After Harry called out the name in an almost roaring voice, several people behaved differently.

Hermione covered her mouth, her white cheeks filled with fear, but her aura-filled eyes kept glinting, as if judging how likely Harry's speculation was, and Ron was startled, he stammered,

"But. . . It's—this can't be right, there's a Dementor handle at the school gate."

"There's no way there are more Dementors at the school gate than there are Azkaban, right?" Harry said grimly, "But Blake got out of there anyway!" ”

"I think you're probably a little too nervous, Harry--"

Hagrid also expressed his opinion at this time, "Blake is Animagus? Oh, with all due respect, Harry, I probably know Blake a little better than you think, I had been a hunting ground guard at the school for thirty years when he entered Hogwarts, and I had frustrated him countless times. An attempt by his friends to slip into the Forbidden Forest"

"Just say it, Hagrid--"

Harry didn't want to hide anymore at this time, he kept a calm face and said bluntly,

"Blake's friends are my dad, right, as well as Professor Lupin and Peter Pettigrew, who died at the hands of Blake to avenge my mom and dad, and it was his betrayal that caused my mom and dad to die at the hands of Voldemort."

In the middle of the night, when the cold wind was howling, the words 'Voldemort' suddenly appeared and made these people shudder.

"Sirius Black has been trying to get close to me for half a year since he escaped from Azkaban, and he wants to kill me to avenge Voldemort."

"Where did you hear all this, Harry?"

Hagrid looked incredulous, his mouth open as if he could swallow a dragon egg, he looked at Harry in confusion, and then swept Hermione and Ron, who were silent and silent, and his voice finally became stern,

"Don't tell me it's Remus, I know him, he's not a mouthy man."

Hagrid's questioning made Harry hesitate, but after a moment, the anger and hatred that had been heard of it had returned to him.

"I heard your conversation, last semester at the Three Broomsticks Bar, when you met with the Minister of Magic."

"But."

"There's a secret passage in the school that Filch doesn't know leads directly to Hogsmeade."

When Harry said this, Ron desperately squeezed his eyes, Harry turned a blind eye to this, saw Hagrid's surprised expression, for some reason, he had a sense of aspiration in his heart, obviously he was the one who should know everything, but whether it was Hagrid, Professor Lupin, or Professor Blaine, or even Headmaster Dumbledore, they all kept his mouth shut, of course, he knew that these people were all for his good, afraid that he would do stupid things, but

Have you ever noticed that the couple who died tragically at Voldemort's hands twelve years ago were his parents!

"Oh my God!"

Hagrid's voice was full of anger, and he behaved just as Harry had expected,

"You know that Blake is still absconding, but you do!"

Hagrid patted his head vigorously before he came to his senses,

"It's so late, why are you three on campus, Harry, even if it's to celebrate today's victory, I think you're overdoing it!"

Hagrid's face was ugly enough, and if he told Hagrid that they had escaped for a mouse, it would make Hagrid angry and go wild, so even the angry Harry didn't say anything.

"Back to the castle, now, I'll talk to you about the secret passage and Hogsmeade tomorrow!"

Hagrid said angrily,

"I'm going to bring Malfoy back now, this stupid boy who broke into the Forbidden Forest in the middle of the night with a broomstick, and I don't know what happened to those little guys who did this last time!"

Hagrid rushed into the house, and Hermione whispered to Harry,

"Go back, Harry, and think about what happened in Professor Bryne's office, not to mention that we're not sure it's Blake."

"But--"

This series of events made Ron a little confused, he pointed to the Forbidden Forest, and said in a daze,

"Spotted and Malfoy."

"Are you going to risk exposing Harry to Blake's nose because of the spots!"

Hermione said with a tiger face.

At this moment, Hagrid was holding the hunting bow and the broken pink umbrella under his arm, and when he saw that the three Harry were still standing motionless, he took out the rare majesty of the professor and shouted,

"Go back, Harry, and so do the two of you, and don't force me to lock up the three of you!"

Harry literally turned and walked back slowly, and both Hermione and Ron looked surprised, both thinking that Harry would not give in.

Seeing this, Hagrid nodded in satisfaction, and immediately turned around and ran like the Forbidden Forest, but after only two steps, he suddenly stopped, because he realized a serious problem.

He didn't know what the Slytherin kid was trying to do in class, but Hagrid saw that Malfoy was holding a broomstick, and the dog chasing him didn't seem to be slow, so how could he catch up with them?

If he only relied on two legs, maybe by the time he found Malfoy, that kid would have been dismantled!

Why aren't there any broomsticks for giants to ride—Hagrid thought indignantly.

It's not that there are no tools to speed up the journey, it's just that Hagrid once vowed never to use it again, but now, a student's life may be in danger, and Hagrid has no choice.

He walked briskly under the east wall of the house, fumbled a few times, and then lifted the wooden cover covered with a layer of dust and weeds, and looked at the already snow-white motorcycle, Hagrid's breathing suddenly quickened.

"I wish you could still move—"

Hagrid grunted, he grabbed the handle of the motorcycle, and lifted the unsightly motorcycle up like a chicken, and a little dark blue electric light came out of the tip of the pink broken umbrella, and the dust on the motorcycle was immediately swept away.

Hagrid tossed his umbrella and hunting bow into the sidecar and turned to the messy buttons to control the motorcycle, which he hadn't touched in years, and couldn't quite remember how to make it move.

Luckily, Hagrid flipped a switch, and the exhaust pipe of the motorcycle immediately emitted a puff of smoke and an asthmatic roar, but when Hagrid twisted the handlebar, the roar of the motorcycle suddenly became louder, like a roaring dragon!

"Where did you get this thing?"

"I got it from Black," Hagrid said happily.

"I'm afraid you don't remember, Harry, you still sat on it, twelve years ago, when I was ordered by Professor Dumbledore to take you from Godric's Hollow to your Muggle relative's house, I used this thing, you were a little bit at the time, I could hold it up on one hand!"

"Cool!"

Another voice said with respect,

"My dad's Muggle car was far worse than that."

"Ho, Arthur--"

Hagrid grinned as he adjusted the motorcycle's mirror, but the smile on his face stiffened when he saw the three little ones standing behind the motorcycle in the mirror.

"I do seem to have an impression of this."

With a thoughtful look on his face, Harry climbed onto the sidecar and squeezed towards Hagrid's side, because Hagrid's size could only squeeze one person on the motorcycle at most, and he had to give either Ron or Hermione a seat.

After eye contact, Hermione tossed the Cloak of Invisibility to Harry, and she herself clumsily climbed onto the sidecar and sat down close to Harry, holding Hagrid's umbrella and hunting bow in her arms.

Ron also sat down in his seat with an excited look on his face, grabbing the folds in Hagrid's coat.

"You three!"

Hagrid finally roared,

"Decide to take my words as a deaf ear, don't you?"

(End of chapter)