Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"I will understand when I see you."

When the dance is halfway through, it is next to a large stone reindeer, and the high fountain splashes and gives a misty glow.

There, there were two vaguely huge silhouettes sitting on a stone bench and looking at the spring water under the moonlight.

After a short silence, one of the silhouettes was opening with a very strange hoarse voice.

"What do you understand, Hagrid?" Madam Maxime asked, her low voice with a squeaky voice.

"I understand - I understand that you are like me! Is your mother or father?"

"I - I don't understand what you mean, Hagrid..."

"My mother is mother," Hagrid said softly. "She is one of the few remaining places in Britain. Of course, I can't remember her clearly... She left, know? I am about three years old. when."

"To be honest, she doesn't look like a mother. Hey... they don't have motherhood in nature, don't you know what happened to her... As far as I know, probably already dead..."

Madam Maxime didn't say anything, she just licked her mouth and looked at the silver fountain in front of her.

"Father was very sad after my mother left. My father is a little short. When I was six years old, if he annoyed me, I lifted him up on the top of the closet and always teased him. Heartily ......" Hagrid's low voice is more sobbing.

Next to it, Madam Maxime listened, she didn't move, as if she was not listening.

"Father brought me big... but hey, he died, just after I went to school. After that, I was on my own. Dumbledore gave me a lot of help, really. He is very good to me. ......"

Hagrid pulled out a silk bandanna with dots and squinted his nose.

"That's it... OK... My situation is over. What about you? Where did you get the inheritance?"

Unexpectedly, Madam Maxime suddenly stood up.

"It's too cold." She said, "I want to go in."

In fact, no matter how low the temperature is, it will not be as cold as her current voice.

“en?” Hagrid said confusedly. “No, don’t leave! I – I have never met another person before!”

"Another person? You make it clear!" said Madam Maxime, the tone was cold.

"Another half-giant, that's still to say!" Hagrid said.

"Hello, big courage!" Madam Maxime screamed. "I have never suffered this kind of insult in my life! half-giant? I? I am just - I am just a big skeleton!"

Her voice cut through the quiet night sky like the fog angle 1.

At this time Fleur and Roger smashed out of a rose bush - no way, no more than Damam Maxime would hit them in the flowers.

Madam Maxime glanced at them and then walked away with anger. She angered the flowering bushes all the way, and was shocked by a group of multi-colored little fairies flying into the air.

Hagrid was still sitting on the bench and looking at her back, not knowing what to think.

"Hagrid, you are still asking too much... you know, not everyone can accept their bloodline with peace of mind."

A voice rang from a corner not far away, and soon after, the two silhouettes came out from there.

“Marx?” Hagrid looked a little confused. He hurriedly stood up. “Oh, there is Miss Lovegood... How long have you been there?”

"Is there anything I shouldn't have heard?" Marx shrugged, asking.

Hagrid swayed for a while, eventually pulling his shoulders and sitting back on the stone bench.

"But... you see, you don't care..." His voice sounded frustrating and even a little unwilling.

"Yeah! I don't care," Marx sat down beside him, patted Hagrid's thick arm. "But I know very well, other people are hostile to the giant...and even fear."

"Don't say me, you are obviously very clear, aren't you?" he continued. "You never mention your own life, not to mention why your physique is so big--"

“Because it is not necessary—” Hagrid argues.

“No need?” Marx shook his head. “Is it really unnecessary? Knowing that everyone’s first impression of you is 'Scorpio! Are you really tall!’?”

"I..." Hagrid still wants to find some other reason, but he can vent his anger in the blink of an eye. "Yes, you are right. I can understand her thoughts... just like sometimes, I also I am worried that the children will be scared by me..."

"But really, I won't hide it as deliberately as she does, that dishonesty!"

Hagrid said stubbornly that he also had his own insistence. Marx did not directly deny his insistence, but spoke of the topic of the giant himself...

"Hagrid, have you seen them?" he suddenly asked. "You know, I mean the giants."

Hagrid nodded, then shaken again.

"I have only seen my mother, and at the time I was too small, I can't remember..."

