[SSHP] End of life

"Duel," said the giant leader.His voice boomed across the shore of the lake.

There was a burst of cheers.There was a brief silence between the three of them.

Seconds later, Snape hissed, "What?" He sounded like he was about to explode.

"Du-dou," said the Chief Giant, and he repeated himself, biting the ribs of a half-baked lamb.

Harry squeezed Snape's fist in an attempt to reassure, staring intently at the object of their persuasion.The giants were still cheering around them, and not a single one disagreed with the opinion.The giant leader looked at them with slightly cloudy eyes, and there was no more malice on that ugly face.He scooped up water from the lake with a goat's skull and poured it down his throat.Beads of water slid down his rhinoceros-like skin into his rough fur collar.

Snape stared at the skull.

"And what are the demands of a duel?" said Harry calmly.

"One side throws in the towel—or—loses power."

"Corssed? Or dead?" Harry asked.

The giant leader stared at him, as if thinking about the meaning of the word "combat power".After a while, he made an affirmative voice: "Combat power. You." He awkwardly pointed Harry with his finger, "Same."

"I have a request, too. No weapons," Harry said. "If you use weapons, it's not fair to us."

There was another silence.The giant leader made another voice of approval.

"Okay, let's start now. Who will be our opponent?" Harry asked loudly, looking around at all the giants, "Or am I honored to challenge Gugo?"

"No. No," said the giant leader, his mountain-like body standing up at last, and Harry looked up at him and saw that the other giants reached only to his shoulders.He shouted a strange language at his men.

There was a commotion.Amidst the deafening noise, Snape seemed to finally regain his senses, no longer staring at the skull and the lake. "Negotiations have broken down, Potter," he said coldly. "Ready to go. I'll—"

"No, I'll duel them," said Harry, as the giants jostled over their heads as if they had to fight themselves before they dueled.

"What are you talking about, Potter?" Snape looked as if Harry had lost his comprehension and didn't understand what a duel was. "Go! Take advantage of their internal turmoil. I'll stay here for a while..."

"Severus!" Harry grabbed Snape by the shoulders and shook him violently. "I'll fight them! If I win, he'll lead all the giants into the country on their own, without us even having to figure it out! Don't you see? All the giants really support this proposal! They won't change their minds!"

The leader of the giants shouted over their heads, the sound was more like a roar.A stocky giant stood up.

"He," said the leader, "who are you? Win once."

"One shot? Me," said Harry bravely.The giants laughed.

"Well," said Snape angrily, "if you're going to get us into this situation with your impulsiveness, I'll do it."

"I'll go," said Harry, watching the expressions of all the giants.He found more excitement in those faces that were too large to look dull, but not true bloodthirsty.Hagrid seemed to be right about one thing: the law of giants was force.If a giant can be defeated, the warrior will get more friendship within a limited range.This habit is deeply rooted in the blood of giants, and it does not differ from tribe to tribe.

Harry started to follow the giants towards the huge Colosseum.Snape grabbed him behind him.He glared at Harry. "If you think I'm going to let a student face this, I might as well—"

"Shh, Severus, take it easy. Of course you can win, but you've never been an athletic guy, and giants hate wizards using magic against them. Besides, can't you use wands?" said Harry. He held his hand and stared into his eyes, "No matter how scary they are, they are only people with bigger strength and size. They will never be more difficult than Charmander." He paused, and squeezed Snape's hand hard. hand, jokingly said: "Do they have any potion materials you want?"

"Potter," said Snape coldly after a few seconds, black eyes and green eyes meeting amidst the movement and noise, "don't put yourself in real danger, or I'll use my wand, all efforts The results will likely disappear.”

The boy smiled, his pale red lips curved into a beautiful curve: "It's not time for you to threaten me with yourself, Severus. I'll win, I promise."

Two minutes later, Harry walked into the Colosseum.The Colosseum was much bigger than it looked, and he felt like a tiny ant in it.On the rough gate, even an iron nail was bigger than his palm, and on the weapon rack by the wall, there was even an ax with a handle larger in diameter than his head, and this ax was the smallest of them all.

Fortunately, the leader's request was not for fighting with weapons.Harry thought.He stood by the door as the giants trudged up to the stands.Harry felt that he was covered by the huge shadows cast by the giants in the not so bright sky.He looked up to see Snape standing beside the giant leader, his face full of fury.He smiled at Snape.Miraculously, the suppressed feeling of being intimidated disappeared.

The door in the other corner opened.The short and stocky giant who stood up just now walked in.He seemed to be having a bad temper and not being very in control.He rubbed his eyes and looked at Harry.No one announced the start, and the next moment, he rushed over, accompanied by an earth-shattering roar.

