Chapter 551 Grawp's Choice

The sky is like an upside-down lake, the bright moon is like a lotus blooming out of the water, and the stars like lotus seeds are shining brightly, illuminating the lush and quiet woods. Birds are perching peacefully on the branches, and the luminous little birds that are lying around day and night are shining brightly. The insects floated uncertainly, and the green branches and leaves swayed with the breeze.

The two little wizards and the half-giant sat in the open space around a fire lit by dry wood.

The flat and clean rock cake floats in the air, containing apple pie and steak, and is baked on a hot outer flame. The honey on the apple pie has melted, exuding a charming sweet aroma.

The pure-blood giant snored loudly, and the two hamsters slept peacefully in the glass jar.

"They have been abusing him, and I can't leave him alone." Hagrid whispered, staring at the rock cake that had been reduced to a baking pan, and silently looked away.

"Didn't Madame Maxime stop you?" Hermione handed a piece of dry wood into the fire and turned to ask.

"She...um...Olim and I have similar backgrounds. She understands that this is very important to me and agrees that I should protect my biological brother." Hagrid lowered his head and wrung his two big hands in front of him. "But after a while, she became a little tired of Grawp. I must admit... Our situation at the time was very complicated. As you know, the giant tribe changed to a new Gogo, and Gao Gaoma was tracking down with the Death Eaters. All the gifts we gave and the goodwill we gained in the past few days were in vain. In addition, school is about to start. As the principal of Beauxbatons, she needs to return to school as soon as possible to handle the affairs of the new school year. "

Loren, who was picking sweet potatoes, nodded: "Well, the reason is sufficient and very convincing."

"She promised me not to tell anyone, which is already good..."

"How are you going to get this big guy back to Hogwarts if no one comes to help you?"

"Walking at night when no one is around, through the wilderness and so on, I must say, as long as Grawp is willing, it will be very fast to go on the road, but he always wants to go back..."

Hagrid looked up at the two of them, scratched his head, probably thinking that this was a happy trouble, and laughed: "But now with your help, everything will be fine. Put Grawp into the spacious scales." Or inside the pendant, it will be much more convenient to rush on the road, and he will not lose his temper. I have to admit that when he is in a bad mood and becomes irritable, the random waving of his fists is really unbearable. He probably really doesn’t know that he has What a great effort!”

"Hagrid, I must say, there's no need to go to such trouble now."

Hermione raised her head and looked straight at the big honest face: "The giant tribe has replaced a new Gugo, which is the Orr you are familiar with. They brothers and sisters will not let anyone bully Grawp. Send him back." Well, Hagrid, he belongs there, he belongs to the giant tribe."

"Oh yes……"

Hagrid was stunned, and glanced back at Grawp who was sleeping. A strange panic came over him, and he murmured: "The giant tribe has changed to a new Gugo. It is the three brothers and sisters who have helped me, the down-to-earth Al, the smart one." Gale, kind-hearted Mir... Graup will be well taken care of when he goes back, and no one will bully him anymore..."

Loren and Hermione said nothing. They took down the baked apple pie and steak, and handed the largest portion to Hagrid, who was bruised and swollen and in a daze. He ate his dinner by himself, even the sound of chewing was heard. Very light.

Hagrid was still wringing his hands uneasily, and the muttering in his mouth became smaller and smaller. Almost nothing could be heard under the cover of snoring.

"He can find food and water by himself. As long as no one bullies him, he will be fine... fine..."

When the hybrid giant was two years old, his giant mother Friedvafa disliked his short stature, so she abandoned her husband and son, and fled back to the giant tribe without any news. Fortunately, he had a responsible father, and he and his father depended on each other for life. My life for the next few years was simple and simple. When I was eleven years old, I received the admission letter to Hogwarts, which was considered a happy life.

The good life only lasted a year.

In the second grade, his father died of a serious illness. In the same year, he was involved in a secret room case for raising Acromantulas privately, and was expelled due to false accusations, and his wand was broken.

He has been living alone for nearly fifty years. He received a mission from Dumbledore and came to the Giant Tribe. He suddenly learned that he had a half-brother. Hagrid couldn't explain how he felt at that time. He was just a man. The mixed-race giant who was expelled in the second grade had no diploma, no grammar, poor language and a clumsy mouth that did not support his description of the feeling of his heart beating loudly and his blood boiling all over his body.

