Professor McGonagall's hand froze.

She turned her head and looked at Harry, her mouth slightly opened, as if she was organizing language.

After a brief silence, she said:

"Harry, I'm sorry that Dumbledore is out to deal with some of his private affairs. I'm afraid he can't see you for the time being."

"Private matter?"

Harry frowned and repeated it again.

He soon remembered something about the Order of the Phoenix being hit and entering a state of silence.

I'm afraid Dumbledore went out to deal with this matter.

Thinking of this, Harry sighed with regret.

Yesterday, I was so excited to hear about Haeger's return that he didn't remember until he lie back on the hospital bed that he hadn't asked why he had such a premonition dream.

Originally, he wanted to get the answer the next day, but he didn't expect that the matter with Dumbledore was so urgent.

"Then let's wait for him to come back." Harry forced a smile and said, "Thank you, Professor McGonagall."

"You are my student, and it is my responsibility to take care of you."

Professor McGonagall said with a serious expression, and then quickly left the ward.

Looking at her leaving back, Harry always felt that she was reluctant to speak but stopped for some reason.

But before he could think about it, Hermione and Ron ran into the ward.

"Harry!" *2

The two shouted in unison.

Among them, Ron was faster, rushed to Harry's bed first and took out a steaming oil paper bag:

"How do you feel now? Mrs. Pomfrey said you are not suitable for eating too greasy stuff yet, so I brought you some bread and potatoes, oh! And of course bacon! You can eat it with the lean meat on it."

As he spoke, Ron opened the oil paper bag.

I saw that it was full of slices of meat, and bread and potatoes were almost invisible.

Harry narrowed his eyes and glanced back and forth on it three times before he found a piece of bread buried deep in the deepest part, completely soaked with gravy.

To be honest, it is hard to say that such food is light.

But smelling the fragrance from the shop, Harry's stomach, which had just woken up and was still in a semi-dormant state, was still running rapidly.

"Oh! Thank you!"

Harry thanked happily and couldn't wait to reach out and grab it.

Bang-

A small hand shook his claws back.

Hermione angrily snatched the oil paper bag and said:

"I told you to tear the lean meat to eat it! Do you want to eat such greasy food before your body recovers? "

"I just want to tear it away..."

Harry said weakly as he rubbed his hands.

Upon hearing this, Hermione gave him a blank look and said:

"The genius believes in you!"

After saying that, Hermione pulled over a chair and sat down and started to help Harry tear the lean meat on the bacon.

This is not a simple task, especially after Hermione teared the lean meat, she had to wash the grease on it with the water-Ruquan Spell.

It took Harry a full five minutes to eat his first bite of meat—that was what Hermione had to tear it for a long time before she saved it up.

“How is it?”

Ron said with a frown on the side.

Hearing this, Hermione immediately cast her eyes on her eyes. Seeing Harry smiling and nodding, she lowered her head and started to concentrate on processing Bacon.

What Hermione didn't know was that as soon as her head lowered, Harry's expression turned into a bitter face.

If the lean bacon washed with cold water is delicious, it will be a ghost.

Harry even suspected that he was eating some kind of cold animal corpse raw.

Seeing his expression a little overjoyed, Ron approached Harry and asked in a low voice:

"Do you think she looks like my mom? Hahaha!"

Harry was so amused by Ron that he almost laughed out loud, and hurriedly covered his mouth.

At this moment, Ron quietly stuffed a bag of greasy paper into Harry's quilt by bent down and talking.

Seeing this, Harry's eyes lit up.

He clearly saw the trademark of the bee duke on the greased paper.

"Shh!" Ron made a gesture of silence, "Eat secretly while alone, don't be discovered!"

Harry nodded like pounding garlic. The two of them looked at each other, and the smile on their faces could not be suppressed.

Hermione knew nothing about this, and finally saved up another pile of minced meat and stuffed it into Harry's mouth.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but Harry always feels that this time is not as unpalatable as before.

He chewed two bites perfunctorily and swallowed the minced meat, and asked Ron as if he had suddenly remembered it:

"By the way, how is Hagrid?"

"I don't know very well. I still need to write an order for Christmas gifts this morning," Ron shrugged and said proudly, "so Hermione went there alone."

As soon as this said, Hermione paused her hand and said angrily:

"Don't mention it! He was not there when I went there. I knocked outside the door for at least 3 hours, and he didn't come out of the forbidden forest until noon!"

Harry and Ron were both shocked when they heard this.

They only noticed that Hermione's face was a little pale-it was obviously frozen.

Harry felt his scalp start to get numb.

You should know that there are too many creatures in the Forbidden Forest that can give Umbridge an excuse to fire Hagrid.

If Hagrid really brought those things to class…

"Don't worry, Harry, I'll go find Hagrid again in the afternoon. In fact, we saw him in the auditorium at noon. Everyone was very happy that he returned, and he was acting normally. The only thing that was not very good was that there seemed to be more wounds on his body."

Ron comforted softly, "And you, Hermione. Don't go with me in the afternoon. We happen to be in the infirmary now, and maybe you should ask Mrs. Pomfrey for a drink of ginger tea."

"Don't worry about this. I've made myself hot pot." Hermione waved her hand, then frowned, "Actually, I'm a little concerned about what Haeger said to Ummridge yesterday. Do you still remember? He said he was very straightforward and natural when he went to France and Poland. I suspect he had really gone to those places."

Ron shook his head and said:

"So what? He said they were dealing with the Death Eaters."

"That's right!" Hermione said with her eyes wide open, "but those places are giant settlements with clear witness records! Moreover, Hagrid itself has half of the giant bloodline!"

Ron gasped and said in disbelief:

"you mean……"

"Yes, I suspect the surprise he said was a giant!" Hermione emphasized with amplification of the volume, "It is very likely that he brought a giant back!"

Ron and Harry were already shocked and could not speak.

Hermione covered her head and said anxiously:

"If Hagrid really brought a giant into the Forbidden Forest and used it to teach us, the trouble he encountered would not be as simple as firing!"

Harry's face turned pale.

He knew very well that Hermione was not worrying about anything.

Hagrid is really likely to do that.

The giant is a very powerful magic creature recognized by the Ministry of Magic, and its danger is even comparable to that of the dementors!

If this were discovered by Umbridge, who was originally trying to trouble Dumbledore.

That result...

"Hagge will be locked up in Azkaban!"

Harry couldn't help but scream, "No! We must stop him!"

After saying that, Harry had already turned over and got out of the bed and picked up the invisible cloak at the head of the bed.

"Harry! Calm down!"

"You are still a patient! Harry!"

Ron and Hermione anxiously persuaded.
To be continued...