The Colosseum was proportioned to Harry as a table and beetle, but obviously not to the giant.The giant walked clumsily with long strides, and he covered half the distance in less than ten steps, and he raised his fists high.

Harry bent down, his eyes fixed on the space between the giant's arms and its body.He took a few steps back and got close to the gate behind him. When the giant jumped in front of him, he rolled forward and got behind the giant, and quickly turned around and pulled one of the giant's feet forcefully.

The giant fell forward from the forward momentum, hitting its head hard against the gate.Harry obviously underestimated the strength of the giant when it was running. He staggered, fell face-down and fell to the ground, and rolled several times on the ground, almost being crushed under the giant's thick thighs.

There was a wild, deafening roar of laughter from the stands.

The giant roared angrily, got up, rubbed his head, and searched left and right for Harry.He didn't seem to have quite figured out why he suddenly tripped and fell to the ground.Harry got up quickly and ducked to the other side.He knew that even if he seized the opportunity of the giant falling to the ground and punched it a few times, it would not be of much use, but would damage his knuckles needlessly.

Ten minutes later, Snape was slightly relieved.He stood on the edge of the stands, with the giant chief to his left and the tall passage to his right.He didn't have to worry about his own safety, and he didn't seem to worry too much about Harry.The boy was like a loach, and though he couldn't use spells, he had learned enough evasion in those dueling exercises—or rather the one-sided beatings he gave him—that the giants couldn't catch him.And the little bastard had managed to get him a sausage full of Muggle additives in the morning, and he seemed to be full of energy at this time.Luckily he fed him the sausage, Snape stared at Harry.Although he always hated such unhealthy things, the boy liked it.

Snape watched the giant, who seemed almost out of his mind.He swung his fists like he was killing flies, never paying attention to the force of each attack.Harry intentionally directed each of his punches toward the edge or the ground, the giant's fists already scarred.

Snape touched the cloak, the vial in his arms.The helmet he had given to the leader of the giants was wearing askew on the huge stupid head, and the leader was fondling it from time to time, loving it.He also noticed some rude voices mixed with the huge noise in the stands, which seemed to be hissing or cursing.

Five minutes later, the giant finally lost all his sanity in a rage.He ran to the weapons rack by the wall, picked up a hatchet, and swung it down hard at Harry.The weapon extended the giant's attack range, allowing him to reach Harry without bending over, and standing up after each attack was less difficult.In just ten seconds, Harry's situation became not optimistic.

Snape turned to the giant leader.Amidst the roar of shouts in the stands, he roared loudly: "You have agreed not to use weapons!"

"Giant, warrior, impulsive. Our games, glory, rules, always, break. Warriors in, whoever doesn't, hold back."

The giant leader said leisurely, it is quite natural.He was still staring intently at the arena, stroking his helmet, ignoring Snape's anger. "Potter, come up!" Snape strode to the edge of the stands, grabbed the boulders that had been pitted by years of wind and rain, and shouted down in Latin.Harry dodged another slash, and the giant was struggling to free the ax from the gate.He looked up for Snape as he ran, and then he saw the man.Snape's face was even more gloomy than the night when Dumbledore's fake death was suspended in 1996. His right hand had already been retracted into his sleeve, and he looked like he was really going to do it.

"Trust me, Severus!" Harry yelled sharply.He had shaken off his dark green cloak, revealing a short jacket and jeans for easy mobility.After dodging many times, he rolled onto the ground covered in dust, looking very embarrassed, "Please!"

After a moment, Snape read Harry's trajectory.The boy, so bold as to be called reckless, was leading the giant in the direction of the weapon rack.But his hand still held his wand firmly in his sleeve.

Harry dodged and ran deftly, he was visibly becoming breathless.But at last the giant was led by him to the weapon rack, and he picked up a piece of gravel and threw it in the giant's face.

The gravel hit the giant on the jaw, causing the giant to let out an insulted growl.Harry was bouncing around in front of the weapon rack, hands raised in a defiant gesture.With a height of four or five meters, he raised his thick, hairy right hand, and slashed at him with an axe.

With a cry, Harry threw himself sideways with all his might.The ax struck the weapon rack with a piercing sound, and the thick iron forged weapon rack was split vertically into two pieces. The heavy weapons crossed and tilted towards the center, and the lighter weapons bounced and flew.There was a flying short knife that cut off half of the giant's ear. The giant screamed in pain and tried to pull out the axe, but the ax was sunk deep in the wooden pole full of long weapons. The direction is reversed.

