Time without Umbridge is pleasant and pleasing to the eye.

Although Hogsmeade Open Days are held both days on the weekend, for young wizards, wherever there is no Umbridge, they can live at ease.

The next day was Sunday, and Harry and Ron were spending a lot of time on homework. After all, no matter how hard they work in private, they are choosing the subjects they are best at for further study.

As for those subjects that are not good at, the effort of the fee will not be less at all.

Of course, there is no way to make them happy as students. But under the last bit of warmth in this approaching winter, in the gentle wrapping of the warm sun, there is still some comfort.

Therefore, taking advantage of the cold wind today, they did not choose to nest in the common room as usual, but changed the place for homework to the lake behind the castle.

Sitting under a tall beech tree, Harry and Ron struggled to fill in the gaps in a large amount of homework under Hermione's silent supervision.

No way, for their class of students,. The LS exam is a top priority. As long as Hogwarts has not been completely destroyed, the exams are bound to come as scheduled.

In times like these, a lot of homework is simply commonplace. Graduates of the exam come, and this can only be regarded as a rehearsal.

Hermione's homework had already been done, and she was leaning against the trunk of a tree, her eyes slightly closed.

The wand in her hand shook slightly with the jump of her wrist, controlling the two sets of knitting needles floating beside her to play yarn, weaving some winter protection supplies.

If you look closely, you can also see that those velvet hats and scarves have extremely detailed patterns. Usually you use spells, but you can't weave them so delicately.

In fact, for Hermione, it was part of practicing spell control.

It's rare that there is no wind today, and sitting here, you can see the lake as smooth as a mirror. The blue sky and the dazzling sun are quietly reflected on the water, making it difficult to tell whether it is the water or the sky.

Occasionally, a slight breeze blows, gently blowing the silence, and even brings a little regret.

"Hah-"

As it approached noon, the sun had risen silently overhead, and Harry finally rolled over and fell to the grass with a long sigh of relief.

"Done?" Hermione raised her eyelids and asked casually.

"yes!" At the warmest moment of the day, Harry was bathed in the sunlight and felt like he didn't even bother to move a finger, "Today is the last day, relax, there won't be time for us to rest......"

"Oh!"

Ron also breathed a sigh of relief, he shook the quill in his hand, and then lay down next to his best friend.

"That's right, ah—I don't even want to eat lunch, I just want to lie here and cherish every minute and every second of this last moment!"

"Don't talk like you're going to die!" Hermione gave him a lazy look, but it was rare that she didn't continue to nag.

To be honest, all three of them are excited and worried about what they are going to do next. Knowing what he was going to face, the pressure of the mountains naturally poured down.

In the face of such heavy psychological pressure, it is quite a difficult challenge to turn it into more and more fully motivation for yourself.

"The burden on Maca and Dumbledore is obviously much heavier than that...... How did they manage to smile comfortably in such a situation? ”

Under the dappled shadows of the trees, in the warmth of the sun, Hermione couldn't help but fall into the contemplation of waking up from time to time.

……

While the trio of lions cub were basking in the sun, Luna and Hagrid walked into the Forbidden Forest.

Because Luna had already inadvertently caught a glimpse of Glopp's tall figure when Hagrid returned with Glopp, Hagrid couldn't stop Luna's curiosity.

After agreeing not to reveal Glopp's existence, Hagrid agreed to take Luna to meet his stunted older brother.

The Forbidden Forest is still dark, and even in the middle of the day, the dense canopy of evergreen trees still hides it as if it were cloudy.

“…… Giants are not very polite, and neither is little Glopp. But I think they're just not good at expressing their feelings, or they don't express their feelings in the same way—"

In the grass in the woods, Hagrid strode forward with a trance-stricken Luna, talking about Grope and the giant as she went.

Of course, this knowledge is mixed with a lot of empirical talk that belongs only to Hagrid, and the accuracy can only be questioned.

"That giant eats people...... What kind of feelings are you expressing? Luna didn't know what she was thinking, but she asked such a question with great interest.

"Uh......" Hagrid thought for a moment, then shrugged his shoulders, "I think probably...... Are they hungry? ”

"Makes sense." Luna nodded earnestly.

