[SSHP] End of life

"I just want to know if we're still in England," said Harry, trembling.Their car no longer needs gas to drive after being modified by Arthur, but they always fill up the gas tank in order not to show their flaws.Harry thought the fuel in their gas tanks had probably turned to a lump of ice.

"I turned on the heater, Potter." Snape sneered. "In England? Your brain is frozen to stone again. I always forget that small things freeze more easily."

"I've been confined all my life around Little Whinging, or those woods somewhere. Or Hogwarts. I've only been to Wales once with you!"

"If you will, stop continuing to remind everyone of your ignorance until you have more opportunities to travel."

Harry glared at him.Snape suddenly slowed down the car, and slowly drove the car into a clump of tall dead bushes on the side of the road.

"Get out of the car." He said alertly, "I found it."

Harry fell silent immediately.After he regained his connection with the wand, his former life seemed to gradually return, along with his mission.He touched the wand cover on his right arm, and also became serious.

They walked towards the hill in the darkness, and after a while, Harry noticed the fire that Snape had spotted just now.It was these firelights that led him to find the giant's migration place.

Harry looked down.Surrounded by hills, there is a huge lake of shining light, and shining streamers wind down from one of the highest hills and pour into the lake under the ice.

There is a huge circle like a broken wall by the lake.It was very wide, and Harry squinted to make out it, like a sports field.Crude stone steps, not that high of a grandstand, much smaller than a real stadium—perhaps calling it a Colosseum fits it better.Here and there stood big rough houses, twice the size of Hagrid's hut.Huge figures like hills moved around among the motionless stone houses.

This huge, expansive depression between the hills is where the giants migrated.It looks like it's been around for decades.As Dumbledore's letter said, "Whenever the weather approaches a catastrophe, the colony of giants will produce a leader, who will receive the apocalypse and know their ancient refuge".

But giants are destined not to live in peace.Half a minute later, a dull, distant roar sounded from below, and there was a conflict.Less than ten seconds later, a louder voice clearly reached Harry's ears.Their chief stopped the conflict.

Harry looked worriedly at Snape beside him, who was also looking down.

He had known from Hagrid a long time ago that giants were aggressive and not suitable for huddling together.The remnants of those ancient colonies would kill each other, and every few weeks, men and women would always divide and beat each other half to death.Although Dumbledore had told him that if the cataclysm forced the giants to migrate, their only chief would put down the rebellion of all the members during the migration, it was clear that the murderous nature in their blood could not restrain them any more.He clearly remembered that the reason Hagrid and Madam Maxim failed last time was not just because of Death Eaters—this time there would be no more Death Eaters to disturb them, it was because of killing each other, and they managed to establish The leader of the Friendship was decapitated in a horrific infighting just two days later.

Snape didn't seem worried about that.He looked calmly at the black shadows moving between the huge depressions.Harry took a step closer to him, looking down again.

Those shadows were shouting, far less than the seventy or eighty that Hagrid had said, and it seemed that some giants had been taken away by the Death Eaters—there were not so many Death Eaters before Harry's sixth grade. With more casualties, more energy can be allocated to allies.Maybe they had planned to take away all the giants, but within half a year, their plan was forced to stop.This gave the Order of the Phoenix a chance.

"Don't worry unnecessarily, Potter," said Snape. "If there hadn't been a Death Eater in the middle, they wouldn't have fought each other to death, otherwise this race would have ceased to exist." He said, Turned around and started walking in the direction of the car, "Take a rest overnight and go down tomorrow."

Harry had tossed and turned in nightmares all night.He even dreamed that the giant walked up to the top of the hill and trampled their car and them into pieces of iron with one foot.When he woke up, it was not so much daylight as the light of the snow reflected the sky, making everything around him barely discernible.His head hung like a broken neck between the seat and the seat, and he was holding Snape's hand tightly through the bar.

He let go of that hand in embarrassment, and wiped his saliva with his sleeve.Snape opened his eyes and flashed him a smirk that was a hundred times more mocking.The man looked very energetic, as if he had tidied himself a hundred times, and Harry even felt that he was facing the Muggle Prime Minister in a suit and tie naked.

