Hogwarts wizard

The current tribe of giants are sinners to the wizarding world.

Therefore, everyone is even more reluctant to lend a helping hand to their plight.

Jellal also knew this in his heart. Due to natural and man-made disasters, the current giant tribe could be said to be struggling to survive, so he couldn't help but ask Hogwarts for help.

"Jeral, maybe we should help them." Hagrid looked at Jellal and said.

Snape has already passed on the news, and it is entirely up to Jellal and Harry to decide on the Giant Tribe, including whether to accept the Giant Tribe.

Jellal took out some potions, which can treat various fevers and inflammations. For the giant tribe, these are extremely precious things.

"I can take these out now and use them to treat those people first, but we still need to think about whether to accept them or not." Jellal did not finish his words. They had just arrived at the Giant Tribe and it was not clear yet. What about the specific situation?

"I think the same thing, Hagrid. I know you feel sorry for them and want to help them, but those who died in the battle are also very pitiful. We always have to consider it comprehensively." Harry said, and he looked at He glanced at the giants in the distance and seemed to know what they were doing. When he saw them, his eyes were a little dodgey.

Try to reduce your presence as much as possible. The size of these people is at least twice as tall as Jellal and the others.

Hagrid nodded and gave the medicine to the giants.

"This is a drug that can be treated. If it's too severe, you can try it."

Hagrid said to an old man. He looked very old, with some rickets on his back and deep wrinkles on his face.

The old man walked out after delivering the medicine.

He just saw Hagrid and Jellal talking and didn't say anything. Now that Jellal and the others had finished talking, he came over.

"Hello, I am Nan, the... patriarch of the giant tribe."

When he said this, he couldn't help but peek at the expressions of Jellal and Hermione. Hermione's expression changed when she heard her introduction, but she quickly returned to normal.

"Hello, I'm Jellal, and these are Harry and Hermione. You should also know the purpose of our coming here..."

"Yes, we hope Hogwarts can accept us. I also know that we have done a lot of wrong things in the past. Now many giants are imprisoned in Azkaban. If you still want to blame, then let me bear the responsibility alone. , after all, it was my mistake that led the giant tribe to where it is today."

Nan opened his mouth and said, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart. People like them are very concerned about the development of the tribe.

The giant tribe was already very poor, and now it is even more so. They need people but no one, and they need resources but no resources. If they want to know what else they have now, Nanan may have to reply to them, at least they are sick now...

"Chief Nan, don't worry. Even if the past things are in the past with us, we will not delve into the past things. After all, those who should be punished have been punished now. What we want to see is the current attitude of the giant tribe... …”

Jellal said that the giant tribe had always been competed by all parties, but this war directly damaged their vitality, and they had no choice but to defect to Hogwarts.

Rather than defecting to Hogwarts, it is better to defect to the White Wizard. Only in this way can the Ministry of Magic give them more help.

"Understood, we understand..." Nan felt a little relieved after hearing Jellal's words. As long as Hogwarts is willing to accept them, they can do anything.

"Then I'll take you to rest first."

Nan's legs and feet were not very good, but Jellal and the others now had a relatively high status. It would not be appropriate for others to take them there, so he had no choice but to take them there himself.

"By the way, we caught some prey on the way here. Let's eat together."

After Jellal finished speaking, he released some dead deer, sheep and wild boars from the ring. They were all relatively large animals, which were easier to handle and were enough for everyone to eat.

If it is pheasant and hare, although it is delicious, it is very troublesome to make!

"Thank you, thank you..." Chief Nan had tears in his eyes. There are too few people in the giant tribe now, and not many can hunt. Their food is limited, and they eat less.

Jellal also noticed that Hagrid seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and he didn't know if Mrs. Maxim would like him again when she saw him.

Chief Nan asked the two shorter men to stay behind to handle the prey. Jellal even suspected that they were children from the tribe.

After passing through big trees, Chief Nan took them to the front of a tree house. The tree house made of pure natural trees looked very clean and exuded the aroma of wood, but the workmanship was rather sloppy.

If it rains, I'm afraid a lot of water will enter the house. However, Patriarch Nan seems to have thought of this. He covered the roof with large pieces of thick leaves. As long as there is not a particularly heavy rain, it should be Can last a long time.

"You guys take a rest first. I'll call you when the meal is ready."

Patriarch Nan took them into the house. There were several bamboo beds in the house. There were some grass on the bamboo beds. They looked very clean and exuded a fresh fragrance.

There were also a few animal skins placed on it, but as soon as Jellal entered the room, he smelled the smell of animal skins, and the treatment was not very clean. For the giants, this animal skin is their most precious thing.

In winter, it can prevent many people from freezing to death.

"By the way, if you need anything, you can tell me..."

Hermione was a little helpless, they needed it, and even if she told him, he might not be able to solve it...

However, out of courtesy, the three of them still responded, "By the way, Chief Nan, just send someone to look for us later."

They naturally knew that Chief Nan's reception of them was purely to treat them as honored guests. If it were anyone else, it would actually be nothing to them.

After all, people of their age are more or less different from those old scholars.

"How can this be done?" Chief Nan was a little anxious. He even wondered if Jellal and the others were not satisfied with him.

"Clan Chief Nan, just listen to us. If it doesn't work, you can just ask others to call us from afar."

Hermione was a girl, she said, and the Southern Patriarch nodded, but even if Hermione said this, he couldn't really do it, so he had to do as Jellal said.

After Patriarch Nan left, Hermione asked the two people, "What do you think?"

