Chapter 183 The Gentleness of the Half-Blood Giant

"As soon as I saw you, I knew it in my heart."

In the middle of the dance, next to a large stone reindeer, the tall fountain splashed and gave a foggy glint.

There, two huge vague figures sat on a stone bench, looking at the spring under the moonlight.

After a short period of silence, one of the figures spoke with a very strange hoarse voice.

"What do you understand, Hagrid?" Madame Maxime asked, with a whooping sound in her deep voice.

"I see—I see you as I do! Is it your mother or your father?"

"I - I don't know what you mean, Hagrid..."

"Mine was mother," said Hagrid softly. "She was one of the few left in England. I don't remember much about her, of course...she left, you know? About three When I was old."

"Honestly, she doesn't look like a mother. Well...they're not motherly in nature, are they? Don't know what happened to her...as far as I know, she's probably dead..."

Madame Maxime said nothing, she just pursed her lips and looked at the silver fountain in front of her.

"Dad was so sad when mother left. My dad was a little guy. When I was six, if he annoyed me, I would lift him up on top of the wardrobe and always tease him lol Laughing..." Hagrid's deep voice became more choked.

Beside, Madame Maxime listened, she was motionless, as if she was not listening.

"Daddy brought me up...but, alas, he died, right after I went to school. After that, I was on my own. Dumbledore helped me a lot, really. He helped me very good……"

Hagrid produced a bandanna-dotted silk handkerchief and blew his nose noisily.

"That's it... that's all... I'm finished with my situation. What about you? Where did you get the inheritance from?"

Unexpectedly, Madame Maxime suddenly stood up.

"It's so cold," she said, "I want to go in."

But in fact, no matter how low the temperature is now, it will not be as cold and piercing as her current voice.

"Huh?" said Hagrid, puzzled.

"No, don't you go! I—I've never met anyone else before!"

"Another person? Tell me clearly!" Madame Maxime said in a cold tone.

"Another half-giant, needless to say!" said Hagrid.

"How bold you are!" screamed Madame Maxime. "I've never been insulted like this in my life! A half-giant? Me? I'm just—I'm just big-boned!"

Her voice cut through the quiet night sky like a fog horn.

At this time, Fleur and Roger jumped out from a rosebushes - there was no way, Madame Maxime would bump into them in the flowers if they didn't come out.

Madame Maxime glanced at them, then walked away angrily. She poked open the bushes angrily all the way, startling groups of colorful little fairies flying into the air.

Hagrid was still sitting on the bench, watching her back, wondering what he was thinking.

"Hagrid, it's too straightforward for you to ask this question... You know, not everyone can accept their own blood with peace of mind."

A voice sounded from a corner not far away, and not long after, two figures walked out from there.

"Maka?" Hagrid looked flustered, he stood up hastily, "Oh, and Miss Lovegood...how long have you been there?"

"Is there anything I shouldn't have heard?" Maca shrugged and asked.

Hagrid hesitated and hawed for a while, and finally sat back on the stone bench with his shoulders slumped.

"But...you see, you don't care..." His voice sounded frustrated, even a little reconciled.

"Yeah! I don't care," Maca sat down beside him, and patted Hagrid's thick arm vigorously, "but I know very well that other people's hostility towards giants... …and even fear.”

"Don't talk about me, you obviously know it well, don't you?" He continued, "You never mentioned your own background, let alone why your body is so big——"

"Because there's no need to—" argued Hagrid.

"It's not necessary?" Maca shook his head and said, "Is it really not necessary? Knowing that everyone's first impression of you is 'Oh my god! You're so tall!'?"

"I..." Hagrid tried to find some other reason, but was discouraged in an instant, "yes, you're right—I can see what she's thinking...like sometimes, I I also worry that the children will be scared by me like that..."

"But seriously, I wouldn't deliberately hide it like she did, that would be dishonest!"

Hagrid said stubbornly, and he had his own persistence. Maca didn't directly deny his insistence, but talked about the giant on his own...

"Hagrid, have you seen them?" he asked suddenly. "You know, I mean giants."

