After the crazy Norbert Hagrid disappeared into the fog, the eleven-year-old Hagrid stood at the door and looked in the direction his father had disappeared. His mouth was wide open like a dumb goose.
Aglaia saw him like a duck that had been separated from its mother and couldn't bear it. She walked towards Hagrid and asked, "How are you?"
Hagrid was frightened. He leaned against the wall and trembled.
"You … What else do you want?"
He was so scared that Aglaia didn't know what to do. Unknowingly, she had become a villain who stole money and bullied other people's fathers.
She wanted to ask Hagrid what had happened to him and why he was so scared.
However, she also knew that she had only met him twice. They were complete strangers. Asking such a question would only make him more frightened.
For a moment, Aglaia was in a dilemma. She asked Hoffa, "Is this the junior you were talking about?"
"Yes," Hoffa said.
"Does he have the blood of giants?"
Hoffa nodded and didn't say anything. He didn't know why, but he suddenly wanted to leave this place, leave this place alone …
"How old are you?" Aglaia turned to Hagrid and asked.
The tall boy on the ground looked at Aglaia in a panic and then looked at Hoffa in fear. He didn't answer, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.
Aglaia was confused. She stepped forward and said, "Hey, I'm talking to you. How old are you? Did you receive a letter from the Hogwarts?"
Hagrid pressed his palm against the wall and forced a smile that was uglier than crying. His eyes drifted to the door and he moved his feet as if he wanted to escape.
However, Aglaia saw through his thoughts. Aglaia took a step to the right and blocked his escape route.
She put her hands on her hips and said, "Why aren't you answering my question?"
"Ten … Ten … Eleven years old." Hagrid stuttered. His face was as pale as paper. It seemed that saying a few simple words had exhausted all his strength.
"Have you received a letter from the owl?" Aglaia asked.
Hagrid, who was 1.9 meters tall, nodded weakly. He shrunk his neck as if he was trying to make himself look inconspicuous. However, he was too arrogant, and this only made him look very comical.
Aglaia rolled her eyes. "Alright, no one's going to eat you."
Then, she shook her head and whispered disdainfully, "You probably won't get Ravenclaw either."
After that, she put her wand into her pocket and said to Hoffa, "I have something to tell you."
Hoffa asked, "What is it?"
Aglaia lowered his voice. "We should take him away. What if his crazy father never comes back? He's only eleven years old."
Hoffa stood where he was and looked at the tall boy awkwardly. Take him away?
It wasn't that he couldn't accept it. Compared to Hagrid, the plan to raise giants seemed quite interesting.
Alright then …
But before he could say anything, another thought appeared in his mind.
(No …)
(No …)
(Hey, wait a minute. I've already brought one person. Why should I bring one more? Reason says: One more person means one more trouble. One more trouble means one more day of delay in getting the system reward. Why should I bring one more person?)
Then, the voice in his mind became a little louder.
(Why can't I do what I want to do? Why do I have to stay with a troublesome person? Why don't I stop and think rationally …)
Then, as if he was talking to himself, the answer floated to the surface.
(This is obviously a war time. Why don't I go look for a wizard's secret realm to improve my strength? Instead, I'm wasting my time here. What the f * ck am I doing?)
The thought spread like a virus and took over his consciousness in the blink of an eye.
Hoffa quivered. He grabbed Aglaia's wrist and pulled her out.
Aglaia was shocked. "What are you doing?"
Hoffa said, "Why are you still here? I've already paid back the money."
"Wait a minute." Aglaia pushed Hoffa away.
"What are you doing? Don't you have work to do?" Hoffa said unhappily. "Don't you have work to do?"
"Don't rush. Do you know the way?" Aglaia asked.
Hoffa was silent.
"Running around if you don't know the way?" Aglaia glared at him and turned to look at Hagrid. "Hey, do you know where Helzburg is?"
Hagrid nodded. His voice was as soft as a mosquito. "I … I know."
Aglaia asked, "Where is it?"
"Head north … Head north for 30 kilometers and you'll reach it."
