When the giants arrived at Durmstrang, the sky was quiet, the mountains were covered with clouds and mist, and the morning sun was still blocked behind the clouds, and Ning An felt even more tired from the overnight journey, and he sat on the shoulders of the giant's leader, Kakus, which he had found a comfortable position after walking half the way, Hermione was reluctant to sit on it, she preferred to walk on the ground, according to her, "It's disrespectful to the giants."

Ning An tilted his head and looked at Kakus, he opened his mouth, looked at the vast forest and smirked, he couldn't see any dissatisfaction, the big forest and mountains outside Durmstrang were connected together, since he stepped into the forest, Kakus's mouth had not been closed, especially after Ning An leaned on his ear and told him that he was the owner of this land and would allow them to live in this forest in the future, Kakus was so happy that his face turned red.

The tree guards poked their heads out from behind the giant tree they lived in, and the giant's footsteps made the earth tremble, alarming countless magical creatures, Ning An stared at the spiders and little goblins hidden in the grass, and did not know what changes the giants would bring to the ecology of this forest.

"Master, here we are-" On the field in front of the castle, the grass was green, Ning An jumped down from Kakus's shoulder, the giant leader hurriedly and carefully caught him with his palm, and then slowly put it on the ground, Ning An patted his body, the robe was not stained with any dust, in fact, he rarely walked on the ground this way, but the overnight rush still made him very tired.

"Alright, you can go," he said, waving his hand at Kakus, pointing to the forest of towering trees behind them, "you will live here from now on, and I will find someone to inform you of anything, and you will send someone to report to me regularly." ”

Lazily instructed, Ning An now just wants to go back to his spacious bedroom and sleep well in the velvet bed/shang.

"Destiny - master." Kakus was not fluent in English at all, and stammering the word master was the result of Ning An's hard work along the way, and as for the strange tone, he didn't bother to correct it.

The life of the giants naturally can't be ended so hastily, although Ning An and Kakus said so, but secretly they will still send people to monitor them, although the number of these giants is less than half, and the people taken away by Kakus are all from his own faction, but it is difficult to guarantee that one day they will fight again, Ning An feels that he can write a report on the ecological investigation of the giants, as his regretful graduation thesis.

"Ah, wait a minute—" Kakus and his men turned around and were about to burrow into the forest, when Ning An suddenly shouted, and Kakus hurriedly turned around, and tried to bend down again, he was too big, too clumsy, and Ning An didn't want to wait for him to finish a whole set.

"No, no, I just want someone," the Sami youth translated to Kakus, who remained in a half-crouching position, with small ugly eyes, and looked at the young man earnestly, making his shoulders tremble, and anyone who was stared at by a giant more than twenty feet tall would be unconsciously frightened.

"You don't know, I have a big /pian hunting ground here, and I just need a guard—" Ning An yawned as she said to Kakus, and Hermione came to him, she didn't look as sleepy as Ning An, Ning An even suspected that she had cast a sobriety spell on herself.

"I'm going to pick a clever one from you to guard the hunting ground for me, and I can also deliver messages, send letters, or something."

Ning An's eyes flashed with a sharp light that Kakus had never noticed, saying that it was the hunting ground guard, but it was just the next Gugo successor that Ning An planned to cultivate, Kakus was a traditional wild giant after all, maybe now he was shocked by his own magic, so he obeyed, but when he returned to the mountains and forests, maybe he would not return to his true nature.

Whether he is a tall horse or a tall horse, in Ning An's plan, sooner or later he will be "replaced", and the successor is of course cultivated by himself, taught by Ning An, accepting his thoughts, and his loyalty will obviously be much higher than that of Kakus and others.

"Well, that's it—" Ning An raised his eyes and saw a guy who was shorter than an ordinary giant, only a dozen feet tall, like a giant child.

Kakus understood Ning'an's words, and he turned around, his face gone, and he roared like an angry ape, "Gwom—" He yelled at Ning'an's unintelligible words, and then the dwarf giant turned around in a cowing manner and walked timidly over to Kakus.

