HP Magic Biography

Ever since Fanlin cast a lingering shadow on the giant tribe, the giant tribe also reacted quickly, and by the next day, the position of the giant tribe had moved by at least one hilltop.

In the words of Luke's giants, those giants refused to go near the water.

However, this is just a matter of time. If no new lakes are found, within a month, these giants will return to this land.

According to the map, it seems that only this water source around here can meet the living needs of giants.

But this is not within the scope of the wizard's consideration. As long as the giant agrees to cooperate, everything will become very happy.

Gu Ge agreed to almost all of Fan Lin's requests, not to participate in the war, and then restrained the giants under him, everything seemed to be very friendly.

So, because of the powerful deterrence you showed, Gu Ge is going to give you his daughter? Noticing Fan Lin's embarrassed expression, Sirius waved his hand, Hey, listen, I think Hermione will I agree, just imagine, a giant as a servant, she can help you do many things, but you are still young...

I'd rather stay this young, Sirius, don't think I don't know what kind of plan you're up to, and start to disgust me with all kinds of means after you find out you can't beat me.

How can this be called disgusting? Sirius said strangely.

Fan Lin couldn't help but flashed the appearance of Gu Ge's daughter, it was a blue-skinned giantess, twenty-one feet, um... more Fan Lin 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 much more pleasing to the eye than that giantess.

His daughter didn't inherit Gu Ge's brain at all, just like those giants outside, she looked demented.

Fan Lin wished he could hit the damn giantess' brain with his magic wand.

It's hard to imagine how this giantess expressed her respect and admiration.

Wait a minute, love?

Just thinking about this question made Fan Lin go crazy.

Sirius, if you dare to talk too much when you go back, I guarantee that you will not have a good life.

Wouldn't it be a good day? Sirius asked. I'm sorry, I can't understand. Do you think Hermione can understand the meaning of your words?

Oh, of course, she will think you are talking nonsense. Fan Lin said, Also, I don't think I will let you go so easily.

You two, can you stop arguing every day? Hagrid said a little speechlessly, Sirius, you should give way to Fan Lin, he is still a...

Child? Sirius said, A child who instantly killed a giant, right. Sirius arched Fan Lin's shoulder, which made Fan Lin a little...

We want to solve the giant's problem, not just listen to your gossip, Sirius. Fan Lin said loudly, You should prioritize things.

Or, do you think those giants can refuse? Sirius asked back, Also, those Death Eaters were all stopped by us, but it's really unexpected, that old Walton McNeil The guy came over too. But it's quite normal when you think about it, he was the executioner of the Magical Creatures Control Committee at the Ministry of Magic, he has been dealing with magical animals, and, I remember Buckbeak was the executioner at the time.

Don't mention that guy, he's a cold-blooded executioner, and he has his family, which makes sense, if he's not on Voldemort's side there's really a problem.

By the way, I don't know if you don't tell me. Fan Lin said, What's going on?

Trance made an appointment to meet the Death Eaters, just three days after you killed Trance, but Trance was dead, so naturally it was 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,

That guy McNeil came from the forest on Hagrid's mother's side, which is exactly opposite to our direction. said Sirius.

Then what?

Hagrid recognized him. It's a pity that Hagrid's magic power is not too strong, and you couldn't move at that time, and Madame Maxime and I were in Gugo.

Fan Lin nodded. He was indeed unable to act for a long time after the duel. His body was too weak. He had been raised in a village near the giant tribe for at least half a month.

So Voldemort knew about it?

I must know. Sirius said, I really don't know how he will react. You know, last time, I led a group of people to destroy his countless plans.

I don't think you played a key role, Sirius. Fan Lin shot back, And, you hit me, the hero, from behind.

How can this shock me, I am seeking benefits for you.

Oh, very good, then you can accept Gu Ge's daughter at today's dinner party, anyway, you don't have a spouse now...

Let's talk about Harry. Harry doesn't seem to have changed much.

Harry finds that he's missing Hogwarts more and more as the holidays draw to a close.

He could hardly wait to see Hagrid again, to play Quidditch, or even hang out in Professor Spoutlaw's greenhouse and the little vegetable patch.

It's a treat to be able to leave this dirty, musty house, where half the cupboards are still locked and where Kreacher pops out of the shadows every time you walk by, gasping and yelling, but Still, Harry was careful not to say anything on his mind, lest it reach Sirius... or rather, Mrs. Weasley, who is now in charge of the house.

In fact, living at the headquarters of the anti-Voldemort movement was not as much fun or excitement as Harry had expected before he came.

Despite the regular coming and going of a large number of Phoenix Order members, sometimes staying to eat and sometimes just having a few minutes of whispered conversation, Mrs. Weasley was sure that Harry and the others were well kept out, and it seemed No one, not even the other members of the Order, felt that Harry should have known more than the night he had arrived.

A few days later in the holidays, when Ron entered the bedroom with an envelope, Harry was cleaning the wardrobe thoroughly of owl droppings that Hedwig had left behind.

The textbook list is here, Harry was standing on a chair, and Ron threw a letter to him. Send more.

Harry packed the last piece of shit into a garbage bag and threw it over Ron's head into a wastebasket around the corner, which swallowed the bag and belched loudly.

Harry then opened the letter.

The letter contained two parchments: one was a general reminder that the new term would start on September 1, and the other was to inform him of the books he would need for the coming school year.

There are only two new books, said Harry, reading the list, Standard Spells Level 5 by Miranda Goshawk, and Defensive Magic Theory by Wilbert Slinkhard.

With a bang, Fred and George appeared on Harry's right out of nowhere. Harry was so used to this kind of behavior from them that he didn't even fall out of his chair.

We were just wondering 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 about time, Fred said.

What do you mean? said Harry, jumping down from both of them.

Well, we eavesdropped on Mum and Dad's conversation a few weeks ago, Fred told Harry, and from their conversation we learned that Dumbledore was looking for someone to take over the door this year. There was real trouble during class.

It's nothing surprising. Look at what happened to the first four teachers? George said. One was fired, one died, one lost his memory, and the other was locked in a box for nine months...

Harry counted with his fingers, Yes, I see what you mean.

What do you think, Ron? Fred asked.