After the mad Norbert Hagrid disappeared in the fog, Hagrid, 11 years old, stood at the door, looking at the direction of his father's disappearance, his mouth wide open, like a goose.

Agleia couldn't bear to see him look like a duck who was separated from his mother, so she went to Hagrid and asked, "how are you?"

Hagrid, frightened, leaned against the wall, shaking like chaff.

"What else do you want to do?"

He was so afraid that agraia had no idea. Unconsciously, she became a villain who robbed people's money and bullied their father.

She wanted to ask what happened to Hagrid and why he was so scared.

But she also knew that she had only met him twice, and it was a complete stranger relationship. Asking such questions would only make him more frightened.

For a moment, agraia was in a dilemma, so she asked Hoffa, "is this the student you are talking about?"

"That's right." Hoffa said.

"Does he have giant blood?"

Hoffa nodded and did not speak. For some reason, he suddenly wanted to leave here alone...

"how old are you?" Agraia turned to Hagrid.

The tall boy on the ground looked at agraia in a panic, then at Hoffa in horror. He didn't answer. His forehead was cold and sweaty.

Agraia was a little confused. She stepped forward and said, "Hey, I'm talking to you. How old are you? Have you heard from Hogwarts?"

Hagrid pressed his hand against the wall and forced out a smile more ugly than crying. His eyes floated to the door and his feet moved, as if he wanted to escape.

But his idea was seen through by agraea, who took a step to the right and blocked his escape route.

She forked: "why don't you answer my question."

"Ten... Ten... Eleven." Hagrid's voice stuttered and his face was as white as paper. It seemed that a few simple words consumed all his strength.

"Have you heard from the owl?" Asked agraia.

Hagrid, who is 1.9 meters tall, nods weakly. He shrinks his neck, as if trying to make himself look humble, but his airs are so big that it just makes him look funny.

Agraia rolled his eyes. "Come on, no one's eating you."

Then she shook her head and whispered, "you can't tell Ravenclaw from Ravenclaw like that."

Then she put her wand in her trouser pocket and said to Hoffa, "I'll tell you something."

Hoffa: what's the matter

Agraia lowered his voice: "we should take him away. What if his crazy father never comes back. He's only eleven years old."

But Hoffa stood in the same place, looking at the big boy with some embarrassment and taking him away?

It's not that I can't accept it. Compared with Hagrid, the giant development plan or something, it seems to be quite interesting.

Well...

it's just that the promise hasn't come out yet, and another idea appears in his mind.

(no...)

(no...)

(hey, wait a minute, I've already brought one person. Why should I bring one more person? Reason says: one more person means one more trouble, and one more trouble means one day later to get the system reward. Why should I bring one more person.)

And then his voice was a little louder in his head.

Why can't I always do what I want to do? Why should I stay with a trouble? Why don't I stop and think rationally...)

then, as if I were talking to myself, the answer came to the surface.

(it's obviously wartime. I don't go to the wizard's secret place to improve my strength. Instead, I waste my time in such a place. What am I doing

The idea split like a virus and occupied his consciousness in a twinkling of an eye.

Hoffa, with a thrill, snapped agleia's wrist, looking very simple, and pulled her out.

Agraia was surprised: "what are you doing?"

Hoffa: what are you doing here? You've paid back the money

"Wait a minute." Agraia pushed Hoffa away.

"Why, wheezing." Hoffa said unhappily, "don't you have a job to do?"

"Don't worry, do you know the way?" Agleia asked.

Hoffa was silent.

"Running around without knowing the road?" Agraia glared at him, turned and looked up at Hagrid. "Hey, excuse me, do you know where Heidelberg is?"

Hagrid nodded in a weak voice. "Know... Know."

Agraia: where is it

"Go north... Thirty kilometers north."

"Would you mind taking us?" She asked at once.Ruber Hagrid was startled. Instead of looking at agleia, he looked at Hoffa's face. He stepped back two steps and hit the pots and pans behind him.

However, before he spoke, Hoffa stood in front of aglea with his arms in his arms.

"No, I don't take him." Hoffa objected.

"Why?" "We don't know the way," agraia said. "It happens that he knows the location of helzburg, doesn't he?"

"We don't need a guide. Didn't he just tell us the way?" Hoffa said with a straight face.

"How can someone else lead the way?"

"No

Hoffa refused. He took aglea by the wrist and said, "do you believe me or not?"

Agraia frowned: "what's the matter with you?"

Hoffa: "what's the matter with me? What's the matter with you, trafficker? You?"

Agleia's voice stagnated and his eyes widened, as if he wanted to see some flowers in Hoffa's face.

Hoffa shook his head and said, "listen, aglia, this guy has obviously some psychological problems. Now we have no way. It's not advisable to take a stranger with you at this time. "

Agraia looked at Hagrid sitting on the ground in embarrassment and said in a low voice, "in case something happens...

" does this have anything to do with you? " Hoffa interrupted and asked, "what's the matter with your overflowing sympathy? He has his own father. Do you care?"

After he said that, agraia lost his voice, but the temperature on his face gradually began to drop.

Hoffa: "you don't have to think about the worst of everything. We still have a job, the job in front of us."

Agraia turned his head and saw Hagrid's huge body shaking. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at them.

"Look, take him away. Can you be responsible for the accident?" Hoffa pointed to Hagrid and said rationally, "do you call it compassion to let a father go home and not find his child? No, it's a split. "

Agraia laughed. Hoffa saw that something was wrong with her face. He had a bad feeling, but he didn't want to change his words. He hasn't thought about it for a long time. He needs to think about what he should do rationally.

"What's the matter with you?" Agraia took a deep breath and asked, "you don't care about him at all."

Hoffa: are you going or not

Agraia: "I won't leave until you make it clear."

