The Shopkeeper of All Worlds in the British Wizarding World

Chapter 300 Hybrid Giant
Ryan was just going to the library on the second floor to read, so he went upstairs with Hagrid. When watching Hagrid put the Christmas tree in the designated place and then picked up the armor, Ryan finally couldn't help but ask his own question.

"Hagrid, can't you use magic now? Why don't you use magic to move this thing?"

"I'm just used to it." Hagrid patted the armor on his shoulder, causing Peeves to yell again. "To be honest, the Yule Ball is a great opportunity to relax. I usually see you and Hermione studying with a book all day long, so you can take this opportunity to have a good rest."

"Yeah, it's Christmas holiday after all." When they said this, the two of them had already arrived at the corridor on the second floor. Ryan was about to walk towards the library when he suddenly stopped as if he had thought of something.

"Hagrid, have you been getting closer to Madam Maxime recently?" Ryan asked Hagrid. Hagrid also stopped, and then said a little embarrassedly, "Yes, after all, in all these years, I have only seen such a big woman like her."

Ryan nodded, and then after observing that there was no one else around, he said, "Hagrid, as a friend, I need to tell you that you must not discuss your giant bloodline with Madam Maxime in public, whether there are people around or not."

Hagrid looked confused, "Why is that?"

"You have to know that the entire wizarding world takes bloodline very seriously and generally rejects wizards with non-human bloodline. In particular, once a wizard has the bloodline of certain evil creatures recognized by the magic world, he or she will be distrusted by most wizards. Madame Maxime went through a lot of hardships to become the headmaster, but once others knew that she had giant bloodline, they would definitely make trouble for her, and at that time, most of her life's hard work would be wasted. And I think an elegant woman like Madame Maxime would not want to be associated with giants, so as not to be associated with some not-so-good things."

Hagrid was a little confused by Ryan's words, but he nodded and said, "I know you are doing this for my own good, so I swear I will never talk to her about this and hurt her."

At this point Hagrid suddenly seemed to react and said, "Wait, when did you know I was half giant?"

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

After that, Ryan continued in a calm tone: "You said that I read books all day, so I can naturally infer this from your body resistance and your aging speed. After all, normal people are not like you who recover as quickly as you do after being hurt by magical animals, and they don't look about 40 years old when they are over 60 years old. These characteristics, plus your extraordinary size, I knew you were a half-giant when I was in the first grade."

At this point Ryan patted Hagrid's arm and said, "Of course, I think you're a good person. I'll 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 hall for dinner. Because of the foreign guests, the school's meals have been kept at a relatively high level recently, especially adding a lot of exotic dishes. For example, the German-style grilled white sausage tonight made Ryan very happy.

"The food here in England is too greasy." At this time, Fleur's voice with a French accent came from the direction of Ravenclaw, "I feel like I've gained a lot of weight recently, and I can't even wear my robes anymore!"

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

"Don't worry, I can definitely beat her." Ryan answered vaguely while drinking German-style cream shrimp soup.

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

After finishing their meal, the two chatted about Transfiguration for a while before getting up to go back to the common room. When they walked into the hallway with their books, they saw a large group of people gathered there, and Ron's loud voice could be heard from inside. "Miss Delacour, can you be my dance partner?"

"Is he crazy?" Hermione said as she squeezed to the front of the crowd with Ryan leading the way. Sure enough, she saw Fleur and several girls from Beauxbatons standing together and looking at Ron with contempt, as if he was a sea cucumber or something, and they were too disdainful to answer.

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

"Is he going to be okay?" Hermione was still kind enough to ask with some concern after seeing the joke.

"It's okay. Didn't you see Harry and Ginny go up to help him?" Ryan's eyesight has been very good since he mastered Hawkeye. He easily looked 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 dejected look on his face, and several people were comforting him.

"It's okay, Ron. Fleur is a half-Veela, and maybe her enchanting magic was just released at that time." Ryan stepped forward to persuade.

"Half-blood Veela, really?" Ron asked as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Really? Fleur herself said when she was checking wands the other day that her grandmother was a Veela. If you don't believe me, ask Harry."

Harry nodded quickly to show that what Ryan said was true, which finally made Ron look better. But his face soon fell, "Harry, Ryan, you all found dance partners, but I don't have one yet. By the way, Ginny, can you go to the dance with me?"

"Brother, that would make me look unwanted. Besides, I've already found a partner."

"You found a dance partner, who?" Ron asked in disbelief.

"This is my personal matter. You just need to know that someone appreciates your sister." Ginny said in an exaggerated tone.

Ron kept mumbling about this for the rest of the time, and Ryan took the opportunity to whisper to Harry, "You didn't tell Ron that Ginny was your dance partner?"

"No." Harry shrugged. "Ginny and I both think it's better to talk about this kind of thing when the time comes, otherwise--" At this point, Harry quietly pointed to Ron who was nagging his sister.

"Well, you're right." Ryan also made an empathetic expression at this time. Having a brother like this is indeed something that is not suitable to be said in advance.

(End of this chapter)