"It seems that Kakus is still looking forward to our gift ..."

The next morning, the three Maca stood on the ridge and looked down, and at a glance they saw the giants who had woke up from their sleep.

Although they are usually as busy as usual, they occasionally fight each other to fight against each other, but from time to time, almost everyone glances at the direction where Maca and others left yesterday, seemingly waiting for them 's arrival

"It looks like this ..." Hagrid nodded. "So, what are we going to do today? I think we have to think about it first, and it's better not to encounter the situation yesterday ..."

Mrs. Maxim was also thinking, trying to come up with a more practical solution, but could not find a feasible good idea.

"In fact, we don't even know a few of the giants' thoughts ... or, maybe no one can really grasp their personality at all ..."

Maca thought a lot last night, and even imagined what might happen today, but even if he thinks again, if it is out of the giant's mind, it will be useless.

"So, we can only respond to it for a while, and make the worst possible plan anyway-wait for us to be in the Giant Tribe, and remember to be vigilant at all times," Maca spread his hand, "if something goes wrong, it is inevitable There will be fighting ... "

"After all, giants like to use violence to solve problems, don't they?" He said at the end.

After that, the three looked at each other for a while, and then headed for the valley together.

After more than ten minutes ...

"Sit down ... talk."

When Maca gave the beautiful goblin helmet to the giant Gogokakus in his own name, the two old giants finally invited them to sit down and talk.

"Dumbledore, not dead yet?"

As soon as they sat down, Maca, they were choked by the words of one of the old giants.

"Oh—Dumbledore, live well." Hagrid answered embarrassedly.

"Dumbledore, okay!"

Kakus, who was sitting behind the old giant, probably only said the word "good", but he was only interpreted by the old giant. It was not "deaf and dumb".

After mentioning Dumbledore, other giants who could understand a few words of English also turned their attention. It can be seen that the giants of them still remember the grace of Dumbledore very well.

Of course, this is the same as the fire dragon always remembers the people who raised them, but there will not be too many emotional fetters. Maca does not expect the giant to understand the moral concept of "retribution is necessary."

To be honest, it makes them feel good about a wizard.

Incidentally, in the concept of giants, everyone who can live a long time is very powerful. Because in the Giants, it's common to fight for a fight, but the casualties are always high.

Now these giants are all together. It is estimated that in a few years, the giants will be completely killed in cannibalism.

"Dumbledore said, you have to live a little bit apart."

It was Dumbledore who made Hagrid come over. Personally, he always wanted to make these endangered giants continue to exist.

But if they had less fights, it would obviously be unrealistic, so it was he who had given Hagrid such an overwhelming advice.

"Separate?" The old giant scratched his head and repeated it in doubt.

"It's bigger, it's more food, and it's easier to sleep." Hagrid stretched out his hands and gestured. "Here, the four mountains are yours-here, there is no wizard life."

When the giants were divided into habitats, Dumbledore won four mountain ranges centered on the valley at a meeting of the International Federation of Wizards.

At first, the giants were several times more than they are now, so they lived in a relatively scattered way, but now the number has decreased, so they naturally chose to gather in this relatively more suitable valley.

Of course, life is more comfortable, but fighting with each other has increased, so that over the years, the number of giants has been accelerating to decrease.

"On the mountain, it's cold!" The old giant pointed to the snow line on the mountain, saying the reason concisely.

"fire."

Haige heard the words, pointing to the fire-fighting tools just sent. Those were very simple magic items, and they could easily set fire in the snow and ice.

"Old, child, female-in the valley; young, strong-up the mountain."

Hagrid came with a mission this time, and of course, Dumbledore did not expect to persuade them to change much. But even if it ’s just talking, can it be a topic of chat?

Probably because some wizards talked to them very strangely, so the people in the tribe first came together to listen to a few words. But because of the nature of the giant, it didn't take long to run away impatiently.

As initially expected, there was no hope of persuading them to change their habits. After a few words, the two old giants obviously did not want to continue talking about the area of ​​life.

"You and her, half a giant?" The old giant pointed at Hagrid and Madame Maxim, respectively.

Hagrid could naturally understand the meaning of the old giant. Although he did not want to talk about it, it was obvious that Mrs. Maxim was even more reluctant.

In keeping with the demeanor of caring for the mood of the lady, Hagrid had to say, "My mother, Friedwafa."

Hagrid's giant mother and his father gave birth to him that year, but when he was only three years old, his mother abandoned them and left.

In Hagrid's memory, the mother's appearance has long been blurred.

Does he miss his mother? Maca thought that he would still think, even if he never raised his mother in front of others, even if he may never think Friedwapha was a good mother.

In fact, there are almost only giants left in this part of the world. If you say where his mother will be today, most of them will only be here.

"Oh, Friedvarfa—" the old giant squinted for a moment, then nodded, "killed by Alita."

Hagrid thought that when he heard this sentence, there would be no psychological change at all. But he was wrong, so wrong.

"Yalita?" His hands trembled slightly, and his voice was shaking. "Who is Alita? Which one?"

The old giant didn't notice Hagrid's excitement at all, but Madame Maxim, who was sitting beside Hagrid, suddenly pursed her lips and reached out and held Hagrid's shaking hand.

"Yalita died, too, and was killed by Bago Barrow." Another old giant said naturally, as if talking about the goat he had eaten last night.

When Hagrid heard this, he closed his eyes suddenly, and took a deep breath.

He was not in the mood to ask who is Bago Barlow again, and God knows who was killed by that guy again? In the concept of giants, every giant should die in battle, this is the ultimate destination that the giants seek.

"I already knew ... what am I excited about?" Hagrid murmured with closed eyes.

Just then, Maca, who was sitting looking around, suddenly moved his heart-he saw a figure in the distance.

"Can you tell me about my mother's affairs?" Hagrid was silent for a moment, and then spoke.

"Your mother's business?" The old giant sat on the floor and pulled the clods with his hands. "When she came back, she was too thin and injured.

In the intermittent narrative of the old giant, one after another, Hagrid learned about his mother's backward situation when she returned to the giant crowd.

To be honest, Friedapha was a pretty strong giant before he met Hagrid's father.

In the 1910s, during the outbreak of World War I in Muggle World, giants that had been scattered into several tribes were almost affected.

In order to control these giants, the wizarding world sent wizards to drive them away from the Muggle war. Hagrid's mother, Friedwafa, met Hagrid's father at that particular time.

Although the specific situation has not been known by many people, it can be judged in the old giant population ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Frydvarfa at the time was a "powerful" giant.

"... Later, she and Baron gave birth to children," the old giant crushed a stone he picked up, and then used the stone crumbs to paint on the ground. "Another useless dwarf."

Speaking of which, the old giant nodded to the woods on the other side, he was pointing in the direction that Maca was paying attention to.

"Glop, unhealthy, useless little dwarf."

When referring to the phrase "useless little dwarf", he also took a look at Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim, then grinned dismissively.

But Hagrid could hardly ignore the contempt of the old giant. When he heard that his mother had a child, he suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the place where the old giant pointed.

"Brother! I have a brother! Glop?" Hagrid's hands began to tremble again, and he could hardly restrain the inexplicable emotion in his heart.

"Ruber!" Madame Maxim held Hagrid's hand again, but she couldn't hold it this time.

Hagrid suddenly jumped up, striding towards the woods.

"My brother! Glop!"

At this moment, there are only a few words left in Hagrid's mind. In addition, I am afraid he has no room for other things.

"... Glop."

Maca, sitting in the same place, was looking at the woods. There, a small giant who looked shorter than the other giants by a head, was holding a thick tree tightly at the edge of the woods.

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