"Hmm......" Hagrid glanced back at her, "By the way, will Maca come over today?" ”

"I don't know," Luna said, taking a big stride over the roots that had emerged from the ground, "probably not...... He looked busy. ”

"It's still the same!" Hagrid shook his head and said, "It's a shame not to walk around outside in such good weather...... Oh, here we are! ”

As the two were talking, the snoring from the front was very close, and it seemed to be right in front of them.

Hagrid stretched out his broad palm to push away the bushes, and suddenly a bright light filled his vision. He hurriedly narrowed his eyes, and only after they had adjusted a little before opening them again.

"Oh...... A tree has fallen," Hagrid said suddenly, "and it looks like we'll have to change places for this little guy again." ”

Yes, one of the two trees that had been used to tie Glopp had been pulled out of the ground by his roots and had fallen diagonally to the side.

Luckily, Glop wasn't running around, he was lying on the bald ground he was sleeping on!

"Shhhh

Hagrid immediately turned around and raised his index finger to his lips, motioning for Luna to be quiet. Then he turned back again, squeezed through the bushes, and crept to Glop's side.

It seems that no matter how much Hagrid dotes on this younger brother, he actually understands in his heart that it is impossible to make his precious brother obedient for the time being.

In order to make it easier to tie Glopp back on, it was obviously a good idea to get it while he was sleeping. For this reason, he even temporarily gave up another place that was more suitable for tethering Glopp, and instead started directly on the spot.

"It's a good decision to come back with a rope every time!"

Hagrid removed the large bundle of rope from his waist, but instead of paying attention to Glopp, he first pounded the bundle of rope.

He skillfully shook off the rope, tied the two strands together to make a large noose, and then chose two large trees near Glop, and fastened one of them firmly to the trunk of the two trees.

He then took the noose and put it on Glopp's waist and rested on the ground above his head, encircling his entire upper body in a circle.

Hagrid had always wanted to raise a real fire dragon, but he also learned the rope rope technique of the dragon trainer. But he never expected that the dragon had not been cultivated, and this useless technique was used by him on his younger brother.

"Little Glopp, get up!"

Hagrid, who had neatly prepared everything, walked over to Glopp's head and patted him on the back of the head. Glopp's terrible snoring suddenly stopped, but after a while it was heard again.

"Hey! Don't sleep! Brother has come to play with you—"

Seeing that Glopp didn't seem to wake up yet, Hagrid had to bend down, lean over his ear, and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Bang!" "Whew-"

Since being yelled at by Maca a few times, Glopp has been much more responsive to sound than before. Hagrid's voice suddenly woke Grope from his sleep.

However, Glopp, who was lying on the ground, was startled by Hagrid's shouting, and his head was naturally jerked up, and the hard skull hit Hagrid's nose directly.

Hagrid immediately sat down on the ground with his nose covered, tears streaming down his cheeks from the aching sensation.

"Huh?"

Glopp, who had just woken up, looked up at Hagrid, then looked left and right in a daze, and then turned his gaze to Hagrid again.

“…… Ha, Hagel. ”

"It's not 'Hahager'—it's 'Hagrid.'" Hagrid stood up with his nose covered and said in a very nasal voice, "Good afternoon, little Glopp?" ”

"Ha-Ger!"

Grope seemed to finally come to his senses, and he slammed himself to his feet and shouted out his out-of-tune name at Hagrid, as if he wanted to lunge directly at Hagrid.

"Yes, yes, yes, come here, little one-"

Hagrid stooped down to pick up the rope loop on the ground, and when Glopp was fully up, he pulled the side of the rope and stepped back.

As for the other side of the rope loop, it is hanging from Glopp's waist at the moment!

"Come, young man, you're in good spirits when you wake up!"

At Hagrid's shout, Glopp pulled his legs and ran, and Hagrid immediately picked up his speed. With Glopp's sudden run, the slipknotted rope stiffened and was firmly tied to Glopp's waist.

With a thud, Glopp sat down on the ground with a bang.

"Oh-" Luna clapped her hands in amazement, "the giant's head is a ball!" ”