Chapter 379 The Giant's Head Is a Ball

The time without Umbridge is comfortable and pleasing to the eye.

Although the two weekends are Hogsmeade Open Days, for young wizards, any place without Umbridge can live a leisurely life.

The next day was Sunday, and Harry and Ron spent quite a bit of time on homework. After all, no matter how hard they work in private, they are choosing the subjects they are best at for further study.

As for those subjects that are not good at, the fee will not be less.

Of course, such things as rushing homework cannot make them happy as students. But under the last bit of warmth in the approaching winter, in the soft package of the warm sunshine, there is still some comfort to be gained.

Therefore, taking advantage of today's cold wind, they did not choose to nest in the common room as usual, but changed the place to do their homework to the shimmering lake behind the castle.

Sitting under a tall beech tree, Harry and Ron, under Hermione's silent supervision, struggled to fill in the plethora of homework gaps.

There is no way, for the students of their class, the Owls exam is the most important. As long as Hogwarts is not completely destroyed, the exam will inevitably come as scheduled.

In times like these, a lot of homework is almost the order of the day. Compared with the graduates who are facing the newts exam, this can only be regarded as a preview.

Naturally, Hermione's homework had already been completed, and now she was leaning against the tree trunk with her eyes slightly closed.

The magic wand in her hand trembled slightly with the jump of her wrist, controlling the two sets of knitting needles floating beside her to knit wool, weaving some cold-resistant supplies for winter.

If you look closely, you can still see the unusually detailed patterns on the woolen hats and scarves. Usually, if you use magic spells, you will never be able to weave such delicate ones.

In fact, for Hermione, this is also part of the training to practice spell control.

It is rare that there is no wind today. Sitting here, you can see that the lake is as smooth as a mirror. The blue sky and the dazzling sun are quietly reflected on the water, making it hard to tell whether it is the water or the sky.

Occasionally, a slight breeze blows by, gently wrinkling the tranquility, and even bringing a little bit of regret to people.

what--

Near noon, the sun had reached the top of his head without a sound, and Harry finally turned over and fell on the grass, letting out a long sigh of relief.

Finished? Hermione asked casually, raising her eyelids slightly.

Yeah! At the warmest moment of the day, Harry felt that he couldn't even move a finger because he was bathed in the direct sunlight, Today is the last day, take a good rest, and then There will be no time for us to rest...

Oh!

Ron also heaved a sigh of relief. He flicked the quill in his hand, and then lay down beside his best friend.

That's right, ah - I don't even want to eat lunch, I just want to lie here and cherish every last minute and every second!

Don't talk like you're going to die! Hermione gave him a lazy look, but she didn't continue to chatter.

To be honest, the three of them were both excited and worried about the upcoming plan. Knowing what he was about to face, the mountain-like pressure naturally poured down.

Faced with such a heavy psychological pressure, how to transform it more and more fully into one's own motivation is a very difficult challenge.

The burden Maca and Dumbledore bear is obviously much heavier than this... How did they manage to show a reassuring smile under such circumstances?

Under the mottled tree shadows, and amidst the warmth brought by the sun, Hermione couldn't help falling into dreamy contemplation.

...

While the cub trio were basking in the sun, Luna and Hagrid walked into the Forbidden Forest together.

Because Luna had inadvertently caught a glimpse of Glop's tall figure when Hagrid brought him back, so Hagrid could no longer stop Luna's curiosity.

After agreeing not to reveal the existence of Glop, Hagrid had to agree to take Luna to meet his stunted big brother.

The Forbidden Forest is still dark, even in the sunny noon, the evergreen canopy will still cover it like a cloudy sky.

... Giants are not very polite, and neither is Little Grapp. But I think they are just not good at expressing their feelings, or the way of expressing their feelings is different—

In the grass in the forest, Hagrid led Luna, who was in a daze, striding forward, talking about Grapp and giants while walking.

Of course, this knowledge is mixed with a lot of experience that only belongs to Hagrid, and the accuracy can only be questioned.

The giant can eat people... What kind of emotion is it expressing? Luna didn't know what she was thinking, but asked such a question with great interest.