"Do you mind taking us there?" she asked immediately.
Rupert Hagrid was shocked. He did not look at Aglaia. Instead, he looked at Hoffa's face. He took two steps back and knocked over the pots and pans behind him.
However, before he could say anything, Hoffa stood in front of Aglaia with his arms crossed.
"No, I'm not taking him," Hoffa objected.
"Why?" Aglaia said. "We don't know the way. He happens to know where Helzburg is, right?"
"We don't need a guide. Didn't he just tell us the way?" Hoffa said with a straight face.
"Then how can it be easier than someone else leading the way?"
"No."
Hoffa refused immediately. He grabbed Aglaia's wrist. "Do you believe me or not?"
Aglaia frowned. "What's wrong with you?"
Hoffa said, "What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you? Are you a human trafficker?"
Aglaia paused. She widened her eyes as if she wanted to see something from Hoffa's face.
Hoffa shook his head and said, "Listen, Aglaia. This guy obviously has some psychological problems. We can't do anything now. It's not advisable to take a stranger with us at this time. "
Aglaia looked at Hagrid, who was sitting on the ground. She lowered her voice and said, "What if something happens …"
"What does this have to do with you?" Hoffa interrupted her. "What's with your overflowing sympathy? He has his own father. Why do you care?"
After he finished speaking, Aglaia did not say anything, but the temperature on her face began to drop.
Hoffa said, "Don't think of the worst. We still have work to do. The work in front of us."
Aglaia turned her head and saw Hagrid's huge body trembling. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at the two of them.
"Look, take him away. Can you take responsibility if something happens?" Hoffa pointed at Hagrid and said rationally, "Letting a father go home and not find his child. You call this mercy? No, this is cutting him apart. "
Aglaia smiled. Hoffa saw that her face began to change. He had a bad feeling, but he did not want to change his words. He had not thought about himself for a long time. He needed to think rationally about what he should do.
"What's wrong with you?" Aglaia took a deep breath and asked, "Why don't you care about him at all?"
Hoffa said, "Are you leaving or not?"
Aglaia said, "If you don't make it clear, I won't leave."
After a moment of silence, he began to feel irritated. He was annoyed by her persistence.
(Why has this woman been going against me since the first day we met?)
Hoffa said coldly, "You say I don't care, and you care? Those people in the hospital, your mother, the muggle soldiers. "
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, you don't actually care about others."
"Why don't I care?" Aglaia was in disbelief.
In the air, an unknown emotion began to brew, and an invisible crack began to appear. Every flaw of Aglaia began to magnify in Hoffa's eyes.
He felt some emotions began to overflow from his brain. Although he tried to balance them, he lost his stability.
"It's not easy to bring you along. You won't bring anyone else."
"It's not easy?" Aglaia gritted her teeth. "What are you talking about?"
"I'm just stating a fact."
"Who do you think I am?" Aglaia grabbed Hoffa's collar. She was so agitated that the muscles on her face were twitching. She gritted her teeth. "If you have something to say, just say it."
"It's enough as long as you're happy, isn't it?" Hoffa said sarcastically. "And I have to clean up your mess because of your willfulness!"
"It's enough as long as I'm happy … Haha?" Aglaia put her hands on her hips, then put them down. She pointed at Hoffa with trembling fingers.
"You think I'm here to make money from the war? You think I'm here to look for excitement? That's what you think, isn't it!? "
Hoffa did not answer.
"You think I'm the same as those people in the castle?" Is that so? "When she said this, her voice had completely changed.
"Isn't it?" Hoffa's voice was flat. "They're your family. What's the difference?"
At that moment, all the fog outside the house stopped flowing. The glass on the old house suddenly shattered. Hagrid curled up on the ground and held his head in fear. The unstable magic wave blew Hoffa's hair into a mess.
"Then you can leave. Who forced you to stay here?"
Aglaia roared. Her face was red. She angrily pushed Hoffa away with a palm. She turned around and strode out. In the blink of an eye, she disappeared into the fog.
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Hoffa stood in the same place, his eyes wide open. But there was no expression at all.
