Chapter 542: Gogogoma and the Giant Or

At the foot of the mountain, McNeill walked forward calmly, picked up the wet firewood from the campfire, and added a flame. The quietly burning flames licked the wild boar meat that had long been smoked black, and the melted fat dripped along the pig skin into the soil next to it and solidified quietly.

As the mountain wind swept across the depression, the wild boar meat was not cooked thoroughly, and a rich and complex smell spread, the stench of blood and internal organs after cooling, the stench hidden in the pork, and the faint aroma of protein and fat after being roasted.

Next to the rekindled bonfire, the new giant Gugo Gaogaoma swallowed his saliva and asked in a rough voice:

"Why, my barbecue is not delicious!"

A trace of violence flashed in McNeill's eyes, and then he lowered his head and squeezed out a voice from his teeth and said: "Because you didn't catch the two half-blood giants. Without the seasoning on them, wild boar meat is not delicious."

"Catch them back! Let them roast! Slave!"

Gaogaoma's English is not fluent. McNeill endured the irritation in his heart almost every moment. He is the executioner of the Dangerous Creatures Disposal Committee, not a gentle breeder. Instead of whispering to appease these barbaric guys, he wanted to take out his execution axe and chop off his head to see if their spines are hard and whether there is a brain in their skulls.

"They have already escaped. It's all your fault for sleeping, stupid--"

Before he could utter the curse word, a gentle voice came from the other end: "So you can only go to Hogwarts, the brave giant Goog, and bring him back to be your barbecue slave!"

McNeill's eyes flickered. He was indeed Barty Crouch Jr., the one who killed his father. This kind of job of bewitching people and deceiving people to death is more suitable for people around the Dark Lord.

"Hogwarts--Dumbledore!" A trace of awe flashed in the tall giant's blank eyes, and he shook his head neatly.

"The great Dark Lord will deal with Dumbledore, you just need to catch those two half-blood giants..."

"Half-blood giant, shorty, I'll catch him!"

"That's right, catch that stupid guy who tainted the wizard's bloodline as a slave, and catch all the guys who tainted the wizard's noble bloodline as slaves."

Little Barty Crouch couldn't help but smile. Hearing this, the giant Gogogogoma thought of many slaves grilling meat for him, and laughed too. The laughter of the two echoed in the spacious valley.

Another mountain breeze passed by, and the strong fishy smell spread again. Crouch and McNeil put away their smiles, and their faces looked a little ugly. Gaogaoma's eyes lit up next to him. He smelled the real aroma of cooked barbecue from the distinct layers of stench. Although it was not as tempting as the two half-blood giants grilled a few days ago, it was indeed the aroma of barbecue.

Turbid saliva flowed from his huge mouth and splashed on the ground. Gao Gaoma turned his head suddenly and took a breath. Following the direction of the fragrance, he found the only roasted wild boar meat in the depression.

At the edge of the depression, the giant Orr carefully watched the flames and suppressed his inner excitement. He didn't expect that the wild boar meat could be roasted faster by splitting it. This time he was lucky.

Swallowing his saliva, Orr counted the parts of the wild boar on the bonfire again.

There was little good meat in the pig head, so he kept it for himself. The meat of the two hind legs was thick and plentiful, so he left it to his younger brother Gale and sister Mir. The meat of the two front hooves was good but less in weight and more in bones, so he left it to the other two seriously injured guys in the cave...

The scene of the group civil war a few days ago gradually emerged in Orr's mind. It was a dark night. The wet firewood burned thick black smoke, which rose into the sky and turned into heavy dark clouds, covering the glowing sphere in the sky. It was dark in the cave and nothing could be seen clearly.

At that time, sister Mir was telling her beautiful fantasy: "If the two half-blood giants could send a few more magical fairy fires, our cave would be bright, bark clothes wouldn't be cold in winter, and Gale's hands wouldn't get frostbite..."

Naive Mir, even if the half-blood giants sent more Gublai fairy fires, they would only be hidden in Gugo's cave, even if Gugo was sweating from the heat, even if the giants outside froze to death in winter...

Just as everyone was adding to Mir's fantasy, they heard a noisy noise outside the cave, and someone rushed into the cave and wrestled with them.

