Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"Hurry, Filch, hurry!" Umbridge screamed as she ran down the stairs. "We have to find a way, otherwise they will fly all over the school! Fall unconscious!"

A burst of red light burst from the tip of her wand, hitting a rocket.

But the rocket did not stop in the air, but exploded violently. It blasted a hole in a painting, in which a sentimental-looking witch escaped just in time to reappear seconds later on a meadow. She squeezed into the next painting, where several wizards were playing cards, and they hurriedly stood up to make room for her.

"Don't use the Stunning Charm on them, Filch!" Umbridge shouted angrily, as if Filch had cast the spell just now.

"You're right, Headmaster!" Filch gasped. In fact, he was a squib. Instead of knocking out the firecrackers, it would be better for him to swallow them. Filch rushed to a nearby cupboard, pulled out a broom, and began swatting the fireworks in midair, but within seconds the broom head caught fire.

Harry had seen enough, he smiled and bent down deeply, running down the corridor towards a door not far away, which he knew was hidden behind a tapestry.

Harry sneaked in quietly and found Fred and George hiding behind the door. The two of them were listening to Umbridge and Filch yelling, trying hard to hold back their laughter, making them tremble.

"It's amazing!" Harry said softly, grinning widely. "It's amazing! You will drive Dr. Flibaba's business out of business!"

"Thanks," George whispered, wiping tears of laughter from his face, "Hey, I hope she tries the Vanishing Charm on them next?? As long as you do that, they'll grow tenfold."

Fireworks continued to burn throughout the afternoon and spread throughout the school.

Although these fireworks, especially the firecrackers, caused a lot of chaos, other teachers didn't seem to care much.

"Oh, my God, my God, my God." Professor McGonagall mocked coldly. At this time, a fire dragon was flying around in her classroom, making loud explosions and spitting out flames. "Miss Brown, may I ask you Can you run and tell the principal that there is a firework that slipped through the net in our classroom?"

As a result, Umbridge spent that afternoon running around the school, dealing with the requests of other teachers.

It was as if no one of these teachers could clear the fireworks in their room without her.

The school bell rang, and they walked towards Gryffindor Tower with their schoolbags in hand. At this time, Harry was very satisfied to see Umbridge, who was disheveled and blackened by fireworks, stumbling with a smile on her face. He walked out of Professor Flitwick's classroom in sweat.

"Thank you very much, Professor!" Professor Flitwick said in a high-pitched voice. "Of course, I can clear these fireworks sticks myself, but I am not sure whether I have this power."

With a smile on his face, he closed the classroom door in front of Umbridge, who had a dirty face.

That night in the Gryffindor common room, Fred and George became heroes, and even Hermione fought her way through the excited crowd to congratulate them.

The fireworks show created by George Weasley and Fred Weasley lasted for a whole week, but Umbridge and her disciplinary team were helpless -

To be precise, Hathaway Romanoff had an idea, but Tiera wouldn't let her take action.

Because the right prank can deepen Umbridge's pain.

It's not the time for Umbridge's mental breakdown yet. The appropriate amount of pain from herself plus Tiera's own patchwork can still barely maintain the stability of Umbridge's mental dimension.

Perhaps because Dumbledore still had power, a week later, when all the fireworks in the castle disappeared on their own, George and Fred Weasley were not punished for it. Umbridge seemed to have completely forgotten about it. Something like that.

Although this incident was very shocking and very popular, it was quickly forgotten by students in fifth grade and above because——

O.W.Ls exams and N.E.W.T exams are coming soon.

To be precise, there were only twenty-three days until the exam, and Harry spent all his spare time reviewing.

When Harry went to bed, he just felt like his mind was filled with what he had learned, and he found that he couldn't sleep at all; and when he fell asleep, most nights, his overstressed brain was so overwhelmed that he couldn't sleep at all. What emerged were silly dreams about exams.

With fourteen days left before the exam, Hagrid approached Harry, Ron and Hermione, hoping that they could come to his hut next to the Forbidden Forest when they had time.

Hagrid looked miserable, his nose was bleeding, both eyes were blue, and he looked sad.

"I'm so grateful to you for doing this, really, really grateful to you, really," Hagrid said as they walked up the steps. He looked around nervously as he walked toward the grass below. "Hopefully she didn't notice us."

"Are you talking about Umbridge?" Harry asked, "She won't. George and Fred have been causing trouble for her recently, but at the same time because of Dumbledore, Umbridge dare not To punish them, George and the others placed a stinky swamp on the third floor right in front of Umbridge’s office the day before yesterday. Now Umbridge and other members of the disciplinary inspection team are busy dealing with the swamp.”

"That's good." Hagrid breathed a sigh of relief.

Hagrid led them into the Forbidden Forest.

"Hagrid, why are you armed?" Harry asked.

"Just in case," Hagrid said, shrugging his broad shoulders.

Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other, but out of trust in Hagrid, they did not continue to ask.

The further they walked into the Forbidden Forest, the more overgrown the weeds on the path became, the denser the trees became, and the light became as dark as dusk.

They were soon farther out, but Harry was not uneasy until Hagrid unexpectedly left the path and began weaving left and right through the trees toward the gloomy center of the Forbidden Forest.

"Hagrid!" Harry said, struggling through the dense tangle of thorns. Hagrid was able to cross them effortlessly.

"Move forward." Hagrid turned around and said, "Come on, Harry? We can't spread out now."

It was very difficult to keep up with Hagrid. When Hagrid passed through the branches and bushes, it was as easy as passing through spider webs, but they caught Harry and Hermione's robes, always tangled them tightly, They had to stop for a few minutes to free themselves. Within a short time, Harry's arms and legs were covered with tiny cuts and scratches. Now that they were deep in the Forbidden Forest, sometimes Harry could only see Hagrid's huge black figure ahead in the gloom. In the shroud of silence, any sound seems to bring danger.

The sound of a twig snapping echoed, and there was a slight rustling of something moving, though that might have been a harmless sparrow, making Harry look carefully in the darkness. , to see if there are any bad guys.

This reminded him that he had never been so deep into the Forbidden Forest without seeing any animals, and their disappearance suddenly gave him an ominous feeling.

"Hagrid, is it okay if we light the wand?" Hermione asked softly.

"Oh, okay, okay." Hagrid turned around and whispered, "Actually -"

He stopped suddenly and turned around.

Hermione bumped right into him and was bounced back.

Ron caught her before she fell to the Forbidden Forest floor.

"Aren't we here yet?" Ron asked.

"It's here..." Hagrid suddenly turned around and said with some embarrassment, "Well... that's it, I... I have it, I have it, I have something that I might want to trouble you with..."

"Hagrid, what are you talking about?" Harry asked in confusion, "What do you mean by troubling us? Your business is my business."

"Uh... did anyone hear anything?" Ron raised his ears in fear and stopped behind Hermione.

"Don't be afraid Ron, don't be afraid, there's no danger." Hagrid said.

"That's right..." Hagrid twisted his fingers nervously, "I have a younger brother..."

The rustling sounds in the forest became thicker and louder.

"What is that? What is that sound?" Ron shouted nervously.

"Hey, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, that's, that's, that's... Klopp..."

A dirty, child-like giant suddenly ran out from behind Hagrid——

This giant was stupid, wearing funny and dirty loose clothes. He was extremely tall, and Hagrid, who was more than three meters tall, could only reach his knees.