He hurriedly touched the corners of his eyes, but there was nothing there.There is nothing at the corner of the mouth.Then he got out of the car, took a mouthful of snow, opened Snape's trunk and fished out two breakfast tins.

He'd done this several times with Snape's tacit approval.He scratched open the lids of the cans with a can opener, handed one of them to Snape, and the two of them walked to the edge of the hill again.

There was much less snow in the depression than outside, and the giants were already moving.Surprisingly, the lake was steaming slightly, and it didn't freeze as Harry thought.The sky was still very dark, the fire was faint, but the view was wider than the night before.Harry studied the giant crowd carefully.

There is no doubt that the biggest giant sitting by the lake is the chief.The heavy snow prevented the giants from getting more food easily, and everyone seemed to resent the chief who snarled at them for dead sheep, but they just kept feeding him.Snape took the spoon and ate the can quietly, staring at the movement below.

When Harry finished his own can, Snape returned to the car and fished a glass cover from the case.There was a huge burning torch in there.He handed Harry a thick dark green cloak.

"Hold it up high, over your head," Snape reminded, holding the glass dome in front of Harry.Harry put on the cloak. Its material was not ordinary cloth, but the fascia of a magical creature, but it was fibrous and rough.

Harry took the glass dome, which seemed to be immobilized with a Levitation Charm or some other charm he didn't know, and held it lightly in his hand.Snape also put on a dark black cloak, and in the thin darkness, holding a bright and extremely conspicuous torch, the two began to walk down the hill slowly.

The first to spot them was a young giant.The young man cried out.

"Ignore him!" snapped Snape behind Harry.He speaks Latin.

Harry's arms trembled slightly, but it wasn't from staying in the same position for too long.When he got close, he realized how big the giants were, and Hagrid was like a toddler in front of them.Their voices were like thunder, and they were at least three stories taller.He fought against the instinct to draw out his wand in self-defense.

The sound of Snape's footsteps walking behind him calmed him down.He walked steadily forward with his head held high and his flame held high.As they passed through the half-depression, all the giants fell silent, neither threatening nor surprised.The giant leader also stopped his roaring for more food, and more than fifty giants were silent, watching them all the way to the lake.

"This is a gift from Albus Dumbledore and Harry Potter to Gogo the Giant, in tribute," Harry said loudly, clearly, slowly, placing the glass dome on the snow at the leader's feet, and Bow to the ugly boss with Snape.Ten seconds later, they straightened up, and the giant looked at them with a strange look.

"Fire?" he said hoarsely.

"Albus Dumbledore keeps this ancient fire burning forever, in the highest homage to learning and strength!"

It took a while before Harry understood from Snape's words that the giant meant "fire".The giant couldn't wait to open the glass cover and raised the torch.He looked very happy.

"Albus Dumbledore and Harry Potter sent word that when the emissaries arrive tomorrow, ask Gogo to talk to them!" Harry said, recalling what Snape had taught him, and the giant only cared Looking at the fire, he ignored him.

They bowed again and left the lake.The heat of the lake makes the temperature around it slightly higher, but this warmth does not radiate any farther.Harry was a little reluctant.There were no giants roaring at them when they left, and when they were about to walk up the hill, there was a very loud commotion behind them, and when Harry turned his head, the commotion was not commotion, but joy.The giants understood what it was.

Snape was beside him watching the commotion. "We'll have to move somewhere tonight, Potter," he whispered.

They drove a few miles away, found the small cave that Hagrid said had a decent environment, and spent the night there.When he got up early the next day, as expected, Harry woke up again in Snape's arms, and the fire in front of him had already been extinguished.Another bundle of firewood was scattered nearby.Snape pushed him away in disgust and sat up.

"Shall we go to 'Learning and Power', Severus?" Harry rubbed his eyes and shot sparks from the tip of his wand to light a new fire, the chest was by Snape's.He leaned to one side, lay across Snape's lap and stretched his arms to open the box, his movements sluggish from lack of sleep.

"Go away, Potter," said Snape, nudging him on his knee, "to your side." He took out the pot and can, as if he had just realized what Harry had just said, "You said go Who are you looking for?"

