Hagrid Returned with a Giant in Tow

Hagrid is back... He sneaks into the village.

He didn't notify anyone, not even Dumbledore of the specific time he would return.

They arrived with utmost secrecy and discretion.

Why be so low-key? It's because he has a... child!!

It's not a case of running away while pregnant, nor is it a child born abroad, and it's not a child born out of wedlock or through joint parenting.

It's his mother's fault.

This isn't a swear word; it's a realistic statement.

He really is Hagrid's mother's child; by blood, he is Hagrid's half-brother, the Giant.

Hagrid didn't dare to say it yet; after all, without something more explosive to draw attention to, how could he just blurt it out?

He first hid his Giant brother in the Forbidden Forest, and then secretly returned to the cabin he had left long ago.

I haven't seen Fang in a long time, and instead of losing weight, she's actually gained weight.

This must have been fed by William, Hermione, and Anne.

Only the three of them would feed a pet like that, like feeding pigs.

Just look at Bobocha; it's gotten so fat it's practically a ball.

Hagrid went inside; he hadn't been back for six months, but the room was spotless.

Without a doubt, it was Cedric who did it.

Cedric did good deeds anonymously, so how did Hagrid know?

Details matter.

Not to mention the Unicorn Hair used to hang salted fish, even the wood used to fan the fireplace and the Thestral fan made from it... are gone!

They still say it wasn't Cedric who cleaned it?!

There was also a vase on the windowsill, containing a bunch of bright red flowers called "Yi Zhang Hong" (a type of herb).

This must have been done in the autumn; she wanted to keep the room smelling fresh.

Hagrid pulled out his handkerchief and sneezed, deeply moved.

What a good child! How did she know she was... allergic to pollen?

Hagrid wandered around for a moment, then sat down on the edge of the bed.

How can I tell William and the others about my brother?!

It's hard to say.

After all, it wasn't a three-headed dog, a fire dragon, or Blast-Ended Skrewt... it was Giant!

A volatile Giant.

Bang bang bang!

There was a knock on the door.

The Fang barked wildly, Hagrid quickly covered its mouth and turned off the light.

He tiptoed to the door and peered outside through the peephole.

There was no one outside.

"It's both of us, Hagrid!" Harry's voice came through.

Hagrid breathed a sigh of relief; as long as it wasn't William and Hermione, that was fine.

The door creaked open with the sound of the latch being pulled, and Hagrid's head peeked out from the crack.

He laughed, "I've only been back for three seconds and you two are already here... Move aside, Fang... Move aside, you Little Black fat black guy..."

Harry lifted the Invisibility Cloak, and Ron hugged him from behind, the two of them squeezing inside.

"We just saw the light in your room in the common room," Harry said excitedly.

"Hurry up and come in, don't let anyone see us!" Hagrid looked like he'd done something wrong.

After the two entered the house, he quickly closed the door and drew all the curtains to prevent the light from leaking out.

"What did you do?!" Harry exclaimed, recognizing Hagrid's face in the lamplight, utterly astonished.

His hair was a mess, covered with blood clots, his left eye was swollen into a slit, and it was blue and purple. His face and hands were covered with wounds.

Some of them were still bleeding. He was moving very carefully, and Harry suspected that some of their ribs might be broken.

Hagrid didn't speak, but limped toward the fireplace and placed a copper kettle on the fire.

"What happened to you?" Harry asked anxiously. "Did you run into Death Eaters?"

"Or perhaps they were attacked by the Ministry of Magic?" Ron guessed.

"No, I'm fine." Hagrid changed the subject. "Would you like a cup of hot tea? I brought some back from abroad."

"Forget it," Ron said, glaring at Hagrid. "Look at you!"

"I told you I'm fine, I just fell by accident!" Hagrid said, straightening up and turning to smile at them, but wincing in pain.

"What could have caused this? Were you attacked?" Harry persisted.

"I'm saying this one last time, I'm fine!" Hagrid insisted.

"If either of our faces were swollen like this, would you say it's okay?"

"Alright, how have you two been lately?"

Harry and Ron exchanged a glance and fell silent.

Of course, things weren't going well.

Since being suspended after that game, Harry has been alright, but Ron has been under immense public pressure.

Wherever he went, students pointed and whispered about him... and the more this happened, the more he lost the ball during training.

Ron really wanted to quit Quidditch, but Harry and the twins were suspended... If he quit, the team would be truly empty!

Harry glanced at Ron's expression and changed the subject:

"Hagrid, you should have Madam Pomfrey take a look at you; your face looks dangerous."

