Vol 2 Chapter 598: Another giant

However, even if the scenery of the Rose Manor is suitable for couples to visit, after Snape and Karkaroff are so disturbed, the two of them will naturally not have the んla who continue to stay from here.
To be precise, Hermione also thought of who the man in Karkaroff's mouth was.
The girl heard from Fanlin that Voldemort is still alive and has a weak body. The Quidditch World Cup is the best proof.
The Ministry just followed Fanlin's matter to cover up the situation.
They didn't deal with it, and the news of the Death Eaters' growth was naturally not a secret. Everyone could see what those vampires were doing and were helping the other side.
This made Fanlin and Hermione feel a little heavy.
"Let's go."
This kind of news is like a basin of cold water, which immediately puts out the previous emotions.
They walked up to a huge stone reindeer statue, looked up, and saw a high fountain gushing shining jets.
On the stone bench, the outlines of the backs of two giants are faintly visible. They are listening to the spring water in the moonlight.
At this moment, Fanlin suddenly heard Hagrid's voice. "I knew it the moment I saw you," he said, his voice hoarsely strange.
Both Fanlin and Hermione stopped.
It's not like where they should walk in. At least, the two of them shouldn't walk here... I don't know why...
Fanlin looked around and walked back along the path, and happened to see Mrs. Maxim and Hagrid standing half-hidden in a nearby rose bush.
Hermione pulled Van Lin's hand, then turned her head quickly to them, meaning they could sneak away without being noticed.
However, before the two of them left, Fanlin’s sharp-eyed development, Furong and Davis, appeared at the end of the path, and in the woods next to...
It seems that there shouldn't be more over there.
"Hurry up," Fanlin arrived... He dragged Hermione into the bushes next to him quickly.
Fanlin didn’t want to do this very much. He knew that Hagrid would hate being overheard on such an occasion—if possible, he would plug his earholes with his fingers and hum loudly, but this was not Fanlin’s choice. .
In fact, Fanlin reacted as soon as he got into the bushes. The two of them didn't need to hide, and it was quite normal for two people to appear here.
They are lovers, and there is nothing to kiss even here, but why should people hide in such a dark space with a guilty conscience?
Hermione seemed to be startled by Fan Lin's actions.
In fact, the ground of this bush is not very smooth.
Hermione was wearing a skirt, and for the prom, Hermione also wore high heels.
Before Fanlin had time to react, Hermione ran into his arms.
The two smashed directly on the soft lawn, and Hermione's skirt directly covered Fanlin's feet.
This posture is really full marks.
Fanlin thought so, but Hermione made a big blush.
What is she, if others see it, she will take the initiative to overthrow her boyfriend...in the wild?
This is something Hermione could not even think of before.
She crawled on Fanlin's body, her chest tightly pressed together.
Fortunately, Hermione did not exclaim.
Fanlin seemed to be aware of Hermione's fault, but the place they chose was not very good. It would be difficult for them to stand up when they were stacked together.
Otherwise, quit together? Then let Furong see?
This is nothing, but Fanlin didn't want to do it.
"Hush!" Fanlin hissed in a low voice. Hermione was struggling to support the ground on both sides with her hands, but Fanlin was not welcome, and both hands were directly wrapped around Hermione's back.
"Let's lie down for a while." Fanlin arrived.
Hermione didn't have much strength at first, being hugged by Fanlin like this, suddenly her whole body collapsed.
I have to admit that Hermione's gentle appearance is really alluring, if Hagrid is not there.
"I only know... I know you are like me... Is that your mother or your father?"
"I—I don’t know what you mean, Hagrid..."
"It's my mother," Hagrid said seriously. "The last group she lived in the UK. Of course, I don't remember her very much... She left when I was three years old. She was not the kind and caring kind. Hey... …That’s not their nature, right? Do you know what happened afterwards... As far as I know, it may be dead..."
Mrs. Maxim said nothing.
But Fanlin forced his gaze away from Hermione's lips. Hagrid's problem was too bad, and the worst part was that he still didn't realize it.
"My dad was very sad after she left. My dad is a very thin person. I could lift him to the closet when I was six years old. If I annoy him, I will make him happy..." Hagrid said in a deep voice ~EbookFREE.me~Mrs. Maxim was listening, motionless, apparently watching the silver fountain.
"Dad raised me... but died, of course, after I went to school. After that, I had to live independently. Dumbledore was a great help to me, really. He was very good to me. , He is..." Hegla pulled out a large, dotted silk tissue and exhaled his nose vigorously. "Um... anyway... that's my story. What about you? What are you like?"
But Mrs. Maxim had stood up. "It's cold," she said-but no matter what the weather is, it will never get colder than her voice. "I think I'm going in."
"Huh?" Hagrid looked blank. "No, don't go! I—I've never seen another one!"
"What, exactly?" Mrs. Maxim said, her voice as cold as ice.
Fanlin wants Hagrid to shut up. This idiot, if possible, Fanlin would rather jump out now. He knows what else he wants to say to me. Hagrid’s childhood, what jokes, is not what Hagrid can share. Capital.
Hermione was also a little nervous, her head raised slightly unconsciously, and the girl had a thought in her heart, but she was not sure, she only hoped Hagrid could continue to be silent.
But that is destined to be impossible...
"Another giant, of course!" Hagrid said.
"Oh, you are so presumptuous!" Mrs. Maxim screamed. Her voice was like mist blowing in this quiet night. "I haven't received such insults in my life!"
She ran away angrily. When she passed by, she pushed aside the flowers next to her angrily. At this moment, many fairies in colorful clothes stood up, Hagrid was still sitting on the bench, watching her leave. Back view.