"Learning and strength," said Harry, instead of getting up, he rolled half a circle on Snape's lap, facing up to the uneven top of the cave.He raised his arm and looked at his watch. It was late, 08:30. "Didn't you call him that? The name of the giant leader."

Snape's eyes turned to him incredulously, and bitterness was written in them: "That's a compliment. He speaks our language. I told you about your IQ yesterday when you barely understood Latin. Hope, it looks like I was wrong again."

They returned to the edge of the hollow.Harry hardly knew the place anymore - the tree had been pulled down overnight, and he recognized Snape's prudence and foresight again.The fire was no longer weak, huge bonfires were burning in the hollow, and a few whole animals were roasting on an extraordinarily huge bonfire by the lake. "Whoa, a roast," said Harry, salivating.

"If you can keep it from messing up," Snape threatened in a low voice.

"Of course I won't," said Harry, swallowing loudly at Snape's promise.

As they came down the long hill the crowd of giants uttered far friendlier shouts than they had yesterday.Harry was holding up a huge clay pot, and he felt like a young slave to some ancient Egyptian slave master.If the jar, which was a circle larger than himself, had not been cursed, he would have become a ghost at the bottom of the jar.

Snape was still walking behind him.He listened to the man's footsteps.Ancient Egypt gave him more associations, he said so many stupid things, if Snape was his master, he would cut off his tongue.But he wanted to taste Snape's tongue more.

Harry walked to the lake and found that the leader of the giants was still sitting where he had been yesterday.Different from last time, this time the leader leaned forward slightly, obviously looking forward to their gift.Harry placed the jar at the giant's feet and bowed again.

He was far inferior to Snape in terms of knowledge, eloquence and tact, and it was obvious that Snape was not prepared to make him talk too much.For several hours, this man had been talking to the leader of the giants, and he had to sit beside him, enduring the smell of barbecue.The jar they sent contained a lot of food, and according to Snape's explanation, there was enough food in this jar for all the giants in the colony to eat through the winter.

The leader took out cattle and sheep one after another from the jar and grilled them on the fire.He no longer asked the other giants to feed him, so more giants gathered around them, and some giants who could understand English were interpreting their words.The giant leader also knew Dumbledore, and knew that Dumbledore was opposed to killing the last giants in Britain and firmly believed that they should be free to choose where they lived.He was comfortable with Snape's compliments, and had a great appetite for conversation, throwing in vague words now and then like a show off.He sounded friendlier than the Kakus Hagrid had described.

After dark, Harry sat contentedly eating the last slice of bacon by the campfire in the cave, holding a glass of buttered milk.He didn't even know that Snape still had bacon.Snape forbade him to drink any more.

The winter days were so short that they talked for less than five hours.He recalled the whole conversation, the chief didn't like Death Eaters, but he was a staunch champion of strength and race.Harry thought he could see a chance of success and just needed one more gift, but Snape didn't seem to think so.The man rummaged through his suitcase, looking pensive, until finally he produced a small bottle and examined it by the firelight.

"Isn't it a goblin-made helmet we're giving the giant?" Harry asked.

"Yes, the helmet," Snape replied absently.He took the bottle and played it over and over in his hands, looking at it intently all the time and thinking.It seemed that he was completely unaware of what he was talking about.

"Severus, can I kiss you?" Harry asked, rolling his eyes.He gently puts the butter milk aside.

"Yes, Kiss—" Snape came to his senses suddenly, resolutely blocked the approaching Harry and glared at him, "Did anyone ever say that your blind optimism could easily kill you, Potter?"

"So you want to give the contents of this little bottle to the giant?" Harry sat back in resentment, and picked up the glass of milk again.

"Perhaps," said Snape, noncommittal.Harry finished his milk, yawned, and snuggled up to him.He didn't move, still looking at the bottle.

The author has something to say: After thinking about it for a long time, Xiaoha should rush over to kiss him after SS blocked him, and finally decided to forget it.laugh.

In the original version, SS blocked Xiaoha, Xiaoha shamelessly pulled SS's hand away, almost smashed the bottle, SS failed to dodge in order to stabilize the bottle, and called the dog to succeed.Then SS can only pretend that nothing happened, and continue to look at the bottle after Xiao Ha finished kissing.laugh.

Sweet or not.Make up for yesterday's psychological shadow.