"What's wrong with him?" Harry felt something was wrong, something ...... on Glopp's body Gully?

"Well, now—those centaurs—'violent'—are a bit harsh," Hagrid said—still holding Harry's hand excitedly, "Now when he's in a bad mood, he might shake me a few times, but he's gotten better, much better, and he's been here well." ”

"And what are those ropes for?" Harry asked. He had just noticed a loop of rope almost as thick as a small tree tied to the thickest trees nearby, and Glop curled up in the middle with his back to them, and Glop had been more free of himself before, when Van Lin was still there.

"You've got to tie him up, huh?" said Ron weakly, for Ron, Glopp was the kind of monster he could only watch from afar.

"Uh, yes," Hagrid said, his expression a little worried, "understand—as I said—he doesn't really understand how much he really is." ”

Harry now understood why all the other animals in the forest had strangely disappeared, and why the centaurs had chosen to attack him-

"So, what do you want Ron to do with me?" asked Harry worriedly.

"Take care of him," roaily cried, "after I'm gone." ”

Harry and Ron exchanged bitter looks, and Harry painfully realized that he had promised Hagrid that he would do whatever Hagrid asked.

"What does this-this include, exactly?" Ron asked.

"It's not food or anything!" said Hagrid eagerly, "he can find food himself, no problem." Birds, deer, and other things. No, he just needs someone to keep him company, if I know someone can help him. Teach him, you know. ”

Harry didn't say anything, just turned his head to look at the huge body lying on the ground in front of them.

Unlike Hagrid, who only looked like a taller man, Glopp looked a little deformed. A large, mossy stone on a mound—he had always thought so—now he realized it was Glop's head.

It occupies much larger proportions of the body than a normal human head, and is almost perfectly round - covered in curly sheep's tooth fern-colored hair. On the single large head, it is evident that the flesh-colored ears on the top of the head, which look like sitting, resemble the head of Uncle Vernon with little neck connection between his shoulders.

The back underneath his head looked like a brown blouse roughly sewn from animal fur, and it was wide. When Grope slept, it was as if he had pulled the rough seams of his fur tight. With his legs curled up beneath his body, Harry could see the bare, huge, dirty soles of his feet—the size of a sled, overlapping on top of each other.

"You let us teach him," Harry said with a somewhat hollow look in his eyes. He now knew what Feraser's warning meant.

Hagrid's efforts didn't work, so he had better give it up. Of course, the other creatures in the forest must have heard of Hagrid's pointless attempt to teach Grope English.

"Yes, even if you just talk to him," Hagrid said hopefully, "I guess if he could talk to humans, he would know better that we liked him and wanted him to stay." ”

Harry looked at Ron, who was backing away with some refusal.

"You kind of wish we could get Noble back, didn't you?" he said, Ron just smiling weakly.

If Nobo comes back and sees this guy on his turf, if he doesn't burn Glopp to charcoal with a mouthful of dragon fire, it can be considered that Nobo has a good temper.

"So, you agreed?" Hagrid said, not seeming to understand what Harry had just said.

"Uh," said Harry, ready to keep his promise, "we'll try, Hagrid." ”

"I knew I could count on you, Harry," Hagrid said beamingly, wiping his face with his handkerchief. "But I don't want to come too often. I know you're going to have exams. All you have to do is come here once a week with your cloak of invisibility and talk to him for a while. I'm going to wake him up, and then—introduce you, though he says he's seen you once, but that's all that leaves the impression of Van Lin, and he's going to get acquainted with the rest of the people again. ”

"W-no!" Ron said as if he had been set on fire, "Hagrid, no! don't wake him up, really, we don't need to-"

But Hagrid had already stepped over the massive trunk in front of them and walked towards Grope. When he was only ten feet away, Hagrid picked up a broken, long, thick branch from the ground, turned his head over his shoulder, smiled reassuringly at Harry and Ron, and poked Grope in the back of the head with the head of the branch.