The giant waved his left hand in front of him, and raised his right hand, as if by doing so he could push the weapons away.He still held the ax handle firmly, and the movement of his right hand made the weapon fall even faster.He let go hastily, trying to avoid the falling blades.But it was already too late, most of the weapons on the weapon rack fell down in disorder, and some turned half a circle around the handle as a fulcrum, and the sharp iron blades fell heavily in the direction of the giant.It all happened in less than five seconds.

The tip of a great ax sank deep into the muscle of the giant's leg, and the giant howled in horror and anger.The other fork spun a few times on the ground, tripping Harry who was running sideways.As Harry fell, the longest spear fell from Harry's side to the ground, the point grazing his shoulder.

"Harry!" Snape growled.His voice was lost in the cries of the giants like drums.

The fallen giant screamed in pain as he was struck by more weapons.Harry stood up.He tilted his eyes slightly in Snape's direction, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a pleasant smile before Snape realized that he had blurted out Harry's name in the midst of his excessive fright.The smile didn't fully break and disappeared immediately. The blood running down Harry's right shoulder stained his sleeve. He grabbed a short spear with both hands, shouted, and lifted it up vigorously.

Under the three-meter short spear, Harry was as small as a one-year-old baby.But no one despised him, including all giants.He stood in a valiant and resolute manner, his spear tipped slowly to the giant's heart.The giant was still struggling, completely forgetting that the little bug behind him was still alive.

"Stop! Stop!" The giant leader stood up and shouted loudly.Snape stood beside him, looking into his face with a cold, hard look.Harry looked at Snape, who still held the spear firmly.

"You win! Put him down!" The giant leader shouted to Snape, who was still holding on to the helmet. The next second, for some reason, he flinched slightly and turned back to the field, "Put it down! Ana! Ah na!"

That seemed to be the name of a giant.The struggling giant howled and gradually regained its sanity.He sprawled on the ground and said, in a voice as soft as a mosquito's, limp but still to Harry and Snape like the roar of a motor, "I surrender."

After a few seconds, Harry bent his knees slightly and jumped sideways.The short spear fell where he had been standing, and the shaft twisted and jumped a few times on the ground.He staggered and stood up straight.A giantess jumped into the arena from the stands, pointed at him sharply, and said something to his companions in the stands angrily, while pulling various weapons from Ana.Some giants roared, and others roared at the giants with bad faces.All of them pointed at Harry and Snape, some with dark eyes.

The bleeding giant groaned and slapped the giantess's head hard. Harry noticed that his growling sounded like "Beh", whether it was the stop in the giant's language or the giantess' name.He roared loudly, his voice unquestionable, and interrupted the giantess several times until she calmed down with a gloomy face.He turned to Harry, twisting the corners of his twisted mouth even harder in what appeared to be a forced smile. "I lost," he said.

"You speak English?" Harry asked curiously.

"I'm from Hull," he said.Harry thought he meant "Hull," but he wasn't so sure.He smiled at the giant too, and the leader in the stands roared.The rattling giants calmed down, and they were clearly divided into two factions.

"You are victorious." The giant leader repeated. He slapped his helmet vigorously, threatening the giants who had shown a fierce light just now. "Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter, friendship. Let's go soon."

"We'll help you," said Ana. "There are no Death Eaters." Harry took out his wand, not pointing out his grammatical mistakes, but pointing to the wand with his other finger, and then to the wound on his body. "I'll heal you, no harm," he said.

The giant stared at him.The giants in the stands made a noise. "Healing," Harry said to Ana again, waving his left hand at the stands, repeating aloud.

"It." Finally, the giant pointed to Harry at the biggest bleeding wound on his leg, and he pushed hard the giantess next to him who was growling at Harry.Harry walked over cautiously and touched the wound with the tip of his stick.The healing spell flowed from his mouth, different from Snape's low-pitched charm, but clear and melodious.The wound healed.

For the next hour, they returned to the lake.Harry healed all wounds on himself and the giant.Before dark, Harry and Snape were escorted out of the hollow by more than 30 giants.A dozen other giants watched their backs sullenly.The two stopped on the edge of the hill, and finally bowed to the giant leader from a distance.The mountain-like black shadow was extremely lazy, and only waved its helmet at them.

They walked to the car hidden in another bush.Before getting into the car, Snape let go of his hand, an empty glass bottle rolled to the ground, and the extremely thin body of the bottle instantly shattered into several pieces.He stomped it hard into the dirt.

The author has something to say: After playing ns for a day, I almost forgot to update it... and wrote it quickly.Make up your mind again to play less games in the future, laugh.I guess it's useless.

Go and see Norse mythology.laugh.