Rebirth of the Harry Potter

【Harry Potter Reborn】【】

"Ah, Hagrid..." Astoria exclaimed loudly.

But she found that she didn't need to worry about Hagrid, because Hagrid quickly stood up after being knocked away, patted the dead leaves on his body and hair, and strode back.

There was anger on his face.

It was such a slap in the face. I had just said that Grawp was not dangerous, and in the blink of an eye, my old brother was unceremoniously thrown away.

"Ouch..."

His brother Grawp roared, and his voice echoed throughout the silent Forbidden Forest.

The birds in the treetops overhead chirped and flew up from their perches and disappeared.

At this time, Harry and Astoria had to raise their heads and look at the shadow - the huge Grawp was standing up from the ground.

The ground shook as he put a huge hand on the ground and tried to get up on his knees.

He had obviously just woken up. His other big palm-like hand was scratching the back where Hagrid had just poked him with the tree trunk. He turned his head again with a confused look on his face, wanting to see who was making the noise and what was going on. Wake him up.

It seems that he didn't know that the person he was swatting away in his dream was his dear brother, so he used so much force. If he knew it was his brother who was waking him up, I'm afraid - he would have used 120% of his strength! Harry guessed.

Because Glopp's performance illustrates this point.

He shook his head, wondering if the little man walking towards him was his brother who tied him up with a rope.

Grawp raised his dirty knuckles, each as big as a cricket ball, and rubbed it hard at his eyes. He finally determined who the person in front of him was.

Yes, he is really his dear brother. He growled angrily at Hagrid.

Then, without any warning, the body rolled swiftly and swiftly at an astonishing speed.

Then he quickly turned his head around and groped for something on the ground beside him with his big hands.

"Are you okay, little Grawp?" Hagrid didn't notice anything at all.

He wanted to sound more relaxed, and at the same time, he slowly walked forward and raised the big branch, preparing to poke Grawp again.

"Did you sleep well?"

Harry took Astoria's hand and started to back away.

In their field of vision, Grawp was standing in a circular area, next to the only big tree that he had not uprooted.

The surrounding trees were completely destroyed.

Only this tree remains.

The trunk was so thick that not even Grawp could topple it or pull it out of the dirt.

This must have been carefully chosen by Hagrid.

They both raised their heads and took in his full view, his astonishingly large face, which looked like a gray-white full moon floating in the dark clearing.

His facial features were like those roughly carved out of a large stone sphere by an apprentice who had just learned carving for two days, with his eyes closed.

The stubby nose is almost shapeless, the mouth is crooked, and it is full of strange yellow teeth the size of half a brick. The eyes are turbid brown-green, which is indeed small by giant standards, and because it has just woken up, it is almost Not opened yet.

"Hey, is this what giants are like? Don't tell me that Hagrid is the beauty ceiling among giants." Astoria said.

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"If you put it this way..." Harry recalled the appearance of the giants he had seen in the giant camp, and they were simply competing to see who was the longer.

"That seems to be the case."

The other end of the rope tied around Graop's wrists and ankles was tied to a big tree. The tree creaked ominously due to Graop's struggle.

Hagrid was right, he was at least sixteen feet tall.

Grawp touched something unknown, but it must not be something good, because he showed a silly smile.

"Hagrid, I think you need to be careful." Harry reminded kindly.

"Don't worry, I can take care of it."

Grawp's hand as big as a parasol suddenly pulled out a large hard stone from the soil, estimated to weigh several hundred pounds.

Such a heavy stone, in his hands, is just equivalent to an adult weighing a brick.

Full of anger towards the unscrupulous old man, he rounded his arms and threw it at Hagrid with all his strength.

Stones whizzed through the air.

Childish behavior is very similar to a child using pebbles to express anger, but the damage caused by the two is not the same.

If the impact caused by the stone thrown by Grawp hits a person, it will be the same as being fired in the face by a Muggle rocket launcher.

Anyway, they were all dead and turned into a puddle of flesh.

Fortunately, Hagrid really grasped it.

When he was slapped away by Grawp for the first time, he said he was fine, but secretly added a "protective spell" to himself.

So when the stone hit Hagrid, it was blocked by a layer of golden screen that emerged.

But then, boom.

The golden light shattered into crumbs.

Hagrid's protective spell was directly broken by this simple and crude physical attack, which was beyond the attack power it could protect against.

"The Beauty of the Sun and the Moon"

Fortunately, the big stone lost its strength and fell from the air, landing at Hagrid's feet.

Hagrid sighed quietly.

Seeing that the attack was ineffective, Grawp's nostrils widened and he breathed heavily.

"Roar."

Grawp yelled angrily.

The palms of his hands continued to grab a lot of things on the ground.

But there are no more stones.

Just handfuls of dirt.

Even so, he vented his dissatisfaction and threw it at Hagrid.

Then the sky began to rain mud.

"Hi, little Graup, I'm your brother. Are you still awake?"

Hagrid put a fluffy arm over his head to prevent dirt from splattering on his bird's nest-like hair.

He raised the big branch again and poked Grawp in the knee to let him notice that he was his brother and not someone else.

Grawp really wanted to kick his annoying short brother away, but he couldn't reach Hagrid, so he turned around and pulled up the tall pine tree behind him.

This is definitely not his first attempt, but with his poor IQ, he always forgets to fail.

Is this an advantage or a disadvantage?

Who knows.

The tree was swaying as Gropp pulled it back and forth.

The ground around the exposed tree roots began to slowly crack. If Graup kept shaking like this for a long time, he might eventually pull out the big tree.

"Okay, little Grawp, don't do that! Do you know that you are responsible for global warming?" Hagrid shouted angrily, "You uprooted other trees like this."

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When Grawp heard this, he shook even more vigorously.

The pine trees swayed menacingly, huge shadows swayed on the ground, and pine needles fell on Hagrid like a heavy rain.

A layer of emerald green appeared on Hagrid's head, and even his face turned a little green.

"Hurry up and stop!" Hagrid saw a rare look of true anger on his face when he saw that Grawp had not listened to him.

He took out his small pink umbrella and pointed at the earth.

The cracked land seemed to be closed by a pair of invisible hands, and calm returned again, and the soil became more compacted.

"How come you forgot everything I told you last night?!" Hagrid snapped.

He stood in front of Grawp like a child.

But when faced with the serious Hagrid, Grawp hesitated.

He stomped the root of the tree hard, knowing that his goal of knocking it down was impossible, so he punched the pine tree to vent his dissatisfaction.

winter.

The pine tree shook violently.

He muttered something inaudible and squatted down under the big tree, not even looking at Hagrid.

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