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The field is filled with various enlarged training equipment: dumbbells as tall as small mountains, iron chains as thick as thighs for giants to practice climbing artificial mountains, and so on.

Wooden stakes and stone walls stood firmly around the perimeter of the field, serving as sandbags. The most eye-catching feature, however, was the off-road training ground composed of boulders, logs, and pits, which alone covered several acres.

The scene before us was clearly an enlarged version of a military camp hidden in the forest.

Before he finished speaking, a series of rumbling footsteps suddenly rang out, and the earth seemed to tremble.

They all turned their heads at the same time and saw a giant over seven meters tall walking towards them.

The giant had pale skin with a slight yellowish tinge, and wore a black horned camel skin coat. The smooth leather shimmered with a deep luster in the sunlight, and his shiny bald head reflected a dazzling light.

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This wall of free book search, with new books released irregularly, suddenly collapsed, scattering dust everywhere.

Hermione stared at the giant in the distance, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"Are those all giants?" Hermione's voice was filled with doubt as her gaze lingered on the tall figures. "They're not quite what I've read about in the books."

The giants in the book were deformed and ugly, looking like dirty savages, completely different from the ones in front of me.

Levin chuckled softly, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes: "The original Titans were indeed lazy, obese, and spent their days in a daze. But the Titans you see now have undergone our careful training."

He pointed to the giants on the training field and continued, "They receive formal training every day, which not only makes them stronger but also greatly improves their discipline."

Hermione followed Levin's finger and saw the giants wearing black horned beast double-breasted leather coats that were stretched taut, their muscles looking exceptionally developed in the sunlight. Their movements were synchronized, and every action exuded power.

Hermione couldn't help but think that Levin was being far too modest in describing these giants as "strong and muscular."

Just then, Hermione's attention was drawn to the other side of the training field.

A giant wearing a camel skin coat walked alone to the center of the field. The wizard who trained the giants began to cast various offensive spells on him, but the giant stood still like a mountain.

Although she has experienced more than a year of events, witnessed Voldemort's rise, seen the dirty political struggles beneath the surface, and personally managed a huge organization, Hermione is no longer the little witch who has never seen the dark side.

But when she saw someone using the Fireball spell on the Titans, her kind nature made her worried.

“Levin, how can these giants be so obedient?” she couldn’t help but ask. “Are they just going to stand there and take the beating willingly? Won’t something bad happen to them if we keep casting spells on them like this?”

Levin stood behind Hermione. He heard her worry and smiled gently.

“You don’t need to worry at all that a spell of the [Fireball] level will take their lives, Hermione. They’ve been specially trained by us and are used to such attacks. Besides, giants’ hides naturally have strong magic resistance, and with the horned beast hide armor they’re wearing, these spells are nothing to them.”

Hermione turned her head and looked into Levin's eyes: "But, that's a Fireball spell."

Fireball is one of the most destructive spells in the third circle. In Hermione's experience, apart from dragons, there are basically no creatures that can take so many fireballs head-on in a row.

“Yes, but so what?” Levin nodded. “Giants are far more defensive than [Fireball]. Horned beast hide is an extremely valuable defensive material; its defensive capabilities are even superior to dragon hide. Most spells cannot cause any substantial damage to horned beast hide. Of course, if a powerful wizard like Voldemort or Dumbledore uses the [Killing Curse], then the giant might suffer some injury. However, spells used by ordinary wizards pose no threat to them.”

After Levin finished speaking, he pointed to the giants' pale, yellowish skin and said, "Hermione, look at the skin color of these giants. Isn't it different from the giants in the book?"

Hermione nodded, her expression questioning.

“That’s because they took my improved, more potent Stone Skin potion,” Levin said proudly. “I changed the Stone Skin potion recipe. Some of the ingredients in the original recipe were very rare and expensive, so I replaced them with cheaper but more severe side effects. This makes the Stone Skin potion much more potent, at the cost of some side effects that might be fatal to human wizards, but the giants can easily tolerate.”

Hermione asked curiously after hearing this, "Side effects? What kind of impact will that have on them?"

Levin explained, "If a wizard takes a powerful Stone Skin potion, the strong earth elemental energy in it will turn him into a stone statue directly. But it won't do that to a giant. At most, they will lose their hair and become bald, and their skin will gradually become earth elemental. But these are all necessary costs to increase their defensive capabilities."

Levin gently patted Hermione on the shoulder, drawing her attention to the three giants on the other side of the field.

Their imposing figures, like three moving hills, were now forming a triangle, tossing a huge stone ball between them. The stone ball bounced lightly in their hands, and the smiles on their faces showed that they were immersed in this simple entertainment.

“See that, Hermione?” Levin’s voice carried a hint of pride. “The giants of the past used to smash everything with their clubs, fight each other, or slaughter animals in the forest for amusement. Now their entertainment is much more civilized.”

Hermione nodded, but the doubt in her eyes hadn't completely disappeared: "Yes, I saw it. But, Levin, how did you do that? These giants seem to have completely different personalities than described in the books."