It was not until dawn that they knew that the strong Gaogaoma had chopped off the head of the previous Gugokakus. Now he has become the giant Gugo. A lot of messy things happened afterwards. He couldn't explain it clearly. In short, his younger brother Gale and sister Mir were seriously injured. The other two people who didn't accept Gaogaoma also had their hands and feet broken. Now only he can walk out of the cave to barbecue...

We must find more food for them, preferably fat meat, so that their bones can grow quickly and their wounds will heal quickly!

Just when Or was expecting that the barbecue would make his younger brother and sister strong again, the ground made a rumbling sound. Or's face turned pale, as if he realized something, and the smile on his face gradually became cold.

The muffled sound gradually approached, and the new Gugo Gaogaoma didn't even look at him, and ran straight to the barbecue on the campfire, lowered his huge head, and his saliva dripped into the fire, making a hissing sound of evaporation.

"Hey..." Gaogaoma sucked his saliva, reached out and picked up two thick pieces of hind leg meat, one in each hand, along with the plump and juicy buttocks, and walked away with a smile on his face.

His movements were natural and smooth, as if everything was natural, and he didn't even look at the giant next to him.

Looking at the figure that was a head taller than him, Orr lowered his head silently, holding the firewood tightly in his fist, and the solid wood made a creaking sound under the heavy load. A deep chill flowed in his eyes, but he didn't dare to show it easily.

In two years, wait for another two years, when he grows a little taller and can reach the bird's nest on the fourth branch of the forest -

I must bite off the neck of the tall horse and sink his head into the lake!

Just when Orr was planning to share the two front leg meats with his younger brother Gale and sister Mir, and share the pig head with the other two people in the cave, another tall scarred giant came to the side, circled around the campfire, and finally chose the left front leg meat with a better color, reached out and picked it up, put it under his nose and sniffed it, revealing an intoxicated expression.

As for Orr next to him, why bother him?

He was a member of the Gaogaoma group. For those who were unwilling to surrender and even had connections with the half-blood giants, it was good enough not to beat them to death.

Orr stretched out his hand to stop the giant who was about to leave, and growled softly: "..."

He used the language of the Highland Giants, so Barty Crouch Jr. and McNeill didn't hear clearly what he said.

The scar-faced giant roared twice impatiently, his eyes were dangerous, his face was fierce, and he seemed to be threatening.

"Roar... Ouch..." Orr had no expression on his face.

The scar-faced giant bared his teeth and pushed him. What brother and sister, what does it have to do with him?

"Roar!!"

Orr suddenly slapped the scar-faced giant in the face, and the heavy force even made a whistling sound that cut through the air. The scar-faced giant was slapped by him and turned around. The roasted front leg meat slipped out of his hand and fell not far away, splashing scattered dirt.

The scar-faced giant spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and anger flashed in his eyes.

The giants around looked in this direction, and the next moment they looked at the tall horse not far away, only to see the new Gugo enjoying the juicy hind leg meat. He had just finished eating one leg and had just taken a bite of the other one.

"Roar!!"

Another slap, the reverse slap made Scarface turn around again and fall to the ground. This time the force was even more fierce, even Scarface's strong head felt a little dizzy, and a slight ringing sound appeared in his ears, making him lose his balance. He supported himself with one hand and crawled several times but couldn't get up.

After two consecutive slaps, Or's cold eyes did not change, as if the mountains had snow that had not melted for years, the coldness was deep, but he remained calm, without showing any violence, nor any anger, as if everything he did was justified, and the barbecue he gave to his sister was taken away by someone else, and he just wanted to get the barbecue back.

Orr thought so and did so. He took slow steps, making a low rumbling sound, and slowly stepped over Scarface's head, came to the campfire, and bent down to pick up the front leg meat on the ground.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Dong! Dong! Dong!

A series of heavy and swift footsteps sounded beside him. Before Orr could react, he could only protect the front leg meat in his arms, and the whole person had already flown out.

Gaogaoma knocked Orr away like a wild boar charging. His eyes were red, and the blood vessels under his rhino-like blue-brown skin were swollen and congested, faintly glowing red. At this moment, Gaogaoma was the tallest warrior of the giant tribe, the most powerful Gugo. He absolutely could not tolerate someone offending his dignity. The little thing that was unwilling to surrender dared to resist his servant.

