Hagrid was pulled by an irresistible force and before he could figure out what was happening, he lost his balance and fell to the ground.
"Fainted!"
Two red spells suddenly flew over, and the Death Eater who was struggling to get up from the ground was knocked down again.
Sirius and Lupin exchanged glances quickly, then quickly stepped forward to finish off the Death Eaters who had been teleported along with Hagrid by the portkey, making sure they wouldn't become a problem in the short term.
"Hagrid, are you okay?"
Hermione was about to go up to Hagrid and give him a hug, but was stopped by Harry who reached out and grabbed his arm.
"It's all my fault. If I had listened to Albert and left Hogwarts, Grawp wouldn't have died. It's all my fault."
At this moment, Hagrid could no longer listen to anything. He was overwhelmed by deep self-blame and guilt, and his cheeks were soaked with tears.
Grawp's death broke Hagrid's heart.
Regret completely consumed him.
"It's not your fault, Hagrid."
Looking at Hagrid's expression, Harry knew he had to do something.
"It was the Death Eaters' fault. They killed Grawp."
"That's right, it's all the Death Eaters' fault. They killed poor Grawp. They all deserve to die. All Death Eaters deserve to die!"
Hagrid's gaze suddenly fell on the two Death Eaters who were knocked unconscious by Sirius and Lupin. His eyes were gradually filled with violence and hatred. He even ignored the shackles on his hands and pounced on the unconscious Death Eaters like a mad beast.
At that moment, Hagrid was like a bloodthirsty giant. He raised his fist, which was bigger than a bowl or a plate, and rushed towards the two Death Eaters. After a thorough beating, not only were the Death Eaters' faces crooked and their heads flattened, but their chests also collapsed inward.
The whole person was beaten to a bloody mess and he probably won't survive.
"That's enough Hagrid!"
"Oh my God! Someone stop him."
"Knock him out quickly and take him away." said Kings.
"Let Hagrid vent for a while." Sirius shook his head. "His brother is dead. He needs to vent."
"It's too bloody. I'm a little worried that Hagrid might lose control."
Lupin looked at the Death Eater whose bones had been broken and whose head had been torn off, and he had already raised his wand and pointed it at Hagrid.
"Knock Hagrid down first. We'll talk about it after we return to the Order of the Phoenix headquarters." Harry called on other members of the Order of the Phoenix to use a stunning spell to knock Hagrid down.
After Harry's reminder, everyone came back to their senses from the shock, used stunning spells to knock out Hagrid, who had the blood of a giant, and then used Apparition to forcibly drag Hagrid away.
It was obviously unwise for them to continue staying here after they had just escaped from under Voldemort's nose. No one could guarantee how long Albert could hold off Voldemort, and whether that guy would bring people to chase him.
No, Voldemort would definitely do that.
Harry was right to worry.
Not long after, Voldemort and his Death Eaters tracked down.
Looking at the two Death Eaters being brutally killed by the giant, everyone's faces became extremely ugly. They knew that the plan had failed.
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"How was it, was it successful?"
As soon as Albert returned to the Defense Association, he was immediately surrounded by a large group of people, and the chattering of questions kept ringing in his ears.
"Quiet!"
After suppressing all the noise, Albert loudly announced to everyone, "Hagrid has escaped successfully, right under the nose of the You-Know-Who."
Louder cheers suddenly rang out, almost blowing the ceiling of the house off.
People are celebrating this great victory.
They firmly believed that this punch would definitely beat Voldemort, the Death Eaters and the Ministry of Magic into a bloody mess and destroy their prestige.
When people are no longer afraid of the Death Eaters, some people will bravely stand up and resist.
"I'm going to talk about something more important now."
"What's up."
"The You-Know-Who and the Death Eaters are probably going to start creating panic on a large scale again." Albert looked at everyone and warned, "We need to remain silent for the next period of time. Even Hogwarts must stop, so as not to be targeted by the Death Eaters."
After warning everyone, Albert asked Fred to contact the Order of the Phoenix to confirm whether Hagrid had successfully escaped. He himself planned to go back and rest first, and then visit Hagrid at the Order of the Phoenix headquarters tomorrow.
He had been working hard all day and needed a good rest.
"It looks like the plan was successful."
Yin Zebel kissed Albert on the cheek and said, "But you don't seem to be in a hurry to reap the spoils."
"Some things can't be rushed, we need to let things ferment for a while." Albert said meaningfully, "This time, the mysterious man's face has been trampled on. He will definitely be furious and retaliate against everyone who has anything to do with us. I hope that the people in the Order of the Phoenix don't lose their lives because of this."
"Do you think anyone will die because of this?" Yin Zebel asked, smiling and hugging Albert's neck. "If a few more people really die, the people in the Order of the Phoenix will probably be willing to listen to your command."
"I've reminded them." Albert said softly, "To correct something completely, it usually takes painful lessons. I hope this lesson will help Hagrid grow up quickly."
"This price is really heavy." Yin Zebel murmured.
"Yes, it was heartbreaking, but he asked for it. I couldn't help him in time."
After Albert glanced at the contents of the communication bookmark, he fell directly on the bed. He needed to rest.
The arrangements made by the Order of the Phoenix last night were far from enough.
Yin Zebeier pulled the sheets for Albert, leaned over and kissed his cheek, and murmured to himself: "This time, many people will probably die."
"This is a war. There will always be casualties in war. As long as the dead are not people I care about, everything is acceptable." Albert murmured.
He is right.
After failing to stop Harry Potter, the furious Voldemort turned several suspicious guys under the execution platform into objects of venting his anger.
After the dazzling green light suddenly lit up, Voldemort no longer tried to hide himself.
He appeared in front of everyone without any scruples and killed several unlucky guys with his own hands.
This blatant and reckless action was like announcing to everyone that Britain was now controlled by Voldemort.
It wasn't that Voldemort wanted to do that, but he had to do that.
Albert's punch was really too hard.
The Ministry of Magic, the Death Eaters, and the You-Know-Who became laughing stocks, and their carefully prepared plans became even more of a joke.
The original rule, which was not very reliable, was directly shaken.
It is impossible to continue to maintain it.
This forced Voldemort to tear off the last bit of his mask and personally let everyone clearly recall the death and fear that Voldemort had brought.