Chapter 408 Grawp

They walked deeper into the Forbidden Forest. After about an hour, they finally walked out of the dense woods and came to an open field of vision.

By the time he got here, Sherlock could already hear a strange sound, like a train whistle, which could be heard from a long distance away. It was loud, but intermittent, just like breathing.

Hagrid scratched his head with a slightly red face.

"He gets a good night's sleep."

"It's indeed very good." Sherlock complained, "But the creatures that originally lived here will be unlucky. They will have to move at least one kilometer away."

While they were talking, there was a rustling sound in the bushes not far from them. Hagrid looked in that direction warily, but Sherlock's expression remained unchanged.

After entering the Forbidden Forest, he deployed his control magic, so even if the person hadn't appeared in front of them, Sherlock knew that he was not an enemy.

Two centaurs stepped out from behind the bushes. One of them had a handsome face, light blond hair, and his naked upper body did not have as much hair as the other centaurs.

After seeing the visitor, Hagrid looked a little embarrassed, but he still said hello.

"Fierenze, it's already so late and you haven't rested yet?"

The centaur named Firenze looked at Hagrid. His expression was quite kind, but he could also see the helplessness in it.

"This sound makes it hard for people to fall asleep. Hagrid, he is so noisy that the entire tribe can't stand such noise. Moreover, he also tried to get close to our territory during the day. He seemed to be worried about the wooden trees surrounding the outside. Fences are curious.”

The centaurs around Firenze were not as polite as him, and he directly accused loudly.

"You have to let him leave! This way we can't rest normally at all, and he has shown aggression. No one can guarantee whether he will rush into our tribe one day!"

Hagrid was even more embarrassed, and he explained with very little confidence.

"Group is still a child... He is just not very sensible now. I will teach him. I believe I can teach him well."

"Before we teach him well, we will all be treated as toys and torn apart by him!" The rough centaur said angrily, "We are not negotiating with you, Hagrid! The leader has already said that if you If you don’t want him to move out, we will use violence to evict him!”

Hagrid waved his hands in panic and said.

"Oh no, no, no, Eric, he is my brother. There is only such an open space next to your tribe in the entire Forbidden Forest. I can go to your place to explain to the other centaurs, and I promise to discipline them within three days. The good of him..."

Before Hagrid could finish speaking, Sherlock interrupted him.

"We will find a new habitat for Grawp. This is the purpose of my coming to the Forbidden Forest tonight, so you can rest assured that he will not disturb you again in the future."

Firenze and Eric only turned their attention to Sherlock at this time. They had not seen him because of Graup's problem, and because Sherlock was standing behind Hagrid and was mostly obscured by his broad figure. Didn't notice him.

"You are...Professor Forrester from that school." Firenze looked a little surprised, as if he knew Sherlock's name.

Sherlock raised his eyebrows. Being able to call out his name meant that the centaurs who had been living in the Forbidden Forest were not completely isolated from the outside world. They also had channels to obtain information.

"I am Sherlock Forrest. Dumbledore sent me to the Forbidden Forest today specifically to deal with Grawp's matter."

Eric and Firenze looked at each other, and then they both lowered their heads to Sherlock as a sign of respect.

"Since you are here to handle it, we are willing to follow your arrangements." Firenze said softly, "May the stars guide you, Mr. Forrest."

After saying that, the two centaurs retraced their steps and disappeared into the bushes in front of them.

Sherlock stared at Hagrid.

"Since when have centaurs become so easy to talk to?"

Hagrid also looked confused.

"I don't know. Normally, centaurs should hate and look down on wizards, but they always talk about it. Maybe they saw some prophecy in the stars."

Sherlock touched his chin in confusion.

He didn't think that just because he was now famous in the wizarding world, the centaurs showed such an attitude. Harry was more famous than him before. Listening to their stories about his first-year deeds, the centaurs didn't think so either. Showing so much respect.

Before Sherlock could recover, Hagrid asked worriedly.

"How are we going to find a new open space for Grawp? Other places are also occupied by magical animals. There is only this open space next to the centaurs tribe."

"The Forbidden Forest is so big, even if there is no open space, we can't create an open space?" Sherlock said while continuing to walk in the direction of the snoring, "Where was the Acromantula's territory before? I remember that place was quite big. , your brother is also a pure-blooded giant. Even if he is not as strong as other giants in the giant tribe, pulling up a few trees is not much harder than us pulling out grass, right? "

Hagrid had an embarrassed look on his face.

"It's not that I haven't thought about letting him clear a clearing by himself, but he...well, he doesn't really listen to me."

Sherlock turned his head and glanced at Hagrid, who was still bruised and swollen, and couldn't help but smacked his lips, knowing that the relationship between their brothers was "deep".

"Disobedient naughty child? If you can't discipline him, then let me do it."

As they were talking, they had already arrived at the open space where Hagrid's brother Grawp was temporarily living.

The giants in this century are not as big as mountains like in other fantasy stories. The average height of giants is about 20 feet, which is more than 6 meters.

The height is equivalent to a two-story building, and Hagrid's half-brother Grawp is a small man among the giants, only 16 feet (more than 4 meters). It is precisely because of this willingness that he Hagrid, who had been bullied by the giant tribe before, found him during this trip to find the giant and brought him back to Hogwarts.

But the Forbidden Forest is not Hagrid's private property after all. The forest still belongs to Hogwarts in name. Whether this matter is public or private, Dumbledore should know about it.

On the first day Hagrid came back, he found Dumbledore and got permission from him.

But even the "short" Grawp was still a giant. Dumbledore, who knew Hagrid's character, certainly didn't leave this matter to him so easily, so he asked Sherlock to help him this afternoon. Take care of it.