"As far as I know, the average height of modern giants is close to 30 feet... but do you know? In ancient times, the giants' ancestors were much taller and stronger than they are now." Marx calmly said, " I think you should understand, what does that mean for the ordinary person..."

“More?” Hagrid curiously said, “How tall is it?”

"I don't know this very well. In ancient times, there were several giants... Anyway, as far as I know, the shortest one is twice as high as the current giant..." Marx said, and shot again. I took Hagrid's arm, "the one with the largest size, even in the ancient times, only in the legend - as huge as a mountain."

"It sounds like the fairy tales that Father told me when I was a child." Hagrid subconsciously looked at the towering peaks deep in Forbidden Forest, and then laughed up.

“Is that really big? I really want to see it for myself...” On the other side of Marx, Luna, who had been sitting quietly, said.

She is also looking at the mountain, vaguely with a little yearning.

"Maybe there is a place to sleep somewhere in this world!" Marx said. "But we still don't see it. If there is such a big guy who wakes up, it will cause a big earthquake when it stands up... ..."

"...well, let him continue to sleep," Luna said earnestly.

Look at her, as if she had really considered it, where to find the legendary "big man like a mountain."

"Thank you, Marx..." After a long time, Hagrid suddenly started talking. "At least you let me know. Real friends don't care if I have a giant half-blood..."

"Then you have to be happy thanks to a few people." Marx spread his hand and shouted and shouted, "Harry, Ron, don't hide there!"

Not long after, as the sound of the sound of Sosso was heard, two male children with a sly face came out from the reindeer stone carving.

"Sorry, Hagrid. We didn't plan -" Harry interrupted Marx when he didn't finish it.

"Come and come for a while, no one will blame you here - yes, Hagrid?"

"Oh - of course, but..." Hagrid hesitated. "Where did you start listening?"

"From the time I saw you, I understood it in my heart. 'Where..." Harry said with a look of regret, "In fact, we just happened to pass by..."

"That wasn't the beginning!" Hagrid patted his forehead. "Oh, the children are watching... I wish I didn't say anything weird."

"We are no longer a child--" Ron loudly said, "Don't worry about Hagrid, we won't be afraid of you!"

Marx looked at Ron strangely - when did he become so active? To say that the wizard family should know a lot about the giant, and most of the wizards are very hostile to the giant human race.

In the impression of the wizards, the giants are always cruel and killing, and even eat people - of course, this is because of the fact that there have been cases in history.

To be honest, Marx has had a good relationship with Hagrid from the beginning, and apart from Hagrid itself worthy of paying, there is naturally the idea of ​​going through Harigid to personally contact the giant race.

He is really curious about the magical race. If there is a chance, he would like to know what the giant is like - of course, it is not now!

After a few people chatted for a while at the fountain, Hagrid went back to the hut first - he couldn't go to see Madam Maxime today, it would be better to go back to accompany his teeth!

Harry, Ron and Marx returned to the auditorium.

The dance is still going on, Parvati and Padma, together with a large group of boys from Beauxbatons, sit at a table in the distance. Hermione didn't know where to go, and they haven't seen her since.

They sat down at a table away from the dance floor.

During the rest of the dance, Harry and Ron kept sitting in the corner talking about the giants, and no one thought about dancing. Harry refrained from watching Qiu Zhang and Cedric, which would give him a strong urge to kick things.

Marx talked casually with Luna, occasionally answering a few words when Harry asked them something.

Soon, at midnight, The Weird Sisters stopped playing and the leisure time was over. The last time everyone gave a warm applause to The Weird Sisters and then walked towards the foyer.

At this time, in a girl's bedroom in Gryffindor Tower, Hermione is staring at the gift box that has been opened.

In the flat gift box, a beautiful white dress is still stacked, and under the light of the light, the faint reflection of the stars is reflected.

"Ron is right, even if I can't bother Marx now, I shouldn't promise Wick... Krum's invitation..."

Note 1: The fog angle, a horn that warns the ship in foggy days, is often placed at ships, bridges, etc. to prevent collisions in foggy weather.