"Keep your voice down," Haig said softly. "Slow down..."

They crept forward. Harry first saw a huge, smooth mound of dirt, like a small hill. It seemed to be the nest of some giant beast.

The trees around the mound were all uprooted and piled up in a circle, like a fence, blocking their way.

Harry looked at the empty nests on some of the branches and suddenly understood what Haig saw the birds on the day he came back.

"Asleep," Haig mouthed silently to them.

Sure enough, Harry could hear a rhythmic rumble, like thunder in the distance.

"Haig, what is that?"

"Haig, who is he?"

Ron and Hermione asked at the same time. Harry looked at Hermione strangely.

He felt that Ron was asking the right question. Him?

Who else was there?

"Haig, you brought back... you brought back a..." Hermione's face was pale. Her wand trembled in her hand. She pointed at the mound in panic, looking like she was about to faint.

Harry looked at her, then at Haig, then carefully looked at the mound of dirt. Suddenly, he came to a realization.

He slowly opened his mouth in horror and felt that he could not breathe.

This mound... No, this was not a mound of dirt. This was clearly a bent back lying on the ground —

"A giant!" Hermione screamed in a trembling voice, but then she lowered her voice in fear. "Haig!

Why did you — "

"He didn't want to come —" Haig said desperately. "But I had to do it, Hermione, I had to do it!"

"But why?" Hermione was about to cry. "You — why — why —"

"They all bullied him," Haig said anxiously. "Because he's too short!"

The "hill" in front of them made a deafening snoring sound in its sleep and moved slightly.

"Short?" Ron said in surprise. "'Short'?"

"But even so, you didn't have to bring it — okay, he — back!"

They saw that the giant's hands and feet were tied with thick ropes, tying him to the surrounding trees. "He doesn't even want to stay here!"

Haig twisted his hands. "Oh... he's much better now. He still punches me from time to time, but he's starting to get used to it —"

"Now we know how you got that injury!" Hermione begged. "Haig... you can't do anything to him... let him go!"

"I — I can't leave him," Haig cried sadly. "He's — he's my brother!

He's my half-brother! "

They stared at Haig with their mouths agape.

They were still too optimistic and underestimated the seriousness of the matter, Harry thought dizzily. "This giant can't be put in a wooden crate and hung under a flying broom, right?"

"I'm trying to teach him English..." Hagrid calmed down. "If he can slowly integrate into this place like I did... Anyway, the other giants don't like him. My mother doesn't want to accept me. She doesn't want to admit that he's her son. He's only sixteen feet tall —"

"Oh, yes, he's too short!" Hermione was already hysterical. "He's too short!"

Haig insisted on introducing them to the Grup, but the violent giant was a completely different creature from his brother.

He didn't understand English at all, nor did he understand the relationship between him and Haig, let alone recognize them.

He almost swallowed Hermione and punched Haig in the nose. In the end, they all retreated and ran away.

Haig strode in front, covering his nose and looking down. They followed behind him, still in shock. Hermione was trembling and looked frightened. Yes, who wouldn't be scared?

That was a giant!

Haig actually wanted to raise him into a harmless baby!

They would rather he raised a dragon now.

"I can't believe it... I can't believe it..." Hermione said in a trembling voice as she walked. "He... he..."

"Calm down." Ron patted her shoulder comfortingly.

"Calm down?

Calm down?! "Hermione became even more agitated." What he's doing is going to get us all killed!

Maybe even Dumbledore will be implicated!

Forgy is now waiting to catch him red-handed. Since the last trial — "She glanced at Harry, and Harry knew which trial she was talking about." They have expelled him from Wesengamot!

At this time, Haig... No wonder Firenze said he won't succeed in teaching a giant like that to speak English! "

Suddenly, there was a noise in front of them. They heard Haig ask loudly, "Who's there?

Ah — Professor... Umrich!

What are you doing here? "

Harry, Ron and Hermione were shocked. They looked left and right, quickly hid behind a bush of tall and dense nettles, and quietly looked out through the gap.

The pink Umrich stood in front of Haig. Haig stretched one hand behind his back and shook it slightly, reminding them to find a place to hide.

"The Ministry of Magic has the right to supervise all magic creatures," Umrich's voice was shrill, and she looked at Haig with a very uncomfortable smile. "To ensure that there are no dangerous things that violate the relevant regulations of the Ministry of Magic and hurt our... lovely students."

Haig was a little confused. "Dangerous?

There are no dangerous animals. All the people living here are gentle... "

"It's not up to you whether they're gentle or not, big guy," Umrich warned. "Just like if something happens, you can't take the responsibility."

She looked at Haig from head to toe, and turned away with a disgusted look.

"Quick!

Quick!

This way! "

After confirming that Umrich had entered the castle gate, Haig waved his hand vigorously and asked them to come out quickly.

When they finally returned to Haig's hut, they collapsed at the round table, exhausted. They did not even have the strength to speak.

"What did Umrich mean?" On the way back to the castle, Harry said thoughtfully.

"Ah, of course, Umrich is looking for something to use against Haig!

She hates Half-Orcs. If she finds out that Grup... Oh, how could she not find out? He's so big... "Hermione said in despair." If you ask me, he shouldn't have brought Grup back. You see, he doesn't want to stay here at all!

Haig also wants us to teach him how to speak!

He even asked him to call me — "She snorted through her nose." Hermione! "

"But... that's Haig's brother. He can't just leave him alone, can he?" Ron said in fairness.