Chapter 328 The Belated News of Death and Rebirth

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

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

Although they are still busy with each other as usual, and occasionally fight with each other, almost everyone looks at the direction where Maca and others left yesterday from time to time, as if waiting for them 's arrival

"It looks like this..." Hagrid nodded and said, "So, what should we do today? I think this must be considered first, and it's best not to encounter the situation yesterday..."

Madam Maxim was also hesitating, trying to think of a more practical solution, but she couldn't find a good idea that was feasible.

"Actually, few of us understand the thoughts of those giants... Or, probably, no one can really grasp their character..."

Maca also thought a lot last night, and even imagined what might happen today, but no matter how much he thought about it, it would be useless if he broke away from the giant's thinking.

"So, we can only adapt to the situation for a while, and in short, prepare for the worst first—when we get to the giant tribe, remember to stay vigilant at all times," Maca spread his hands, "If something goes wrong, it is inevitable There will be a fight..."

"After all, violence is what Giants love best, isn't it?" he said at the end.

After that, the three of them looked at each other for a while, and then walked into the valley together.

After more than ten minutes...

"Sit down...talk."

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

"Dumbledore, are you still alive?"

Maca and the others just sat down when they were choked by the words of one of the old giants.

"Oh - Dumbledore, living well." Hagrid replied with a look of embarrassment.

"Dumbledore, good!"

Kakus, who was sitting behind the old giant, probably could only say the word "good", but with the old giant as a translator, he would not be "deaf and dumb" after all.

After mentioning Dumbledore, some other giants who could understand a few words of English also turned their attention. It can be seen that these giants still remember Dumbledore's favor very firmly.

Of course, this is the same as fire dragons who always remember the people who raised them, but don't have too many emotional ties. Maca doesn't expect the giants to understand the moral concept of "repay what you have done".

To be honest, it would be pretty good if it could make them feel good about a wizard.

By the way, in the concept of giants, anyone who can live for a long time is very powerful. Because in the giant race, it is commonplace to fight with one's life if there is nothing to do, and the death rate has always been high.

Now that these giants are all gathered together, it is estimated that in a few years, the giant race will be completely extinct in the cannibalism.

"Dumbledore said you should live apart."

This sentence was sent by Dumbledore to Hagrid. Personally, he has always wanted these endangered giants to continue to exist.

But it would obviously be unrealistic to let them fight less, so he asked Hagrid to bring such an unambiguous suggestion.

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

"The place is bigger, there is more food, and it's convenient to sleep." Hagrid stretched out his hands and gestured, "Here, the four mountains are all yours—here, no wizards live here."

When dividing the habitat for the giants, Dumbledore won for them four mountains centered on this large valley at the meeting of the International Federation of Wizards.

In the beginning, there were several times more giants than now, so they lived scatteredly, but now that the number has decreased, they naturally chose to all gather in this relatively more suitable valley for life.

Of course, life is a little more comfortable, but the fights between each other have also increased, so that the number of giants has been decreasing at an accelerated rate over the years.

"It's cold on the mountain!" The old giant pointed to the snow line on the mountain, and explained the reason succinctly.

"fire."

Hearing this, Hagrid pointed to the fire-making tools that were sent just now. Those were very simple magic props, and they could light fire freely even in the ice and snow.

"Old, children, women—in the valley; young, strong—up the hills."

Hagrid came with a mission this time, and of course, Dumbledore didn't expect to persuade them to change much. But even if it's just talking, it can be a topic of conversation, right?

Probably because it was a novelty for a wizard to talk to them, so at first all the tribe members came over to listen to a few words. But due to the giant's nature, it didn't take long to get impatient and run away.

As initially expected, convincing them to change their habits was utterly hopeless. After a few words, the two old giants obviously didn't want to continue talking about the living area.

"You and her, half giants?" The old giant pointed to Hagrid and Madame Maxime respectively.

Hagrid naturally understood what the old giant meant. Although he also didn't want to talk about it, it was obvious that Madam Maxim was even more unwilling.

Adhering to the demeanor of taking care of the lady's mood, Hagrid had no choice but to say: "My mother, Friedwafa."

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

In Hagrid's memory, his mother's appearance had long been blurred.

Will he miss his mother? Maca believes that he will still think about it, even if he never mentions his mother in front of others, even if he may never think that Friedwafa is a good mother.

In fact, this is almost the only place left in the world where there are giants. If you want to say where his mother would be now, it would probably only be here.

"Oh, Friedwafa—" the old giant squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then nodded, "Killed by Alita."

Hagrid thought that when he heard these words, there would be no psychological changes at all. But he was wrong, very wrong.

"Alita?" His hands trembled slightly, and his voice trembled, "Who is Alita? Which one is it?"

The old giant didn't notice Hagrid's excitement at all, but Madame Maxime, who was sitting next to Hagrid, suddenly pursed her lips and stretched out her hand to hold Hagrid's trembling hand.

"Alita is also dead, killed by Bagobalo." The other old giant said naturally, as casually as if he was talking about the goat he ate last night.

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

He was not in the mood to ask who Bagobalo was anymore. God knows if that guy was killed by someone again? In the giant's concept, every giant should die in battle, this is the final destination that the giants pursue.

"Things I've known for a long time... what am I getting excited about?" Hagrid murmured to himself with his eyes tightly closed.

At this moment, Maka, who had been sitting aside and looking around, suddenly felt something in his heart - he saw a figure in the distance.

"Can you tell me about my mother?" Hagrid was silent for a while, then asked.

"What about your mother?" The old giant sat cross-legged on the ground, picking at the clods and said, "When she came back, she was too thin and injured. She couldn't beat others all the time, and she wasn't as good as before..."

In the old giant's intermittent narrative, Hagrid learned about his mother's backwardness when she returned to the giants.

To be honest, before meeting Hagrid's father, Friedwafa was a pretty strong giantess.

In the 1910s, during the outbreak of the First World War in the Muggle world, the giants that were originally scattered into several tribes were almost affected.

In order to control these giants, the wizarding world once sent wizards to drive them away to avoid the Muggle war. And Hagrid's mother, Friedwafa, met Hagrid's father during that special period.

Although not many people know the specific situation, it can be judged from the old giant that Friedwafa was a very "powerful" giant at that time.

"...Later, she and Balon gave birth to a child," the old giant crushed a stone he picked up, and then used the crushed stone to smear the ground for playing. "Another useless dwarf."

Having said that, the old giant casually pointed to the woods on the other side, and he pointed in the direction Maca was paying attention to.

"Glop, unhealthy, useless little man."

When he mentioned the words "useless little dwarf", he also glanced at Hagrid and Madam Maxime, and then grinned disdainfully.

But Hagrid didn't have the time to pay attention to the old giant's contempt. When he heard that his mother had given birth to a child, he suddenly widened his eyes and looked towards the place the old giant pointed.

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

"Rubus!" Madam Maxim pressed Hagrid's hand again, but this time she couldn't hold it down.

Hagrid jumped up suddenly, and ran towards the woods with big strides.

"My brother! Grapp!"

At this moment, Hagrid only had these few words left in his mind. In addition, he probably has no room for other things.

"...Glop."

Maca, who was sitting there, was also looking at the forest. Right there, a small giant who seemed to be a head shorter than the other giants was holding on to a thick tree at the edge of the forest.

And right beside him, another giant was pulling his leg, and that huge fist hit his waist hard, making a muffled sound of "bang bang bang". ) Download Free Reader!!