The Son of Light of the Snake House

"Dad was so sad when mother left. My dad was a little guy. When I was six, if he annoyed me, I would lift him up on top of the wardrobe and always tease him lol Laughing..." Hagrid's deep voice became more choked.Madame Maxime listened, motionless, as if gazing at the silver fountain.

"Daddy brought me up...but, alas, he died, right after I went to school. After that, I was on my own. Dumbledore helped me a lot, really. He helped me very good……"

Hagrid produced a bandanna-dotted silk handkerchief and blew his nose noisily. "That's it... that's all... I'm finished with my situation. What about you? Where did you get the inheritance from?"

Suddenly Madame Maxime stood up.

"It's too cold." She said—in fact, no matter how low the temperature was, it would never be as cold as her voice. "I want to go in."

"Huh?" said Hagrid, confused. "No, you don't go! I—I've never met anyone else before!"

"Another person? Tell me clearly!" Madame Maxime said in a cold tone.

Harry really wanted to tell Hagrid it's best not to answer.He stood in the shadows and gritted his teeth, hoping that Hagrid wouldn't say something stupid -- but it was no use.

"Another half-giant, needless to say!" said Hagrid.

"How bold you are!" screamed Madame Maxime. "I've never been insulted like this in my life! A half-blood giant? Me? I'm just—I'm just big-boned!" Her voice cut through the quiet night sky like a fog horn.Harry heard Fleur and Roger pop out of the rose bushes close behind him.

Madame Maxime walked away in a huff, angrily poking open the flowers all the way, startling groups of colorful little fairies flying into the air.Hagrid was still sitting on the bench, watching her back.It was too dark to see the expression on his face clearly.Then, after a minute or so, he stood up and strode away.Instead of returning to the castle, he headed in the direction of his hut, out into the dark field.

"I see..." Harry heard Draco mutter under his breath, "Half-Blood Giants... so interesting."

Immediately afterwards, he sneered again: "Big skeleton? Only dinosaurs can compete with her!"

"Excuse me," interrupted Harry, talking to himself. "What's a half-giant? Is it powerful? I mean... rare?"

Draco stared at Harry with the weird look of seeing a giraffe dancing in the street in big pink shorts, and he seemed to be in a pretty good mood.

"Why, what's the matter?" Harry looked down at himself, as if there was nothing wrong?

"Well, in view of the lack of common sense in Mr. Potter's empty brain—" Draco dragged his voice, and used the fluorescent flash with his wand again, and a glistening light appeared on the tip of his wand: "The giant They are all cruel and cold-blooded races, they are cruel and cold-blooded by nature, and love to kill, especially - their closest friends." He laughed.

Harry knew right away: he had once again exposed his ignorance of the wizarding world.He had grown up with the Dursleys, and many things that wizards took for granted were novel discoveries to him, but as the years passed the fuss became less and less frequent.It dawned on him now: Most wizards don't ask "So what?" when they find out that a friend's mother is a giant.

But Harry was still dissatisfied, and he yelled, "What does it matter? Hagrids are nice!"

"Yeah, it's really good." Draco sarcastically said, "It's good that his little pets almost killed the students. I really can't understand why Dumbledore would let such an idiot teach the class."

"I won't allow you to say that about Hagrid! You don't know him at all!"

"You know him, don't you already know he's a half-giant? Or don't tell me you like snails."

Harry was speechless, he couldn't answer either of these two sentences - he didn't know that Hagrid was a half-giant, and he didn't like snails - but he swears, except for snails He liked all the magical creatures that Hagrid brought over.

"But it doesn't matter." Draco unexpectedly didn't get into trouble, and his tone could even be called comforting Harry: "The British giants are extinct, and there are probably some who have fled to other countries? This silly The big one was pretty smart, and found the only mate he could find in no time—it's just a pity they didn't like him."

"I don't know who Maxime is trying to deceive." Harry said, walking back with Draco, and when he returned to the auditorium, he was still watching Mrs. Maxime sitting alone at the referee table, with a sullen expression on her face. Like, "What's the point of telling lies that everyone can see through at a glance?"

"Hmph." Draco snorted, locked onto Daniel's back at a glance, and was about to part ways with Harry.

Before taking two steps, one of his arms was grabbed by someone.

"What? Who?" Draco gripped his wand vigilantly and turned his head, facing Viktor who was bewildered.

"It's you." Draco raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing... Let go."

"No... I have something to tell you..." Viktor muttered, his body shape did not match at all.

"What's the matter? I'm still busy - my partner is waiting for me, and the dance will be over soon!" Draco had always been impatient with others, pulled back his sleeves and walked out.

"No...don't go!" Viktor was in a hurry, and he reached out and grabbed him. Draco could only envy seeing Harry slip away, and he still had to face this Dem who had a problem with his mind. Strong Warrior.

"What exactly are you going to say?" Draco folded his hands on his chest: "Tell me, I'll be waiting, what's your opinion?"

Viktor didn't care about his attitude, he looked around to see if there was no one around, and then he leaned into Draco's ear like a thief: "Do you feel... there is something wrong with your dance partner?"

Draco shuddered: "What are you talking about?" He restrained himself from revealing: "What are you trying to say? What's wrong? Did you dance with her?"

"Look, her hair color is very similar to Daniel's?" Viktor nodded, he did go to dance with Anne just now: "And his eye color is also very similar--and, you Have you noticed that Daniel didn't come to the dance today..."

"Don't think about it, how could Daniel be what you think, he can't-" Women's clothes are my dance partner!Get rid of this horrible idea! ! !

Viktor didn't care what he was talking about, he continued: "Is Anne Daniel's real sister? I looked carefully, and she looks really similar. Oh, by the way, you are Daniel's sister." Friends, did he not come today because he was sick..."

Only then did he realize what Draco said just now, and tilted his head: "? What did you say just now? I didn't listen carefully, sorry, can you repeat it again?"

Draco: (ー_ー)

Draco: "It's okay, he just went to read in the dormitory, don't chat with me if it's okay, I'm very busy."

Draco turned around and left, he really overestimated the IQ of this idiot - if he talks to Viktor again, he is an idiot!

The author has something to say:

Viktor: Let me tell you, I discovered a secret

Draco: (sweating profusely) (stammering) It's not what you think, let me explain, Daniel is really not—

Victor: Annie must be Daniel's sister!They are so alike!Moreover, Annie's throat seemed to be a little uncomfortable, and her voice was weird.

Draco: Speechless. (turn around and leave)

Victor: ?don't you go?What’s wrong with you?Am I wrong?

Viktor: I only said a few words and you think I'm annoying.jpg

Daniel: Viktor is so stupid. He deliberately let go of his voice without realizing it. Forget it. The honest boy is a bit reluctant to let go.

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Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of pennant fluttering;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!