When he learned that his younger brother Grawp was being bullied in the giant tribe, unable to eat fresh food, and unable to sleep well, he came up with a bold idea - to bring Grawp back to Hogwarts.

Time was running out, and there were Death Eaters chasing behind him. He didn't have time to think too much, and hurriedly took Grawp on the road.

Within two days, Olim left.

During the Goblet of Fire tournament last year, Olim, an elegant lady who was well-dressed and tasteful, never lost her composure even when she was angry, went to Ben Nevis this time. They climbed rocks, slept in caves, and ate cold bread. , but she never complained.

She didn't say it clearly when she left, but Hagrid knew very well that she felt she had done something wrong.

"is it wrong?"

Hagrid turned around again and looked at the huge sleeping figure lying on the ground in front of them. The nearby trees had been uprooted, and the large and small branches were used to roast two fat wild boars. All of them went into Grawp's in stomach.

His brother had a round head covered with thick fern-colored curls, chubby ears on both sides, an almost invisible neck in the middle, and a very broad back. He was wearing a rough-sewn gray-brown smock made of animal skin, which their mother had probably prepared for him a long time ago. It was already a little small, stained with greasy dirt and made dirty.

When Grawp slept, the seams of his smock seemed to be stretched tight, his legs curled up under his body, revealing his dirty bare feet, which were crossed and placed on the ground in the woods.

"Can he really take care of himself after returning to the giant tribe?" Hagrid couldn't help but doubt in his heart.

The giant not far away was sleeping soundly, and the half-blood giant behind him was so troubled that he couldn't sleep. He ate the sweet and fragrant apple pie with a dazed look in his eyes, but his expression was no different from chewing a rock pie, tasteless and tasteless.

Loren and Hermione didn't disturb Hagrid. No matter how much the advice of outsiders was, it was just advice. Some things required him to make his own decisions. After eating and drinking, Hermione found a place nearby to camp. Loren threw a few sweet potatoes under the fire, washed and changed clothes, and went to bed late at night.

Hermione was worried about Grawp's placement, and didn't notice that someone was holding her in his arms.

Grawp's snoring lasted all night.

The next morning.

Loren dug out the sweet potatoes that were still warm, tore off the burnt skin, and used the sweet and oozy potato flesh to make jam on the bread. The three of them had a sweet breakfast.

After packing up the tent, Loren looked up at Hagrid, who looked listless. This man must have been struggling all night and couldn't sleep. The bruises around his eye sockets from the beatings faded a little, but the dark circles he had made up for this fading, and the whole person still had panda eyes.

Hermione looked at the giant snoring beside her: "Hagrid, have you thought it through? Should we go to Hogwarts or turn back to the giant tribe?"

"Let's go back to the giant tribe..." Hagrid laughed with tears in his eyes, wiped it with his sleeve, and took a breath of cold air in pain after touching the wound, his voice choked, "You are right, he belongs to the giant tribe, there he can run freely, instead of following me back to the Forbidden Forest and being kept in captivity like a dangerous animal."

Loren and Hermione looked at Hagrid's appearance, their hearts sour, and some couldn't bear it.

"I'll go wake him up and introduce him to you..." Hagrid sniffed and strode towards Grawp.

It's just that his way of waking people up is unusual. The two watched him pick up a long branch and stick, and then poked the center of the giant's back hard. The hard branch collided with the thick skin like a rhinoceros, making a dull bang.

"Roar!!"

The giant roared, shaking the eardrums. The huge Grawp supported himself on the ground with one huge hand, half-knelt and stood up, turning his head to see who had woken him up and why.

His facial features seemed to be carved on a large spherical stone. His nose was short, thick and shapeless, and his mouth was crooked, full of crooked yellow teeth as big as half a brick. His eyes were relatively small by giant standards, a turbid green-brown color, because he had just woken up, and his eyelids were half open and half closed.

"Are you okay, little Grawp?" Hagrid pretended to be cheerful, holding up a long branch and taking a few steps back, "Did you sleep well?"

Grawp blinked blankly, raised his dirty knuckles, each as big as a cricket ball, and stretched them to his eyes and rubbed them hard, as if trying to see what had disturbed his sleep.