Silence for a while, he began to feel irritable, the other party's insistence makes him feel very annoying.

Why is this woman contradicting herself from the first day we met

Hoffa said coldly, "do you care if you say I don't care? Those people in the hospital, your mother, Muggle soldiers. "

"What do you mean?"

"I said, you don't really care about other people."

"I don't care." Agraia is unbelievable.

In the air, some unknown emotion began to brew, and an invisible crack began to appear. Every shortcoming of agraia began to magnify in Hoffa's eyes.

He felt that some emotions began to overflow from his brain, and although he had tried to balance, he lost stability.

"It's not easy to take you. You won't take anyone else."

"It's not easy?" Agraia gritted his teeth. "What are you talking about?"

"I'm just stating a fact."

"Who do you think I am?" Agraia grabbed Hoffa by the collar, and the muscles of his excited face twitched. She gritted her teeth. "If you have anything, just say it."

"It's enough for you to be happy, isn't it?" Huo FA light sarcasm way: "but I want to for your willfulness to clean up the mess!"

"Happiness is enough... Ha ha?" Agraia forked his waist, put down his hand again, and pointed to Hoffa tremblingly: "do you think I'm here to make war money? You think I'm looking for excitement? That's what you think, isn't it? "

Hoffa did not answer.

"as like as two peas in those castles, do you think? Is that right? " By the time she said that, her voice had completely changed.

"Isn't it?" Hoffa's voice didn't go up and down. "They're your family. What's the difference?"

At this moment, all the fog outside the house stopped flowing. Suddenly, all the glass on the old hut broke, and the glass splashed. Hagrid curled up on the ground, hugged his head in horror, and the unstable magic wave disturbed Hoffa's hair.

"Then you can go. Who forced you to be here?"

Agraia roared. Her face turned red. She pushed Hoffa away with a furious palm, turned her head and strode out. She disappeared into the fog in the blink of an eye.

...

...

Hoffa stood where he was, his eyes wide open. There was no expression at all.He could hardly control his complex emotions, which were mixed with so many unknown reasons, disappointment, uneasiness, cheerfulness, freedom, which could not be described at all.

He took a few deep breaths and thought. For the first time, he couldn't calm down.

He crossed his waist and made a few circles in the same place.

After a while, Hoffa finally stopped turning. He gradually calmed down, the waves in his mind subsided.

I had a fight with agraia again.

(maybe it's time to do this. What if she's going to kill her? (he said faintly.)

He looked at ruber Hagrid, the boy crouching in the corner. The recent dispute between Hoffa and aglea has alarmed him.

That expression makes Huo FA's heart inexplicably produce a trace of compassion. Well, ask.

"Would you like to go with me to helzburg, please?" Hoffa asked sideways. "When this trip is over, I'll take you to Diagon Alley. And then to Hogwarts. "

Ruber Hagrid looked at him in horror. His Adam's apple stirred and he struggled to squeeze out a smile: "no... no... No

Hoffa: "why, when you are here, others will bully you."

Hagrid said hoarsely, "I... my father... I... my father, protect... Protect me..."

after a moment of silence, Hoffa laughed: "well, I see."

The other party doesn't trust him at all. For Hagrid, maybe he has been stereotyped as a dangerous thug who breaks into a private house. As a result, he does.

There was no difference between the result of negotiation and what he expected. It was totally useless. He could not take anyone away, nor could he change the boy's fate.

Reason told him that there was no point in pestering him any more.

After making up his mind, he got up, walked away in the fog, and left Hagrid's cabin.

In the dark forest, Hoffa scolded himself secretly as he walked. Recently, he seemed to be more and more soft hearted. Isn't it true that the more you grow up, the more hard hearted you are?

At this moment, the goal of life became very clear, as if a pair of hands held the goal in a silver plate, and respectfully handed it to him.

(find the wizard's secret place and improve your own strength)

(you should do this.)

You have to

You've been off target for a long time

So said reason, and so said pride.

Hoffa shook his head hard, throwing all the shadows of aglea and Hagrid out of his mind.

"These are obstacles to achieving goals."

He said to himself, as if that would make him feel better.

He did not squint to the north, the corner of his eye is locked in the roadside.

I don't know why, in his heart, he felt vaguely that agraia might be waiting for himself somewhere, and perhaps there would be room for their relationship to turn around.

However, his reason tells himself that the other party is just a girl full of exciting life. She is impulsive, naive and disobedient. She is not fit to be her own friend, who should always be united with her.

The more he thought about it, the faster his pace became.

Forget it. Whatever she wants, go ahead. So reason said, let her get into trouble by herself.

But the more he thought about it, the anxiety in his heart spread like a shadow, like a bird in a cage struggling.

I walked for ten minutes.

Hoffa stopped abruptly. There are a lot of struggling traces on the ground. Some people have released a lot of magic spells here.

Something's wrong.

Agraia didn't show up. It's not normal. She's just a second year graduate. She doesn't have a broom and doesn't have a phantom. How can she run so fast?

Hoffa turned slowly and narrowed his eyes.

Following the trail of struggle, he came to a broken tree. It seemed to be hit and broken by something heavy, and a branch of the tree attracted his attention.

On the branch hung a torn fragment of a bloody shirt.

After staring at the piece for a few seconds, Hoffa reached out to pick it up and began to warm it up. It took no more than ten seconds to tear it off.

This is agraia's clothes...

he gave a cold hum first. Is this guy trying to tempt himself to look for her?

I think so.

Hoffa folded up the cloth and without hesitation turned and walked north. Just a step, he stepped in a pit.

Hoffa looked down at his feet. There was a big paw mark, almost ten times the size of his own foot. It was deeply imprinted in the soil, and there was a torn cloth inside.