Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

After hearing Hagrid's words, Kyle couldn't help but rub his forehead.

There were seventy or eighty giants in total, but only six or seven were persuaded, accounting for only one-tenth.

Moreover, if that's all, forget it. Although the quantity is smaller, it is still there, and it is not a wasted trip.

But even this amount is still an unknown number...

As Hagrid said just now, only if they are unwilling to submit to Gao Gaoma's rule can they join his side.

If that tall horse was really as bloodthirsty and cruel as Hagrid said, how could he tolerate the betrayal of his giants and go outside.

Plus, even if they get away with it, they only "might" join.

For the two conditions, the probability is lower one than the other.

To put it bluntly, Hagrid's trip this time was completely in vain.

Kyle pointed his finger at the table and said thoughtfully: "How is the giant's strength?"

"Very powerful." Hagrid said, "Giants, like fire dragons, can ignore most magic, and they are infinitely powerful and have amazing endurance. When wizards encounter them, they can only wait to die and cannot run away... You ask What is this for?"

"It's nothing, just ask. After all, they will become enemies next. It's always good to know more about them." Kyle said.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked: "Hagrid, are there giants elsewhere?"

"No, they're all there." Hagrid shook his head, his tone a little sad.

"There used to be more than a hundred tribes in the world, but now there are only so many left. The wizards killed some, but most of them died from cannibalism. The giants are not suitable for living together, but in order to survive, they must not be killed by the wizards. Kill, they have to stay together again.

"That's it." Kyle glanced at Hagrid.

He could tell that Hagrid had feelings for the giants... No, it couldn't be said to be feelings, it should be said to be the resonance between blood. After all, Hagrid's mother was a giant, and the connection was destined.

He cared about the tribe of giants. No matter how much he disliked the cruel giants, Hagrid could not be completely indifferent to their situation.

Kyle thought for a while and asked: "You just said that it was because the giant Gogo liked killing that he became a Death Eater, right?"

Hagrid nodded.

The previous giant Gu Ge actually had the idea of ​​​​standing on their side, but who would have thought that at this critical moment, he died and his head was chopped off by Gao Gaoma.

My and Maxim's efforts were also wasted in the blink of an eye.

"The Death Eaters must have planned it for a long time, and then prepared the goblin sword in advance." Kyle paused, and subconsciously lowered his voice: "If...I mean if the giants change to a new Gugo, Will the situation change?"

"Perhaps, but it's difficult." Hagrid said, "Gao Gao Ma is the biggest giant there, more than three feet taller than the other giants. Coupled with the sharp goblin sword, there is no giant anymore. His opponent."

"You can't do it either?" Kyle asked.

"No." Hagrid said seriously, "The biggest reason why giants hate wizards is that wizards will use magic on them. If I kill a giant with magic, they will immediately stand against us.

"Even when the Death Eaters wanted to recruit them, they only provided weapons to Gao Gaoma, instead of directly helping him kill the previous Gu Ge. It's the same reason."

The room fell silent again, save for the crackling of the fire in the fireplace.

"What if it's a magical animal?" Kyle's voice sounded a little erratic, "such as a lost fire dragon...or some other more deadly animal."

"This is even more impossible." Hagrid waved his hand and said: "There are at least more than seventy giants there, and no magical animals are willing to provoke them, not even the fire dragon."

The copper kettle on the stove whined.

"Okay, Kyle, this is nothing you should worry about." Hagrid picked up the copper kettle and poured boiling water into two bucket-shaped cups.

"Tell me about the situation at Hogwarts. I don't know what happened during this time... How is Harry..."

"Although I don't want you to worry..." Kyle sighed, "but his recent situation is not good. He encountered a dementor during the holiday."

"Dementors! How is this possible? It can't be true!" Hagrid's voice suddenly rose in pitch.

"It's true." Kyle said, "Dementors attacked Little Whinging, but don't worry, Harry is fine. He used the Patronus Charm to drive away those guys. But it was also because of this that he was interrogated by magic. The reason is for using magic in front of Muggles."

"How could they do this!" Hagrid said angrily, "Harry was trying to save his life. What's wrong with him?"

"Don't worry, with Professor Dumbledore's help, Harry is fine." Kyle said.

"Now he's in trouble with Umbridge."

"Who is Umbridge?"

"Someone from the Ministry of Magic, she..."

Just as he was talking, Kyle suddenly stopped and said loudly in Hagrid's puzzled eyes: "If you continue to be stubborn, Harry's situation will only get worse. Choosing the Ministry of Magic is the right path."

"Kyle, what are you talking about..."

His words were drowned out by a sudden knock on the door.

Hagrid looked toward the window next to the door, and saw a squat figure swinging on the thin curtains.

Kyle shook his head and signaled Hagrid to stop talking and open the door.

Although Hagrid didn't understand, he still did as he was told. He used his foot to push Fang aside who was grabbing the door, and opened the door.

Umbridge stood at the door, wearing a pink fur cloak and a hat with earmuffs that must have been the same color.

She was not even half as tall as Hagrid, and she could only see Hagrid's face by leaning back.

"So," her voice was loud and slow, "you are Hagrid, right?"

Before Hagrid could answer, she walked into the room.

"Ah, Kyle." She said in surprise, "No wonder the voice in the room felt a bit familiar just now. It turns out you are here too."

"Yes, Professor Umbridge." Kyle said, "I have a good relationship with Hagrid, and I don't want to see him go astray."

"A wise choice." Umbridge smiled broadly, although her laughter made Hagrid uncomfortable.

"Well... I don't want to be rude." Hagrid looked at her, "But who are you anyway."

"My name is Dolores Umbridge."

"Are you that Umbridge?" Hagrid glanced at Kyle subconsciously.

Kyle's behavior just now was so strange. Is it because of this person?

Hagrid was thinking to himself, but didn't show it on the surface.

"But I remember you're not from the Ministry of Magic? I've seen you, next to Fudge."

"Yes, I am the senior deputy minister responsible to the minister." Umbridge said, "I am also the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor and the senior inquisitor of Hogwarts."

"Then you are very brave." Hagrid seemed not to have heard the second half of her words at all, "Not many people are willing to teach you this now... How about a cup of tea."

He poured another glass of water and grabbed a handful of tea leaves.

Umbridge looked at the chipped cup, her eyebrows knitted together.

"No need." She tried hard to hide the disgust in her tone.

"I'm here to tell you... As a senior investigator, I have a necessary task, which is to investigate the teaching of other professors."

"You want to investigate us?"

"Yes, the minister is determined to weed out unqualified professors."

Not sure if it was because of Kyle being here, Umbridge didn't say much, she just walked around the room and prepared to leave.

"We will meet again soon." Umbridge stood on the steps outside the door and turned back and said: "Hagrid, I hope you can make the right choice then."