"I'll handle it, okay?" Hagrid interrupted.

He walked to the huge wooden table in the middle of the hut, lifted a tea towel from the table, revealing a piece of raw, bloody meat, greenish-blue, slightly larger than an ordinary car tire.

"You're not going to eat that, are you, Hagrid?" Ron leaned closer to take a look, then said with disgust, "It looks poisonous."

"Are you crazy, Ron?" Hagrid said, displeased.

"How could I possibly eat dragon meat? I love those poor little darlings too much to ask!"

As a dog lover... oops, a dragon lover, Hagrid strongly condemns this!

"Then where did you get the dragon meat?" Harry asked curiously.

"Akali's Mystery Shop also has a branch in France," Hagrid said. "They have dragon meat in their store, which is a very important magical ingredient."

When I passed by, William's little friend... named Phoebe, gave me some.

This stuff works really well for pain relief.

"Phoebe... is she in France?" Ron's eyes lit up; he remembered the beautiful Veela.

What is she doing?

"She runs the Paris branch of Akali's Mystery Shop; she's the manager."

"Of course, I also have my own tasks..." Hagrid mumbled.

"Phoebe is already a member of the Order of the Phoenix?" Harry asked in surprise.

"Pretty much. William is a member of the Order of the Phoenix, so he can make recommendations... In fact, he recommended Phoebe as well," Hagrid explained.

"They have a very good relationship, so their loyalty is definitely guaranteed."

"What mission was she on?" Ron inquired.

"I'm not quite sure, it was William who gave her the task..." Hagrid said vaguely.

Ron wanted to ask more, but Hagrid told him to ask William.

Ron thought to himself, "If William told me, would I still need to ask you?"

"Can you tell us what happened to you?" Harry asked after thinking for a moment.

"No, this is confidential too, I can't tell you two."

"If you don't tell me, I'll go find Dumbledore and ask him what kind of job he'll give you!" Harry said angrily.

"Look at you now, beaten up like this!"

His tone was tinged with resentment.

Why couldn't he know these things?

"Okay, don't go... whatever you do, don't tell them, especially William and Hermione," Hagrid said anxiously.

Harry and Ron exchanged a glance, wondering why Hagrid was so afraid of William and Hermione finding out.

Hagrid glared at them, then snorted, tossed the dragon meat back onto the table, and walked over to the whirring kettle.

He muttered to himself as he poured the boiling water into three bucket-shaped cups.

"I'm not talking about you two, this really isn't something little wizards like you should know..."

He picked up the cup and whispered:

I'm going to find the Giant.

"Giant?" Harry stared at him in shock.

"What do they look like?" Ron asked impatiently. "Have you found them?"

"Of course, although we encountered some trouble..." Hagrid said, "We still found it."

Where are they?

"In the mountains." Hagrid continued to pick up the dragon meat and apply it to his left cheek. Green blood dripped onto his beard, and he hummed with satisfaction.

"Then why didn't the Muggle notice...?"

"It's not that they didn't," Hagrid said in a low voice, "But their deaths are always attributed to mountaineering accidents."

Didn't you read newspapers during summer vacation?

The Alps... Jungfrau collapsed.

Ron looked like he'd just realized something and quickly said:

"I saw it. The news said it was William who collapsed it, but it turns out it was the Giant who collapsed it."

I knew it! He went to Vienna with Hermione, how could he possibly sabotage Switzerland?

"No, it was William who collapsed it." Hagrid shook his head and said seriously:

William fought a great battle with the Giant, killing many Giant and saving many wizards.

That battle was incredibly fierce; an entire mountain peak was snapped in half.

"This... how is this possible..." Ron's mind was in turmoil.

He had also read the newspapers and knew that William had fought with the You-Know-Who. Harry had also told him about the battle that day.

But he still couldn't imagine what kind of magic could break a mountain in half.

That's a power that no wizard could possibly possess!

"How could it be impossible? I was there that night and witnessed the whole thing," Hagrid said reverently.

The Giant still hold him in high esteem.

He used to only show that expression to Dumbledore.

"Hagrid, tell us, what happened?" Harry asked urgently.

When William and Hermione returned, they didn't tell them about these bizarre and amazing adventures.

Harry is really interested!

To be honest, if he could, he would love to take Hermione's place and go on adventures around the world with William, instead of being stuck at home during the summer vacation!

I just wish I weren't Harley Quinn... otherwise I really would have gone and fought Hermione for William!

(Ginny: I knew you were gay a long time ago!)

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