He almost could not control his complicated emotions. Those emotions were mixed with too many unknown reasons. Disappointment, uneasiness, carefree, freedom. It was impossible to describe.
He took a few deep breaths and started meditating. For the first time, he could not calm down at all.
He put his hands on his hips and swayed a few times in the same place.
After a long while, Huo Fa finally stopped spinning. He gradually calmed down. The waves in his mind subsided.
He had quarreled with Aglaia again.
(Maybe I should have done this earlier. What if I died because of her? Reason said calmly.)
He looked at Rupert Hagrid. The boy was hiding in the corner, trembling. The quarrel between Hoffa and Aglaia had frightened him.
That expression made Huo Fa feel an inexplicable sense of compassion. Fine, I'll just ask.
"Excuse me, are you willing to accompany me to Heltzburg?" Hoffa tilted his head and asked. "When this is over, I'll bring you to Diagon Alley. Then we'll go to Hogwarts. "
Rupert Hagrid looked at him in horror. His Adam's apple bobbed. He forced a smile and said, "No … no … no need."
Hoffa asked, "Why? People will bully you if you're here."
Hagrid said in a hoarse voice, "My … my father … my … father, protect … protect me …"
Hoffa heard him. After a moment of silence, he smiled and said, "I see. I understand."
Hagrid didn't trust him at all. To Hagrid, he might have been stereotyped as a dangerous thug who trespassed on private property. Judging from the results, he was indeed like that.
The result of the negotiation was no different from what he had expected. It was completely useless. He couldn't take anyone away, and he couldn't change the boy's fate.
Reason told him that it was meaningless to continue arguing.
After making up his mind, he stood up and disappeared into the fog. He left Hagrid's childhood house.
In the dark forest, Hoffa scolded himself as he walked. He seemed to be getting more and more soft-hearted recently. Shouldn't he be getting more and more cold-hearted as he grew?
At this moment, the goal of his life became extremely clear. It was as if a pair of hands held the goal on a silver plate and respectfully handed it to him.
(Find the Sorcerer's Secret Realm and increase your strength.)
(You should do this.)
(You have to do this.)
(You've deviated from your goal for a long time.)
Reason said so. Pride said so.
Hoffa shook his head hard to get rid of the shadows of Aglaia and Hagrid from his mind.
"These are all obstacles in the way of achieving my goal."
He talked to himself, as if thinking this would make him feel better.
He looked straight ahead and walked towards the north, but the corner of his eyes locked onto the roadside.
He didn't know why, but deep in his heart, he vaguely felt that Aglaia might be waiting for him somewhere. Perhaps there was room for them to turn their relationship around.
But his reason told him that Aglaia was just a young girl with a mind full of exciting things. She was impulsive, childish, and disobedient. She wasn't suitable to be his friend. Friends should always be on the same side as him.
The more he thought, the faster his footsteps became.
Forget it. Don't care about her. She can do whatever she wants. Reason said so. Let her go and cause trouble herself.
But the more he thought about it, the more the anxiety in his heart spread like a shadow. It was like a bird in a cage, desperately struggling to break free.
After walking for ten minutes.
Huo Fa stopped abruptly. There were traces of a struggle on the ground. Someone had cast a lot of spells here.
Something was wrong.
Aglaia didn't appear for a long time. Something was wrong. She was just a second-year student who had just graduated. She didn't have a flying broom or Mirage. How could she run so fast?
Hoffa slowly turned his body and narrowed his eyes.
Following the traces of a struggle, he came to a broken tree. It seemed to have been broken in half by something heavy. A branch on the tree caught his attention.
There was a torn piece of a bloody shirt hanging on the branch.
After staring at the piece for a few seconds, Hoffa reached out and picked it up. It was warm to the touch. It had been torn off for less than ten seconds.
This was Aglaia's shirt …
He snorted. Was this girl trying to trick him into looking for her?
She was dreaming.
Hoffa put away the piece of cloth and walked towards the north without hesitation. Just as he took a step, he stepped on a pit.
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