Ron erupted suddenly, angrily, smashing Harry's firebolt at his feet and yelling at Harry, and his sudden outburst startled Harry and Hermione.

"Really?"

After a brief moment of silence, Harry said coldly,

"But in my opinion, you're a big fool!"

A strong wind suddenly blew into the field from the Forbidden Forest, the wind carried the rain, and the misty light rain suddenly became a silk thread, and the sudden cold made Hermione shiver, but this cold rain was nothing compared to the coldness in her heart.

"Let's not do that, okay?"

There was no one on the field, and now, except for the three of them, there was no one to be seen, Hermione pleaded to Harry and Ron in the confrontation.

However, her prayers did not have a positive effect, but only fueled the anger in the hearts of Harry and Ron, who wanted to see each other at this moment.

"You're not qualified to say that about me!" Ron said through gritted teeth.

Contrary to Hermione, Harry's heart was full of anger right now, and he glared at Ron, never finding Ron so annoying, from head to toe, including his shorter, more revealing foot and neck, which made him completely unaware that he was being blown away by the wind and rain.

"You know the Warriors aren't what Hermione wants!"

Maybe it was rain, maybe it was anger, but it was always Harry who felt a blur in front of him, yelling at Ron to feel comfortable,

"You know that there will be a lot of people sneering at her now, you know that she is probably in danger more than just competitions, but you just forget about it, thinking only about those ridiculous galleons and fame, but you don't think you're a fool and a fool!"

"Don't think you're the only one in the world who is noble, Potter!"

Ron was so mad that he roared to the sound of the waves crashing against the cliff shore, and at that moment, he wanted to rush up and smash Harry's glasses, but in the end, he resisted the urge, he saw that Harry was stunned by what he had just said, and his heart was happy, but at the same time, he didn't want to stay here anymore.

Ron glanced at Hermione, who was at a loss, his lips slightly open, and his eyes were slightly hesitant, but in the end he didn't say anything, just turned his head and walked towards the castle.

"Don't go, coward!"

Ron was so enrageed that he yelled and lunged forward, and at the same time, his 'coward' made Ron lose control, and in the pouring rain, a pair of best friends threw their fists at each other!

Harry and Ron rolled out onto the muddy lawn, screaming and wringing desperately, and the howling wind and rain seemed to mock the young boy for finally experiencing the pains of growing up.

Hermione pounced desperately, she was going to pull Harry and Ron away, and then, it was impossible for a girl to stop the two crazy boys, and in a tug, I don't know whose elbow hit Hermione's front teeth, she wailed in pain and almost fainted.

"Oh my!"

The ground shook slightly, and Hagrid strode over, he couldn't believe what he was seeing!

Hagrid rushed to the two boys who were wrung on the ground, grabbed one of them by the arm with one hand like a chicken, and lifted Harry and Ron off the ground, but even so, Harry and Ron didn't stop making noise, they were still cursing, desperately kicking each other with the rest of their arms and legs, and the scene was funny to watch.

"Merlin's beard!"

Hagrid blinked his black beetle-like eyes, and he looked at Harry and Ron at the other, as if trying to recognize who the muddy boy he was carrying.

"Seamus and Dean just ran over and told you that you might be going to fight, and I thought they were joking with me. I was teaching Dongmu how to get along with the fried tail snail and delayed for a while. But what the hell is going on, can anyone tell me how you two got into a fight, oh, and Hermione, your front teeth don't look good! ”

"Let go of me, Hagrid!"

It turned out that even if his body was several times stronger, Harry could not compete with Hagrid, and he struggled with all his might, however, Hagrid did not look struggling at all.

"I'm going to smash this idiot in the face!"

Harry shouted.

"Then let's give it a try!" Not to be outdone, Ron shouted, "Look whose face is going to be smashed!" ”

"No way!" Hagrid said dryly, "If you want to come down, you can't do it unless you shake hands first." ”

"Hey!"

Hagrid was angry with each other, and he shook his arms, and then, Harry and Ron, who were hanging from his hands, felt like the world was spinning and spinning, as if their bodies were about to fall apart.

"Why don't you take a look at Hermione first, she looks worse than the two of you!"

