Chapter 765: Prove Yourselves
The magnificent Cyclops statue oppressively towered above everyone, almost being inviting to bow at its sight.
The creature stood as high as a mighty Greek titan and was extremely powerful, enough to slaughter the dragon and kill anyone who dared to offend it.
But now, that momentum has been undermined by a mere scabbard.
The scabbard was planted into the giant’s eye, carved with exquisite patterns and inlaid with small sparkling rubies.
With it as the center, the huge crack tilted downward, dividing the Cyclops in two halves…
Evan had seen Gryffindor in past memories, and his sword was sheathed in this scabbard. However, only the blade was left behind for his heir, the sheath was left behind in here.
Looking at the nearly 100-foot-tall statue split in half in front of him, Evan could imagine the brutality of the battle.
In the face of the legendary Cyclops, Gryffindor was finally scarred in the eye by his lightning and lost his scabbard. The Cyclops also paid a painful price and had since disappeared from history.
This broken statue and this scabbard were proof of that battle, a testament to the past.
Gryffindor’s sword had been made by goblins and had a lot of magical characteristics, and so was this scabbard.
It was one with the sword. Only when the two were combined could the sword be at its full potential.
Evan looked at the scabbard above, wondering how to get it away, and unconsciously followed Hagrid forward.
Karkus was waiting for them impatiently, constantly wriggling. He was not used to wearing such formal clothes.
Hagrid held the replica of the crown of fate, the exquisite goblin-made battle helmet, and offered it to Karkus.
Karkus took it, and sat there listening to Hagrid and Sirius, with Herbert translating.
The two expressed their intentions and conveyed Dumbledore’s words.
Karkus didn’t say much, but seemed interested in what Dumbledore had to say. He snarled a few times, and Herbert told them that Karkus had heard of Dumbledore’s name and knew he was a great wizard.
Inside the cave, more and more giants gathered, showing their interest as well…
That was a good sign, and what remained of the conversation was quite pleasant. The four of them were full of hope.
When Hagrid promised to bring another gift tomorrow, definitely better than the “crown of fate” in the hands of Karkus, Karkus’s face lit up with an eager smile.
He said that the four of them were friends of the giants, and even invited them to stay for dinner, and was ready to introduce more giants to them.
But the situation quickly changed as a very burly giant came in from the outside.
He was forty feet tall, the tallest giant Evan had ever seen. He had dark hair, big black teeth, and was wearing a necklace made of skulls, some looking human. On one of his volleyball-sized knuckles was a ring engraved with intricate runes.
Evan felt a touch of magic in it; it was a Dark magical item. This was really astonishing! Where did this giant get this stuff?!!
“This is Golgomath!” Herbert whispered, looking scared of the giant.
In fact, since he entered, the mood inside the cave clearly shifted, and even Karkus flinched back.
That was the impact of Golgomath, the most powerful warrior of the giant tribe. Not long ago he had rejected the group’s goodwill.
Evan raised his head and looked at the tall giant warrior. He was tall enough to reach the thighs of the statue of Cyclops, and his tanned bulging muscles showed his strength. The other giants looked much weaker in front of him.
This guy had certainly begun working with Death Eaters by now, as evidenced by the Dark magic ring he was carrying.
Golgomath walked to the front of the throne. He talked to Karkus in the language of the giants, and their voices grew louder and louder.
“Golgomath does not approve of the Gurg’s rash alliance with you. He thinks he should be more cautious when it comes to answering Dumbledore’s request …” Herbert translated their conversation, but with a roar of Golgomath, he stopped quickly.
The old giant’s expression was terrified, his body was shaking slightly, and Golgomath seemed to be scolding him. Perhaps it was because of those gifts that made Golgomath think that Herbert was on the team’s side.
He gave Herbert, Evan and the others a hard glare, and then turned his head and angrily continued to quarrel with Karkus.
Golgomath was waving his hands vigorously, as though ready to pounce on the Gurg of the giants.
The giants around were scared and slowly stepped backwards.
“Be careful, there’s something wrong!” said Sirius, pulling Evan back a step. His right hand was on the wand at his waist, and Madame Maxime in the front did the same.
“Golgomath has proposed a duel. He wants to test your strength to judge whether you are qualified to form an alliance with the giants!” Herbert said suddenly, in a hasty and uneasy tone. “The Gurg agreed with his suggestion and you must get ready.”
“What? A duel?!” Hagrid looked at him in surprise.
“Giants don’t trust wizards. We only admire the strong,” the old giant repeated Golgomath’s words and pointed to Evan and Sirius. “You two don’t have giant blood, so you have to prove yourselves. Either accept the duel or get out of here!”
If they left like this, the negotiation and alliance with the giants would obviously fail! Evan and Sirius looked at each other and pulled out their wands.
“Since it’s a duel he wants, let’s begin!” said Sirius, raising his head and staring at Golgomath. “Herbert, tell this big man that I have no problem with his request, but let him know that he should be prepared to lose!”
“I don’t have any problem either; I just hope he doesn’t regret choosing the wrong opponent!” said Evan, and there was a little shimmering light at the end of his wand.
The sudden duel immediately began, and everyone backed away to make room for them.
Golgomath called out a giant warrior from outside. This guy was only slightly shorter than him. He was wearing heavy armour, holding a massive sharp axe in his hand, and staring at Evan and Sirius. A giant armed to the teeth, which made him several times more dangerous.
Golgomath also had his weapon in his hand. It was a black iron bludgeon covered with aged dry blood and goo.
Herbert told Evan that Golgomath’s favourite method of killing was smashing skulls…
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