Chapter 310

Harry frowned and tightened his robe, trying to hide the Al on his head as tightly as possible.

He walked quickly towards Hagrid's hut, worrying about another thing in his mind.

"Oh, I don't know how Hedwig is doing now..."

He whispered to himself, feeling heavy.

He had made a special detour to the Owlery just now to see if Hedwig had returned.

But the result was obvious - she was still missing, which made Harry feel even more uneasy.

"But... this trip will take two days anyway,"

He tried to comfort himself, his voice so low that it was almost inaudible.

"No rush, no rush."

He glanced back subconsciously and found Ron and Hermione panting behind them. Hermione's face was full of reproach, while Ron looked like he could barely run.

Harry sighed, turned around and quickened his pace, finally reaching Hagrid's hut.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door, with a hint of urgency in his voice.

"Hagrid! I'm Harry, and I have a favor to ask you!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden chaotic noise in the room.

"Boom!"

There was a sound like a cage hitting the floor, followed by a piercing animal call that sounded like that of some large, frightened bird.

Then, the voices of Hagrid and another strange man were mixed together, with panic and annoyance in their tone.

"Hagrid! Get it!"

"Honey, calm down!"

Before Harry could figure out what was going on in the room, the door was suddenly opened violently.

Standing at the door was Hagrid. His tall figure almost filled the door frame, and his expression looked a little unnatural.

Harry was about to say hello, but his eyes were suddenly caught by the scene in Hagrid's arms - it was a figure that he thought about day and night.

"Hedwig!"

Harry exclaimed.

Hagrid held a snow-white owl in his arms. Its feathers were dotted with a few black spots. Although it was a bit messy, it still could not hide its elegance.

The familiar look and gesture made Harry's heart tremble suddenly.

However, before he could take a few more glances, the little guy seemed to sense the presence of his master. He suddenly fluttered his wings and broke away from Hagrid's arms.

"Hey, be careful!"

Hagrid subconsciously reached out to stop him, but Hedwig moved nimbly and jumped into Harry's arms.

"Hedwig!"

Harry subconsciously stretched out his hands to catch her firmly.

Hedwig rested quietly in his arms, her wings trembling slightly, her eyes full of familiar dependence.

She moaned softly, as if to express relief and joy, and then rubbed her head on Harry's arm, seeming to express her uneasiness and grievances over the past few days.

Harry looked down at the weak Hedwig in his arms, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

He was originally surprised - it turned out that Hedwig was not missing, but came to Hagrid.

But when his eyes fell on the blood-stained gauze on her wings, all his joy was instantly overwhelmed by worry.

"Hagrid!"

Harry's head jerked up, his voice trembling.

"What happened to Hedwig? Is she injured? Did something happen on the way back?"

The smile on Hagrid's face suddenly faded a little. He scratched his beard awkwardly, and then pulled out a branch stained with feathers from his beard.

He looked away from Harry, looking a little uncomfortable.

"Uh, well...Julian, please explain."

Hagrid turned sideways and let the middle-aged man behind him out.

Harry then noticed that there was a stranger in the room.

He looked about thirty years old, slightly chubby, his clothes were stained with bird droppings, and he exuded an unpleasant smell.

The man's hand was still wrapped in gauze, and he was obviously injured.

"Here's the thing-"

Just as Julian opened his mouth, his eyes suddenly fixed on Harry's forehead.

He squinted his eyes, and then widened them, as if he had discovered something terrible.

"Oh my God!"

Julian was so excited that his voice rose a little higher, and he instantly forgot about the explanation.

"You're—you're Harry Potter, right? Oh my God! Lightning Scar! I actually saw a living—"

"Relax your strength!"

Before Julian could finish his words, Harry quickly pulled out his wand and stabbed him in the leg without hesitation.

"Ah!" Julian screamed, his legs softened and he fell to his knees.

But it wasn't over yet. Harry put the wand on Julian's chin in one swift movement. His eyes were as sharp as knives and his voice was low and cold.

"Come on! What happened to Hedwig? Why was she hurt?!"

Hermione and Ron stood at the door confused, panting and looking at the scene in front of them - Julian was kneeling on the ground, his face pale, and Harry was holding his wand against his chin, his eyes like ice blades.

"Harry! What on earth are you doing?"

Hermione was so anxious that her voice rose a bit, and she quickly stepped forward to try to stop him.

"Harry, calm down!"

Ron also shouted, but his hand subconsciously went to his pocket, as if he was ready to pull out his wand at any time.

"Don't come here!"

Harry growled low and glared at them. He was very excited at this time, and a consciousness seemed to suddenly awaken from the depths of his heart.

Instantly, he felt that the two originally balanced forces in his mind suddenly lost balance, and some violent emotions suddenly prevailed.

At that moment, his eyes were filled with some deep anger and cold determination, which made Hermione and Ron stunned and dared not approach.

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