Chapter 297 Christmas Gifts

"Listen, Hagrid. "You can't just give up, Buckbeak is counting on you, Hermione is right, you can prepare your defense, and you can make us witnesses."www.biquge.info ”

Hermione pondered for a moment, remembering something, and she affirmed, "I read an attack on a Hippogriff, and in this case, it went unpunished. I'll look it for you, Hagrid, and we can take a good look at the cases. ”

Hagrid cried even louder, like a sad child.

Harry and Hermione looked at each other, both looking at Ron, hoping that he could figure out a solution, after all, he had many children, maybe he had taken care of the little ones.

"How about I make a cup of tea?" Ron said uncertainly.

Harry glared at him, what was this?

"That's what my mother did when someone in the family was in a bad mood. Ron shrugged, grunting indifferently.

Eventually, they brewed a hot pot of strong tea and repeated assurances that Buckbeak would be fine, and Hagrid gradually relented.

He wiped his nose with a tablecloth-like handkerchief and said, "You're right, Buckbeak is counting on me, I can't break down, I should cheer up." ”

"I've been very wrong lately. "I was always worried about Buckbeak, and besides, no one liked my class. ”

"We all loved it. Hermione lied immediately.

"yes, your class was great. Ron said insincerely, pretending to be interested, "Oh, by the way, how is the Flober caterpillar?"

"It's dead. Hagrid said gloomily, "It ate too much lettuce in class and died." ”

"Oh, no!" Ron said, desperately trying to keep himself from laughing, his shoulders heaving slightly.

"I've been upset by the Dementors that have been roaming around lately. Hagrid said with some panic, his body trembling slightly.

"I've been drinking at the Three Broomsticks Pub very little lately, and I have to pass through them to get there, and passing by them always reminds me of Azkaban. ”

He stopped talking, seemed to remember something terrible, and gulped down his hot tea. Harry, Hermione, and Ron all looked at him with bated breath and asked curiously, "It's scary there, isn't it?" ”

"You can't imagine it. Hagrid said calmly, "It's different from everywhere, I'm almost going crazy, my mind is full of horrible things." The day I was expelled from Hogwarts... The one my dad died... The day I let Noble go... It's the scariest thing. ”

"If you stay there for a while, you don't know who you are. You don't know what it means to be alive, every day is a boring ordeal, and you want to sleep and die like this, never to wake up again. ”

"When they let me out, I felt like I was alive again. The world has color again, and you can think of anything, and that's the most wonderful thing in the world. ”

"But the Dementors won't let me go," he said in a horrified tone. ”

"But you're not guilty?" asked Hermione, puzzled, as the truth had already been revealed, and there was no reason for the Dementors to keep Hagrid.

Hagrid snorted coldly and said angrily, "Do you think they care about this? They don't care, they stay with more than two hundred people, just to completely drain the happiness of these people, they don't care if they are guilty or not." ”

"How can this be?" Hermione covered her mouth and looked at Hagrid in surprise, the Dementors were so evil, it was nothing more than she had thought, she at least thought they were part of the Ministry of Magic.

"How could it be, otherwise it would be considered hell. Hagrid looked down at his tea and continued, "I thought about setting Buckbeak free, letting it fly away, letting it hide. But how do you explain to a Hippogriff how to hide?"

He looked up at everyone, tears streaming down his face, "And---and I'm afraid, I'm afraid of breaking the law... I don't want to go back to that hellish place in Azkaban. ”

Hagrid's fragility and grief silence everyone, Hagrid is a stupid man who lacks common sense. He rarely knew what to scruple about, but now that the Dementors had scared him into something, and he didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing, and everyone didn't know how to comfort him.

.......

The experience of going to Hagrid's Cottage, far from being pleasant, had the effect that Ron had hoped for. He immediately had a reason to go to the library with Hermione to look up information, to help Hagrid win the Buckbeak lawsuit, and he didn't have to train with Harry every day.

Harry had to follow them to the library to help find the materials, and the pace of training had to slow down first.

The days went by slowly, day after day, and Christmas arrived.

The castle is again filled with festive spirits, and although there are few students staying on campus, there is no shortage of Christmas decorations and atmosphere.

The hallway was covered with thick ribbons of holly and mistletoe, the armor of the hallway revealed a mysterious brilliance, and twelve beautiful Christmas trees decorated the auditorium. The trees are dotted with stars and moons with golden and silver dots, and the smell of strong and enticing food fills the air.

On Christmas morning, Ron excitedly woke Harry with a pillow.

"Hey, get up and look at the present!" Ron exclaimed as he patted the bed.

Harry reached for his glasses from the bedside table, put them on, and looked at the bed in the half-dim light, where a pile of packages had appeared.

Ron was holding a long broom and stroking it emotionally, "Hahahaha, this is the Light Wheel 2000 that George gave me." He smiled stupidly, so happy that his mouth was about to fall.

Harry immediately got up and began to unwrap the gift.

Mrs. Weasley gave him her handmade scarlet hooded leather tunic with Gryffindor's collegiate lion woven on the front of the coat, which looked imposing. There's also a big bag of beef pies she's baked, some Christmas pastries, some peanut candy. ”

Putting down Mrs. Weasley's gift, a long, slender package caught Harry's attention.

Its length is striking and it looks a lot like a broomstick. But George has already given him a light wheel of 2000, and no one will give him a broomstick.

Ron noticed Harry's condition, he looked at the slender package, and said curiously, "Open it and take a look." ”

Harry carefully tore open the package, and a beautiful, glittering broomstick appeared in front of him. He opened his mouth wide and looked at the scene in disbelief.

(To be continued.) )