HP Magic Biography

Fan Lin's original tenderness brought by hugging Hermione tightly disappeared completely.

The rose garden was still so warm, and the stars in the sky released their brightness unreservedly.

Yes, not a single cloud.

The night sky above is bewitched for any length of time, a year or two.

As long as the magic power does not dissipate, the night sky here will always be like this, unchanged from time immemorial!

However, these things are far from the shock that Hagrid's brain brought to Fan Lin.

This is not courtship at all, this is death...

Hagrid was so stupid that his head seemed to be stuffed with rock cakes that Hagrid made himself.

Such an important matter was said so brazenly here.

No one can guarantee how many people are around and how many people can hear it.

Just when Hermione and Fan Lin were hiding, Fleur and Davis were walking this way, maybe the two of them would hear it.

One thing is certain, Fan Lin naturally has no doubts about the giant's voice, even though Hagrid has deliberately lowered his voice.

Maybe everyone heard it, Hagrid was too careless, he didn't even hear the sound of Fan Lin and Hermione falling to the ground.

Perhaps, tomorrow, the news will spread throughout the school.

There is no doubt that this will be a relay ball explosion news.

For a half-blood giant to teach at Hogwarts, that's a big deal.

It didn't matter that Hagrid was doing anything wrong. As soon as this news was announced, the difficulty for Dumbledore to keep him immediately increased several levels.

Half-blood giants are not taboo, but half-blood giants are indeed a category absolutely excluded by wizards.

Fan Lin knew the identities of the two of them early on.

Madam Maxim and Hagrid, it can be said that in the entire magic world, they are the only ones who can be active in front of everyone.

Hagrid was protected by Dumbledore, and Mrs. Maxime was good enough.

Most importantly, this can be put off by some kind of jinx.

As Madame Maxime said, she's just big-boned.

Although this kind of reason is very nonsense, as far as Fan Lin knows, he can find no less than ten ways to make a person look like Mrs. Maxime or Hagrid.

However, even so, such an identity cannot be regarded as a spoken fact at all.

Fan Lin didn't know what reason Mrs. Maxim had found to make everyone accept this fact, but at least Maxim was a very good female headmistress to the outside world.

And Hagrid, Hagrid is nothing, and he doesn't talk through his brain. 【】

Even Harry here can realize that Hagrid's words are inappropriate.

That is a giant, an ugly and dirty representative, like a mountain monster.

To be honest, Fan Lin had a bad impression of these creatures.

He had read some giant war materials, cruel, bloody, and irrational.

Fan Lin wondered if their huge heads were all filled with muscles.

The giants should be thankful that God gave a race a strong enough body, otherwise, the simple social structure without progress would be enough to destroy them several times.

In fact, giants are the oldest race in mythology. All the gods have the blood of giants. They have low IQs, but they are loyal. They are lumbering, but powerful.

Their population is small, but they can count as ten.

They are giants. The tall physique and tough movements give trust to comrades and terrorize enemies. They are the best fighters. They believe that strength can solve everything. In their eyes, there is no enemy that cannot be defeated.

There is no wall that cannot be destroyed. In their dictionary, there is no retreat, no hopelessness, no depression, not because they think they are optimistic, but because they are born with strong strength. What they like most is the enemy's city walls, because these walls are a headache for other races to break through, and their bodies themselves are weapons, making the strong city walls weak in the eyes.

Of course, such a giant family has been wiped out in the long river of history.

Fan Lin had to imagine the glorious civilization of giants countless times, which was the era of Iduen.

And now the giants have long since lost the glory of their ancestors.

Poor level of magic, and a brain degenerated to the extreme.

This may be due to the suppression of the entire world, but this cannot conceal the terribleness of the giant race today.

The most important point is that during the last war in the wizarding world, the giant race had been included in the category of dark creatures, and they obeyed Voldemort.

That's why they're really under attack.

Hermione also looked very shocked, and Fan Lin could clearly feel the girl's body becoming stiff in his arms.

The girl's eyes widened in disbelief.

To be precise, panicked.

She unconsciously turned her head back, the news that Hagrid was a half-blood giant was really shocking.

Neither of the two of them spoke, but that ugly expression naturally hung on their faces.

Fan Lin was suddenly a little annoyed. Why did he bring Hermione here? He chose a random place, or in other words, created one directly with magic. These are better than coming here and being constantly destroyed.

Hagrid was still sitting on the bench, watching her leave. The night was too dark, and Fan Lin couldn't see his expression clearly. To be precise, Hagrid lowered his head and buried it in his wide palms.

This was not Hagrid's fault at all, he just carefully held everything about himself and all his secrets in front of Madam Maxime.

However, Hagrid should also know that this was a mistake in itself.

He is a wizard, and Hagrid is living a wizard's way, so Hagrid must abide by the wizard's rules, unless it is said that Hagrid can really change something in the wizarding world.

This is an impossible task, even if it is as strong as Dumbledore, it is powerless to do these things.

The Wizengamot has clear rules, planning to place giants in the camp of dark creatures.

Giants are not goblins, they don't have such useful brains.

Hermione and Fan Lin heard Hagrid's sobs. There was no doubt that this result was not what Hagrid wanted. No matter how stupid he was, Hagrid was not insensitive to his surroundings.

Maxim is really too cold, like a snowy night outside a castle.

After a while, he also stood up and walked away. Not in the direction of the castle, but in the direction of his cottage, disappearing into the darkness.

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