She was a little confused. "The book says that giants are usually grumpy, irritable, lazy, and undisciplined creatures. But the giants here seem very orderly. How is that possible?"

Levin explained, "This is all thanks to the power of the slave contract. Every giant who comes here signs a slave contract with me. This contract gives me the right to punish them at any time and ensures that they can abide by our rules."

He paused, then pointed to some giants working in the distance: "Look, they're all very obedient now, right? That's the effect of the slave contract. I've delegated some authority to the staff here, allowing them to punish the giants when they go berserk."

Levin continued, "This is where the slave contracts come in. Every Titan here has signed a slave contract with me, and through these contracts, I have the power to punish them at any time. Now I've delegated some of the contract authority to the staff here, allowing them to discipline the Titans when they misbehave, thus ensuring their obedience."

“But Levin, is it really appropriate to maintain order solely through punishment?” Hermione asked, her brow furrowed.

Levin nodded, understanding Hermione's concerns: "Your concerns are valid, Hermione. Indeed, punishment alone is not enough. Therefore, we have also established a reward system. For giants who behave well and are willing to cooperate, we will give them more meat, spices, and other rewards. This way, they will have the incentive to follow our rules."

He smiled slightly and continued, "Furthermore, I also cast the [Enlightenment] spell on these giants. This magic can enhance their intelligence, making them more aware of their actions and responsibilities. You see, they can now communicate in simple English, although their accents are still a bit off."

“But won’t this destroy the Titans’ original culture and nature?” Hermione felt that Levin’s actions were somewhat inconsistent with her education—or at least the education she received in Muggle society. “It just doesn’t feel like Titans anymore. And changing them through slave contracts seems a bit…too naive?”

“Of course, doing this would destroy the original culture and nature of the giants,” Levin sneered. “But Hermione, do you know? No one is born wanting to live the life of a ‘primitive man, digging a cave’. Not all primitive lifestyles are right—the so-called ‘primitive lifestyle’ is just a label that we civilized people impose on them to satisfy our curiosity. On this point, I especially dislike the Muggle government of the United States.”

He sighed and said earnestly, "Indeed, Muggles' thinking is more advanced than wizards' in many ways, but that's all it is; it doesn't mean they're all right. For example, here, we must acknowledge that giants are also thinking, feeling beings, and they should also have the right to choose a better way of life."

Chapter 521 Arcane Union

Levin's words made Hermione fall into a brief moment of contemplation, and she felt somewhat ashamed.

She has always felt a sense of superiority over the "old-fashioned" wizards because of her adherence to the "advanced" ideas of Muggles.

Upon closer examination, this sense of superiority is essentially the same as the sense of superiority that wizards feel towards Muggles.

She was indeed somewhat arrogant.

However, Levin's words were not yet finished.

He took a deep breath and continued, “In fact, the slave contract is only a last resort. Pain and struggle are inevitable in bringing these primitive races into civilization. But this approach can help them integrate into our wizarding world more quickly. Actually, Hagrid doesn’t like this approach as much as you do, but he can’t find a better way.”

Levin paused, his eyes sparkling with anticipation for the future: "Once our conglomerate grows and prospers, these giants, who have learned to abide by order, will play a vital role in our industry. They can serve as guards, bodyguards, and so on. Hermione, just imagine how wonderful it will be that those creatures once considered chaotic and dangerous can now bring safety and order to our society."

As the two walked through the camp, they came across a group of giants wielding enormous rubber batons. Levin continued, "The reason I had them abandon their familiar clubs and giant axes and use brass knuckles and batons in favor of other equipment was to make them appear more civilized in their work. This change may seem small, but it's an important step in their integration into society. One day, we will help these giants change the public's stereotypes about them, allowing them to walk freely in the streets like Hai 780 Graeme, no longer subject to discrimination and exclusion."

As Hermione listened to Levin's explanation, her doubts gradually dissipated.

She began to realize that Levin did indeed use these giants, but everything he did was for the future of these giants.

Although she sympathized with the plight of these giants, she also knew that sometimes sacrifices had to be made for a greater good.

"Excuse me, where is Hagrid?" Levin suddenly asked a young wizard in work uniform as they walked down the road.

The staff member looked up and immediately recognized the person in front of him as their big boss, Levin.

He immediately flashed a warm smile and pointed in a direction not far away, saying, "Look, Mr. Levin, Hagrid should be with Grop right now. He likes to visit his brother when he has free time."

Levin looked in the direction he was pointing and saw that the giants' living area was on the other side of the camp.

Some young giants were playing with a specially made giant ball in the middle of the paved square, their laughter echoing in the air.

Levin crossed the square and came to one of the houses surrounding it.

Inside the room, Hagrid, Grop, and the old giant Moholt were sitting together.

He heard Moholt boasting to Hagrid, "Hagrid, look, Grop can use a fork now, he's really improved a lot."

Hagrid smiled with relief upon hearing Moholt's words.

