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Chapter 298 The Half-Blood Giant

Ryan happened to be going to the library on the second floor to read, so he happened to go upstairs with Hagrid. While watching Hagrid put the Christmas tree in the prescribed position and pick up the armor, Ryan finally couldn't help but ask his own question.

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"Hagrid, can't you use magic now? Why can't you move this thing without magic?"

"I'm just used to it." Hagrid patted the armor on his shoulder, causing Peeves inside to yell. "To be honest, the Yule Ball is a very good opportunity to relax. I usually see you and Hagrid all day long.

Min is studying with this book in hand, and you can also take this opportunity to take a good rest this time."

"Yeah, it's the Christmas holiday after all." At this point, the two of them were already in the corridor on the second floor. Ryan was about to walk towards the library when he suddenly stopped as if he thought of something.

"Hagrid, have you been getting closer to Madam Maxime recently?" Ryan asked, looking at Hagrid. Hagrid also stopped, and then said a little embarrassedly, "Yes, after all, it's been so many years.

I have only seen a big woman like her."

Ryan nodded, then after observing that there was no one else around, he said: "Hagrid, as a friend, I need to tell you that you must never talk to Mrs. Maxim about your affairs in public no matter whether there is anyone or not.

The question of giant bloodline.”

Hagrid looked confused, "Why is this?"

"You have to know that the entire wizarding world takes blood very seriously, and generally excludes wizards with non-human blood. Especially once a wizard is mixed with the blood of certain evil creatures recognized by the magic world, most wizards will be rejected.

Trust. Mrs. Maxim has gone through a lot of hardships to become the principal, but once others know that she has giant blood, they will definitely attack her. At that time, most of her life's hard work will be wasted. And I imagine Mark

An elegant woman like Mrs. Sim also doesn’t want to be associated with giants, so that she will be associated with some not-so-good things."

Hagrid was a little dazed by Ryan's words, but he still nodded and said: "I know you are doing it for my own good, so I swear that I will never hurt her by talking about this aspect with her."

At this point, Hagrid suddenly came to his senses and said, "Wait, when did you know that I was a half-giant?"

"Shh, keep your voice down." Ryan put his hand in front of his mouth and made a gesture. "Most people don't like half-giants. Why are you shouting so loudly?"

After finishing speaking, Ryan continued to say in a calm tone: "You said that I read books all day long. I can naturally infer this from your body's resistance and your aging speed. After all, normal people are not like you.

You can recover so quickly after being injured by a magical animal, and you won’t look the same as you do in your forties when you are in your sixties. These characteristics, coupled with your extraordinary size, I knew you were a human being in the first grade.

Half giant."

At this point, Ryan patted Hagrid's arm and said, "Of course, I think you are a good person. I will also help you keep this secret."

After saying that, Ryan left the confused Hagrid and went to the library to study, leaving the confused Hagrid standing there blankly.

After reading in the library for an afternoon, Ryan and Hermione went to the auditorium to have dinner together. Due to the presence of foreign guests, the school's meals have been kept at a relatively high level recently, especially with the addition of many exotic dishes.

Dishes. For example, tonight's German-style grilled white sausage made Ryan very happy.

"The food here in the UK is too greasy." At this time, Fleur's voice with a French accent came from the direction of Ravenclaw, "I feel like I have gained a lot of weight recently, and I can no longer fit into my ceremonial robe!"

"No one forced her to eat so much. Who can blame her if she can't control it? Ryan, you should at least defeat this woman who only cares about herself." After hearing this, Hermione said to Ryan beside her with some displeasure.

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"Don't worry, I will definitely beat her." Ryan replied vaguely while drinking German-style creamy shrimp soup.

"Don't have food in your mouth when you talk." Hermione picked up the book on the stool and patted Ryan a few times, but judging from her expression, she seemed to be satisfied with Ryan's answer just now.

After finishing the meal, the two chatted for a while about the problem of transfiguration before getting up and preparing to go back to the common room. When they walked to the hall with their books in their arms, they saw a large group of people surrounding it, and there was also a loud noise coming from inside.

Ron spoke loudly.

"Miss Delacour, can you be my dance partner?"

"Is he crazy?" Hermione said as she squeezed to the front of the crowd under Ryan's guidance. Sure enough, she saw Fleur standing with several Beauxbatons girls looking at Ron with a look of contempt, as if

He was a sea cucumber or something, so he didn't even bother to answer.

In this embarrassing atmosphere, the color on Ron's face suddenly receded, and then he covered his face and got into the crowd and ran away.

"Is he going to be okay?" Hermione was still kind-hearted and asked worriedly after reading the joke.

"It's okay, didn't you see Harry and Ginny going up to help him?" Ryan's eyesight has always been very good after mastering Eagle Eye, and he easily passed through the crowd and saw Ron being helped away by Harry and Ginny.

When Ryan and the others returned to the common room, they saw Ron sitting there with a dead look on his face, and several people were comforting him.

"It's okay, Ron. Fleur is a mixed-blood Veela. Maybe she just had the magic power to be released at that time." Ryan stepped forward to persuade her.

"Hybrid Veela, is it true?" Ron asked as if he was grasping at straws.

"Really, when I checked the wand that day, Fleur said that her grandmother was a Veela. If you don't believe me, ask Harry."

Harry nodded quickly to indicate that what Ryan said was true, which finally made Ron's face look better. However, his face soon fell, "Harry, Ryan, you have all found a dance partner, but I haven't yet."

Dance partner. By the way, Ginny, can you go to the dance with me?"

"Brother, that will make me look unwanted. Besides, I have already found my dance partner."

"You found your dance partner, who is it?" Ron looked in disbelief.

"This is my private matter, you just need to know that there is someone who can appreciate your sister." Ginny said in an exaggerated tone.

Ron kept thinking about this for the next time. Ryan took an opportunity to ask Harry in a low voice: "You didn't tell Ron that Ginny was your dance partner?"

"No." Harry shrugged. "Ginny and I both think it would be more appropriate to discuss this kind of thing later, otherwise." After saying this, Harry quietly pointed to where Ron was nagging his sister.

"Okay, you are right." Ryan also made a sympathetic expression at this time. With such a brother, there are indeed some things that are not suitable to be said in advance.


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