Harry shrugged, "You can't seem to see anything now, but there are really only some old, weak, women and children left in the giant tribe. I don't know who Chief Nan can represent?"

"You mean you're not sure whether they refer to the surrender of these old, weak, women and children, or do you mean those in Azkaban?"

Jellal understood what he meant immediately. Jellal also thought of this at the time, and he and Snape also communicated on this issue.

Harry nodded when he heard Jellal's words. This was indeed what he wanted to know.

"I have discussed this issue with Dean Snape. If the giant tribe submits to Hogwarts, it will inevitably be the submission of the entire tribe. This is an oath, and we are not afraid that they will go back on it."

If it were just these old, weak, women and children, they would definitely accept it, but it would definitely become two concepts, which are completely different from now.

"We should stay for a few days anyway, we can't give them an answer so quickly." Hermione said, she took the animal skins off the bed and put them on the table.

"Geral, take out the quilts." After arranging the hay, Hermione said to Gerald. When Jellal heard her words, he took out a few quilts. The ring space is very large. They often go out. Naturally, I have prepared a lot.

"By the way, where's Dobby!"

Harry suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen Dobby for a long time.

"When we were talking to Hagrid just now, he went to see the giants cooking." Hermione said. Dobby has now found a new direction in life.

"It's a good thing. If he hadn't gone, the meat wouldn't necessarily be what it was." Jellal said. He had always doubted the craftsmanship of the giant tribe.

"Let's not talk about it. Houses are a big problem. There is not much rain in this season. If there is more rain, these houses will not be able to support it."

Jellal said that they were here to solve the problem. What they could see was that the main problem now was this house.

"But the cost of those houses is too high for them."

You may have to go to the human world to buy bricks or something, which is quite troublesome, and they are also very afraid of trouble.

"I have observed that this place is still suitable for tree houses, but their tree houses are not good enough. We must find a way."

And they are already used to treehouses. If they use anything else, they probably won't be used to it.

"I know there is a kind of house that has the upper part tilted so that the rainwater can slide down. It is very convenient!"

Hermione had a flash of inspiration and suddenly thought of this.

After hearing her words, a picture flashed in Jellal's mind. This is doable!

"But their tree house is not strong enough. Let's find ways to strengthen it so that the tree house can be used for a long time."

This is their purpose.

"We can discuss this matter in the next two days, but the most important thing now is that we must have a good rest."

After saying that, Hermione lay on the bed. The things they encountered could not be solved at once. They had to deal with the matter in front of them first.

……

When it got dark, Jellal heard the shouts of people outside.

"Mr. Dillaps, Mr. Potter, Miss Granger..."

Hearing the sound, Jellal quickly sat up and said, "Wait a moment..."

He pushed Hermione, "Hermione, get up..."

Hermione opened her eyes. She was a little confused at this time. She had forgotten that she was in a giant tribe now. She just felt that this environment was a bit strange.

"what happened?"

Jellal pointed outside, "Maybe he's here to ask us to eat..."

At this time Harry also woke up.

"Let's go……"

When they arrived at the door, the visitor introduced himself, "Mr. Dilaps, Mr. Potter, Miss Granger, I am Song. The patriarch asked me to come and take you to dinner."

Song looks much taller than Jellal, but is a bit shorter compared to other giants.

He was smiling and looking very optimistic.

"Hello, Song, no need to be so polite!"

At this time, women always seemed more easy-going, and Hermione was also willing to communicate with each other at this time.

Song kept calling him every word, which made them feel uncomfortable.

It was very quiet on the road, and they didn't know what to say. As for Song, he didn't dare to say anything. If he said the wrong thing, it would be a sin.

Jellal looked at no one and said nothing, so he had to ask, "Song, how old are you? You don't look like an adult giant."

If he is an adult, it seems like his head can’t keep up!

Seeing them looking at him with strange expressions, Song was a little embarrassed, "I'm underage...I'm only thirteen..."

Good guy, at first I thought you shouldn't be this tall if you're not an adult, but now I'm fine, I'm already this tall at the age of thirteen.

My whole mentality has changed.

However, Jellal also discovered that he used to think that the intelligence of giants was insufficient, but now it seems that they at least have no problem with daily communication. In other aspects, it is probably that others are unwilling to teach them. If they can learn , I guess you can learn it very quickly.

At least in Jellal's opinion, Song is very smart and knows how to observe people's emotions.

"Adults in the tribe?"

Jellal said half of it, but he didn't ask...

Song smiled bitterly, "There were not many people in the Giant tribe, and even fewer in their prime. They entered Azkaban in the last war... The leader said that if you make a mistake, you should be punished. Now the remaining members of the tribe There are not many people, and they are old and young..."

Song stopped talking at this point. He didn't know if he said the wrong thing. He just felt uncomfortable in his heart and took advantage of this to vent it out. He didn't know if these wizards would feel disgusted.

Jellal also felt a little bitter when he heard what he said. The battle had caused so many families and lives, and if possible, he didn't want to have a battle.

In other words, if Voldemort was good, they wouldn't go to all the trouble to bring him down.

It doesn't matter to them who the superior is.

Jellal patted Song's shoulder, "It will get better. As long as you keep working hard, you will always be better off than you are now."

Although sometimes it takes a little bit of luck, right time, right place and right people, Jellal has always believed that as long as people work hard, the final result should not be too bad.

He thought so in his heart. Looking at Song's eyes with determination, Song was infected by him and nodded heavily.