He stretched out his large hand, stood on tiptoe, and gently patted Grop's waist, his voice full of praise: "Grop, well done, you're a good boy."

Levin's gaze fell on the tattered pink umbrella next to Grop, which lay quietly beside the huge stone pier where Grop was sitting.

Gropp, who had lost all his hair, looked somewhat comical wearing a huge leather hat. He would occasionally reach out to grab Hagrid's umbrella, but Hagrid would always snatch it back first.

"Oh no, Gloucester, my dear boy, you can't touch this." Hagrid slung the umbrella over his back, his tone a mix of indulgence and helplessness.

Grop watched Hagrid sling the umbrella behind his back and let out a somewhat disgruntled shout.

At that moment, Moholt pulled out a silver stainless steel fork, far larger than usual, and handed it to Gropp. Gropp's attention was instantly diverted; he took the fork and began eating the extra-large cake, no longer looking at Hagrid or the tattered pink umbrella.

After Levin revealed the mystery of the locked room and the shadows of that year gradually dissipated, Hagrid's innocence was completely cleared, and he regained the right to use a wand. Therefore, he has taken the wand out of the umbrella.

However, the umbrella that he used to hide his wand and that accompanied him through difficult times is still something he habitually carries with him.

"Hagrid, Grop, Moholt, hello." Levin stepped forward and greeted them warmly.

Hagrid looked up and, upon seeing the newcomers, smiled warmly. "Oh, it's Levin and Hermione! You've arrived. Please come in, please come in."

The two followed Hagrid into the cabin. Through the open door, he saw a huge stone slab bed in the enormous bungalow, covered with thick animal hides, surrounded by oversized furniture, giving it a primitive yet full-of-life feel.

When Moholt saw Levin approaching, he instantly stood up from the stone bench, a respectful expression on his face.

With Levin's help, he not only had his lifespan extended, but also had the privilege of witnessing the entire giant race gradually move towards civilization. Levin's gratitude and respect were deeply etched in his heart.

Unlike the younger Titans, Moholt did not participate in the training. Instead, he joined a group of equally wise older Titans, taking on mundane but essential tasks such as cooking, cleaning, and caring for children. They contributed to the progress of the Titan race in their own way.

Levin and Hermione sat down next to Hagrid, chatting with him about life in the reserve. Suddenly, Gropp spoke up, though his pronunciation was somewhat off and he stuttered a little:

"Hagrid, fork...to eat?"

He clumsily scooped up a pat of cake with his fork and held it up to Hagrid, almost touching Hagrid's nose.

However, Hagrid didn't mind at all. Instead, he opened his mouth and took a big bite, his face beaming with satisfaction and relief. He encouraged Hagrid, "Glopp, good boy, you said it very well."

The scene of the two being "brotherly and respectful" truly moved Hermes.

She finally understood the good intentions behind Levin's slightly excessive behavior.

Levin and Hermione did not stop after leaving Groop's cabin.

They left the giants' camp, traversing winding paths deep into the heart of the Isle of Man Reserve. This reserve was like a magical animal kingdom, where each creature had its own habitat specially cultivated by the tree spirits, and the surrounding environment had been modified to perfectly suit their habits, resembling a series of small ecological paradises. However, due to the limited size of the Isle of Man and the sheer variety of magical creatures, the reserve felt somewhat crowded.

After a morning of meticulous patrolling the entire reserve, the midday sun had quietly fallen on the Isle of Man.

Levin and Hermione went into the reserve's staff canteen together, sat down at a table by the window, and enjoyed a hearty lunch made with ingredients grown in the reserve.

After the meal, the two went to a quiet lounge, where Levin took out the revised Genius Club business transformation plan.

Under Hermione's watchful eye, Levin tapped the booklet with his wand, and the words "Arcane Union" appeared on the cover of the proposal.

"【Copy to pair】"

Levin tapped the proposal lightly with his wand, and immediately an identical proposal appeared on the table.

Levin handed one of the documents to Hermione, who took the proposal and began to carefully review it.

"Arcane Union?" Hermione looked up, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes. "Is this the name of our new corporation?"

“That’s right.” Levin nodded and explained, “Since we are planning to integrate our various industries into a group operation, we need a unified name. Arcane Alliance not only represents our industrial advantages centered on arcane magic, but also symbolizes that we will unite the strengths of all parties to jointly create a broader future.”

Hermione listened to Levin's explanation and slowly nodded.

She knew Levin's mastery of arcane magic and his grand vision for the future—to transform the entire magical world with arcane magic. In that light, the name was indeed both fitting and powerful.

"This is my revised detailed plan regarding the group-based operation of Aufa United Company."

Levin spoke slowly, his voice revealing confidence and determination, "We will take full responsibility for the Genius Club's business operations, with the Orphanage as the core. We now have our own television station as a publicity platform, and we have also invested in the innovative businesses of the Weasley twins. To ensure the company's steady development, I plan to add several key departments for overall management."