He sighed deeply.

"Firenze said they were upset that he went to work for Dumbledore," said Harry, too busy looking at Hagrid's profile, he tripped over a sticking root.

"Yeah," Hagrid said solemnly, "well, it's not just normal anger, it's just like thunder, if I hadn't interfered, I dare say they would have kicked Firenze to death--"

"They beat him?" said Hermione, looking rather shocked.

"Yes," said Hagrid gruffly, squeezing through a few particularly low branches, "at least half of the centaurs are chasing him."

"It's a bunch of weird-tempered creatures. They are obviously sheltered by humans, but they don't want to get close to humans..." Lockhart said with a frown.

"You knocked them back?" said Harry, surprised and in admiration. "Just you?"

"Of course, you can't just stand there and watch him let them kill you, right?" Hagrid said, "It's really lucky that I happened to be passing by...and I thought Firenze was sending him that stupid warning. Will remember my help before!" He added excitedly and unexpectedly.

Hermione and Harry looked at each other, a little shocked. But Hagrid was still frowning and didn't go on.

"Anyway," he said, breathing a little heavier than usual, "the other centaurs have hated me to death since then, and the trouble is they have a lot of influence in this wood...they are The smartest animal here."

"Hagrid, are we here for this?" Hermione asked. "The centaurs?"

"Oh, no," said Hagrid, shaking his head disapprovingly. "No, not them. But of course, they made things more complicated, no... but you'll see what I mean in a moment." After saying this incomprehensible sentence, he walked forward without saying a word. They had to take three steps for every step he took, and they were busy keeping up with him.

The weeds on the road are getting taller and the trees are getting denser. The deeper they went, the darker the woods became like dusk. Soon they had left the scorched land far behind, and Hermione began to get restless, clutching Lockhart's hand tightly. "We've never gone this far, Professor."

"Hagrid!" Lockhart stroked the back of Hermione's hand with his thumb, reassuring her, then turned his head and shouted, using his wand to break apart a tangled tangle of thorns, of course Hagrid had no trouble stepped over. "How far do we have to go?"

"A little bit ahead," Hagrid said back, "Come on, . . . we can't spread out now."

Had it not been for Lockhart, it would have been very difficult for these children to follow Hagrid. Those branches and thorny bushes, Hagrid could easily stride over, as if they were cobwebs. But Lockhart had to cast a spell to separate them, or else the children's robes in the back would get hooked, often too tightly, and then they had to stop and take a few minutes to get the robes out. Untie it, and it will draw a line of cuts and abrasions.

Now that they had reached the depths of the Forbidden Forest, sometimes the only thing people behind in the darkness could see was the huge black shadow of Hagrid in front of them. Any sound can also sound scary in the closed silence, the sound of a branch breaking has a huge echo, and the tiniest rustling, though probably just from an innocent sparrow, can make children nervously search around. the surrounding darkness.

Lockhart also realized that he had never walked so deep into the forest, but fortunately there were no creatures in the forbidden forest that could threaten him. But the children behind were terrified.

"Why can't you see any small animals here?" Hermione grabbed Lockhart's robe and hid under his arm, so frightened that she almost wanted to squeeze herself into Lockhart's robe, "We can light up A wand?"

"Let me have some." Lockhart gently stroked Hermione's shoulder with his right hand, she could feel her shaking, and took the wand in his left hand - "Fluorescent flashes."

A gentle white light emerged from the wand, Lockhart shook his hand, and a cloud of white light flew out from the tip of the wand, illuminating the way forward. Hagrid stopped and turned around, and Lockhart nearly ran into him with his arms around Hermione.

"What's the matter, did I startle something?" Lockhart asked suspiciously.

"No... maybe we can take a break here so I can... explain to you," Hagrid said. "We can't get there, and nothing..."

Lockhart shrugged, indicating that it didn't matter, he had already guessed what was going to happen anyway.

"Okay!" Harry sat down and took out his wand as well: "Fluorescent flashes!" The light made Hagrid's face appear and disappear in the darkness, and he looked nervous and extremely melancholy.

"Yes, um, you see... this thing is..." He took a deep breath, "Well, now, I will be fired right away,"

Hermione looked at Lockhart, then looked at Harry and Ron~lightnovelpub.net~ but the professor has promised you--" Hermione said tentatively, "he'll help you--"

"Umbridge won't give anyone any face this time. He always thought I was the one who put those weird things in her office."

"Then have you?" Harry dragged out.

"No, of course I didn't!" Hagrid said angrily, "That's okay, I had a big fight with her when I was teaching the sixth graders the other day, and I almost wanted to hit her... he Insult my blood!"

"Too much!" Harry and Hermione protested at the same time, but Hagrid just waved his big palm and didn't listen at all.

"This is not the end of the world. Once I leave, I can still help Dumbledore, and I can do something useful for the Order of the Phoenix. And you have other professors. I believe Gilderoy can also tell you about magical creatures. . . . you'll—you'll pass the exam."

"You think too much, I won't help you in class!" Lockhart resisted the urge to roll his eyes, Hagrid really regarded himself as a fan of magical creatures.

"You have to help me," he said hastily when Hermione wanted to pat him on the arm. Then he pulled a huge dirty handkerchief from his vest pocket and wiped his eyes, "Listen, I wouldn't tell you all this, if I hadn't had to... look, if I'm gone... I can't just tell anyone. ...let's go...because I-I need some of you to help me..."

"Of course we'll help you," Harry said immediately. "What do you want us to do?"

Hagrid took a deep breath and patted Harry on the shoulder without saying a word, but his strength was so great that Harry slumped and slammed into the tree next to him.

"Come on, you're always like this!" Lockhart complained dissatisfiedly, reaching out to help Harry up.

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