"Hagrid, where's that giant? Your little brother, the one called Glop? "Harry asked anxiously.
Fang hopped around them and licked their cheeks.
"Oh, Elwyn told the three of you, didn't he?!" Hagrid tried his best to speak in a cheerful tone. The sound of burning wood could be heard coming from the stove. "I just placed him in the forest, about half an hour away from here. Tell him not to run around. I think I can help him build a home tomorrow. If you guys are willing to help..."
Hearing Hagrid's words, the four of them took a step back subconsciously. They did not want to have anything to do with the giant.
"Those centaurs didn't cause any trouble for you, right?" Elwyn asked.
"Not yet. They haven't even shown themselves, but I'm sure they already know!" Hagrid continued. "I have to thank you, Elwyn. If not for your help, I wouldn't have been able to convince those stubborn fellows."
"They didn't really agree. They said they wanted to observe for a while." Elwyn said.
"That's not bad. Unlike when you guys left, Glop has learned a lot of manners recently." Hagrid said as he forced an ugly smile on his face. "His English has improved as well, as long as those fellows are willing to give him a chance. Of course, it's fine even if they object, the Forbidden Forest doesn't belong to them. But this will make things more troublesome. "
Everyone was skeptical of what Hagrid said.
Looking at Hagrid, it was hard to believe that the giant had learned manners.
"Hagrid, your face?" Harry looked at him worriedly.
"It's nothing, it was an accident. Glop can't control his own strength." Hagrid said. "Do you guys want some tea?"
"Did the giant attack you?"
"I'm telling you, I'm fine. Let's not talk about me anymore!" Hagrid said as he straightened his back. He turned to smile at them again, but the pain made him frown. "Honestly, I'm so happy to see you guys. You had a good summer, didn't you?"
"Isn't that giant scary? Why did he hit you? "
"I'm telling you one last time, I'm fine!" Hagrid insisted. "Glop is a good boy, he just needs time to adjust."
"If one of our faces turned into a pile of meat paste, would you say it's okay?"
"You should go to Madam Pomfrey, Hagrid!" said Hermione anxiously. "Some of the wounds look dangerous."
"I will take care of it!" Hagrid said majestically.
He walked to the large wooden table in the middle of the room and lifted a tea-towel from it.
Underneath it was a strip of raw, green, and bloody meat. It was slightly bigger than an ordinary car tire.
"Don't tell me you're going to eat this, Hagrid?" Ron leaned over to take a look. "It looks poisonous!"
"It's not poisonous. This is what it looks like. It's dragon meat," said Hagrid. "I'm not going to eat it."
He picked up the dragon meat and applied it to the left side of his face. The green blood dripped onto his beard.
He grunted in satisfaction. The pain seemed to have subsided. "It's better now. It has an analgesic effect."
Dragon blood and dragon meat did have the effect of accelerating cell growth and relieving pain, but not many people would do what Hagrid did. It was really primitive, sticking the meat directly on the wound. Madam Pomfrey would definitely do a better job than this piece of dragon meat.
However, if he did that, he would have to explain why he was injured. This was something Hagrid did not want.
He did not want others to know that he had brought back a giant. Now, only Elwyn's group, Dumbledore and Sirius knew.
"Where did you get this piece of dragon meat?" asked Elwyn. "Does it look fresh?"
"Fresh? It looks like it has gone bad? "
"No, dragon meat is just this color."
"It was Orim who got it for me. I told her that I needed a piece of dragon meat to stop the pain." As Hagrid spoke, he moved the dragon meat to cover the most serious wound. "Thanks to her, Glop and I were able to cross the English Channel. We used the most primitive method. We made a big ship and floated back with the current. The Ministry of Magic monitored the Phantom Manifestation and the door key. We could not do that. Plus, no one could make Glop manifest. He was too big."
A ship that could carry a giant, how big would it be?!
"Alright, why did you guys take so long to come back? We thought you were in danger. "
"It's not easy to hide a giant. Ah, the water is ready!" Hagrid placed the teacups in front of everyone and sat down. He picked up the dragon meat and put it on his face. "We came from the wilderness. We could have come back a few months earlier, but Glop kept wanting to go back. To convince him, I delayed some time. I told Dumbledore about the situation. At the end of the journey, Orim also came back to help me. That's how we got back a little faster."
"Hagrid, you really shouldn't have brought that giant back!" Hermione said.
"But I've brought him back. He's my little brother. I can't leave him alone. Elwyn should have told you about the chaos in the giant's territory. It's very dangerous." Hagrid said, "Listen, I don't want anyone to know about this. So, you guys just pretend that this doesn't exist. There has never been a giant, and don't talk about this with anyone. Now, how was your summer vacation? "
"Not too good. Harry was attacked by a Soul Taker!"
Hagrid choked and dropped the dragon meat.
He coughed continuously. Large amounts of saliva, tea and dragon blood splattered on the table. The dragon meat fell to the ground with a thud.
"What did you say? Attacked by a Soul Taker?" Hagrid said loudly. "That can't be true, right?"
"It's true. They appeared in Little Fringe and attacked me and my cousin. Then the Ministry of Magic wanted to fire me." Harry dragged his voice. "I had to go to trial. Elwyn went with me because he told the truth for me in the newspaper."
"They're crazy. They wanted to fire you!" Hagrid glared at everyone with the one eye he could open.
"Yeah. Luckily, they failed in the end. We won the case!"
"Fudge is crazy. I heard some news on the way here, but I didn't expect there to be a Soul Taker!" He bent down and pulled the dragon meat out of Fang's mouth. "I didn't expect the Ministry of Magic to put you on trial and want to fire Harry."
"No, Hagrid. It's not hygienic …" Hermione said, but Hagrid had already put the dragon meat on his eyes again.
"I heard from Orim that the Ministry of Magic is investigating Dumbledore and his friends and has removed him from his position. That's crazy!" Hagrid said, taking a sip of tea. "Someone is even monitoring them. Even the French Ministry of Magic is cooperating with them …"
Suddenly, his words were drowned out by a sudden knock on the door.
Hermione gasped. The cup in her hand fell to the ground and shattered.
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