Ever since three years ago, when Elwyn obtained the sorcerer's stone that Gryffindor left behind in the centaur tribe, he obtained their friendship.
That sorcerer's stone had been stored in the centaur tribe for centuries, long enough for the centaurs to bestow upon it countless additional meanings. It was practically a sacred existence comparable to the stars and the faith of their ancestors.
As the current owner of the sorcerer's stone, Elwyn's position in the centaur tribe was naturally very high, even surpassing Dumbledore.
Especially after he combined the sorcerer's stone, the incident with the fallen centaurs and the evil god had always been the centaur tribe's humiliation.
But Elwyn suspected that even if he appeared, the centaurs would not agree to Hagrid's request.
Hagrid's relationship with the centaurs was already good enough, but rearing a destructive giant in the forbidden forest was actually an extremely crazy move. Furthermore, the centaurs who treated the forbidden forest as their private land were even more stubborn, insisting that tradition should not be changed.
Thinking about the hot-tempered Margaret and the others, Elwyn deeply sighed.
"It's hard to imagine, he really wants to bring that big guy back. I was originally hoping that Hagrid would give up!"
"Yeah, a giant. I dare say, you can see him from the top of the castle tower." Ron said, suddenly laughing. "Actually this isn't bad right? Think about it, if Umrich opens her window, what awaits her is the giant's ugly face and a terrifying roar. I dare say, she will definitely cry from fright. "
"This isn't a joking matter!" Hermione sternly said. "If other people discover the giant, Hagrid will be expelled, it might even implicate the principal and others. We must protect the giant's secret. Elwyn, are you going to help him? "
"I'll try, but those centaurs are the most stubborn creatures I've ever seen, it might not be effective." Elwyn said.
"En, I'll go out for a while!" Harry said. "Hedwig needs treatment, I'll go find Professor Grapeland."
"Wait a moment. Let's let Dobby the houseelf go." Elwyn said, stopping Harry. "If you carry Hedwig out now, you'll be easily suspected. I still need Dobby to send a message to the centaurs, tell them about this matter and listen to their opinions."
A house-elf delivering a letter was much safer than an owl, and it was also very convenient. Dobby was happy to accept this task.
He even talked to everyone about the situation in the kitchen. Although Hermione had put in a lot of effort, everything was the same. The only change was probably that Sparkle's condition had become worse. Since Mr. Crouch was killed and little Barty's soul was sucked away, Sparkle had completely collapsed!
Now, she did nothing but drink every day and became the scum of the house-elves. She was even more unacceptable to the house-elves than Dobby.
Now, Dobby was the only one taking care of her. He even hid her in the House of Granted Wishes a few times.
"Do we have to do something for Sparkle?" Hermione said, watching Dobby disappear in front of her with Hedwig. "I think that with a little more love and care, she'll get better. Look at Kritcher, he's a good example."
"Kritcher didn't get better because of love and care," Ron said. "And he's only friendly to the three of you now."
"Well, maybe we can take Sparkle to Mr. Crouch's tombstone to have a look. That might make her feel better." Hermione said thoughtfully, carefully considering the matter. "Does anyone know where he was buried?"
At this moment, Angelina walked in in a daze, with Fred and George beside her.
"There's no Quidditch ball training," she said in a hollow voice. "Not this week, and probably not next week."
"But I've been restraining myself these past few days!" Harry said, looking very shocked. "I didn't say anything to her, I swear!"
"I know, I know," Angelina said bitterly. "The teams of the other three academies have been approved for reorganization. We just went to see her, and she only said that she still needs to think about it, and it might take a while."
"Think about what?" Ron said angrily. "She approved Slytherin, so why can't she approve us?"
There was a moment of silence. Everyone could imagine how much Umrich liked the Gryffindor Quidditch team as a threat hanging over their heads.
Of course, she didn't want to give up this weapon prematurely. It was much more useful than confinement!
"Forget it!" Hermione said. "Think on the bright side. At least you two have time to write about Snape!"
"That's the bright side?" Harry retorted. Ron also looked at Hermione in disbelief. "It sounds as bad as helping Twinkle find Mr. Crouch's burial place. There's no Quidditch ball training, and there's no homework for Potions class!"
He fell into his chair, picked up his pen reluctantly, and continued to finish his Potions class paper.
"Hermione is right. It's not entirely a bad thing. I think there'll be time for combat training this way. At least everyone in Gryffindor has free time!" Elwyn said. "We can start as soon as possible. How about tomorrow night?"
"I have no objections!" Harry said immediately. This made him feel a little better.
At least they were fighting against Umrich and the Ministry of Magic. This seemed to be his only hope at the moment.
"We have no objections either. If we don't start now, I'll forget everything I've learned before!" Fred said.
"Yeah, you know, there are so many things waiting for us to do every day." George agreed.
"Alright then. Inform the others tomorrow. If they have time, ask them to come to the House of Granted Requests on the eighth floor after dinner." Elwyn said. "Hermione and I have everything ready. A proper training ground and everything else."
For the rest of the night, Elwyn and the others discussed Hagrid and Grlope.
Harry's Potions class homework did not make much progress. It was hard for him to concentrate. The room was extremely noisy. After countless attempts, Fred and George finally perfected a fast-acting truancy candy. They were demonstrating it to the cheering crowd.
George was yelling, holding a writing board to record the order. Fred bit the orange end and immediately vomited into the bucket in front of him. He then swallowed the purple end, and the vomiting stopped immediately.
Every once in a while, Lee Jordan would lazily use the Vanish Spell to empty the vomit.
Vomiting, cheering, people were ordering from Fred and George. Harry could not concentrate on writing the correct formula for the enhancement potion.
Just like him, Hermione sneered with dissatisfaction. She did not even talk about the giants anymore!
"Aren't you going to stop them?" Elwyn asked. Hermione was very unhappy with Fred and George's experiments.
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