The years of welding at Hogwarts

Listening to Noah's story, Hagrid scratched the back of his head in confusion, "But what does this have to do with me?"

Even if the giants are descendants of Titans, the Titan blood flowing in those giants is already thin enough, not to mention that he is only a half-giant.

"What does it have to do with you?" Noah chuckled.

He said so much to Hagrid, actually he just wanted to propose a practical method based on this idea, which was to transform Hagrid's bloodline.

For a hybrid like Hagrid who was the result of the union of a human and a giant, Noah did not need Hagrid to undergo some superfluous fusion into his original bloodline like he did.

If the legendary Titans really exist, then there is only one thing Noah needs to do.

That is to purify the remaining Titan blood in Hagrid's body through some scientific or magical methods...

Even a tiny bit of atavism, which is insignificant to a true Titan, can cause a drastic change in Hagrid's strength and size.

In this way, even if Hagrid cannot become a real Titan, it is much better than becoming one of the brainless giants living in the wizarding world now.

Even if the legendary Titans do not exist in the history of magic, or because the time is too long ago to be studied and no operations can be performed.

Hagrid's original giant bloodline was subjected to targeted transformation. For example, after giving him a few injections of super soldier serum, he was thrown into the laboratory to receive a lethal dose of gamma rays.

Then he can become bigger and greener when he gets angry...

Uh, why does this script look familiar?

Compared to the Hulk who was transformed from the weak Bruce Banner, Noah really wanted to know, when a hybrid giant who mastered the fluid magic of Kamar-Taj has the ability to transform into the Hulk, what peak his combat power can reach?

Hagrid: What Thanos? I'm fighting Thanos!

When this extremely bold idea grew like weeds in his heart, Noah's eyes became strange when he looked at Hagrid.

The hybrid giant, who originally didn't have much to offer except for his huge size, now seemed like a rare treasure, shining brightly in Noah's vision.

The naturally evil Lord Shafrin wished he could force Hagrid to drink two large buckets of water of life and death to make him pass out, then put Hagrid into a sack and pack him up and take him home overnight.

To their Hydra biochemical laboratory.

At that time, he would let the hardworking little spider provide them with Hydra's future top combat force, thirty times the dose of super soldier serum that Noah had injected when he fused his blood.

This is considered to whet the appetite of this hybrid giant.

Then, Hagrid, who has strong vitality and magic protection, will be exposed to the same gamma ray dose that Dr. Banner received when he encountered the experimental accident...

Uh, just a super doubling of fifty or sixty times would be fine.

What? You said that another personality might be born in Hagrid's body?

It's impossible. With Noah, the Supreme Sorcerer of Kamar-Taj who is proficient in soul magic, even if a new personality was born in Hagrid's body, Noah could wipe it out in minutes.

With his chin in his hand, Noah carefully calculated the ultimate possibility of this plan.

The more he calculated, the brighter his eyes became, and the look he gave Hagrid began to take a perverted turn, making the big guy feel creepy.

But in the end, Noah stopped the bold and perverted thoughts in his mind.

The birth of Hulk was not simply due to super soldier serum and gamma ray irradiation. When Bruce Banner was young, some genetic modifications made by his father on him were a crucial part.

Without obtaining a blood sample from the Hulk, even a biology genius like Gwen could not replicate the complete process of the Hulk's birth.

Not to mention turning Hagrid into a replica of this world, no, to be precise, he should be a Super Saiyan who can punch Thanos and kick Darkseid, cross it out, Super Hulk.

"Perhaps, we should put the construction of the Dark Portal on the agenda."

Noah muttered to himself.

……

At the same time, in the vast and untamed mountains and forests of Albania.

A giant snake was coiled on the thick branches of a towering tree, silently approaching its prey little by little. The little bird that had briefly landed on the branch was unaware that its death was approaching.

From time to time, it would stretch out its tongue to sniff the air. When the distance was close enough, it was like a taut spring being released in an instant. The giant snake's body, as taut as a bowstring, crossed a distance of more than two meters in a flash.

Even the bird standing on the branch had no time to react before two fangs flashing with sharp cold light instantly pierced into its body.

