry, Professor." He said quickly, and looked at Dumbledore.

"I was deaf for a while and didn't hear what you were talking about, Harry." Dumbledore said. He played with two thumbs and stared at the ceiling.

"Well--well," Harry said in a restless voice. "I mean--Hagrid, why do you think we care about what--women--write? ''

"Yeah! Didn't you have a good conversation with Maca and us that night?" Ron echoed.

Two round tears flowed from Hagrid's dark eyes and slowly penetrated into his tangled beard.

"But now I'm in the position of teacher ... not everyone ..." Hagrid said hoarsely, "not everyone wants me to stay."

"Hagrid, are you trying to accomplish Helga Hitchpac's unfinished goal?" Maca patted him, saying easily, "Do you want to unify the entire Hogwarts? Or do you want to unify the world? "

"What?" Hagrid stared blankly at Maca.

"Everyone has their own ideas, there are those who support you, then there must be something against you ..." Maca said, "You can't let everyone like you, don't you?"

He paused and pointed very directly at Dumbledore, who was sitting opposite him, "Look, the greatest white wizard today is sitting in front of you! But hasn't he been criticized and accused a lot? Look at him again, he will change to a sweet taste every day, never because of those accusations uncomfortable. "

Dumbledore didn't look at Maca, he just smiled slightly: "Then I should keep myself in the study and refuse to talk to anyone? That doesn't make sense, does it?"

"But-you're not a half-blooded giant!" Hagrid said hoarsely.

"Hagrid, see what kind of relatives I have!" Harry said angrily, "look at the Dursleys!"

"Great view!" Said Professor Dumbledore. "My brother, Aberforth, was sued for misusing a goat. It was overwhelming in the newspaper, but Aberforth hid. Didn't you get up? No, not at all! He raised his head high, so he can do it! Of course, I'm not sure he knows the word, so he might not be bold ... "

"Your brother's courage is bigger than those of us, so don't hide it for him ..." Maca said unceremoniously. "He's not like you, he always keeps things in mind." "

"Oh-Maka, you shouldn't say that--" Harry couldn't help but persuade, "Professor Dumbledore, what happened between you? Hermione said-"

"About this--" Maca interrupted suddenly. "I made this very clear at the World Cup scene, and I don't think I need to repeat it, right?"

While Marka said these words, Dumbledore just dropped his eyelids and said nothing.

When Hagrid stopped his tears because of the incident and raised his head to look at them both anxiously, Dumbledore suddenly stood up.

"In short, I don't accept your resignation report. Hagrid, I hope you will return to class next Monday." He said, "You will have breakfast with me in the auditorium at half past eight. No reason can be excused. I wish you all the afternoon it is good."

Dumbledore walked toward the door, stopped and bent his teeth, scratched his teeth, and left the hut. From start to finish, he didn't even look at him in the direction of Maca.

"Maca, I think ... there must be some misunderstanding between you and Dumbledore ..." Hagrid wiped his crying eyes, but persuaded Maca, "Dumbledore is an amazing People, really ... "

"Yeah, he's amazing." Marka said, picking up a piece of cake from the plate that Dumbledore had obtained, eating vaguely and authentically, "Are you guys not here? Just one person here ... "

"Maca ..." Harry was about to say something, but Hermione pulled his sleeve.

"Hagrid, will you come back?" She whispered to Hagrid. "Come back, we all miss you ..."

Hagrid rubbed his face, and nodded, "Well, of course ... I will do this, my dad will blush for me ..." Tears came out again, and he wiped them away with force, and said, "I I have n’t shown you a picture of my old dad, have you? Here ... ”

Hagrid stood up and walked to the closet. He opened a drawer and took out a photo. There was a short wizard with eyes as dark as Hagrid's, and it was dark. He made a seam. He sat in Hagrid's Smile on his shoulders.

Looking at an apple tree next to him, Hagrid is seven or eight feet tall, but his face is young, full, smooth, and without a beard—he looks up to eleven years old.

"This was taken shortly after I entered Hogwarts," Hagrid said hoarsely. "Daddy is so happy ... he didn't think I could be a wizard, you know, because my mother ... well, Not to mention. Of course, I haven't been very enlightened in magic ... but at least he hasn't seen me fired ... "

Hagrid stumbled back and forth in the past, and said a lot of things, until he got out of those memories, and then looked back at the four teenagers in front of him.

"Do you know, Harry?" He said, looking up from his father's picture, his eyes were very bright, "when I first saw you, you reminded me of myself. Your parents died, worried You don't feel comfortable at Hogwarts, remember? You don't believe you really have the ability ... but look at you now, Harry! Warriors at the school! "

"And Maca, to be honest, I have never seen a child like you ... when I am with you, I often forget your age! No one is as talented, smart and diligent as you. ... "Hagrid said," others may not know it well, but I saw it with my own eyes! At the beginning, you practiced making potions with me. You would come almost every day, over and over again ... "

"Of course, Hermione is also great. She has better exam results than Maca, and she carries books everywhere ..."

He paused and then said very solemnly: "I believe that the winners of the top three cups will definitely be among you, and whoever gets the top three cups will be visible to everyone-not just pure blood. Only sorcerers can do it without having to be ashamed of their origin. "

He said, as if he remembered something, and suddenly said, "Yes, how's your box going?"

"Of course ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Harry said," It's already a sight. "

Hermione didn't have the heart to spoil the atmosphere either, and nodded subconsciously.

As for Maca, he didn't need to say, because no one would think that he would be stumped by a box.

Lying to Hagrid is not the same as lying to others.

That evening, when Harry returned to the castle with Ron and Hermione, Harry's eyes continued to have the expression of joy on his bearded face when Harry fantasizeed that Harry would win the Championship, and this image waved in his mind Don't go.

"Haven't you figured it out yet?" Marka said strangely.

"I just know what to do to replace the rune ..." Hermione hesitated. "I can untie it, but I don't know how to replace it ..."

"You are thinking too complicated ..." Maca shook her head and said, "This level is just a test of our ability to move, look around!"