Hagrid laughed dryly twice: "Little Grawp, I brought two friends to see you. Remember the Loren and Hermione I mentioned? They helped us solve all the troubles in the giant tribe. Now you can go back to your cave. No one will bully you anymore. You got what you wanted and can finally go back!"

The giant realized that there were two shorter people standing next to him. He lowered his rock-like head and looked at them with turbid eyes. He said in a deep and deep voice: "Naren, roast the big meat..."

"Yes, that's right! Oh no... It's not Naren, it's Loren." Hagrid taught awkwardly, but after repeating it several times, Grawp could only pronounce Naren.

Hagrid smiled sincerely for the first time, and with some embarrassment, he turned his head and looked at the two people: "Sorry Loren, maybe your name is too difficult, so he can only remember it this way. Can he call you Naren?"

Loren raised his head and looked at Grawp, smiled and nodded.

The giant felt a kind of gentle and friendly attitude from the smile, like warm sunshine on his body, making people squint their eyes, and a happy expression appeared on his stone-like face.

"This is Hermione."

"Hermi..."

Seeing the helpless expression of the little witch, Hagrid couldn't help but smile and his eyes were sour: "Listen, we are going to send you back to the mountain, you don't have to make a fuss to go back anymore, are you happy, little Grawp?"

"Oh!"

Grawp probably understood what he said, and roared happily, and the birds perched on the trees were startled and flew away.

Hagrid kept nagging, regardless of whether the giant in front of him could understand: "Poor little Grawp, remember to make your clothes bigger when you go back, I will ask someone to help you, remember, don't drink the water in the mud pit anymore, don't eat the food if there are stones mixed in it, I will come back to see you when I am free..."

The giant who couldn't quite understand what he was saying seemed to have noticed something. Grawp lowered his huge head by one foot, staring straight at the short man in front of him, staring at the face that had gradually become closer in the past few days, and roared in a low voice: "Barbecue, grilled big meat..."

Hagrid's nose was sour, and he turned his head away from his expectant eyes, and said in a muffled voice: "Oh, glutton Grawp, we will make you a barbecue before leaving, a real barbecue. I will find a way to learn how to barbecue in the future, and I will come to make it for you during the holidays. You know, it's not that I don't know how to barbecue, but the firewood these days is not good, the meat is not good, and the seasoning is not enough..."

Grawp looked up to find the target, and the giant hand suddenly stretched out to Loren out of thin air. The two people who were close together moved quickly, stepped back and hid behind a big tree, and the giant's fist brushed the trunk and grabbed nothing.

"Bad boy, Grawp! Really bad boy! Don't catch people... Oh!" Hagrid suddenly stopped with a scolding shout.

If it were two days ago, the giant hand that had retracted would have punched him in anger, but now, Grawp just pushed him childishly, and even restrained his strength, so that Hagrid only staggered a few steps, and did not even fall to the ground.

Grawp pointed a finger in the direction of the Giant's Hollow, shook his head and kept shaking his head, muttering the only word he had learned: "Roast meat, roast meat..."

Hagrid's eyes lit up, and he asked tentatively: "You mean, there is no roast meat there, so you don't want to go back?"

Grawp nodded heavily, with such force that Loren and Hermione wondered if his head would suddenly fall off.

"Oh..." Hagrid sniffed, and the tears that he had been holding back for a whole morning finally fell, but they were tears of joy, "Greedy ghost, Grawp, what a greedy ghost, have you thought it through, if you want to eat barbecue, you have to go back to Hogwarts with me..."

Crying and laughing...

Grawp pushed him again, with clear disgust on his face.

Hagrid staggered a few times and fell to the ground. Not only was he not annoyed, but he also smiled happily on his unshaven face with embarrassed panda eyes. Seeing his funny appearance, Grawp couldn't help laughing out loud, and his rock-like face showed a dull joy.

"..."

Loren looked at his older brother and younger brother, leaned close to Hermione's ear, and whispered: "Do you think there is a place for him to run in the Forbidden Forest? At the sorting party, will Dumbledore emphasize that young wizards are not allowed to go to the Forbidden Forest? Is Hogwarts going to add new school rules?"

Hermione rolled her eyes at him: "It has always been a school rule of Hogwarts to prohibit students from going to the Forbidden Forest."

"Really?"

Loren opened his eyes wide in surprise. Why didn't he remember it?