Chapter 603: Persuading Hagrid

"Reducto!"

The powerful magical light swallowed up the wooden door of Hagrid's cabin in an instant.

After a roar, the broken door panels were scattered on the ground mixed with white snow.

Before anyone could even react, Harry's spell was cast. Launched.

Harry was definitely extremely angry to do this, which could be seen from the fact that he had not yet withdrawn his hand.

As the spell took effect, Hagrid's figure suddenly emerged from the doorway.

The strong smell of alcohol seemed to have found a good outlet. Fortunately, Fan Lin was on guard and used magic to stir up the air to disperse the bad smell before the smell of alcohol rushed out of the room.

Hagrid looked at the people coming into the bed in surprise. He looked a little embarrassed.

Hagrid was sitting next to the long-extinguished stove. Judging from the coldness in the room, Hagrid had not lit a fire for a long time.

Yaya also seemed to be in a bad condition, and his body had obviously lost weight.

Scattered wine bottles were placed randomly around Hagrid. It seemed that Hagrid had never left this thing at all these days.

The anesthesia of alcohol seemed to have caused Hagrid to completely lose touch with reality, and the soft hair that had been combed returned to the tattered ball of wool it had before.

His face was a mess, his complexion looked very bad, and his eyes were red and swollen.

Hagrid didn't even take off the brown plush suit he wore to the Yule Ball. The rose originally inserted in his jacket pocket had completely turned black and even rotted.

Fan Lin glanced at Hagrid's bed. The quilt was still the same as before. It seemed that Hagrid had not returned to bed.

If it were an ordinary Muggle, Hagrid would have died early in his miserable living condition.

Fortunately, Hagrid's bloodline saved his life, otherwise these high-concentration spirits would have been enough to kill him.

"Hello, Hagrid!" Harry said with a cold face. He was extremely angry. He didn't expect that Hagrid would become the same as before.

"ah……"

Hagrid seemed to have forgotten how to speak. Fan Lin saw Hagrid's mouth open slightly, but only some indifferent scales were spit out.

The sound was extremely hoarse, like the friction between rough stone slabs.

Harry was slightly startled. He had already seen such a reform once, but last time Hagrid at least had not lost the ability to speak, but now...

Harry felt a little sad, it was not Hagrid's fault, he had no choice.

Harry became a little hesitant. He didn't know whether he should walk in, or turn around and leave. Such Hagrid...

"OK……"

Hagrid's voice was extremely hoarse, and it was obvious that this was very difficult for Hagrid.

"Ron, please look after Maomao, it seems he is very hungry." Fan Lin said, the poor hunting dog Maomao finally saw a familiar person and breathed fresh air.

Maomao was curled up in front of them, and it seemed that Maomao had no strength at all.

"Okay." Ron nodded, and he skillfully found the meat that he usually fed to Mao Mao.

Because the fire went out early, the meat was frozen by the freezing temperature, but fortunately it was not spoiled.

Ron used his wand to force some flames. He originally wanted to light the stove, but there was no fuel in the stove.

"let me help you."

Fan Lin said quickly, he waved his hand, and after a while, some firewood mixed with snow floated in from outside.

Ron smoothly inserted the flame into the stove.

The rising flames brought a rare vitality to the hut, and Fan Lin's expression softened slightly.

"Let's take care of the house first."

Hermione nodded slightly, Fan Lin let go of her hand, and then Hermione took out her wand.

In fact, this cabin looked as if no one had lived in it for a long time, and some dust was evenly scattered everywhere in the house.

In addition to Fang, even Hagrid's body was covered with a fine layer of dust.

All the liquids were frozen, and there were some broken ice particles in the opened wine bottles, while the more concentrated wine was still scattered on the table.

It seemed like what Hagrid was sustaining these days was these unfrozen high-strength spirits.

There was no doubt that Hagrid had a powerful stomach.

However, it is still difficult for Fan Lin to imagine how Hagrid survived. This is probably how Hagrid survived for a week.

Hermione found it difficult to accept Hagrid like this.

Hagrid's eyes were dull and he made no move.

Hermione unceremoniously used a cleaning spell to treat every corner, and then, Hermione turned her attention to the wine bottles.

Ron had heated the meat up a bit and it looked half-cooked, but that was enough for Maomao.

The poor dog had been hungry for days, and he didn't care what kind of food it was, as long as it filled his stomach.

"Don't feed him too much." Hermione frowned. She took two steps forward, then used the disappearing spell to get rid of the scattered bottles, and then turned her attention to the wine in Hagrid's hand. bottle.

"Hand it over..."

Hermione held out a small, white hand.

For some reason, Hagrid seemed a little scared, and his eyes retracted slightly.

That's good, at least Hagrid is still alive.

"Hagrid, give me the wine..." Hermione said in a softer voice.

The voice was very soft and seemed to give Hagrid enough confidence.

Hagrid's head shook slightly, and then Hermione placed her hand on Hagrid's palm.

"You should remember that you promised us that you would never drink like this again." Hermione said as she threw away the last bottle of wine in the room.

Hagrid's cabin seemed to have returned to its former atmosphere.

Fanlin finally made the whole room warm, and several people seemed to have found the usual feeling of interviewing Hagrid again.

It was like, now that they were sitting back on the sofa, Hagrid would still enthusiastically prepare some not-so-delicious snacks for them as well as the tea leaves that Fan Lin had placed with Hagrid.

Of course, this presupposes that Hagrid can get out of this bad state, or at least take off his ridiculous brown clothes.

"Aren't you afraid of me? I'm...an ugly hybrid giant...you shouldn't be here..." Hagrid's eyes were a little dodgey, and he didn't dare to look at these children who had never given up on him. .

"We are friends Hagrid. We have been like this from beginning to end. We are your friends, so naturally we don't care who you are." (To be continued)