The god of flesh and blood magic at Hogwarts!

"What's wrong with you three? Why are you here?" Dumbledore asked.

Thorne rolled his eyes at this scene. It was impossible for Dumbledore to be hidden from the invisibility cloak that he could see through. Now he was pretending to ask............

"We...we are good friends with Hagrid and are here as guests." Harry stuttered.

"......Gryffindor deducts 50 points." Dumbledore looked at the three people for a while and said dimly.

"Of course, Professor."

The faces of the three people fell in an instant, and then returned to Hogwarts Castle at Dumbledore's signal.

"Then we will take Hagrid away..." After Fudge finished speaking, Thorne's face suddenly became much brighter.

"Of course, if you find out the truth in the end and can prove that Hagrid is not the murderer, we will also take him out of Azkaban again."

"......." Thorne's face fell in an instant.

Not long after, everyone returned to Dumbledore's office again. Fudge, Kingsley and Hagrid left through the fireplace, leaving only Thorne and Dumbledore.

"Eh........." Dumbledore took off his glasses and wiped them carefully with a velvet cloth, sighing uncontrollably.

"Don't give me that. If you really like Hagrid, you can go to rob Azkaban. If you don't, you can jump from here and I won't shed a tear." Thorne rolled his eyes at Dumbledore.

"Why do you have such a big prejudice against him?" Dumbledore took his glasses back and finally asked.

"Because he really wanted to kill me! I still remember the murderous intent in the Forbidden Forest! He wanted to murder a wizard just for a few beasts!"

"I'm a wizard! He wanted to kill me for the beasts! He wanted to kill me. If I were an ordinary little wizard, I might have died!"

"Otherwise, why do you say he is a giant? In the final analysis, he is just a magical animal with a little intelligence, but not much. Hehe... He treats magical animals as his own kind, but I don't know whether he treats wizards as his own kind."

Thorne suddenly stood up from his chair and roared at Dumbledore.

"........You are.....What's wrong with you? Why?" Dumbledore stood up in surprise, and looked at Thorne like this and touched his head with some worry. After a long time, he still had no clue.

"I...I'm a little excited. I'll go back to sleep first." Thorne shook his head and was about to leave.

"You are not in a good mood, rest here for a night."

"No need." Thorne shook his head and walked out of the principal's office, and saw Professor McGonagall and the Gryffindor trio who were eavesdropping. Thorne was not in a good mood looking at them, and walked over with a sour face.

"Is he okay?" Hermione said worriedly.

"I don't know, anyway, I was a little scared when he just yelled to Dumbledore." Professor McGonagall shook her head.

"......I'll go and see!" Hermione chased after him.

Thorne walked alone on the way back to the dormitory. It was late, because Hannah Abbott was petrified again, so the corridor was very empty, and Dumbledore and himself had just quarreled about Hagrid, although it should be considered as his unilateral output.

Helped him embed the Cetus into the tree, and it should have been cold for a while now, although Fudge and Kingsley would not offend the young self because of a dead body and a family that was already on the decline.

But his son Settle Settles will probably come to trouble me tomorrow morning when he knows his father is dead... I hope he will hurry up, and I can kill this potential enemy as soon as possible...

And the most important thing... The most important thing is that I was dragged out of bed by that bastard Draco early in the morning. I didn't put on my shoes and only wore pajamas, but I still stayed with Dumbledore all day.

The Gryffindor trio, they seem to have no brains.

"Grass!" Thorne clenched his fist and gave a set of Thorne three punches to the armor closest to him. For a moment, he felt his fist was cold and his eyes were hot, as if all the bad luck in his life was concentrated in this short day.

"Thorne?" A voice suddenly came from behind, like Hermione.

Thorne looked back and walked forward without paying attention.

"Your hand is bleeding." Hermione continued.

Thorne raised his hand and took a look. The wound healed quickly in an instant, and he wiped the remaining blood on the wizard robe.

"No more."

"You cried... I saw it clearly." Hermione continued."Something got into my eyes." Thorne wiped it with his hand, but unlike the blood on his hand, the more he wiped the blood, the less it appeared, while the more he wiped the tears, the more he wiped.

"I think you're pretty strong... Did all the bad luck come at the same time? Tell me about it." Hermione kept following behind and talking.

"Granger, has anyone ever told you that you're actually pretty annoying?" Thorne felt that he was seen through by Hermione, and immediately wiped the remaining tears off his face, still with that cold and pale little face, intending to turn around and criticize Hermione, asking her not to follow him.

However, it was not quite consistent with what he expected. Hermione ignored the sharp thorns in his words, nor did she pay attention to the deliberately unfamiliar name of Granger, but took a few quick steps and gave him a warm hug.

"I'm sorry... Today I didn't consider your feelings, and followed them to make trouble and let you save Hagrid."

"Why are you sorry for me? There's nothing between us." Thorne still had a cold face, not forgetting the purpose of his language to criticize Hermione, but the aggressiveness unconsciously decreased a lot.

"Yeah, yeah... It's okay, don't cry." Hermione nodded her little head on Thorne's chest and said softly.

"Don't act like you're my mother, let go!" Thorne was uncomfortable being hugged by Hermione and couldn't help struggling.

"Have you forgiven me?" Hermione looked up and asked.

"Yeah, yeah, I forgive you, let go." Thorne nodded speechlessly.

"Then call me Hermione, it's strange to call Granger." Hermione said with bright eyes.

"...Hermione." Thorne sighed.

"That's good. If you have unhappy things in the future, it's best to vent them on the spot, don't keep them in your heart, otherwise they will suddenly explode in a corner without anyone like today." Hermione showed a sunny smile and preached.

"... Yeah, you too, it's not quiet during this period, it's dangerous to run out alone." Thorne also said.

"It's not dangerous with you here." Hermione shook her head.

"........That's not necessarily true." Thorne covered Hermione's eyes while looking at the huge snake that came out from nowhere.......

"I don't know where its head is, anyway...don't open your eyes." Thorne whispered to Hermione.