The venom was released within one thousandth of a second, and the snake didn't even have time to utter a dying cry. It could only helplessly feel its body gradually becoming paralyzed. As the muscles in its throat squirmed, it was swallowed into the acid-filled stomach, where it quietly waited to be digested into a variety of nutrients.

Like a deadly hunter, the giant snake expertly patrols the mountains and forests with extremely complex terrain, and every attack means the loss of a life.

But this time, when facing a hare that was close at hand, the giant snake's body, which had been tense due to accumulating energy, paused at the last second before being released.

The body that was about to eject suddenly relaxed in an instant, and the towering upper body slowly lowered.

Those wild snake eyes actually revealed a hint of human-like wisdom at this moment, but were soon filled with confusion.

"Hiss..."

A series of hoarse sounds came out of the giant snake's mouth, as if it was whispering.

In such a deserted and uninhabited area, its whispers were destined to receive no response. Unable to figure out its own situation for a moment, the giant snake chose to coil its body and take a defensive and alert posture.

Just like fighting with an enemy hiding in the dark, the giant snake, in a defensive posture, was in a stalemate with the air for a long time, but nothing happened.

Just when the giant snake with a confused look in its eyes was about to let down its guard, a voice suddenly sounded in its ears. This sudden change made the giant snake extremely nervous again.

After fighting a battle of wits and courage with the non-existent enemy for several minutes, the giant snake finally realized the source of the voice when it heard the voice for the second time...

As if it were deep inside one's own body?

At this time, the giant snake, which was obviously not an ordinary creature, let its body be controlled by instinct and chose to immerse its consciousness deep in its body.

In a blurry sea of ​​light, it seemed to see a...

No, there were two figures.

One of them was a noseless man shrouded in a black robe.

Another figure was lying quietly in the soft light. It was a woman wearing a blue-black dress that looked like a fallen snake skin, with a waterfall of black hair draped below her body.

Faced with these two strange men, the giant snake did not feel the slightest bit of tension or hostility in its heart, not only because it felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy from these two men.

But it is not unfamiliar to these two people.

The giant snake crawled on the ground and came to the bald man, spitting

Xinzi made a low and hoarse snake language, "hiss..."

"Nagini..."

The man placed his hand on the giant snake's head and stroked it gently, as if he was stroking a common pet dog rather than a venomous snake that would bite anyone.

"Is that guy dead?"

If the main soul had not been reduced to ashes, he, as one of the soul fragments, would not have been awakened from his slumber, and it would have been possible for him to be resurrected from the Horcrux as an independent individual.

Although he was very happy to be free, Voldemort couldn't help revealing a trace of hatred on his face when he thought about how the arrogant main soul ended up being reduced to ashes.

That guy is really incompetent.

As one of the seven Horcruxes, even though they are all fragments split from the same complete soul, none of these soul fragments of Voldemort are willing to submit to each other.

After all, as Dark Lords, even if it was just a soul fragment, their pride as Demon Lords would not allow them to be inferior to other fragments.

Every piece of debris wants to have the greatest say.

"I never knew that you were actually a blood-cursed orc."

Voldemort whispered.

The next second, the giant snake with its body coiled outside suddenly transformed into a beautiful Asian woman in a transformation of flesh and bones.

Looking at the dense jungle in the distance, Nagini, no, Voldemort's eyes were precisely locked in the direction of Hogwarts Castle.

"Since you are so incompetent, let me replace you..."

Chapter 317: Hogwarts is also peaceful today

Without the disturbance of a certain noseless monster, life in Hogwarts seems peaceful and comfortable, uh...

maybe?

On Wednesday morning, the two industrial-grade high-power vacuum cleaners in the Great Hall were running at full power, sweeping up the food on the Slytherin table as they did every day.

Except for the freshmen who had just entered Hogwarts, the other seniors were already...

Well, no matter how many times they see this scene, as normal human beings they still feel extremely horrified.

At first it was just a Fox.

Those who eat a lot are not necessarily strong, but strong people definitely eat a lot. This supreme truth in the neighboring pirate world seems to apply to Fox, the ceiling of combat power in the magic world.