Grawp was currently sleeping on the comfortable grass. His snoring was so loud that the closer he got, the more people were shaken by the sound, which made their ears ring.

"I can't wake him up!"

Hagrid, who stood in front of him like a dwarf, struggled to punch Grawp twice with his fists. But as he said, his brother had a good sleep quality and was not bitten by mosquitoes like this. Feeling like waking up.

This was of course also the reason why Hagrid obviously didn't want to strike hard. Sherlock waved at Hagrid, signaling him to step back, and then snapped his fingers at Grawp.

The next second, Graup's upper body seemed to be suddenly pushed up by some huge force, and he sat up from the ground.

If he doesn't wake up like this, then don't call him a giant, just call him a giant pig.

The snoring stopped suddenly, and Grawp opened his stone-sized eyes in a daze, looking down at Sherlock and Hagrid.

After a full five or six seconds, he seemed to have just reacted. He roared very dissatisfied and irritably, then raised his fist and smashed it to the ground.

Fortunately, he still saved some face for Hagrid. He just beat the ground to vent his anger, and had no intention of attacking Sherlock and the others.

The ground shook twice. Although it was not to the point of shaking the earth, it still made people tremble under their feet.

Sherlock frowned and looked at Grawp, who was like a child and had an unsound mind.

"Can he communicate?"

Hagrid said: "You can communicate, but he usually doesn't want to communicate with me. I've been trying to think of ways to teach him English since I brought him to the Forbidden Forest."

Sherlock nodded.

"As long as he can communicate, tell him now and ask him to go to the Acromantula's former territory and clean it up by himself, and he will live there from now on."

"He probably won't be able to agree. He was very satisfied with this place when I brought him here." Hagrid said hesitantly.

"Just do what I say first."

Hagrid followed what Sherlock said and tried to communicate with Grawp and told him the general meaning.

But the result was just as he said. Grawp didn't look very happy. He shook his big head and babbled something that Sherlock couldn't understand. But even if you had to guess, you could guess that he was refusing. .

Hagrid shook his head helplessly at Sherlock, but Sherlock didn't show any disappointment on his face. He directly grabbed a lot of wands from his pocket, and the last two hundred wands were all suspended in the grid. Around Luopu, the tips of the sticks were pointed at him.

Hagrid was immediately shocked.

"Sherlock, he can still be saved!"

"Don't be nervous." Sherlock comforted Hagrid, "I will keep a good balance and will not let him get hurt. I will only let him know what it means to be obedient."

Grawp is a giant, but giants are not fools. With so many wands pointed at him, he naturally feels Sherlock's hostility.

He stood up from the ground, roared, and waved his big hand, as if to drive away mosquitoes, trying to drive away the wands floating around him.

But before he could make any move, hundreds of wands struck out in unison!

The next moment, Graup was floating in the air.

He looked extremely panicked. The feeling of floating without being able to touch the ground made him feel insecure. His body struggled desperately in mid-air, but it was all in vain.

Hagrid watched with his mouth wide open as Sherlock subdued Grawp so easily. He could imagine that Sherlock would be very strong, but it was a bit too exaggerated to leave a giant powerless to fight back.

After all, although the giants are not very smart and their bodies are huge, their reactions are very slow and they are easily hit by magic spells, but they also have magic resistance that is no less than that of fire dragons.

Spells like the Levitation Spell would be difficult to be effective on giants without a hundred and eighty wizards casting the spell together.

And now it was the first time that Hagrid saw Sherlock's ability to cast spells with multiple wands.

Sherlock didn't care about Hagrid's shocked look. In the past, even if he used two hundred wands to use the levitation spell together, he couldn't control the giant. It was not because the giant was too heavy, but because their magic resistance was too high.

It was not until recently that he used the residual soul in the locket to complete the third soul stitching. The magic power was greatly enhanced, and the control of magic was much better than before, so that the spell could be enhanced to the current level.

He took Grawp directly to the territory of the eight-eyed giant spider. Grawp was certainly not honest along the way. He kept struggling and roaring like a drowning man, but it was all in vain.

Hagrid followed Sherlock, and the two of them took Grawp to the former territory of the eight-eyed giant spider.

This place had been burned into a white land more than three years ago, but recently, relying on the nutrients left by the ash, some new plants have grown.

The reason why Hagrid didn't choose this place at the beginning was that the terrain here was not flat, there were potholes everywhere, and there were many tree roots that were not completely burned, which was very troublesome to take care of.

Sherlock threw Grawp, who had basically given up struggling, into a big pit.

Grawp, who had regained his freedom, felt that he could stand up again. He thought that the reason he was controlled by Sherlock before was purely because of his sneak attack. As long as he was mentally prepared, he would not be subdued so easily again.

Grawp roared and wanted to rush out of the pit, and stretched out his hand in Sherlock's direction, as if he wanted to catch him in his hand.

Sherlock just waved his hand expressionlessly, and hundreds of wands around him moved together and cast a repelling spell.

An extremely huge force collided with Grawp, who wanted to rush out of the pit, and directly knocked him over, like a meatball, and rolled back into the pit again.

Grawp shook the dirt off his hair, and with only one mind, he rushed towards Sherlock again.

As expected, he was thrown to the ground again. This happened five times in a row. Each time he fell to the ground, the amplitude of his fall became larger and larger. After the fifth time, he even sat on the ground and slid back seven or eight meters before stopping. Grawp finally became obedient and lowered his head to show that he had given up.

This is the rule in the giant tribe. Whoever has the bigger fist has the right to speak.

"Now tell him again, if you want to live here, you have to make a space for yourself."

Hagrid repeated Sherlock's words in a gentle tone.

In this way, the two of them played the role of the bad guy and the good guy, and disciplined Grawp completely. At least now he can listen to what Hagrid said to him.