Gaogaoma took a deep breath, roared, and suddenly charged again, hitting Orr who had just climbed up and stood firm.

Charge, stop, twist waist, punch, extremely powerful fist carrying the powerful potential energy of the giant's sudden stop, hammering on Orr's lower abdomen, Orr was beaten to exhale, but he had no strength to breathe it back, and the front leg meat in his hand also slipped out of his hand at this moment, he bent over in pain, Gao Gaoma's knee hit Orr's chest, followed by a hook punch to the jaw, the sound of flesh hitting mixed with slight bone cracking, Orr raised his head and spit out a few bloody teeth, the whole person was hit off the ground by the powerful impact!

Then came a series of punches, kicks, elbows...

The dull sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed, and on the ridge not far away, Loren and Hermione, who were staring at it, were silent. They were used to the magic of magic, and this kind of fist-flesh collision brought a stronger shock.

They had seen Hagrid fight before, breaking trees and swinging tree trunks when facing Quirrell, and charging forward when facing the giant spider...

But none of them were as direct as this time. Hagrid's height was not even half of the two giants.

The battle beside the campfire in the depression was coming to an end. Looking at Orr, who had no strength to stand up after so many broken bones, Gao Gaoma smiled grimly, grabbed his collar made of rough bark with both hands, and roared: "Roar!!!"

A large amount of gas quickly passed through the trachea, causing the thick vocal cords to vibrate violently, and even the air was mixed with faint explosions.

The roar echoed repeatedly in the depression surrounded by mountains, and was transmitted to the snow-covered mountains. The weak vibration gradually became larger and stopped after a long time.

No one cared about the avalanche on the distant hilltop. All eyes were focused on the giant at the edge of the depression. The foul smell of bad breath mixed with the greasy smell of barbecue hit Or's face. Or's breathing stagnated and a stream of blood came out of the corner of his mouth again. His exhaled breath made a labored choking sound, and it seemed that he was breathing out more than inhaling.

"Roar……"

Gao Gaoma laughed, threw him aside, sat down in front of the bonfire, and enjoyed the remaining barbecue by himself.

It wasn't until he had eaten and drank enough that he took the two Death Eaters back to his own cave. Only then did the giant come forward to check on Orr and drag him back to the entrance of their family's cave...

At night, the gleaming starry sky shines, and the snow on the nearby mountains reflects the crystal light. It is dimmer than during the day, but it hardly affects the sight.

Above the ridge to the west of the depression, a huge boulder with rounded edges blocked the howling mountain wind, providing a comfortable shelter for the two people resting next to it.

"Obviously there are only seventy or eighty giants in the entire tribe, but the giant leader beat the tribesmen mercilessly, and they are all beaten to the point where they are like that, and they will definitely not survive for long... If this continues, we won't be able to wait for us to fight the Death Eaters. They started fighting, and these giants have already killed each other and become extinct!”

Hermione's pretty eyebrows knitted together, and her negative impression of the giant became even more profound.

Loren tore off the last bit of cold meat from the beef ribs, put it into his mouth, sipped the slightly salty aroma, and exhaled with satisfaction: "Let's go take a look at the cave of the giant who was about to be beaten to death."

"What?"

"The violent giant Gogo hangs out with the Death Eaters and seems to get along quite happily. He is our enemy at first glance. And the giant barbeque is the enemy of our enemy. Maybe he can be friends with us?" Luo Lun washed his hands with the hot water in the kettle and said thoughtfully, "And I have a hunch that there may be clues about Hagrid in the giant's cave."

Hermione was a little moved when she heard this, but the violent scenes she saw during the day came to mind again, and she couldn't help but hesitate: "But... what if she is blocked in the cave..."

"Don't forget, we are wizards." Loren raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "If they fight in a narrow terrain, I don't think they have any advantage..."

A few minutes later, two dexterous stoats moved quickly on the rocks in the mountain, like two elves emerging from the snow. Like the flow of moonlight, they went all the way down, and finally sank into a cave with a rancid smell on the edge of the depression.