Chapter 379: Giant head is a ball

Time without Umbridge is cozy and pleasing.
Although Hogsmeade is an open day for the two days on the weekend, for wizards, wherever there is no Umbridge, they can have a leisurely life.
The next day was Sunday, and Harry and Ron spent a lot of time on homework. After all, how hard they work in private, but in the end they are choosing the subjects that they are best at.
As for subjects that are not good at it, the effort is not less.
There is no way to make them happy as students. But in the warmth of this last winter, in the gentle package of the warm sunshine, I can still get some comfort.
Therefore, taking advantage of the cold wind today, they did not choose to nest in the common room as usual, but replaced the place for homework with the lakeside behind the castle.
Sitting under a tall beech tree, Harry and Ron struggled to fill a large number of homework vacancies under Hermione's silent supervision.
No way, for their students, the owls test is the top priority. As long as Hogwarts has not been completely destroyed, the exam will inevitably come as scheduled.
During this period, a lot of homework is almost routine. Compared to graduates who face the newts exam, they can only be regarded as a preview.
Hermione's homework had already been done naturally, and now she was leaning on the trunk with her eyes closed slightly.
The magic wand in her hand jittered slightly as her wrists jumped, controlling the two sets of knitting needles floating around her to sew wool, and weaving some cold-resistant winter supplies.
If you look closely, you can also see those woolen hats and scarves with unusually detailed patterns. If you use a magic spell in general, you can't make such a delicate texture.
In fact, for Hermione, this was also part of the training to practice magical control.
There is no wind today. Sitting here, you can see that the surface of the lake is as smooth as a mirror. The blue sky and the dazzling sun are quietly reflected on the water, making it difficult to distinguish between the water and the sky.
Occasionally a slight breeze blew through, gently wrinkling the quietness, and even brought a little regret.
"what--"
Near noon, the sun had reached the top of the head silently, and Harry finally rolled over and fell on the grass, breathing a long sigh of relief.
"Done?" Hermione asked, raising her eyelids lightly.
"Yeah!" At the warmest moment of the day, Harry was bathed in the direct sunlight and felt that he was too lazy to move even one finger. "Today is the last day. Take it easy and relax. There will be no time for us to rest ... "
"Oh!"
Ron was relieved. He threw the quill in his hand, and then lay beside his close friend.
"That's right, ah-I don't want to eat lunch anymore, I just want to lie here and cherish this last minute and every second!"
"Don't say it's about to die!" Hermione gave him a lazily glance, but she didn't continue to sting any more.
To be honest, all three were excited and worried about the upcoming plans. Knowing what he was going to face, the mountain-like pressure fell down naturally.
Faced with such a heavy psychological pressure, how to turn it into more and more fully into its own motivation is a rather difficult challenge.
"The burden on Maca and Dumbledore is obviously much heavier than this ... How can they still have a reassuring smile under such circumstances?"
Under the mottled tree shadow, in the warmth brought by the sun, Hermione couldn't help falling into the contemplation of waking up in her dreams.
...
While the little lion trio was basking in the sun, Luna and Hagrid entered the forbidden forest.
Because Luna had accidentally glimpsed Glopp's tall figure when Hagrid returned with Glop, Hagrid could not stop Luna's curiosity.
After it was agreed not to talk about the existence of Glopp, Hagrid had to promise to take Luna to know his big brother who was stunted.
The forbidden forest is still dim, and even at noon on a sunny day, the evergreen lush canopy will still cover it like a cloudy sky.
"... The giants don't understand politeness, neither do little Glops. But I think they are just not good at expressing their feelings, or the way they express their feelings is different--"
In the grass among the forests, Hagrid led Luna with a sullen face, striding forward, talking about some knowledge about Glop and the giant.
Of course, there is a lot of experience in this knowledge that only belongs to Hagrid. How accurate is the question mark?
"The giant eats people ... what kind of feeling is it expressing?" Luna didn't know what she was thinking, and asked such a question with great interest.
"Uh ..." Hagrid thought about from side to side, then shrugged. "I think maybe ... are they hungry?"