And after Noah merged with Fox's blood, there was one more high-powered vacuum cleaner on the dining table.

With these two big guys as role models, even if Gwen's appetite is three times that of a normal person, it seems insignificant when compared with these two.

Looking at the two people across from her who looked like a couple both in the way they ate and their appetites, a certain red-haired little witch at the Ravenclaw College table secretly bent the fork in her hand.

Beside Shirley, Hermione looked as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Um, Shirley..."

Shirley stared at the Slytherin dining table without even turning her head. She just uttered a nasal sound, "Hmm?"

"Actually, you don't have to..."

Hermione tried hard to organize her words in her mind. She was stuck for a long time before she could barely come up with words of comfort, or more accurately, words of advice to her best friend.

"Fawkes must be at least several thousand years old, and judging by the aesthetics of magical creatures, I don't think she would be interested in a ..."

Shirley then turned her head, seemingly still not coming to her senses. There was still some murderous intent in the girl's eyes, which made the words that were about to come out of Little Beaver's mouth suddenly stuck in his throat.

"What did you say?"

After being stunned for a while, Hermione, who was a little frightened by Shirley at first, suddenly showed a hint of smile between her eyebrows.

Seeing her best friend's funny and contrasting appearance, Little Beaver covered her mouth in time, but she still couldn't suppress her laughter and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Are you jealous, Shirley?"

Even though she covered her mouth, Hermione's laughter still leaked out from between her fingers, and this leaky laughter sounded particularly harsh in the ears of a certain angry Batgirl.

"How is that possible!" Shirley tried hard to make a ferocious expression like a female gangster boss.

But her chubby face didn't reveal any viciousness at all, instead made her look even cuter, so much so that Hermione couldn't help but reach out and pinch Shirley's face.

It was this action that directly ignited Shirley's anger, "Hermione!"

"Sorry, I just couldn't help it, hahaha..."

Shirley could no longer tolerate her unscrupulous best friend, and she quickly stretched out her dirty hands and scratched Hermione's sensitive ribs.

This sudden attack caused Hermione to dodge repeatedly with a burst of cheerful laughter.

"Stop it, Shirley! Ahahahaha!"

Seeing the two little girls playing happily, the seniors at the table all smiled knowingly. The two little girls, who were still a little shy, finally failed to stand in such a

The fight continued in public.

After retracting her dirty hands that were attacking Hermione's ribs, the angry expression on Shirley's face was thrown far away in the fight just now.

However, when her eyes once again fell on the two figures eating in exactly the same manner at the Slytherin table, her delicate little face bulged with two steamed buns again.

"How could I possibly get angry at a guy like that!"

"You're just tough on the outside," Hermione mercilessly exposed Shirley's true thoughts, "You're obviously mad at that guy."

"Angry? Did something bother you?"

A gentle voice suddenly sounded behind the two little girls. This sudden familiar voice almost scared Hermione to death.

It was not because the voice sounded too suddenly, but because this extremely familiar voice always exuded a cold feeling from the inside out, but at this moment it was particularly gentle.

Just like a kind old father...

Well, he is indeed a kind old father facing his beloved daughter.

For the first time ever, Hermione actually saw a gentle smile on the face of the Hogwarts Dark Knight, who always appeared with a gloomy image.

If Hermione hadn't known long ago that this seemingly strict professor was actually a maniac who doted on his daughter, she would have thought that their Potions professor had been possessed by someone else.

Snape just sat down next to the Ravenclaw table. This simple action caused a blond boy who was originally sitting not far from Shirley to silently slide away from Snape for a full two meters before stopping.

Ever since Shirley came to Hogwarts, who in the whole school doesn't know that this big black bat, who looks as cold as an iceberg, is actually a complete daughter-con man behind the scenes?

If I don't stay away from him, Professor Snape might think that a yellow-haired boy like me has a crush on his daughter, and he might mysteriously disappear in Hogwarts one day.

It was a week later when the body was discovered. It had been cut into countless pieces no bigger than a palm by the shadowless sword and were floating in the castle's sewer system.