I'm in Hogwarts, what the hell is the Honghuang system?

Chapter 62: Secret talk, the stick technique is superb!

Hermione's eyes widened when Hagrid mentioned the name of the Flaming Ash Snakes.

"Fire Ash Snake Party?"

"I've never seen that name in recent magical history."

Hagrid laughed.

"Of course. The History of Magic records many things, but there are many things that are not recorded."

"The downfall of the Flaming Ash Snakes is said to be related to a mysterious power that appeared in Hogwarts a hundred years ago. It was an ancient magic that Dumbledore mentioned to me by chance."

"There was a huge uproar over this kind of magic. Goblins even attacked Hogwarts, and the Ash Snakes were also planning to do the same. But I'm sure you all know what happened in the end."

"Hogwarts remains standing and is still the safest place in the entire wizarding world. The goblins are now confined to Gringotts, and the Ash Serpents have been completely destroyed."

"In order to hide this ancient magic, Hogwarts deleted this incident from the history of magic, but those who are interested will always get some information."

"Why do you think You-Know-Who is so afraid of Hogwarts? Hogwarts has so many secrets. I'm afraid not even Dumbledore knows them all!"

Hermione, Harry and the others were fascinated by Hagrid's words. They never thought that such a thing had happened in the past.

There was still worry in Harry's eyes. He didn't expect Hagrid's job to be so dangerous.

Rhine's heart moved slightly, and he stroked the ancient staff in his hand.

The ancient magic that Hagrid mentioned appeared in Hogwarts a hundred years ago must be the ancient magic closely related to this wand.

Rhine is quite interested in this.

If I had the chance, I would like to explore the traces of ancient magic in Hogwarts.

At the same time, an idea emerged in Rhine's mind.

"The basilisk has been in Hogwarts for so many years, and it's something left behind by the founder of Slytherin."

"When it comes to the secrets of Hogwarts, perhaps no one knows them better than the Millennium Basilisk."

"Perhaps we can ask the basilisk for traces of ancient magic."

While Rhine was thinking, Hagrid had already ended the previous topic, which was quite heavy for the young wizard, and turned to talk about the conflict with Slytherin that occurred today.

Apparently, even though he had dropped out of school, Hagrid still considered himself a Gryffindor and was delighted when Slytherin got humiliated.

When Hagrid heard that the Slytherins were badly beaten, he danced with joy.

"That's great!"

"Those despicable Slytherin people have won the House Cup for seven years now. This year's House Cup will definitely belong to Gryffindor!"

At this time, Hagrid's eyes fell on Rhine.

There was some hesitation on his face, but it was obvious that what he wanted to say had been brewing in his mind for a long time.

So Hagrid spoke out anyway.

"Rhine, I have a question that may be a little offensive to ask you."

Rhine, who was thinking about the Fire Ash Snake Party, ancient magic and the basilisk, turned around in confusion when he heard Hagrid's words.

"Ok?"

"Hagrid, you ask?"

Hagrid stood up, his tall body almost touching the ceiling of the hut.

He paced there for a few times. It seemed that the question he was about to ask was very important to him, but it was difficult for him to ask it.

Finally, he addressed Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

"I really can't let anyone else hear this. I can only say this to Rhine."

Although Harry and the others were curious, they hurried out of the hut at this time.

Hagrid finally made up his mind and looked at Rhine intently.

"I heard, that is, you understand the language of trolls?"

"You also tamed the troll that broke into the castle and named it Abba?"

Rhine nodded, still looking puzzled.

"Hagrid, what exactly do you want to ask?"

Hagrid took a deep breath and spoke carefully.

"You may not know this, but trolls and giants, if you trace back, actually have blood ties. They can be considered distant relatives."

"However, they have more chaotic and bestial sides, while giants are more intelligent. However, giants can actually understand the language of trolls."

As if he had opened a chatterbox, Hagrid finally began to talk nonstop.

"Rhine, you are very strong. You can easily use such a heavy staff and even knock out Flint's teeth in one blow."