Hagrid nodded, then shook again.

"I've only met my mother, and I was too young to remember..."

"According to the information, the average height of modern giants is close to 30 feet... But do you know? In ancient times, the ancestors of giants were much taller and stronger than today's." Maca said calmly, "I I think you should understand what that means to ordinary people..."

"Higher?" Hagrid asked curiously, "How taller?"

"I'm not sure about this. In ancient times, there were several types of giants... Anyway, as far as I know, the shortest one is more than twice as tall as the current giants..." Maca said, and then He patted Hagrid's arm and said, "And the largest one, even in ancient times, only existed in legends—as huge as a mountain."

"It sounds like the fairy tales my father told me when I was a child." Hagrid subconsciously looked at the towering mountain deep in the Forbidden Forest, and then laughed.

"Is it really that big? I really want to see it with my own eyes..." On the other side of Maca, Luna who had been sitting there quietly said in a trance.

She was also looking at that mountain peak, with some vague longing.

"Maybe there is one sleeping somewhere in this world!" Maca said, "But we'd better not see it, if there is such a big guy awakening, just standing up will cause a big earthquake ..."

"...Well, let him continue to sleep." Luna said seriously.

Look at her appearance, as if she really thought about where to find the legendary "giant as big as a mountain" just now.

"Thank you, Maca..." After a long time, Hagrid suddenly said, "At least you let me understand that a true friend doesn't care if I have a giant hybrid..."

"Then you have a few more people to thank." Maca spread her hands and turned around and shouted, "Harry, Ron, don't hide there!"

Not long after, with a rustling sound, two embarrassed boys came out from behind the reindeer stone sculpture.

"Sorry, Hagrid. We didn't intend to—" Harry was interrupted by Maca before he could finish.

"Come and sit for a while, nobody here will blame you - eh, Hagrid?"

"Oh—sure, but..." Hagrid hesitated, "Where did you start listening?"

"From 'When I saw you, I knew it.' There..." Harry confessed apologetically, "In fact, we just happened to be passing by..."

"Isn't that the beginning!" Hagrid patted his forehead hard, "Oh, the kids are watching...I really hope I didn't say anything weird."

"We're not kids anymore—" Ron said loudly, "Don't worry Hagrid, none of us will be afraid of you!"

Maca looked at Ron strangely - when did he become so active? It should be said that wizard families know a lot about giants, and most wizards are very hostile to giants.

In the impression of wizards, giants are always cruel and bloodthirsty, and even eat people-of course, this is also because related cases have indeed occurred in history.

To be honest, Maca had a good relationship with Hagrid from the very beginning. Apart from the fact that Hagrid was worthy of friendship, he also naturally had the idea of ​​personally contacting the giants through Hagrid.

He is indeed very curious about such a race full of magic. If he has the chance, he would like to see what the giants are like-of course, that is definitely not now!

After they chatted by the fountain for a while, Hagrid went back to the hut first—he couldn't go to see Mrs. Maxime today, so he might as well go back and spend time with Fang!

Harry, Ron and Maca returned to the auditorium together.

The dance was still going on, and Parvati and Padma sat at a distant table with a large group of Beauxbatons boys. Hermione didn't know where she had gone, they hadn't seen her since just now.

They sat down at a table away from the dance floor.

Harry and Ron sat in a corner talking about giants for the rest of the ball, neither of them in the mood for dancing. Harry refrained from looking at Cho Chang and Cedric, which would have given him a strong urge to kick something.

And Maca chatted with Luna casually, and occasionally answered a few questions casually when Harry and the others asked some questions.

Soon, at midnight, the Weird Sisters stopped playing, and the leisurely time was over. Everyone gave the Weird Sisters a final round of applause and started walking down the foyer.

At this time, in a certain girls' dormitory in the Gryffindor tower, Hermione was staring at the gift box that had been opened.

In that flat gift box, a pair of exquisite white dresses were still stacked properly, under the illumination of the light, faintly reflecting the brilliance of the stars.

"Ron is right, even if I can't disturb Maca now, I shouldn't agree to Wick... Krum's invitation..."