HP Magic Biography

It looks like Hermione is perfect for taking on the role of Hagrid's cherub.

It is also easy to understand that in the entire Hogwarts, only they have the best relationship with Hagrid.

Take Harry as an example, in terms of comparison, Sirius is far less important than Hagrid's coming.

Harry was picked up from the Dursleys by Hagrid, who was no less than a savior in the meaning of Harry's life.

Naturally, Harry is Hagrid's most loyal friend, which even Hermione Van Lin and Ron cannot match.

Hagrid, recover quickly, this is not like you, you shouldn't be knocked down by these little things. Harry said sincerely, he took a step forward, as if he wanted to hold Hagrid's hand.

But Hagrid visibly shrank back.

Hermione didn't react a little, Hagrid's strength was too great, and Hermione was still holding his hand.

Naturally, Hermione's body was almost pulled over.

Fan Lin frowned, and he immediately hugged Hermione in his arms. It seemed that Hagrid had completely lost control of himself. Before this, Hagrid had never experienced such a situation when he was with them.

Hagrid...

Hermione called out cautiously.

Yes, I'm sorry...I... Hagrid was a little flustered, and he seemed to support Hermione, but he didn't dare to...

You also saw that I am a half-giant...

But, what's the matter, you have no choice, but you are our friend. Harry said loudly.

You don't understand, Harry, I'm a half-giant... Hagrid cried again.

Just when Harry was about to continue to think of ways to enlighten Hagrid, a familiar voice sounded from the door, it was Dumbledore.

Good afternoon, I didn't expect you all to be here. Dumbledore said to them with a smile.

We - we want to find Hagrid. Hermione's voice could not have been lowered.

I know. Dumbledore said, blinking, It would surprise me if you didn't come.

Fine. Hermione nodded.

Dumbledore entered the room,

Hello, Hagrid. Dumbledore greeted him. Hagrid looked up, and just grunted hoarsely, Hello, Professor Dumbledore.

I came here today to deal with the resignation letter submitted by Professor Rubeus Hagrid of the Protection of Magical Beasts class... Dumbledore said casually, as if he didn't care about this matter.

Hagrid's gaze was a little distracted, and he just slumped in the chair stupidly.

Oh, you have all helped Hagrid clean up the house. This must be Miss Granger's masterpiece. As for the temperature, I think Mr. Al should be more proficient in controlling the spell. Dumbledore Lido smiled, very satisfied with the progress of the young wizards.

We can't just stand here, I thought, how about a cup of tea?

Dumbledore closed the door and went out. After a while, he came in with a plate of snacks and a few cups of tea. Everyone was sitting at the table, and everyone was silent.

Each person has a cup of hot black tea, which is undoubtedly a kind of enjoyment in the severe winter.

Seeing Dumbledore coming, Fan Lin let go of his last worry about Hagrid.

Fan Lin sat in his familiar position with a cup of black tea, and it was also thanks to Hermione's cleansing spell, otherwise these sofas would be impossible to sit on.

It is worth mentioning that, because of Dumbledore's presence, Hermione seemed a little reluctant to let go, and she sat on a chair stiffly.

Fan Lin felt a little bored, and every time he came to Hagrid, he didn't have much sense of presence. In fact, apart from some magical creatures that Fan Lin was interested in, the intersection between Fan Lin and Hagrid was pitiful.

Most of the time when Hagrid was here was spent on Noble and Hermione, and when Dumbledore was here, Fan Lin had an even more reason to be lazy.

Dumbledore was the first to break the silence, It seems that Harry and the others care about you very much, Hagrid...especially what they did,

It seems that your situation makes Harry and the others very anxious.

That was exactly how Harry was feeling right now.

Of course we'd like to know how you're doing, said Harry, looking at Hagrid, you're not going to take that cow Rita - sorry, Professor.

Realizing that he was talking too fast, Harry stuck out his tongue and looked at Dumbledore carefully.

I'm temporarily deaf, so I can't hear what you just said, Harry. Dumbledore said, twiddling his thumbs and looking at the ceiling.

Yes, I mean, Hagrid, how can you take what that woman wrote to heart?

Two large tears fell from Hagrid's dark eyes and ran down his knotted beard.

Remember what I told you last time? said Dumbledore, still staring at the ceiling, the snowflakes of letters from parents saying that if I admit you again, they will complain.

Not all of them, said Hagrid hoarsely. Some people still want me to stay.

Really, but if you procrastinate any longer, I'm afraid you will have to stay in this room longer. A cowardly person cannot be recognized! Dumbledore said, observing the sea through thick glasses. grid.

It's not been a day or two since I've been a principal. What should I do when I encounter criticism of my management methods? Lock myself up and reject anyone?

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

Hagrid, have you seen what I've done for my relatives? Harry was annoyed. Look at the Dursleys!

Well said, said Professor Dumbledore. Take my brother Aberforth. Last time he was accused of controlling a goat with improper magic, the newspapers were all over the place, but did he hide? No! He still puffs out his chest and does his thing as usual! Of course, I can't guarantee that he can read, so maybe he can't be said to be brave...

Come back and teach us, Hagrid, said Hermione. Come back, we all miss you.

Hagrid took a deep breath, tears streaming down his cheeks and into his beard.

I'm not going to accept your resignation, I'd like you to come to work on Monday. Join us for breakfast in the lobby at 8:30 in the morning, no days off. Well, good afternoon to you all.

Dumbledore left the cabin, and when the door closed, Hagrid couldn't help sobbing with his face buried in his bucket-lid hands, and Hermione patted him lightly, and after a while, he looked up, his eyes red again And swollen.

Well, Dumbledore... what a nice man...

Good guy? Fan Lin muttered, he didn't think so. .

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