Hagrid had failed in the original story. Even though he and Olympe had suffered no crisis in their relationship this time, that would not change the outcome.
Voldemort had sent Death Eaters there too. Clearly, for the aggressive, combative giants, Dumbledore's recruitment offer was nowhere near enough to satisfy their appetites.
There had originally been over a hundred giant tribes scattered across the world, with more than ten living on the England Peninsula alone. Most, however, had vanished through slaughter or infighting. Those Hagrid and the others had found were probably the last group of giants in the entire world.
In fact, the terms Dumbledore had prepared had initially worked. But from Hagrid's account, Su Er could surmise that the Death Eater Voldemort had sent must have secretly incited a rebellion within the giant tribe.
The giant chief who had been won over by Dumbledore's terms had been killed, his head sinking to the bottom of the lake.
Hagrid had never said how he had received his injuries.
Or rather, just as he was about to, a knock interrupted his account, and Fang began barking at the door-
Somewhat flustered, Hermione was about to draw her wand when Su Er stopped her.
"A Disillusionment Charm won't work. If it's a professor from the Castle, we won't be able to fool them. We still have our Animagus forms."
There were plenty of hiding places in Hagrid's house, but most were not particularly clean and were very dusty. With the urgent, heavy knocking, however, there was no time to worry about that.
"Coming!" Hagrid shouted. He glanced worriedly toward their hiding places, then limped over and pulled the door open.
Just as described in the original story, the visitor was Umbridge.
The moment she entered, she rudely told Hagrid to move aside,