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

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

Although they were still busy with each other as usual, and occasionally fought with each other, almost all of them glanced in the direction where Maca and the others left yesterday from time to time, as if waiting for their arrival.

"It looks like this...... Hagrid nodded, "So, what exactly are we going to do today?" I guess this has to be thought about first, and it's better not to be in the same situation as yesterday......"

Madame Maxim was also hesitating, trying to think of a more practical solution, but she could not find a good idea that worked.

"In fact, none of us know much about the giants' thoughts...... Or maybe no one can really grasp their kind of personality......"

Maca had thought a lot about it last night, and even imagined what might happen today, but no matter how much he thought about it, if he was out of the giant's mind, it would be in vain.

"So, we'll have to improvise for a while, and prepare for the worst - wait until we get to the Giant Tribe, remember to be vigilant at all times," Maca said, spreading her hands, "If something goes wrong, there will inevitably be a fight......

"After all, giants love nothing more than to solve problems with violence, don't they?" He concluded.

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

More than ten minutes later......

"Sit down...... Speak. ”

When Maca gave the beautiful elf helmet to the giant Gogokakus in her 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 choked on the words of one of the old giants.

"Oh-Dumbledore, good life." Hagrid replied with an embarrassed expression.

"Dumbledore, good!"

Sitting behind the old giant, Kakus probably only said the word "good", but with the old giant acting as his translator, he finally did not become "deaf and dumb".

At the mention of Dumbledore, some of the 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 well.

Of course, in the same way that fire dragons always remember the people who raised them, but they don't have too many emotional bonds, Maca doesn't expect giants to understand the moral concept of "kindness will be rewarded".

To be honest, it's good enough to get them to have a crush on a wizard.

By the way, in the concept of giants, anyone who can live a long time is very powerful. Because in the giant clan, it is common to risk your life to fight if you have nothing to do, and the casualty rate has always been high.

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

"Dumbledore said, you have to live apart."

This sentence was brought by Dumbledore to Hagrid, and personally, he had always wanted these endangered giants to continue to exist.

But it would be unrealistic to let them fight less, and he asked Hagrid to bring such a non-stop suggestion.

"Separated?" The old giant scratched his head and repeated in confusion.

"Bigger place, more food, easy sleep." Hagrid gestured with his hands outstretched, "Here, the four mountains, are yours - here, there are no wizards to live. ”

When the giants were first assigned habitats, Dumbledore won four mountain ranges centered on the Great Valley for them at a meeting of the International Confederation of Wizards.

In the beginning, there were several times more giants than there are now, so they lived relatively scattered, but now that there are fewer of them, they naturally choose to gather all of them in this relatively more suitable valley.

Of course, life is more comfortable, but the number of giants has increased over the years.

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

"Fire."

Hearing this, Hagrid pointed to the fire tools he had just sent, which were very simple magic items that could be used to make fires in the ice and snow.

"The old, the children, the women—in the valley; Young, strong - go up the mountain. ”

Hagrid had come on a mission this time, and of course, Dumbledore didn't expect to convince 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 to have a wizard talking to them, so at first the tribe people came over to listen to a few words. But due to the nature of the giant, it didn't take long for him to run away impatiently.

As initially expected, there was no hope at all for convincing them to change their habits. 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 at Hagrid and Madame Maxime.

Hagrid could understand what the old giant meant, and although he didn't want to talk about it either, it was obvious that Madame Maxim was even more reluctant.

Concerned with the demeanor of taking care of the lady's mood, Hagrid had no choice but to speak, "My mother, Friedwalfa. ”

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 was blurred at all.

Will he miss his mom? Maca thought he would still think about it, even if he never mentioned his mother in front of others, even though he might never have thought of Friedvafa as a good mother.

In fact, this is almost the only place left in the world where there are giants, and if there is any place where his mother will be now, it is probably only here.

"Oh, Friedvafa—" The old giant squinted and thought for a moment, then nodded, "Killed by Arita." ”

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

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

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

"Alita is also dead, killed by Bagobaro." The other old giant said naturally, as casually as if he were talking about the goat he had eaten last night.

When Hagrid heard this, he snapped his eyes shut and took a deep breath.

He wasn't in the mood to ask who Bagbaro was, and God knows if that guy was killed by someone again? In the concept of giants, every giant should die in battle, which is the ultimate destination pursued by giants.

"Something that has been known for a long time...... What am I excited about? Hagrid closed his eyes tightly and muttered to himself.

At this moment, Maca, who had been sitting on the sidelines and looking around at her surroundings, suddenly felt a move in her heart - he saw a figure in the distance.

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

"Your mother's business?" The old giant sat cross-legged on the ground, pulled the clods of soil casually and said, "When she came back, she was too thin and injured, and she couldn't beat others, and she wasn't as powerful as before......"

In the old giant's intermittent and unmatched narrative, Hagrid learns about his mother's backward situation when she returned to the giants.

Truth be told, before she met Hagrid's father, Friedvarfa was a pretty strong giantess.

In the 1910s, when the Muggle World War I broke out, the giants, who had been scattered into several tribes, were almost affected.

In order to control these giants, wizards were sent to drive them away in order to avoid Muggle warfare. Hagrid's mother, Friedwafa, met Hagrid's father at that special time.

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

“…… Later, when she and Baron had children, "the old giant crushed a stone he picked up, and then smeared it on the ground with the crushed stones," and was another useless dwarf. ”

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

"Glopp, unhealthy, useless little man."

At the mention of the phrase "useless little man", he glanced at Hagrid and Madame Maxime in passing, and then grinned disdainfully.

But Hagrid had no time to pay attention to the old giant's contempt, and when he heard that his mother had given birth to a child, his eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the old giant's point.

"Brother! I have a younger brother! Glup? Hagrid's hands began to tremble again, and he could barely suppress the inexplicable emotion in his heart.

"Rubeus!" Madame Maxime pressed Hagrid's hand again, but this time she couldn't.

Hagrid leapt to his feet and strode toward the woods.

"My brother! Glopp! ”

At this moment, Hagrid's mind was left with only these few words. Other than that, I'm afraid he won't have any room for anything else.

“…… Glup. ”

Maka, who was sitting there, was also looking at the woods, where a small giant who looked like he was a head shorter than the other giants, clutching a large thick tree at the edge of the woods.

And right next to him, another giant was tugging at his legs, and the huge fist slammed into his waist one after another, making a muffled "thump" sound.