It took Hagrid a long time to recover from his shock.
"Dumbledore boy indeed..."
Hagrid muttered.
"Uh…it's not that exaggerated. It's just a little technique.”
Blake said modestly.
"If there really is such a technique, why don't you teach me?”
"So that when the rain is about to drown my cabbages.”
"I'll do the same…"
"Uh…forget it."
"I can't use magic again after today.”
"Why can't you use magic?"
"Ahem…I think we should think of a way to get there.”
Obviously, Hagrid didn't want to talk about his expulsion.
"How do you plan to get there?" Blake asked.
He remembered what was written in the original novel.
Hagrid flew straight over.
Therefore, Blake was very curious.
He was so big.
How exactly should he fly over…
"I'm preparing to fly over." said Hagrid as expected.
"Wait for me here first."
"We'll leave together as soon as I get Harry.”
Black asked curiously."Then why don't we go together?”
"Hmm…in fact, it's very difficult for me to fly there myself.”
"If we bring another person…it's very difficult.”
said Hagrid, reaching into his pocket again.
Black thought his pocket must have been secretly enchanted.
Otherwise, how could he stuff so many things in?
Hagrid rummaged for a long time before he pulled a broomstick out of his pocket...
" Uh…" Blake thought of many possibilities.
The only thing she didn't expect was that he flew over with a broom.
However, could this broom really withstand his weight?
"It's a modified broom. It should be able to support me to glide at a low altitude for a certain distance…"
"It won't do if it grows any longer."
"That's why I said I couldn't bring you along.”
Creak... Hagrid was astride his broom.
The broom gave a miserable groan at once.
"Ahem, it's fine. You can go over first. I have my own way to get there."
said Black, smiling.
"Is that so? Don't try to be brave. It's safer for you to stay here and wait for me.”
Hagrid muttered.
Then, he gently stomped on the ground.
"Creak, creak, creak."
The broom made a sickening noise.
He lifted Hagrid off the ground, swaying slightly.
Then, he slowly flew toward the island.
That speed was simply too horrible to look at.
However, it was a good thing.
Overall, they were flying toward the island.
Fortunately, the thunderstorm had been quelled by Blake.
Otherwise…
Hagrid finally landed on the island.
Then, he grabbed the broom.
The broom's tail was shaking...
Hagrid glanced at it and stuffed it back into his pocket helplessly.
Hagrid looked at the dilapidated house on the island.
"Pounce!"
A large bird landed beside Hagrid.
And then, in Hagrid's expression of utter shock.
From a bird, he turned back into Blake.
Blake shook his shoulders.
He was flying a little too fast just now.
Then he saw Hagrid's shocked expression.
"Ding! Shock detected."
"Ding! Congratulations to the Host for obtaining a Silver Treasure Chest!”
"You're an Animagus?"
said Hagrid, looking at Black in shock.
If Black were an Animagus
Then he was the only one Hagrid had ever seen.
The youngest Animagus.
"... what's an Animagus?”
"Your transformation…"
"I don't know. This skill…I suddenly learned it the moment I woke up.”
Blake said.
He was not afraid of his Great Druid skills at all.
He would be exposed to Dumbledore and the others.
Blake didn't need to explain much.
He was a life form born in a laboratory.
He knew some special skills.
Isn't that normal?
Do you know how many variables there are in an ordinary experiment?
Not to mention biological experiments!
……
"Peng peng peng!"
Hagrid was knocking on the door of the shabby log cabin so hard it was about to fall off.
" Who is it?!"
" Who's outside?!"
"I'm warning you!"
"I have a gun!"
Hagrid glanced at Black.
Then, he stretched out his palm.
With a gentle push…
"Kacha! Peng!"
The door fell…
Hagrid led the way and squeezed his way in.
"Can we have a cup of hot tea? It's not easy to make this trip…"
Black followed Hagrid.
He walked into the shabby house.
The scene in the room was similar to what he had imagined.
A short and fat bearded middle-aged man was holding a rifle in his hand.
He was aiming at Hagrid.
A chubby boy and a woman with a sharp chin and long neck were hiding behind him.
Hagrid went straight to the sofa and sat down.
He saw the floor beside him sit up.
The green-eyed boy was looking at him in surprise.
"This is Harry!" said Hagrid, smiling at Black.
"The last time I saw you, you were still a little kid.”
"Oh…you look so much like your father! But her eyes are like your mother's."
Then Hagrid glanced at Black again.
Black had Dumbledore's eyes.
Uncle Vernon shrieked,"I want you out of here now! Sir!"
"This is trespassing!"
"Oh, shut up, you great fool!”said Hagrid angrily.
He was about to snatch the rifle.
The rifle flew up by itself.
Then, it fell into Blake's hands.
And then…
"Creak…"
Blake twisted his wrist.
The gun barrel turned into a twisted shape.
It was as if this gun was made of rubber…
"Ding! Five shocked emotions detected."
"Ding! Congratulations to the Host for obtaining three Bronze Treasure Chests! A Silver Treasure Chest! One Golden Treasure Chest!"
Everyone looked at the boy in shock.
What kind of monster was this!
Spear?
That giant should have raised his spear!
Blake scratched his head and threw the gun aside.
Actually, he was just trying.
He didn't expect his strength to be so great…
"Oh... Black. Your strength is almost comparable to mine!”
said Hagrid...
After that, they followed the original plot.
Hagrid told Harry his story.
Then Hagrid expressed his shock at Harry's complete ignorance.
Finally, he expressed his extreme dissatisfaction with Uncle Vernon's family for keeping Harry in the dark.
Blake did not interrupt the whole time.
He just quietly started a fire to boil tea.
Then he took some of the food he had prepared during the day out of Hagrid's pocket.
He began to roast it.
Blake's craftsmanship…
Even the simplest grilled sausage.
It was also ridiculously fragrant.
Harry's mouth was full of grease as he ate.
As he listened to his own background.
In fact, he had never eaten such delicious sausages before!
Other than his own background and the sorcerer world.
He was also curious about this boy who didn't speak much.
Were all Magi this strong?
Then why was Dudley always rubbing me?
……
Not long after.
Just as Blake was about to fall asleep.
"I will never spend money to let a crazy old man, a big fool, teach him magic!”
Uncle Vernon roared angrily.
Hagrid seized his umbrella angrily!
However, his movements were not as fast as Blake's!
The wand, shining with a silver light, was pulled out with a whoosh.
"Forever! Not allowed! It's me! In front of him! Humiliation! Albus! Dumbledore!"
"Stabbing!"
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