Harry was almost reflexively about to run, but he had already promised Hagrid.

He swore that Glopp had never been worse off when he first arrived, but even Van Lin would not have been willing to make a second contact with Glopp, and Harry would have almost forgotten that Hagrid had a giant brother and had taken him to the Forbidden Forest if it hadn't been for Hagrid's request.

The giant let out a roar of rage, echoing through the silent forest. The bird in the treetops overhead flew in fright, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. In the meantime, in front of Harry and Ron, the giant Glopp stood up from the ground, staggering to his feet. He turned his head to see who had woken him up.

"Alright, Glopp?" said Hagrid in a pleasant voice, lifting up the thick branch and preparing to poke Glopp again, "Did you sleep well?"

Harry and Ron kept pushing back as far as they could, but kept the giant in their sight. Grope knelt between two trees that had not yet been uprooted. They looked up at his huge face in amazement—as if it were a gray full moon passing through the shadows of the clearing.

His face seemed to have been hewn into a great ball of stone—a thick, short nose that was almost unformed, a crooked mouth with strange yellow teeth as big as bricks, and eyes, small, greenish brown like mud, which were now almost glued together from the wake up.

Glopp lifted his dirty knuckles—each the size of a cricket ball—and put them on his eyes, rubbing them energetically. Then, without warning, he walked with astonishing agility.

"Oh my God!" Harry heard Ron cry out in horror. The tree at the other end of the rope tied to Glop's wrists and ankles creaked ominously.

He had—as Hagrid had said—at least sixteen feet tall. Glopmont looked around dimly, stretched out a hand as large as a parasol, and seized a bird's nest on the branch of a towering pine tree, and turned it upside down, and let out a cry of rage, apparently not very dissatisfied with one of the birds inside.

The eggs fell to the ground like grenades, and Hagrid held his stone bow above his head to protect himself.

"Anyway, little Glop," called Hagrid, looking up worriedly in case any more eggs fall, "I've brought some friends to see you." Remember? They used to come to see you. Remember, I said maybe I'm going to make a trip and let them take care of you? Do you remember?

But Grap just let out another low roar, and it was hard to say if he was listening to Hagrid or even if he heard Hagrid's voice.

He was now grabbing the tip of the pine tree and pulling it towards him. Obviously, he likes to let go of the tree to see how far it can bounce off.

"Now, little Glopp, don't do that!" Hagrid shouted, "that's how you stop pulling out the others—"

There was no doubt that Harry could see the soil next to the tree begin to crack.

"I've got you company!" exclaimed Hagrid, "See, mate? Look down, you big clown, I've brought you some friends!"

"Oh, Hagrid, don't!" Ron said bitterly, but Hagrid had already lifted the large branch and poked it hard at Glopp's knee. The giant let go of the pine, which swayed writhing alarmingly, and the falling pine needles nearly drowned Hagrid like rain. Then he looked down—

"Here," Hagrid said, gesturing to where Harry and Ron stood, "it's Harry, Glopp, Harry Potter! he'll come here to see you when I'm gone, understand?"

In fact, he was going to ask Fan Lin for this matter, but he left first. Hagrid shook his big head.

Grope also heard Hagrid's words, to be exact, Van Lin's name, and then unconsciously backed away a little.

"How did he ......?"

"He's more afraid of Van Lin. Hagrid said, "Because of some things in the Giant Tribe, it is not very pleasant for Van Lin......

The giant had just noticed Harry and Ron standing there. They looked at him violently and tremblingly—he lowered his stone-like head and looked at them in a blur.

"Uh, this is Ron, see? He-" Hagrid hesitated. He turned to Ron and said, "Do you mind if he calls you Ron, Ron? Ron is a pretty hard name for him to remember." ”

"No, not at all," Ron took two steps back.

"This is Jon, Glopp! he's coming to see you, too! Okay? uh? Two friends give you - Glo...... Nope!"

