Hagrid had just been yanked hard by an irresistible force. Before he could figure out what was happening, he lost his balance and fell to the ground.
"Stupefy!"
Two red spells shot toward them. The Death Eaters struggling to get back up were knocked down again.
Sirius Black and Lupin swiftly exchanged glances, then hurried forward to further subdue the Death Eaters who had been transported along with Hagrid by the Portkey, ensuring they would not become a problem anytime soon.
"Hagrid, are you all right?"
Hermione had just intended to step forward and hug Hagrid when Harry grabbed her arm to stop her.
"It's all my fault. If I'd listened to Albert and left Hogwarts, Grawp wouldn't have died. It's all my fault."
At that moment, Hagrid could not take in anything anyone said. He was drowned in guilt and remorse, tears soaking his cheeks.
Grawp's death had shattered Hagrid's heart.
Regret consumed him completely.
"This isn't your fault, Hagrid."
Seeing Hagrid in that state, Harry knew he had to do something.
"It was all the Death Eaters' fault. They killed Grawp."
"That's right, it was the Death Eaters. It was all the Death Eaters' fault. They killed poor Grawp. They all deserve to die. All Death Eaters deserve to die!"
Hagrid's gaze suddenly fell on the two Death Eaters Sirius Black and Lupin had knocked unconscious. His eyes gradually filled with fury and hatred. He did not even care about the shackles on his hands as he lunged at the unconscious Death Eaters like a crazed beast.
At that moment, Hagrid was like a bloodthirsty giant. He raised fists larger than dinner plates and brought them down on the two Death Eaters. After a savage beating, not only were the Death Eaters' faces twisted and their heads flattened,