"You can understand the troll's language and didn't kill it." "Also, we got along really well from the moment we met. We both like small animals, and you also like the crispy rock cakes I make, so what I mean is..."

"My words may be a little presumptuous, please don't be angry, I don't mean to insult you or anything, I just really want to ask..."

"Do you think you might have a little bit of giant blood, that is, a little bit of half-giant?"

Hagrid was very careful when asking this question, fearing that he would touch Rhine's nerves.

After all, the blood of half-giants is rare and despised in the magical world. It is probably better than that of werewolves, at least it is not contagious.

But it's not much better, after all, giants and trolls are often confused with each other.

That conspicuous height will always attract strange and fearful looks.

Hagrid has lived in an environment where people point fingers at him since he was a child.

Even if another student was expelled that year, he or she might not have been punished in the same way.

But who made Hagrid a dangerous half-giant?
Being framed for a crime, this identity is the original sin.

Because of this, Hagrid has been living in seclusion for so many years, spending more time interacting with magical creatures than with people.

But in fact, there was always a deep sense of loneliness lingering in his heart.

In the original book, when Hagrid saw Olympe Maxime, the headmaster of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, who was also tall and obviously a half-giant, he was so excited. He finally felt that he had met a fellow creature and was eager to gain identity recognition with the other party.

At this time, Rhine appeared several years earlier than Principal Beauxbatons.

Hagrid was naturally very excited when he thought that Rhine might be a half-giant.

It was only because he considered that if this matter were to be spread out, Rhine might face a lot of disdain, so he wanted to talk to Rhine about this matter alone.

At this time, Rhine was also stunned when he heard this question.

He really couldn't imagine that Hagrid would associate his behavior with his half-giant bloodline.

When Rhine was considering how to respond to Hagrid, a look of disappointment flashed across Hagrid's eyes, and then he waved his hand.

"Don't get me wrong, hahahaha, I said you definitely are not."

"After all, you're a literary giant in the Muggle world, you're so handsome, you have so many friends, and your grades are good..."

"How could it be, how could it be a half-giant?"

"Don't worry, I'm stupid. I really am."

Hagrid was hesitating there, trying to let the matter go.

Rhine sighed, then said seriously.

"Hagrid, I'm a Muggle-born wizard, raised in a Muggle orphanage. My performance is due to certain talents I possess. I'm afraid I don't have the same half-giant blood as you do."

"I feel really, really sorry about this."

"I mean, since I entered Hogwarts, I have seen those so-called Slytherin students with noble bloodlines, but they are so despicable."

"And you, Hagrid, my friend, you are a half-giant, so what? You are the warmest and kindest person I have ever met. Your character is nobler than anyone else. If all half-giants are like you, Hagrid, then I think this is simply the most noble bloodline in the world."

"So I really regret that I'm not a half-giant. If I were, like you, Hagrid, I would feel very honored."

"I'm not offended. Hagrid, you can still treat me as a friend. I will come to see you often."

Hagrid paused and stood there in a daze at Rhine's words.

At this time, the door of the cabin was pushed open by Hermione, Harry and Ron who had lost their patience.

Hermione whispered with tears in her eyes.

"Hagrid, we didn't mean to eavesdrop. You know, your voice is loud enough for us to hear clearly from outside."

"I want to say that I feel the same way as Rhine does: you are a noble and good person."

Harry and Ron also nodded.

"Yes."

"If we had a choice, we'd be happy to be like you, Hagrid."

Hagrid couldn't hold it back any longer, tears began to flow, and he reached out and hugged Rhine and the other four in his arms.

It was at this moment that Rhine's sight penetrated Hagrid and saw the message refreshed on the system screen.

You reunited with Yuan Hong, the White Ape of the Other Species, and your heartfelt words moved Yuan Hong deeply, leading him to consider you a close friend.

[Your relationship with Yuan Hong has reached the level of close friends]

[You receive a talent reward—mastery of stick techniques!]

【Do you want to claim the reward now? 】

(End of this chapter)