"Ahh

"Ruber, how are you?" As soon as he escaped, Hagrid fell to the ground, screaming in pain.

Maxim immediately took Hagrid in his arms, rested his head on his lap, and asked anxiously.

Suddenly, her pupils shrank, and there was a hint of panic in her words. Hagrid had a deep wound on his left leg, bleeding constantly, and faintly he could see the white bones inside.

"This ...... This...... Heal as ever! Maxim kept releasing the healing spell, but it didn't work, and the blood kept flowing.

"Tear up!" Grabbing his own clothes and slamming them hard, only three or two times, he tore a good piece of clothing into strips of cloth.

Round by round, Maxim tied the strips of cloth he had pulled to Hagrid's wound and did not stop until he had exhausted all the strips.

"How's it going, Rubeus?"

"We need to get back, Olym." Hagrid's face turned pale and said weakly,

"This is a magic invented by Severus, it takes a special anti-spell to make the wound heal, you have to find him or Dumbledore quickly, otherwise the bleeding will not stop." After speaking, he looked at the wound that had just been bandaged, even though Maxim had been tied very tightly, there was still a faint oozing a little blood red.

"Okay, let's go back!" Maxim struggled to help Hagrid up, worried,

"Can you still withstand the Phantom Migration now?"

"It shouldn't be a problem." Hagrid grinned tenaciously, trying to be more relaxed, but returned to Maxim's eyes.

"Forced." Maxim slapped Hagrid, flicked his wand in his right hand, and the two disappeared again.

When it reappears, it is in the living room of a house. It's beautiful, and it's full of sumptuous decorative furniture, and a full polar bear skin is at your feet, but now it's a little more bright red on it.

"Lean on first, I'll get Dumbledore over immediately!" As if he hadn't seen the blood on his favorite bearskin, Maxim helped Hagrid to sit down slowly, placing several pillows behind his waist for him to lean on, with his head just resting on the couch.

He then got up, went straight to the study, rummaged through the drawers, and finally returned to the living room with a mirror.

"Dumbledore! Albus Dumbledore! Maxim tapped his wand twice on the mirror and called out Dumbledore's name.

After a while, the mirror suddenly appeared with water lines, and the next second, a white-bearded old man appeared in the mirror.

"What's the matter, Ms. Maxim?" Dumbledore's voice came from the mirror, low, small.

"You need to come here right away, Hagrid is badly injured!" Maxim's voice was full of anxiety, and as he spoke, he looked in the mirror at the wound on Hagrid's leg, and in a moment, the blood had completely stained the strip of cloth red, and the ground was also a lot red.

"Please get out of the way, and I'll come here." Hearing this, Maxim immediately waved his wand and moved the surrounding coffee tables, tables, and chairs aside.

In the next second, a dazzling red light suddenly flashed, and Dumbledore appeared in front of him, with a beautiful bird on his shoulder.

"Let me see, Ms. Maxim." With that, Dumbledore crouched down beside Hagrid and stabbed Hagrid in the wound with a wand that looked like a human finger bone.

"Albus!" Maxim's angry voice sounded, and Dumbledore immediately apologized,

"I'm sorry, Lady Maxim, I must know what kind of magic hurt Rubeus."

"Luckily, I know the magic." The wand in his hand slid lightly over the strip of cloth, revealing the wound again.

As he read softly, the tip of the staff glowed softly, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, without even a trace.

"Thank you, Dumbledore." Hagrid's words were full of weakness, but his eyes were full of gratitude and excitement.

"Take a good break, Rubeus." Dumbledore took a bottle of potion out of his pocket and handed it over,

"You've bled a lot, and drinking this bottle of blood tonic potion will make you feel a lot better." Hagrid took the potion, raised his head and drank it all, and his face was a little more rosy, and his energy recovered a lot.

Seeing that Hagrid's injuries were all right, Maxim only then reset the furniture that had just been removed. Carefully carrying Hagrid onto the couch and waving his wand, the spout of the teapot on the coffee table burst out, the lid opened, and a bag of tea bounced into it on its own.

The three cups were folded off the saucer, and the teapot jumped up and filled before returning to its original position safely.

Dumbledore picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and then said, "Very good black tea." ”

"Thank you."

"So, can you tell me what the hell is going on now? Rupert. Dumbledore looked at Hagrid and asked,

"Why are you being hurt by Bladeless? As I recall, this magic, created by Severus, is known only to a few people. ”

"It's Ike, Dumbledore." Hagrid was in much better shape, and he spoke much louder.

"We met the Death Eaters in the Giant Tribe, it was McNeill and Ike, and this magic was unleashed by Ike."

"Ike? Then it's no surprise that he was arguably Severus's favorite student. Dumbledore put down his teacup and pushed the glasses on his nose,

"Looks like we've lost the giant's helper."

"I'm sorry, Dumbledore, we couldn't complete the task you assigned......" Hagrid's face showed a look of loneliness, and then he told everything that happened to the Giant Tribe, and Maxim next to him also added a few words from time to time.

Dumbledore listened attentively, sometimes nodding his head, sometimes showing a hint of regret, and when Hagrid had finished everything, he sighed, "It's hard for you, no one expected this kind of thing, but it's good to be fine." ”

"But the mystery man got the giant, and that's terrible!"

"Yes, it's bad, but it's not the end of the world, Rubeus." Dumbledore said,

"We still have a lot to do, and not all of us will choose to go to the dark." With that, Dumbledore stood up, looked at the time, and said, "I should go back, as you know, there's a lot going on at school." ”

"Alright, let's go back together." Hagrid was about to stand up as he spoke, but was pushed back by Dumbledore and Maxim.

"I didn't say I wanted you to go back with me, Rubeus." Dumbledore had a little surprise on his face, and a little inexplicable smile,

"There's no need to rush back to Hogwarts, it's okay later." After saying that, he also blinked. Hagrid was still a little confused, not knowing what the blink meant.

Scratching his head, he said, "Well, there's just one thing I want to ask for your consent for." ”

"What?"

"That's it...... I met my younger brother, half-brother, in France......" Hagrid was a little embarrassed,

"He's only one person, I wonder if I can take him back to Hogwarts with me......"

"Your brother?" Dumbledore was slightly stunned, then nodded and said with a smile,

"Of course, you can take him back to school with you."

"Hogwarts is home, and home doesn't reject family......"

"Isn't it?"