Harry barely resisted the urge to vomit, and he immediately looked at Hermione, only to see that Hermione was covering her lips, but blood was pouring from her fingers closed, and she, like him, was completely soaked and shivering from the cold. Ron came close to reacting to him before he realized that Hermione seemed to be the one who had been hurt the most in his conflict with Harry.

"Looks like you're calming down, right?"

Hagrid said angrily, waiting for him to stop struggling before finally letting them go.

"All three of you come to my house, let's get things straight, hurry up, I've been dealing with magical creatures a lot, I know a little bit about healing, I can help you deal with some injuries first, Hermione-"

With that, Hagrid walked over and put his arm around Hermione's shoulders and headed towards the hut, and Harry, who was worried about Hermione, immediately followed, and they walked as fast as they could, and when they were about to enter Hagrid's hut, they found that Ron had not followed them, and had disappeared into the field.

"Let's go in first--"

Hagrid, who had discovered this, sighed and pushed the door open.

Hagrid's cottage was warmly lit by bright oil lamps, and the floors were spotless, and the animal feathers and furs that had hung from the wooden beams were sorted and washed and neatly stuffed under Hagrid's bed, which made the strange smell that had always lingered in the small house disappear.

When Harry eagerly followed Hagrid into the room, he felt a chill in the warmth of the environment, and his mud-stained robe pressed against his skin.

A pot of stew was simmering on the stove, and the aroma was clear that it wasn't Hagrid's work, and it made Harry realize that he hadn't finished his lunch yet.

"Master Granger!"

A small, dark shadow sped up on the side of the hut, a clattering wooden crate rushed to Hermione's feet, pressed by Hagrid to the edge of the bed.

Covered in snow-white fluff, the size of a tennis ball, and with eyes similar to Hermione's, Tum's eyes were full of tears.

"Granger's master was injured, Winter's failed to protect Granger's master, Winter's is an incompetent house-elf!"

With that, Dom whimpered loudly and turned around and ran towards the stove, which, in Hagrid's experience, was probably going to shove its own head into it to punish itself.

Hermione's lips were bloodshot, and the pain made it impossible for her to speak, but Hagrid grabbed Winter's ear and gently tossed it aside.

"Don't make a mess of it?"

Hagrid said angrily, and then he hurriedly took some ointment from the partition above the bed.

"Oh my God, that's not an easy one!"

Hagrid glared angrily at Harry, who was standing by the stove with a guilty face, and then carefully smeared Hermione with some foul-smelling ointment in front of him.

As Hagrid said, he still has some skills in healing, after all, not all magical creatures are as harmless as Fromber caterpillars, and he can't go to Madam Pomfrey twice in three days, so most of the injuries are handled by himself.

Hagrid's ointment was applied, and her hot lips cooled all at once, and the pain between Hermione's brows and eyes was much less.

"Your front teeth look a little loose, Hermione-"

Hagrid pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket and handed it to Hermione, motioning for her to wipe off the dripping potion, but Hermione didn't use it.

"You'd better go to Bobby's later--"

"Thank you, Hagrid, I'll go—"

Herm said excitedly, taking the warm water that Dom had brought to wash the smell of blood in his mouth, and then, Dom easily made Hermione and Harry's mess of clothes dry again.

The beef stew on the stove gurgled and bubbled, and the aroma made Hermione and Harry swallow unconsciously. They ran back and forth between Hogwarts and Hogsmeade from the secret passages, and they were all hungry in the rain. Harry's stomach rumbled twice, mainly because it took more effort to get involved with Ron.

Dongmu quickly got them two bowls of stew from a shiny bowl, and then brought them a large piece of rock skin cake.

"Thank you, Tonm--"

Hermione waved her hand at Tum, a little depressed,

"I probably won't be able to eat this right now."

"It's been modified by Dom, and it tastes much better—" said Hagrid, "but it's not very chewy. Well, let's not talk about the pie for now. ”

Hagrid looked at Harry and Hermione and said sternly

"Can you two tell me what's going on, Harry, how did you get into a fight with Ron. There's no sense of accomplishment in fighting with Malfoy? ”

(End of chapter)