Chapter 763 Mother and Son

"My brother!" Hagrid murmured, his eyes turning red!

He stared wide-eyed at Gropp in front of him, though he could only see part of it, the head and feet of the other being obscured by the bushes.

Through the dense leaves, Aiwen could see a large mossy rock in the distance.

He thought so at first, but it was actually Grapp's head.

It was almost a ball, covered with curly, thick, windtail-colored hair.

On the top of the head, the edge of a large, fleshy ear can be seen, and the head grows directly on the shoulders, with almost no neck in between.

Probably because of Friedewafa, he was rarely dressed, a dirty brown smock that looked as if it had been roughly stitched with animal hides, with a very broad back underneath.

The rough seams between the hides seemed taut as Gropp slept.

His legs were tucked under his body, and looking the other way, he could see two huge, dirty bare feet.

They were as big as sleds and were stacked in the dirt at one end of the woods.

Among the giants, Gropp is a small man, a deformed monster, but the "mound" in front of him is actually big enough for Ivan, Sirius, Hagrid and Mrs. Maxime to stand on it easily.

"Do you want to say hello to him?" the old giant asked with his head bowed.

Hagrid nodded, then shook his head immediately, "I want to go see my mother first!"

"Then we'd better not wake him up, let him continue to sleep, his temper is not very good!" The old giant easily stepped over Glop on the ground and continued to move forward, and Ivan and the others had to go around from the other side of the bush In the past, "Because he was too short, the kid was bullied in the tribe. No one wanted to talk to him. He was not suitable for the life of a giant. I can't imagine what would happen to Friedwafa after he died. If he does that, he will certainly not be able to take care of himself."

"Can't find anything to eat?"

"Food is only one aspect. He can catch birds or deer by himself, but he is lonely!" Herbert looked at Hagrid. "He will always be alone and cannot be integrated into the tribe. In the past history of giants, like this Unhealthy kids end up fending for themselves.”

Ivan never thought that he would hear the word "loneliness" from the giant's mouth.

Despite their brutality, giants, like humans, have feelings.

He saw Hagrid who became very sad, Madam Maxime was comforting him in a low voice, holding Hagrid's hand.

Based on Ivan's understanding of Hagrid, he is likely to plan to take care of Grapp's impulse, I hope he will not do so

They walked forward for about five minutes before they saw a large tree shed in the depths of the woods, and the ground was covered with thick withered grass.

A giantess sat in front of the tree shed and stared blankly at the sky, wondering what she was thinking.

She is very old, her face is full of wrinkles, her back is deeply bent, and her body muscles are shrinking, which makes her look a lot shorter. Although the sun is shining, her body is still suffering. Controlled shivering, the cold comes from within.

She was wearing complete clothes, a dark black robe, the most appropriate dress Ivan had seen today.

She is Hagrid's mother, Friedwafa, a giantess who was once famous in the British magic circle.

On the wanted notice issued by the Ministry of Magic, her head is still worth five hundred Galleons to this day.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Friedwafa turned his head slowly, his cloudy eyes lacked the slightest expression.

"Herbert, why are you free to visit me today?" She said slowly, her voice also old and frail.

"I brought someone here, he hopes to see you, look who this is!"

"Human?!" Friedwafa's eyes slid over several people one by one, and finally settled on Hagrid.

Hagrid wiped his eyes with a large, dirty handkerchief from his vest pocket, and met his mother's gaze.

For a few minutes, the two of them just looked at each other without speaking.

"Rubus, you are Rubeus Hagrid!" After a long time, the giantess said incredulously, wanting to stand up.

But she was too old and too weak, and her body wobbled and fell down again.

"Mother!" murmured Hagrid, wiping his eyes again with the large handkerchief.

In a way, the image of mother and child reunited is touching, even if it's weird.

Hagrid finally made up for his greatest regret and saw his mother again.

For Hagrid, Friedwafa didn't have much affection, but simply asked a few words.

But she still misses Hagrid's father very much. After all, the two spent a happy time together. He was the first man in Friedwafa's life.

She asked Hagrid a lot of questions about him, and after knowing that he was already dead, she looked even more lonely.

Hagrid uttered his father's last instructions before he died, and Friedwafer waved his hand slowly.

The first sadness on his face was fleeting.

It can be seen that the life of this old giant has come to an end, and I am afraid it will not last long.

The two talked for a long time, and Ivan helped Sirius, Mrs. Maxime and Herbert handle the food on the sidelines.

When the breeze blew away the smell of barbecue, there was a piercing growl from the other side of the woods.

It was Glop, Ivan saw him wake up, probably because of the smell of barbecue.

The giant roared, and the sound echoed throughout the silent wood.

The birds on the treetops above them flew up and disappeared from their perching places, chirping.

The gigantic Glop was rising from the ground, and the ground shook as he propped himself up on one giant hand and tried to kneel.

He growled again and turned his head, looking for the source of the food aroma.

Amidst the rumbling noise, the giant appeared in Ivan's vision.

His face was astonishingly large, like a full pale moon over the shadowy woods.

His facial features seemed to be roughly chiseled out of a big stone ball, his stubby nose was almost shapeless, his mouth was crooked, covered with strangely shaped yellow teeth half the size of a brick, his eyes were cloudy brown green.

If I saw this behemoth for the first time, Ivan might be startled, but I don't feel much now.

Compared with other giants, Grapp is too short, but his movements are still agile.

"My dear brother!" Hagrid's eyes were red, and he walked towards Gropp who was hitting him head-on.

The communication with his mother just now made him very emotional, and he was in the midst of infinite sentimentality.

He walked over with his arms outstretched, as if intending to hug Grawp.

In the next second, with a loud commotion, Hagrid's body was knocked into the air, and flew upside down like a ball. Browse and read the address: