"Hagrid?!"

"He's right, you're right, I'm so stupid, I'm like this, my dad will blush for me......" Hagrid's tears flowed again, and he wiped them away, "By the way, I haven't shown you my old dad's picture yet, have I?

Hagrid stood up and walked to the closet, pulled open a drawer, and pulled out a picture of a short wizard with the same dark eyes as Hagrid's, narrowed into a slit, and he sat on Hagrid's shoulder and smiled merrily. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Judging by the apple tree next to him, Hagrid was seven or eight feet tall.

But his face was young, full, smooth, beardless, and looked eleven years old at most.

Seeing this photo, Evan expressed even more doubts about how Hagrid's mother had conceived him back then.

Hagrid's father was very short, and compared to the giants, the difference was too big, even bigger than Evan had imagined!

"This was taken shortly after I entered Hogwarts!" Hagrid said hoarsely, "Dad was so happy that he thought I couldn't be a wizard, you know, because my mom ...... Well, I didn't mention it, of course, I wasn't very knowledgeable about magic, but at least he didn't see me expelled. He died, he died of illness when I was in second grade, and I was expelled from school shortly thereafter......"

"After my father died, it was Dumbledore who protected me. I got a job as a game ranger, and he trusted people. Always giving people a second chance, that's what sets him apart from the other headmasters, you know?" Hagrid continued, "Dumbledore accepts someone to Hogwarts as long as he has talent. He knows that even if a person is not from a good background, he will be promising, alas, this practice is very respectable. But some people don't understand this and always discriminate against you because of your origin......"

Hagrid was right, the theory of descent has always been very popular in the wizarding world.

Pure-blood wizards are noble and noble, they dominate the mainstream of magical society, and look down on half-blood wizards and Muggle-born wizards.

Muggle-born wizards hated this, but they in turn discriminated against werewolves, half-blood giants, and other apprentices, wizards, and other inhuman magical creatures.

Strict laws have been enacted to restrict their development and facilitate their exploitation.

It's like a hierarchical pyramid, one layer on the other.

Bloodlines and origins between different wizards and magical species create an insurmountable natural divide.

In a sense, the vast majority of wizards, with the exception of a few pure-blood wizards, are victims.

But they are also abusers, continuing to discriminate against wizards and magical creatures who are more humble than their own bloodlines and origins.

In the past, this notion has completely protected the magical heritage and saved wizards from Muggle persecution.

But now, this decadent and backward concept has limited the rapid development of the wizarding world, and should be stopped.

"They are always like that, and some cowards even pretend to be big bones and dare not speak the truth. I am who I am, and there is nothing to be ashamed of. Hagrid wiped away the last tears from his face, "'Never be ashamed,' my dad used to say, 'Someone will discriminate against you for this, but they're not worth your trouble.'" He was right. I'm so stupid, I'll never bother with that woman again, I promise you. Big skeleton, I'm going to let her taste my big skeleton!"

Evan, Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other uneasily, and Hagrid continued to talk in excitement.

Even if they were killed, they wouldn't want to admit that they actually knew about Hagrid's conversation with Madame Maxime, and that Evan and Hermione were there at the time.

What Hagrid said at first was inspiring, but then it was a little inexplicable!

It seems that Hagrid's resentment towards Madame Maxim is really deep enough!

Although the results were a little different from what was expected, the matter was finally resolved!

With the exception of a few Slytherin students, most people didn't care if Hagrid was a half-blood giant.

Everyone is happy that he is back in school, although it is also due to the fact that he has changed the curriculum.

I don't know if Hagrid was trying to make up for his mistake in the snails, or because there were only the last two snails left, or if he wanted to prove that Professor Graplan could do it, and he Hagrid could do it too.

Anyway, when Hagrid returned to class, he continued Professor Graplan's lecture on unicorns.

As it turns out, Hagrid knows no less about unicorns than he knows about trolls.

However, he apparently found it disappointing that the unicorn did not have fangs.

The next week, Evan and the others saw two unicorn cubs captured by Hagrid in the Level 3 Conservation Magical Creatures class.

Unlike adult unicorns, cubs are pure gold, which is very rare.

When the girls saw them, they were mad with joy.

"These cubs turn silver around the age of two!" Hagrid said to the class, "They don't turn white until they are adults, and that's about seven." They are more gullible when they are young, and they are not very averse to boys, so come here, come closer, and if you want, you can pat them on the back and give them a few pieces of these sugar cubes......"

In class, all the students went up in turn to touch the unicorn, and everyone was excited.

At the same time, everyone's impression of Hagrid changed dramatically.

With campus life back at peace, the next thing to think about is helping Ron through the second game.

After Christmas, the date of the competition is already very close!

Harry and Hermione reminded Ron from time to time, but he didn't make any real progress with the Golden Egg.

Although he studied it every day, Ron didn't fully put his mind on it.

In addition to the daily lessons, he and Lavender were alone for longer and longer.

The two of them would sneak out in the evening, go on dates inside the castle, and look for empty classrooms, almost every day.

Ron and Lavender are progressing quickly, and both are very open in this regard, which makes Evan envious.

He and Hermione were also alone every night, but didn't get tired of being together all day in that kind of thing.

Not to mention going to empty classrooms like Ron and Lavender, who spend almost all of their time in the library.

Only when I go back to the common room late for supper will I say a few ambiguous words of mutual concern.

It's bland, it's blissful, it's sweet.

This is enough to make Evan feel satisfied, but if he can be more bottomless, he is not against it.