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Chapter 769: A Bad Situation
🕑 Added 2023-05-09 08:21:44 +0000 UTCThe giantesses were even more terrifying than the Cyclops!
In the dim light, Evan sat up quickly, but his body was weak and he fell feebly again.
He panted and saw that the figure standing by his bed was Sirius, not a giantess.
"Thank goodness, you finally woke up!" Sirius said happily and hurried over to help Evan.
"How long have I been asleep?" Evan asked, rubbing his eyes, confused.
He checked his belongings and breathed a sigh of relief. The wand, Slytherin's Locket, the owl pendant on his wrist, and the cloth bag containing all kinds of books, materials, the Book of Abraham and Ravenclaw's Diadem were all on him. There was nothing missing.
His clothes were also in perfect condition, as though they had not been touched.
"You've been in a coma for three days, and we were worried about you," said Sirius, helping Evan drink some water. "Madame Maxime and I have checked your body and found no abnormalities. It may be just the sequelae of using the Philosopher's Stone. This time was much more serious than the last time. I think you should use the Stone less often in the future."
"Not the Philosopher’s Stone, in fact. I had a dream," said Evan uncertainly.
He recounted the first half of the dream, mainly the bits about the scabbard of Gryffindor, the consciousness above, and the horrifying Cyclops in the magma deep in the core of the earth and the magical rituals being performed by thirteen Dark wizards. Sirius listened very carefully.
"You say that the terrible power from the statue was really a Cyclops?!" he said in surprise, looking at Evan in disbelief. "Dear lord! A living Cyclops is sleeping in the magma deep underground?! And the Dark wizards are ready to wake him up?! Are they mad?!"
This was even more terrible news than Voldemort's resurrection. The Cyclops was much more powerful than Voldemort. If he came out, it would be enough to shock the whole world.
Cyclopes were powerful creatures of the last magical age, legendary creatures that existed only in stories and books.
But now, how could there be a living Cyclops?
"I'm not sure if it was a dream or some kind of vision that the scabbard showed me." Evan drank some water and felt that his body was recovering. He carefully recalled the scene he’d seen and said slowly, "I can't determine what those Dark wizards are going to do, and if they are really awakening the Cyclops, that's Dark magic that I don’t know."
"Whether they’re really awakening the Cyclops or not, this is not a good thing," said Sirius worriedly. "We should find an owl or any other way to write a letter to Dumbledore. The present situation is too bad!"
"What happened during my coma?" Evan asked, looking around. "Where are Hagrid and Madame Maxime? And, why aren't we in our camp? It looks like a giant’s cave here."
"They're outside. There's something else. This is indeed a giant's cave, and we’re hiding in this place," said Sirius. "The situation is very bad. For your safety, we had to leave the camp. Before you woke up, I was wondering if I should send you back to the carriage first. It's too dangerous around here!"
"What exactly is going on?"
"I'll start from the moment you lost consciousness. That day in the cave, you fainted, and the suffocating mighty power gradually dissipated, and the giants got up from the ground. Whether it was Karkus, the Gurg of the giants, or that strong Golgomath, they were scared to death. You really should have seen the way they’ve been looking at you that day and worshiping you as a god."
This was normal. Evan had used the Philosopher’s Stone to kill a giant warrior in an instant. This was already beyond what they’d ever expect from a human.
And then, there was the Cyclops’s power that would bring ancient gods to submission.
This was especially true for the giants, whose forces inherited in the blood made them actively submit to their terrible ancestor.
The only good thing was that these guys knew nothing about magic and couldn’t distinguish between Evan and the Cyclops’s powers.
"After easily dealing with the giants, we left with you and returned to the camp," said Sirius. "That afternoon, Karkus and Golgomath sent people with gifts to negotiate the alliance with us."
"Because of the powerful display you've shown, things have been moving in the right direction," noticing Evan's expression, Sirius waved. "We made friends with the two leaders of the giants. Karkus and Golgomath were on the back foot. They were even going to give you their daughters, two giantesses about your age."
"YOU DIDN’T AGREE FOR ME, DID YOU?!" Evan shivered, remembering the second half of the dream.
"Of course I refused. What, do you have a thing for giantesses?!" Sirius watched Evan’s face contorting with a smile on his own, and then the expression on his face became serious again. "After they went back, I don’t know what they were arguing about. I think it was about boring topics like whose daughter you were going to marry. Then, there was a fierce fight that night. We saw it all the way from our camp; it was bad. It went on for more than five hours and didn't stop until the second half of the night. You wouldn’t believe the noise. We didn't dare to take part in it. When the sun came up, the whole giants’ territory was red, and his head was lying at the bottom of the lake.”
"Whose head?" Evan asked, looking at him in surprise.
"Karkus’s… he was much weaker than Golgomath," said Sirius heavily. "Golgomath became the new Gurg of the giants. When we went to see him with a gift, he was very proud. He was sitting on the throne, Karkus's helmet on his head, and his widow on his lap. He received us cheerfully.
Karkus died just like that, but it didn’t make any difference to us who was the Gurg of the giants. All we needed was to cooperate with them. We relayed Dumbledore's words to Golgomath again, and while he didn’t seem too excited about our proposal, in the end he reluctantly agreed to the alliance request and told us what he needed as compensation."
"So, we succeeded?" Evan looked at him in amazement. "Why did you say things were getting worse?"
"Yes, that's true. All we had to do was to make a pact with them and take that damn list back to Dumbledore, and our mission would be achieved: we’ve thwarted Voldemort's plot and made his Dark army lose important allies,” said Sirius. “But Hagrid, Madame Maxime and I were too careless and negligent. We did not expect those Death Eaters to take action so swiftly.”
