"M-Mr. Scamander... Douglas..."
Hagrid wiped his face with his sleeve. Clearly, his current state had made him forget the etiquette he had spent the past year learning for Madame Maxime. Then he let the two of them inside.
"What brings you here... come in, sit down... oh, the place is a mess, don't mind it..."
The cabin really was a mess. Unfinished Rock Cakes sat on the table, with two large wooden barrels of mead beside it, and a heap of odds and ends piled in the corner. Fang lay on the rug beside the fireplace. When he saw people come in, he merely wagged his tail listlessly, without even lifting his head.
Newt had only just sat down on a wooden stump when Hagrid sat on the bed with his head lowered, his shoulders shaking, and began pouring out his troubles.
"Aragog... he's not going to make it... he can't even crawl anymore... half his eight eyes can barely see... he said he didn't want to come out and see me, didn't want me seeing him like this..."
"I still remember... when he first came to Hogwarts, he was only the size of a fist... I hid him in a broom cupboard and sneaked him food every day... later, when I was expelled, he hid in the Forbidden Forest... I thought I'd never see him again... but he was waiting for me in the Forbidden Forest... every time I visited, he'd save the best prey for me... oh, of course I didn't eat any of it, but it was the thought that counted..."
"On my birthday last year, he even gave me a big glowing beetle. Said his children found it deep in the Forbidden Forest... I've been keeping it in my bedside cabinet. It's still alive..." As Hagrid