Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

"So, how did that tauren end up like that?"

At the giants' celebration banquet, Astoria secretly asked Louis.

"It's very simple." Louis lowered his voice and tried not to let others hear. Although the silly big men were having a revelry with each other, no one noticed the little moves between the two lovers.

"The power of Mitaunos changes with the opponent. It will always be a little higher than the opponent it faces." Lewis explained, "But when it faced me, its power was suppressed to the same level as the opponent it faced." Of course I can't compete with Agron's full-strength attack at a similar level."

After Mitaunos dissipated, Lewis obtained the ax from the battlefield, and judging from Lius's research, the power Mitaunos possessed came from that battle axe.

"If you can fully control this weapon, perhaps any defense method will no longer be a problem in your eyes."

"Any defense? Including... evil gods?"

"I'm afraid that won't work." Lius shook his head. "As a magical vessel, it still has a limit to what it can withstand. The power of the evil god is beyond the understanding of wizards. But to deal with ordinary dark wizards, Or other powerful magical animals are enough."

These were Lius's original words at the time, but with Louis' current strength, he could only move an ax. It seemed that it would take some time to fully control it.

The food of the giants is not delicious, but the portions are indeed large enough. After this disaster, the number of surviving giants in the entire giant family dropped sharply, and the remaining giants followed the leadership of Hagrid's brother Grop.

The seriously injured Hagrid, under Farmiga's careful care, although his physical strength has not fully recovered, is almost completely fine.

The huge Hagrid is still a small presence in front of giants, but he is never shy when drinking, which makes Mrs. Maxim next to her frown frequently.

Of course, on the last night of the giant tribe, she did not stop Hagrid's carnival, so that in the end, she dragged Hagrid back to the cave prepared for them by Grop.

The giant magician Agron did not join the banquet. After defeating Mitaunos, the titular giant hero seemed to disappear. Even Louis did not know where he went.

But he met with Louis before leaving. Although he said that he would not work for Voldemort, he also did not want to help Albus Dumbledore.

"We don't want to participate in the battle between your wizards. After being imprisoned for so long, we want to see what the world has become."

"Yes, brother is right."

"But, Senior Agron, what we are facing now is an evil god. It is not just a war between us wizards, but also a responsibility that all creatures in the world must bear."

Lewis was not biased against Agron because of his previous plot against Gropp and his attack on Hagrid. On the contrary, although the two finally joined forces, it was more like using each other, but he also saw the powerful magician of the giants. strength.

"Evil God? That's just a legendary creature." Both Agron's heads expressed denial, "Okay, you saved our lives, and we promise not to help the Dark Lord. It's a matter between you wizards. , it’s up to you to do it yourself.”

Louis tried his best to persuade Agron to leave with them, but at least the crisis among the giants was resolved. Lewis handed the unconscious Death Eater to Hagrid and told him to hand this guy over to Dumbledore.

"Then where are you two going?" Hagrid carried the man on his shoulders. After leaving the giant tribe, he became the strength of the team again.

"Grimmauld Place, Harry and the others should be there too." Louis looked at Astoria. Mr. Greengrass was injured while protecting the Ministry of Magic. In fact, in Dumbledore's eyes, Greengrass The family is already on the same side as the Order of the Phoenix, but Louis trusts Astoria more than Daphne.

"Please, Madame Maxime, send us there."

. . . . .

London's winter climate is dry and cold, and no one wants to come out to enjoy the scenery at midnight on the day before Christmas, not to mention the extremely depressed Grimmauld Place which is even more sparsely populated.

"Is this the place you mentioned?"

A boy and girl stood between the doors of rooms 11 and 13. The girl cowered and hid behind the boy, the biting cold wind blowing against her thin body.

"Well, Dumbledore has cast a Fidelity Curse here. No one is allowed to enter without permission. Just remember these words."

The boy whispered something into the girl's ear, and after a while, an ancient door appeared out of thin air between the two houses.

"Okay, from now on, you are also one of the secret keepers."

The boy pulled the girl into the gate of No. 12 Grimmauld Place. Their luggage had been delivered there by Dumbledore long ago.

At midnight, the entire Order of the Phoenix had gone to bed, and the old Blake mansion was eerily quiet, with only sporadic noises proving that there were indeed people living here.

Louis and Astoria moved forward carefully in the house, and suddenly at a corner in the house, they were almost blinded by a bright light.

"Who's there? Oh, it's you."

It was a shout from a male adult. When he put down his wand, Louis could see his face clearly.

"Is the matter done? Dumbledore said you would come over in the next few days, but I didn't expect it would be at this time."

"Sirius? Are you still awake?"

The visitor was Sirius Black, the owner of this house.

"In special times, Dumbledore said that someone must be on duty every night." Sirius waved his hand, "As you know, since I was suspended from the Ministry of Magic, I have nothing to do every day, and I happened to do something for the Order of the Phoenix. ”

"Sit down, I'll ask Kreacher to serve you some tea."

"Where are the others, are they all here?" Luis La Astoria sat down at the table.

"The Weasley boys and Harry and Hermione are all here." Sirius pushed the cup in front of them. "Molly and Meserys are here too, and others are still investigating at the Ministry of Magic. It’s about your father’s attack, but tomorrow is Christmas and they should all be back.”

"My father, is he okay?" Astoria looked worried and felt a little remorse at the same time.

"He is fine. He has recovered from a critical condition, thanks to the superb technology of St. Mungo's Hospital." Sirius said calmly, "But it may take some time to be discharged from the hospital."

"You don't have to worry, Astoria. Since Osnet was injured while trying to stop Voldemort, our Order of the Phoenix will definitely be responsible for him to the end."