Uh... Hagrid thought for a while, then shrugged, I think maybe... are they hungry?

It makes sense. Luna nodded seriously.

Well... Hagrid looked back at her, By the way, will Maca come over today?

I don't know. Luna took a big step, over the roots of the tree that got out of the ground, Probably not...he looks very busy.

It's still the same! Hagrid shook his head and said, It's such a fine weather, it would be a pity not to go outside for a walk... Oh, here we are!

The two were talking, and the snoring sound coming from the front was already very close, as if it was right in front.

Hagrid stretched out his broad palm to push aside the bushes, and suddenly a bright light filled his field of vision. He hurriedly narrowed his eyes, and opened them again after they got used to it a little.

Oh... a tree fell down, Hagrid suddenly said, Looks like we have to change places for this little guy again.

Yes, one of the two trees used to tie Gropp had been ripped out of the ground by him, and fell sideways.

But fortunately, Gropp didn't run around, he was lying on the bald ground he stepped on and fell asleep!

Shh-

Hagrid turned around immediately, and put his index finger up next to his mouth, signaling Luna to keep quiet. Then he turned back again, squeezed his way through the bushes, and tiptoed to Gropp's side.

It seems that no matter how much Hagrid dotes on this younger brother, he actually understands in his heart that it is temporarily impossible to make his precious brother obedient.

In order to make it easier to re-leash Glop, it was obviously appropriate to do it while he was sleeping. For this reason, he even temporarily gave up another place that was more suitable for tethering Glop, but directly moved his hands on the spot.

It's a good decision to bring a rope every time I come back!

Hagrid took down the large bundle of thick ropes hanging from his waist, but he didn't bother with Gropp, but fiddled with the bundle of ropes first.

I saw that he skillfully let go of the rope, and tied the two strands together to make a big noose. Then he chose two big trees near Glop, and fastened one of them to the trunks of the two trees firmly. up.

Then, he picked up the noose, placed it around Gropp's waist, and rested it on the ground above his head, enclosing his entire upper body in the circle of the noose.

Hagrid had always wanted to raise a real dragon, so he had learned the noose technique of the dragon tamer. But he never expected that he didn't develop a dragon, but he used this useless technology on his younger brother.

Little Grapp, get up!

Hagrid, who had prepared everything neatly, walked up to Gropp's head, and patted the back of his head hard. There was a sudden pause in Gropp's terrible purring, but it was repeated again a moment later.

Hi! Don't sleep! My brother is here to play with you——

Seeing that Gropp didn't seem to be waking up, Hagrid had to bend down, get close to his ear, and shouted at the top of his voice.

Bang! Oh—

After being yelled by Maca a few times with the amplifying spell, Glop's response to the sound is much more sensitive than before. Hagrid's voice suddenly woke up Gropp from his sleep.

However, Gropp, who was lying on the ground, was startled by Hagrid's shout, and naturally raised his head suddenly, and his hard head hit Hagrid's nose directly.

Hagrid immediately sat down on the ground clutching his nose, and the soreness made him burst into tears.

Huh?

Gropp, who had just woken up, looked up at Hagrid, then looked around in a daze, and then set his sights on Hagrid again.

...Ha, Hagel.

It's not 'Hagrid'—it's 'Hagrid'. Hagrid stood up, holding his nose, and mumbled in a heavily nasal voice, Little Grop, how's your afternoon?

Ha-Gle!

Gropp seemed to have finally woken up from his stupor. He stood up abruptly and yelled an out-of-key name at Hagrid, apparently wanting to jump directly at Hagrid.

Yes, yes, come here little guy—

Hagrid hurriedly bent down and picked up the rope loop on the ground. After Gropp stood up completely, he pulled one side of the rope loop and backed away.

As for the other side of the rope, it is hanging around Gropp's waist at the moment!

Come on, young man, you are very energetic just after waking up!

At Hagrid's shout, Gropp started running, and Hagrid immediately accelerated. As Glop ran suddenly, the noose with a slipknot suddenly tightened, and it was firmly tied to Glop's waist.

With a bang, Gropp sat down on the ground.

Oh— Luna, who was standing aside, clapped her hands in amazement, The giant's head is a ball!