"That makes sense." Luna nodded seriously.
"Hmm ..." Hagrid glanced back at her. "Yes, will Marca come over today?"
"I don't know," Luna took a big step, stepping over the roots of the tree that had been drilled out of the ground. "Maybe not ... he looks busy."
"It's still the same!" Hagrid shook his head and said, "It's a shame not to walk outside in such good weather ... Oh, we're here!"
The two were talking, and the purrs from the front were very close, as if they were ahead.
Hagrid stretched out his wide palms to pry open the bushes, and suddenly a bright light covered his vision. He narrowed his eyes quickly, and opened his eyes again after his eyes had adapted a little.
"Oh ... a tree fell," Hagrid said suddenly. "It looks like I have to change places for this little guy again."
Yes, one of the two trees used to tie Glop has been pulled from the ground by his roots and fell sideways.
Fortunately, Glop didn't run around, he was lying on the ground where he stepped on and slept!
"Shh--"
Hagrid immediately turned around, raised his index finger to his mouth, and signaled Luna to keep quiet. Then he turned back again, squeezed the bushes, and stomped to Glop's side.
It seems that no matter how much he loves this younger brother, he actually knows that it is impossible for him to obey his baby brother.
In order to re-glock Glop more conveniently, it was obviously appropriate while he was sleeping. For this reason, he even temporarily gave up another place that was more suitable for Glopp, and instead just started working on the spot.
"Every time I came with a rope, it was a good decision!"
Hagrid took off the big bundle of thick ropes hanging around his waist, but instead of managing Glopp, he rummaged the rope first.
I saw him skillfully sling off the ropes, the two stranded together and hit a large rope, and then selected two large trees near Glop, and fastened one of them firmly to the trunk of the two Already.
Then he lifted the rope cover, while resting on Glop's waist, he rested on the ground above his head, wrapping his entire upper body in the circle of the rope cover.
Hagrid always wanted to have a real fire dragon, so he also learned the rope tying skills of the dragon tamer. But he never expected that the dragon was not developed, but this useless technique was used by his brother.
"Little Glop, get up!"
Hagrid, who prepared everything neatly, went to Glop's head and patted him the back. Glop's terrible snoring sounded suddenly, but it sounded again shortly after.
"Hi! Don't sleep! Brother came to play with you--"
Seeing that Glop didn't seem to have woke up, Hagrid had to bend down, got close to his ears, and opened his throat and shouted ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Bang! "" 嗷 "
Since being yelled a few times by Maka's loudspeaker, Glop's response to the sound has been much more sensitive than before. Hagrid's throat suddenly woke Glop from his sleep.
However, Glop, lying on the ground, was taken aback by Hagrid's shout, and his head naturally lifted sharply, and the hard head hit directly on Hagrid's nose.
Hagrid immediately fell on the ground, covering his nose, and the soreness made his tears shed.
"Snoring?"
Glop, who had just woke up, looked up at Hagrid, stared blankly again, and then put his gaze on Hagrid again.
"... Ha, Hagel."
"It's not 'Hahagel'-it's 'Hagrid.'" Hagrid stood up, covering his nose, and said vaguely with a heavy nasal sound, "Little Glop, how about noon?"
"Ha-Gall!"
Glopp finally seemed to be awake from the confusion. He suddenly stood up and shouted the name of the key to Hagrid loudly. It seemed that he wanted to jump towards Hagrid directly.
"Yes, yes, come on little guy--"
Hagrid bent over and picked up the rope loop on the ground. After Glopp stood up completely, he pulled back on the side of the loop.
As for the other side of the loop, it now hung around Glop's waist!
"Come on, young man, you're very energetic right out of bed!"
In Hagrid's shout, Glop pulled his leg and ran, and Hagrid immediately accelerated. With Glop's sudden run, the knotted knot was tightened and tied tightly to Glop's waist.
With a bang, Glop fell to the ground suddenly.
"Oh-" Luna, who was aside, clapped her hands in surprise. "The giant's head is a ball!"