Vol 2 Chapter 825: Giants

Since Fanlin brought a lingering shadow to the giant tribe, the giant tribe also responded quickly, and by the next day, the position of the giant tribe moved at least one hill.
In the words of the giant Luke, those giants refused to approach the water source.
However, it is only a matter of time. If no new lake is found, these giants will return to this land within a month.
According to the map, it seems that this water source can meet the needs of giants.
But this is not in the wizard's consideration, as long as the giant agrees to cooperate, everything becomes very happy.
Gu Ge almost agreed to all Fanlin's requirements, not participating in the war, and then restraining the giants under him, everything seemed to be very friendly.
"So, because of your deterrence, Gu Ge is going to give you his daughter?" Noting Fanlin's embarrassed expression, Sirius waved his hand. "Hey, listen, I think Hermione will Agree, you can imagine that a giant as a slave can do a lot of things for you, but you are still young..."
"I'd rather be so young, Sirius. Don't think I don't know what you are playing. After discovering that you can't beat me, you start to disgust me with various methods."
"How can this be called nausea?" Sirius said strangely.
Fanlin couldn't help but flashed past Gu Ge's daughter. It was a green-skinned giantess, twenty-one feet, um...More Fanlin didn't want to think about it at all. Now, how cute is Dobby?
Can do housework, know magic, can run errands, and most importantly, Dobby is more pleasing to the eye than the giantess.
His daughter did not inherit Gu Ge's mind at all, just like the giants outside, with a dementia look.
Fanlin couldn't wait to use his magic wand to knock the giantess in the head.
It is hard to imagine how this giantess expressed her respect and admiration.
Wait a minute, love?
Fan Lin was going crazy just thinking about this question.
"Sirius, if you dare to speak up when you go back, I promise you won't have a good life."
"Will there be a good life?" Sirius. "Sorry, I don't understand. Do you think Hermione can understand the meaning of your sentence?"
"Oh, of course, she would think you were talking nonsense." Fanlin said, "and, I don't think I would let you go so easily."
"You two, can't you argue every day?" Hagrid said speechlessly, "Sirius, you should let a little Fanlin, he is still..."
"Child?" Sirius said, "a child who killed giants in seconds, right." Sirius arched Gong Fanlin's shoulders, which made Fanlin a little...
"We are going to solve the giant's problem, not to listen to you chatting here, Sirius." Fanlin said loudly, "You should prioritize things."
"Or, do you think those giants can refuse?" Sirius asked back. "Also, the Death Eaters were all blocked by us, but it was really unexpected, the old Walton McNeill. The guy came here too. But it’s normal to think about it. He was the executioner of the Fantastic Beast Management and Control Committee at the Ministry of Magic. He has been dealing with Fantastic Beasts, and I remember that Buckbeak’s executioner was him.
"Don't mention that guy, he is a cold-blooded executioner, he still has his family, which is reasonable, if he is not on Voldemort's side, there really is a problem."
"By the way, I don't know if you don't tell me." Fanlin said, "What the is going on?"
"Trans made an appointment to meet with the Death Eaters, just three days after you killed Trans, but Trans died, naturally it is impossible to meet him at the agreed place, so they touched the giant tribe. Inside, Hagrid happened to be with his mother at the time. The guy McNeil came from the forest on the side of Hagrid's mother, and was opposite to our direction." Sirius said.
"and then?"
"Hagrid recognized him. It's a pity that Hagrid's magic power is not very strong, and you couldn't act at the time, and Mrs. Maxim and I were in Gugo."
Fanlin nodded. After the duel, he really couldn't act for a long time. His body was too weak. He had been raised in a village near the giant tribe for at least half a month.
"So, does Voldemort know about it?"
"I must know." Sirius said, "I don't know how he will react. You know, the last time I brought a group of people to ruin his countless plans."
"I don't think you played a key role, Sirius." Fanlin shot back, "Furthermore, you beat me as a hero from behind."
"How can this be a blow to me, I'm seeking welfare for you."
"Oh, very good, then you can accept Gu Ge's daughter at today's dinner. Anyway, you don't have a spouse now..."
When talking about Harry, Harry didn't seem to have changed much.
Harry found that as the holidays approached, he missed Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry more and more.
He can hardly wait to see Hagrid again, to play Quidditch balls, or even to Professor Sputlaw's greenhouse, to wander in the small vegetable plot.
Being able to leave this dirty, moldy house is nothing short of hospitality. Half of the cabinets here are still locked, and whenever you pass by, Kreacher will jump out of the shadows and panting and yelling, but Harry was still careful not to say anything, lest it spread to Sirius... It should be said that it spread to Mrs. Weasley's ears, and now the person in charge of this house is Mrs. Weasley.
In fact, living in the headquarters of the anti-Voldemort movement is not as fun or exciting as Harry expected before he came.
Although a large number of Phoenix orders members come and go regularly, sometimes staying for dinner, sometimes only for a few minutes of quiet talks, Mrs. Weasley is sure that Harry and the others are well isolated, and it seems Even the other members of the Order of the Phoenix, no one thought Harry should have known more than the night he arrived.
In the latter days of the holiday, when Ron entered the bedroom with an envelope, Harry was completely cleaning the closet, and the owl dung left by Hedwig.
"The textbook list is here," Harry was standing on a chair, and Ron threw a letter to him. "It's time, I thought they forgot ~EbookFREE.me~ Normally the book list It will be sent earlier than this time."
Harry put the last piece of feces into a garbage bag and threw the garbage bag over Ron's head into a wastebasket on the corner. The wastebasket swallowed the garbage bag and hiccuped loudly.
Harry then opened the letter.
This letter contains two pieces of parchment paper: one is a general reminder that the new semester will start on September, and the other is to inform him which books he will need in the next school year.
"There are only two new books," Harry said as he read the list, "Miranda Gosak's standard spell level 5, and Wilbert Slinkhard's defense magic theory."
With a bang, Fred and George appeared on Harry's right side out of thin air. Harry had become accustomed to such actions by them, and he had not even fallen off his chair.
"We were still wondering just now, who ordered the purchase of Slinkhard's book." Fred said.
"Because it means Dumbledore has found a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher," George said.
"And it's time," Fred said.
"What do you mean?" Harry said, jumping from beside them.
"It's like this. A few weeks ago we eavesdropped on the conversation between Dad and Mom," Fred told Harry, "and from their conversation we learned that Dumbledore was looking for someone to take over this year. I ran into real trouble in class."
"It's no surprise, you see what happened to the first four teachers?" George said. "One was fired, one died, one lost his memory, and the other was kept in a box for nine months..."
Harry split his fingers and said, "Yes, I understand what you mean."
"What do you think, Ron?" Fred asked.