Chapter 559
Chapter 559 Death does not admit it!!
Harry, they knew why Umbridge was here at night. They saw Hagrid dazed.
I was afraid that he would leak his mouth. OK.
Hagrid also knew that death would not be recognized.
He said slyly, “I don’t know, I haven’t seen any students come here.” ”
“Yes?”
Umbridge squeezed Hagrid away.
She rummaged around Hagrid’s house.
Even Hagrid’s cauldron, she didn’t let go. As if suspicious, Harry they hid inside. It may be that I finally can’t find the discouragement.
Umbridge then looked at Hagrid and asked, “What did you do during the summer?” Why only come back now. ”
“I went to see the scenery!”
Hagrid covered his face.
His face twitched as he spoke. Umbridge showed a mocking expression.
“See the view? What does it look like? ”
She pointed to Hagrid’s face.
“Well, I fell…”
Hagrid said with a less skilled lie. Umbridge pouted.
Then she taunted a whole bunch of words. Finally, she told Hagrid before leaving.
She was a senior investigator and wanted Hagrid to prepare his course well, and she would definitely check it when the time came.
Hagrid also offered a word of welcome.
After Umbridge was gone, Hermione worriedly told Hagrid what Umbridge had done before.
She told Hagrid to prepare for class. But Hagrid ignored that.
He said he was sleepy. Let Hermione hurry back. Hermione walked away angrily.
Of course, she took Darren with them…….
Sunday morning.
Hermione traveled through the thick snow back to the castle.
She went to Hagrid early in the morning to help him prepare for class.
But Hagrid once again told her that it was a secret, and he had prepared some particularly interesting gadgets for them.
He also rejected Hermione’s offer to help him prepare for class.
“He probably thought that Umbridge was at most like Malfoy, directly blocked back by Headmaster Dumbledore!”
Hermione said angrily to them.
Darren had a worried look on his face.
He said anxiously: “I’ll go find him…”
“Don’t go, he’s out!”
Hermione grabbed Darren.
She touched the coldness on Darren’s hand.
“It’s so cold and the snow is so heavy, you better stay in the castle!”
Hermione said helplessly.
Darren sighed. He wrapped himself tightly. He hates winter!
Even with magic, he hates winter! But it’s fine.
It’s Sunday, and he can stay in the lounge and enjoy the fire.
But the next day, when he needed to walk through the snow to take a course in protecting magical creatures, Darren began to wonder, did he need to pretend to be sick and go to the school infirmary to sleep?
But he gave up.
After all, it was Hagrid’s first class when he came back, and he had to give him a little face.
So he trembled, trying to give himself some warmth, and Harry and they helped each other all the way to Hagrid’s cabin.
There are already a lot of people there.
They weren’t very happy with Hagrid’s return.
Because to be fair, what Professor Gra Curan said is called a course. At the very least, people’s courses are safe.
Instead of being like Hagrid, who always wants to find some thrilling animals for them to keep, and let them express their approval from the heart.
“Very good, everyone is here, quick! Everyone come with me! ”
Hagrid had a dead cow on his back from somewhere else.
It looked like Hagrid was going to show them something thrilling, and Darren saw his Slytherin classmates with horror on his face.
They were really frightened by Hagrid.
Hagrid didn’t find himself intimidated at all, and he led them into the Forbidden Forest with great interest.
Darren saw Malfoy’s hands and feet tremble.
After all, when Malfoy first entered here, he was almost killed by Buckbeak.
This caused Harry to let out a burst of laughter.
But Hagrid’s mystery only lasted for a moment.
Because after he mysteriously put down the dead cow, a nightingale flew over, and Darren looked at the nightingale and sighed softly.
“Of course I know you can see!”
Hagrid said softly.
Darren looked at Harry with a wry smile.
He said with a slight choked voice: “I originally thought that I could protect my brother so that he would never see this creature for the rest of his life.” ”
[Ding, Father +100]
[Ding, Father +100]
[Ding, Father +100]
[Ding… Hagrid looked down and sighed.
“No one can never see this creature for the rest of his life, and if someone does it, then he must be a happy person.”
“I was so bad, if I hadn’t given my brother the trophy…”
[Ding, Father +100]
[Ding, Father +100]
[Ding, Father +100]
[Ding… ］
He didn’t finish. But it was clear that everyone seemed to understand his pain. He was just regretting it.
Regretted why he gave the trophy to Harry, regretted why he was too weak, regretted why he watched Mr. Diggory die.
“I’m sorry, I’m probably too tired and always cranky…”
[Ding, Father +100]
[Ding, Father +100]
[Ding, Father +100]
[Ding… ］
Darren looked at the heavy atmosphere above the class, and finally apologized with a conscience, although perhaps his purpose was still the value of the Holy Father.
“Ahem! Cough! Sorry to interrupt your conversation, but I think, Hagrid you should have received it, I’ll come and listen to your lesson paper 343, right? ”
It’s Umbridge.
She looked around with contempt.
Then continued: “What are your magical creatures today? ”
Hagrid was glad that people were asking him this kind of question, and he said happily: “Nightingale, they are nightingale, they grow on…”
“What are you talking about? Louder? ”
“Nightingale!”
Hagrid shouted loudly into Umbridge’s ear.
Umbridge glared at him, then wrote in his notebook: “Manic, erratic, sometimes expressed by body language. ”
Hagrid was at a loss.
He finally realized Umbridge’s difficulty. But Umbridge didn’t intend to let him go.
She asked solemnly, “Don’t you know that the Ministry of Magic has listed the Nightingale as a dangerous creature?” ”
“But they’re not dangerous, no, I think… Dogs bite, right? ”
Umbridge sneered.
“Show an extraordinary affection for dangerous creatures and may have violent tendencies!”
Hagrid stayed where he was.
Then Umbridge walked over to Malfoy and Pansy.
With a smile on her face, she asked, “Children, what do you think of Hagrid’s lessons?” ”
Pansy and Malfoy looked bitterly at Umbridge’s back, where Darren was watching them.
“Cough, don’t you talk about it in the next class?”
