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Chapter 632: Persuading Hagrid
🕑 Added 2019-10-31 19:37:38 +0000 UTCBehind Harry, Evan, Ron, and Hermione also entered the hut.
Fang rushed toward them, barking madly and trying to lick Evan's ears. Evan fended off Fang and looked around. He hadn’t come here for a few days, and he couldn’t believe it was the familiar Hagrid’s cabin.
The scene inside had changed so much that Ron and Hermione were equally surprised.
Harry ignored the empty bottles on the ground and the spoiled food, and went straight to Hagrid.
"Hagrid, cheer up would you," he shouted, "how can you be knocked down by such a small thing?!"
Hagrid did not answer. He looked up at Harry, his eyes empty.
The bloodline of the half-giant had been a worry to him for decades, making him less confident.
Madame Maxime's reaction made him give up completely.
Hagrid knew clearly what giants represented. He was afraid that others would gradually alienate him when they knew about it.
He only wanted to hide alone here. He didn't think that Harry, Evan, Ron, and Hermione would come.
Hagrid’s biggest concern was, after knowing he was half-giant, would they still like to be friends with him?!
"Harry is right, Hagrid. Don't care what that woman wrote," Hermione followed."You shouldn't be upset by her remarks. She's just lying. No one cares what she writes."
"She didn’t lie. I am really a half-giant!" Hagrid choked, and two round tears leaked out of his beetle-black eyes and fell slowly into his tangled beard. "My mum…"
"We don't care. Even if you’re half-giant, there’s nothing abnormal about you in my eyes."
"You don't understand, Harry..." Hagrid said, and many tears rolled down his cheeks and seeped into his matted beard.
Harry was about to say something else when a voice came from the front of Hagrid's cabin.
"I am sorry to disturb you, but I think Harry really understands it better than you, Hagrid! The four of them came here to show that they still want to know you, this is the most important!"
Everyone turned their heads and was surprised to see Dumbledore standing at the door.
"Hello!" He said happily, smiling at everyone.
"Professor!"
"I am very happy to see you here. I am here to talk to Hagrid about the resignation report he just submitted." Dumbledore said and came in. "We just stand here. Let's sit down and have some tea and talk while we drink!"
He drew out his wand and twiddled it, and a revolving tea tray appeared in midair along with a plate of cakes. Dumbledore magicked the tray onto the table, and everybody sat down.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione all looked stiff and silent for a moment. Dumbledore asked everyone to have a cup of tea.
The conversation continued. Now that Dumbledore had come, there was nothing to worry about, and there was no need for them to take up the matter. Evan sat beside the bed with his teacup, absently looking at the heat coming out of the cup and looking out of the window at the white snow.
"Hagrid, in the few days after the report was published, I have received many letters about you. I want you to see them," said Dumbledore, waving his wand in the air, and a heavy package fell on the ground. "These are all letters from the countless parents who remember you from their own days here, telling me in no uncertain terms that if I sacked you, they would have something to say about it. You can have a look!"
In the name of the parents of the students, Rita Skeeter called on Hogwarts to expel Hagrid in a coercive tone in the newspaper.
After seeing this report, many wizards wrote to Dumbledore to express their views.
It seemed that they didn't like to be represented by others to casually express some suggestions against their original intentions.
Hagrid's popularity was not as bad as he thought, and many people were willing to speak for him.
Next, Harry, Evan, Ron, and Hermione began to open the letters and read them to Hagrid.
Hearing these touching words, Hagrid cried even more!
"Not all of them," said Hagrid hoarsely. "Not all of them want me to stay."
"Really, Hagrid, if you are holding out for universal popularity, I’m afraid you will be in this cabin for a very long time,” said Dumbledore, now peering sternly over his half-moon spectacles. "Not a week has passed since I became Headmaster of this school when I haven’t had at least one owl complaining about the way I run it. But what should I do? Barricade myself in my study and refuse to talk to anybody?!"
"Yeah … but you’re not half-giant!" said Hagrid croakily.
"Hagrid, look what I’ve got for relatives!" Harry said furiously. "Look at the Dursleys!"
“An excellent point,” said Professor Dumbledore. “My own brother, Aberforth, was prosecuted for practicing inappropriate charms on a goat. It was all over the papers, but did Aberforth hide? No, he did not! He held his head high and went about his business as usual! Of course, I’m not entirely sure he can read, so that may not have been bravery..."
Evan’s lips were curled. Dumbledore’s younger brother, Aberforth, was more than just practicing inappropriate charms on the goat.
An investigation into the reports of that year showed that there was an inexplicable and complex relationship between him and the goat.
"Come back to teach, Hagrid," said Hermione quietly, "please come back, we really miss you."
Hagrid fought back a sob, but his tears could not help but flow.
"The arrival of Harry, Evan, Ron, Hermione, and these letters already speak for themselves!" Dumbledore stood up. "I refuse to accept your resignation, Hagrid, and I expect you back at work on Monday,” he said. “You will join me for breakfast at eight-thirty in the Great Hall. No excuses."
Dumbledore walked to the door, pausing only to scratch Fang’s ears, and left the cabin.
When the door had shut behind him, Hagrid began to sob into his dustbin-lid-sized hands.
Hermione kept patting his arm, and at last, Hagrid looked up, his eyes very red indeed, and said, “Great man, Dumbledore … great man …”