Glopp's hand suddenly rushed towards the two of them, and Harry pulled Ron behind a tree, so Glopp's fist hit the trunk, but it almost reached them.

"Baby, baby, Glop!" they heard Hagrid shout as the two gasped in the back, and Harry suddenly understood why Van Lin was annoyed.

"Bad boy! you can't scratch it—huh!" Harry poked his head out from behind the tree and saw Hagrid lying on the ground, holding his nose with his hand. Glopp, apparently out of interest, stood up straight again, busy pulling the pine trees as far as he could.

"All right," Hagrid said heavily, propping himself up with his bleeding nose and grabbing his stone bow with the other. "Okay, they're there. You've seen them, and—and he'll get to know you when he returns. Yes. ”

He looked up at Glop—he was pulling the pine tree, his face as stone as happy as it was. There was a creaking sound as he pulled the roots from the ground.

"Well, I guess that's enough for today," Hagrid said, "we're going to—uh—we're going back now, okay?"

Harry and Ron nodded desperately, there was no better news for the two of them.

Hagrid slung the stone bow over his shoulders again, still holding his nose, and led them back into the bushes.

For a moment, none of them spoke, even when they heard a distant crash—a sign that Gotope had finally let go of the tree.

Harry couldn't find anything to say. What if someone found out that Hagrid was hiding Grope in the Forbidden Forest? He hadn't thought about it before, and he would have to solve it himself after Van Lin was gone.

And he promised himself and Ron that he would continue Hagrid's completely pointless attempt to teach the Giants civilization.

How could Hagrid use that kind of deception to his own argument that those fanged monsters were cute and harmless, and how could he lie to himself that Glopp would adapt to the relationship with humans?

Obviously, it's not that Hagrid has a problem with his brain, it's that Harry hasn't woken up today.

The latter is more likely, as Van Lin said, Glopp's head is empty except for food, and even food is instinctive.

Now, Harry seemed more inclined to have a Golem in front of them, a brain as hard as a rock, and then slammed it with a pine tree.

"Stop," Hagrid said abruptly as Harry and Ron were battling in a bush behind him. He took an arrow from the quiver on his shoulder and placed it on the stone bow.

Harry and Ron raised their wands - now that they had stopped, they could hear something moving nearby.

"Oh, mama," Hagrid whispered.

"I think I told you, Hagrid," a deep male voice said, "you're no longer welcome here, including your dangerous monster, Hagrid. ”

A man's bare upper body floated straight at them from the half-lit woods. They saw a brown horse seamlessly attached to him from the waist down. The centaur had a haughty, cheekbone face, and long black hair.

Like Hagrid, he carried weapons with him—a barrel full of arrows, and a longbow that slung over his shoulder.

"You'd better keep him on your toes!" the centaur's voice threatened, "and if anything happens, we're not going to show mercy, and you tell that guy not to let his footprints appear from the Forbidden Forest, and the moon god will punish all betrayers." ”

There was a rustling sound in the bushes behind the horseman, and four or five more appeared behind him. Harry recognized the black, bearded Bailey, whom he had seen when he had met Fraser four years earlier. Bailey pretended never to see Harry at all.

"So," said Bey, in an obnoxious voice, before turning directly to Margaret, "we all agree, and I think what we are going to do when this man's face reappears in the Forbidden Forest." ”

"Is this me, now?" Hagrid said angrily, "just because I stopped your shameful murder?"

"You shouldn't be nosy, Hagrid," Margaret said, "and we have our methods, none of your business, and none of your laws. Fraser betrayed us and disgraced us. ”

"I don't understand how you can do it," Hagrid said impatiently, "and he didn't do anything but help Dumbledore—"

"Feraze became a slave to the humans," said a gray centaur with deep wrinkles on his face. "In the Centaur Tribe, this is an unforgivable mistake, and we cannot allow him to discredit the centaur so unscrupulously. ”