"Lord...... Host...... People ......" Kakus struggled to pronounce what he wanted to say in English, but Ning An raised his hand to stop it, and motioned for the Sami translator to step forward

"Okay, you just speak the language of giants, tell him that you must be obedient in the future, and if you don't obey, you will kill him." Stretching out his finger and pointing at the giant, which was two or three sizes smaller than Kakus, Ning An said lazily.

After listening to the Sami translation, Kakus nodded hurriedly, but his way of conveying was more rude, he raised his hand and smashed the short giant's cheek twice, and the giant more than ten feet tall fell to the ground with a bang, Hermione had an angry look on her face, as if she was very disdainful of Kakus's bullying, she reached into her arms and wanted to take out her wand, but Ning An reached out and held it down.

"Ahem-" Ning An coughed, Kakus stopped, he was amazingly smart in this regard, and quickly understood what Ning An meant, grabbed the dwarf giant's neck and roared a few times, and then slowly let go, the short giant got up and walked cautiously towards Ning An, his eyes were full of fear.

"Alright, let's go-" Ning An finally waved his hand, "Oh yes, what's his name?" He pointed to the short giant.

"Gwom—" Kakus spat out a slurred passage, and Ning An simply looked directly at the Sami translator.

"He said his name was Glopp, Mr. Headmaster."

"Well, Glop," Ning An nodded, looked at Glop, who was standing beside him, looking a little confused, and beckoned, but Glop was obviously not as smart and cunning as Kakus, and couldn't understand what Ning An meant, he was still looking around in fear, trying to keep up with the other giants burrowing into the jungle, but he realized what Gu Ge had just ordered, and didn't dare to move, and turned his gaze to Ning An with trembling.

Shaking his head, Ning An temporarily gave up the idea of communicating with him, and nodded at the Sami people left and right, "Let's send him to the hunting ground first." ”

Then looking at Glopp, this giant, although only a dozen feet, was still much taller than the wizards, Ning An raised his head and shouted to him:

"Glopp, you go with them, this way—go there, and you'll live there—" The giant finally understood what he meant, and began to walk slowly towards the hunting ground outside the castle.

"Come here, what's your name?" Ning An beckoned to the Sami youth who was acting as an interpreter along the way, and asked him with interest.

The young man was very excited, standing in front of Ning An and rubbing his hands nervously, but not timidly

"Sgard, sir, my name is Sgard."

"Very good Sgard, are you going to come to Durmstrang next semester to study magic?"

The young man named Sgard, hearing Ning An's words, almost froze, Durmstrang gave the Sami people a limited number of school places, and the patriarch and other decision-makers were inclined to train those school-age children who had just entered the first grade, after all, they were the real future, so a young man of Sgard's age basically had no chance to learn magic.

"No, Headmaster...... Sir, my job is to train your dragon...... and reindeer...... Number of places to attend school...... No ...... me."

"That's ......" Ning An showed a clear look, chuckled, and asked him, "Then do you want to come to Durmstrang to study magic?" ”

"When...... Of course I do...... Mr. Principal! Sgard subconsciously straightened up, his eyes radiating a light of surprise.

"That's good, it's just that I need you to complete another task in your spare time," Ning An nodded in the direction of Glopp's departure, "I want you to teach that big guy to speak English, can you do it, won't you be afraid?" ”

"No problem, Mr. Headmaster!" Sgard immediately agreed, "He is much more tame than the fire dragon." ”

"I'll leave it to you." Ning An patted Sgard's shoulder, the young man was a little taller than Ning An, yawned, Ning An turned around and walked towards Durmstrang's old castle.

