"Hagrid!"

The door of the hunting lodge was once again slammed, and the knocker shouted loudly, with a sense of swearing not to give up until the door was opened.

"Hagrid, that's enough! We know you're inside! Nobody cares that your mom is a giant, Hagrid! I heard, didn't Maca talk to you? Open the door—"

It was Hermione, who looked like she was in a hurry, and Harry and Ron were standing behind her.

It didn't take long for the door to open from the inside. Hermione had just said "You should-" and snapped again, as she realized that it wasn't Hagrid who was facing her, but the Headmaster, 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've guessed," said Dumbledore, his eyes shining with a witty light, "why don't you come in?" ”

"Oh...... Well...... All right. Hermione said.

She walked into the cabin with Ron and Harry. As soon as Harry entered, Tooth and Tooth suddenly lunged at him, barking wildly, trying to lick his ears.

"Oh-Maka?" Hermione's whisper of surprise caused Harry to break free of his extraordinarily enthusiastic teeth.

At this time, Maca was sitting with Hagrid at the small round table, with three large teacups in front of them.

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

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

His face was spotted, his eyes were red and swollen, and he had gone to the other extreme when it came to hair: he no longer tried to get his hair neat, and they had now completely reverted back to their old form of steel wool balls—maybe even worse.

"Hello, Maca, Hagrid." Harry said.

Only then did Hagrid slowly raise his head.

"Okay." He replied in a very hoarse voice.

"Let's have some more tea." Dumbledore spoke, closing the door behind Harry, Ron, and Hermione, pulling out his wand and fiddling with it, and a spinning teatray and a plate of cake immediately appeared in the air. Dumbledore magically caused the teatray to fall on the table, and everyone sat down.

After a moment of silence, Dumbledore said, "Hagrid, did you hear Miss Granger shouting those words?" ”

Hermione's face was slightly red, and Dumbledore smiled at her and continued, "Judging from the way they tried to break through the door just now, it seems that Hermione, Harry, and Ron are still willing to make you a friend. ”

"Of course we're willing to make friends with you!" Harry looked at Hagrid and said, "Do you think that Skeeter's cow—I'm sorry, Professor." He said quickly, turning his eyes to Dumbledore.

"I was deaf for a moment, I didn't hear what you were saying, Harry." Dumbledore said. He toyed with his two thumbs and stared at the ceiling.

"Well—well," Harry said awkwardly, "I mean—Hagrid, how do you think we're going to care about that—woman—writes?" ”

"Yes! Didn't you have a good conversation with Maca and us that night? Ron chimed in.

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

"But now I'm a teacher...... Not everybody ......," Hagrid said hoarsely, "not everybody wants me to stay." ”

"Hagrid, are you trying to accomplish Helga Hufflepuff's unfinished business?" Maca patted him and said lightly, "You want to unify all of Hogwarts?" Or do you want to unify the whole world? ”

"What?" Hagrid looked blankly at Maca.

"Everybody has their own ideas, and if you support you, there will definitely be ...... against you," Maka said, "You can't make everybody like you, can you?" ”

He paused, then pointed very directly to Dumbledore, who was sitting opposite, and said, "Look, the greatest white wizard of the day is sitting in front of you!" But isn't he going to get a lot of criticism and accusations? But if you look at him again, he will change a sweet taste every day, and he has never been uncomfortable because of those accusations. ”

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

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

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

"Brilliant view!" Professor Dumbledore said, "My own brother, Aberforth, has been prosecuted for indiscriminately using magic on a goat. The incident was all over the newspapers, but did Aberforth go into hiding? No, not at all! He raised his head high, and did his own thing! Of course, I'm not sure he knows how to read, so maybe he wasn't bold......"

"Your brother is more daring than the rest of us combined, so don't hide it for him......" Maca unceremoniously debunked, "He's not like you, he always keeps things to heart." ”

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

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

When Maca said this, Dumbledore just lowered his eyelids and didn't say a word.

When Hagrid stopped his tears at the incident and looked up at the two of them worriedly, Dumbledore suddenly stood up.

"In short, I do not accept your resignation report. Hagrid, I hope you'll be back next Monday. He said, "Come to the auditorium at half-past eight and have breakfast with me." Don't find excuses. Good afternoon to all of you. ”

Dumbledore walked towards the door, only to pause and scratch his teeth' ears before leaving the cabin. From beginning to end, he didn't even glance in Maca's direction.

"Maca, I think...... There must be some misunderstanding between you and Dumbledore......" Hagrid wiped his red eyes and persuaded Maca instead, "Dumbledore is a great man, he really ......"

"yes, he's amazing." Maca said, picking up a piece of cake from the plate Dumbledore had brought, and muttered as she ate it, "Won't you have one?" It's just one person here......"

"Maca......" Harry was about to say something more, but Hermione tugged at his sleeve.

"Hagrid, you're coming back, aren't you?" She whispered to Hagrid, "Come back, we miss you so much......"

Hagrid rubbed his face and nodded, "Well, of course...... If I do this, my dad will blush for me......" Tears flowed again, and he wiped them away vigorously, and said, "I haven't shown you my old dad's picture yet, have I?" ...... here"

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.

Judging by the apple tree next to him, Hagrid was seven or eight feet tall, but his face was young, full, smooth, and beardless—he looked eleven years old at most.

"This was taken shortly after I entered Hogwarts," Hagrid said hoarsely, "and Dad was overjoyed...... He didn't think I could be a wizard, you know, because my mom ...... Alas, don't mention it. Of course, I've never been very open to magic...... But he at least didn't see me expelled......"

Hagrid babbled and reverberated about the past and said a lot of things, until he was able to shake off the memories and then look back at the four teenagers in front of him.

"You know what, Harry?" Looking up from the picture of his father, his eyes were very bright, he said, "When I first met you, you reminded me of myself." Your parents are dead, and you're worried that you're not fitting in at Hogwarts, remember? You don't believe you're really capable...... But look at you now, Harry! Warriors of the school! ”

"And Maca, to be honest, I've never seen a kid like you...... When I'm with you, I often forget how old you are! No one is as talented, clever and industrious as you......" Hagrid continued, "others may not know it, but I saw it with my own eyes!" When you practiced making potions with me, you would come almost every day, over and over again......"

"Of course, Hermione is great, she has better test scores than Maca, and she carries books everywhere she goes......"

He paused, then said very seriously: "I believe that the winner of the Triwizard Cup will definitely be produced among you, and whoever gets the Triwizard Cup will be seen by everyone - it is not only a wizard of pure blood can do it, and there is no need to be ashamed of his origins. ”

As he spoke, as if he remembered something, he suddenly said, "By the way, how is your box studying?" ”

"Of course," said Harry, "there are already eyebrows. ”

Hermione couldn't bear to spoil the atmosphere, so she subconsciously followed and nodded.

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

Lying to Hagrid doesn't feel the same as lying to someone else.

When Harry returned to the castle that evening, along with Ron and Hermione, Harry kept in front of the image of Hagrid's unshaven face as he imagined Harry winning the tournament.

"Haven't you figured it out yet?" Maca is strangely authentic.

"All I know is that I have to find a way to replace the runes...... Hermione hesitated, "I can unravel it, but I don't know how to replace it......"

"You're thinking too complicated...... "Maka shook her head, "this level is just a test of our mobility, let's look around!" ”