"The combat power of these giants may not be good-" Ning An sighed with his hands behind his head, "If there are armor and weapons made by goblins, then-"

"The elven instruments are all precious," Hermione looked at Ning An helplessly, "and they already hate wizards enough, let alone make tools for giants, and besides, you know the values of the elves, so-"

Ning An shrugged his shoulders and shook his head as he stepped across the lawn and walked towards the castle: "No one can understand what those guys' little heads are thinking, the owner of the thing?" These guys are always so shrewd when it comes to ownership. ”

"The rightful owner of anything is its maker, not the buyer," Hermione agreed, and on this issue, she was just as incomprehensible as Ning'an could understand the elves' thinking

"So everything that the goblins make, in their eyes, rightfully belongs to them, and we just pay to rent it, so I've always felt that this is the reason for the goblin rebellion in 1612, Godric? Gryffindor stole their king's sword! ”

Hermione had a confident look on her face, Ning An may be better than him in many ways, but only in the history of magic, she can remember that she helped him with tutoring in the first place, so that Ning An passed the exam successfully.

"Actually, there are many reasons for this, but the Ministry of Magic is also important for prohibiting all magical creatures other than wizards from holding wands—"

Ning An listened to Hermione begin to list lengthy arguments and arguments, and slightly regretted opening such a topic, the sky was dark, not cold, compared to the mountain snow valley where the giants lived, the temperature of Durmstrang in summer was already pleasant.

Hermione's nagging became a lullaby, and Ning An felt as if she could close her eyes and fall asleep in the next second.

"Ah, Mr. Headmaster, you're back—" Outside the castle, in front of the tall oak door, Zancas was waiting here for some time, and Ning An opened his eyes half-wide, thanking Zancas for freeing herself from the discussion just now, because Hermione had stopped continuing her statement about what caused the goblin rebellion, the "thesis".

"You're back, how's it going, you've had a good trip, right?"

Ning An stepped on the steps, Zancas took the deer cart naturally much faster than they returned, unlike Ning An, in order to avoid the sight of the Muggles along the way, he had to choose a remote mountain road to walk, or helplessly bumped into the Muggle climbers, in order not to attract more attention, hastily used the Amnesia Charm to erase the memory, the only thing to be thankful for may be the laziness of the Norwegian Ministry of Magic.

No one cared about them at all, as if no one had noticed that more than thirty giants had made a large-scale long-distance migration.

"It's going well, Miss Fleur is placed in the girls' dormitory on the third floor, I don't think he should be awake yet."

Zancas replied respectfully, and at this moment a dark figure taller than him stepped out of the door, "I heard that Ning An is back——? ”

Karkaroff looked at Ning An standing at the door in astonishment, his expression seemed to slap himself, he probably thought that only Zankas standing at the door would call Ning An's name like this.

Ning An glanced at Karkaroff, this guy was always a little unbalanced about taking his position as headmaster.

"You're back—"

Hermione looked very uncomfortable watching Karkaroff's face change faster than lightning in a shower, she hadn't noticed this former Headmaster of Durmstrang last year, he was very big in front of Hogwarts teachers and students.

"Hmm," Ning An replied nonchalantly, and walked inside, Karkaroff hurriedly following him

"A lot of letters have come in the past two days, waiting for you to open them."

"Oh? Where did it all come from? Ning An's feet didn't stop, it was time to have breakfast in the lobby, but because everyone was taken out by Ning An, it was empty at the moment, there was a glass of half-drunk white wine on the long table, and under the transparent goblet, there was a half-read Daily Prophet.

Fresh salmon fillet and tonkatsu and seasonal vegetables filled the small plates, and Karkaroff smiled awkwardly, he was the only one to dine here this morning.

"There's a letter from the British Ministry of Magic, from the Norwegian Ministry of Magic, from Germany...... By the way, there are a few more letters that have recently been sent from England, and a letter from France, but signed to Delacour. ”

Fleur has been here for a few days, and Karkaroff certainly knows one of the Triwizard Tournament champions.

Ning An nodded silently, most of the letters from the British Ministry of Magic were to inform him of the time to inquire, as for the Norwegian Ministry of Magic, it is estimated that it will not be a big deal, Germany will send letters every three days to inform him of the local situation, and most of the other letters are insignificant, in fact, what Ning An wants to see most now is that the letter sent by Crouch tells him about the situation of the giants in the Alpine Snow Valley.