It was hard to imagine communicating with giants in an easy and pleasant way.
The last ti Evan and the others saw Grawp, his favorite thing was to uproot trees, and his vocabulary had comprised less than ten words, more than half of which he was unable to pronounce properly. Oh, by the way, Harry and Ron had not seen Grawp yet, they had only heard of him…
Just hearing about him was already scary!
Hagrid’s appearance when he returned last term was enough to dispel any thoughts anyone had of eting and communicating with the giant.
Just think about it, Hagrid had been injured so badly by Grawp’s playful punch.
If it were anyone else, they might not have survived.
When Hagrid was about to leave, he had originally planned to take Harry and Ron to see Grawp.
At that ti, Evan, Hermione and Elaine were not in school.
Hagrid hoped that soone would take care of Grawp after he left, mainly to keep him company and talk so that he wouldn’t be so lonely, but the situation wasn’t tense to that extent in the end, and Grawp didn’t seem to need care.
He took to his new life in the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts very quickly, faster than Hagrid had expected.
Just as he had always told them, Grawp seed to have matured and beco more sensible overnight. He no longer needed to worry the others and he rarely beat him to vent his excess energy. Hagrid now only suffered minor injuries occasionally.
It seed that Grawp had made great progress.
Giants were not trolls. The power of family, friendship, patience and communication could change them…
“Grawpy’s really co on; has learned a lot o’ words,” said Hagrid proudly. “You should really et him. He likes makin’ new friends now. I’m thinkin’ o’ trainin’ him up as assistant.”
Ron snorted loudly, but managed to pass it off as a violent sneeze.
“We can talk abou’ Grawpy tomorrow. Rember, firs’ lesson’s straight after lunch. Co early. I’ve prepared so very interestin’ creatures. Alright, are yeh waitin’ for Evan? Gettin’ late, and he seems ter be talkin’ ter Dumbledore abou’ sothin’ importan’,” said Hagrid, glancing back at the staff table.
By now, there was no one else in the Great Hall.
“I think you’d better go back and not stay here,” he said.
Harry didn’t want to leave, and he didn’t know how to tell Hagrid that they were not taking Care of Magical Creatures. He wanted to know what Evan was talking to Dumbledore about, but he couldn’t, because Professor McGonagall ca over with a serious face and told him and Ron to go back to the common room imdiately…
At the staff table, Evan recounted his experiences in the later period at the Ruins of Amun Ra in detail to Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Professor Slughorn, and Professor Snape, emphasizing the abnormalities of the cat and his own body. These were things that did not need to be kept secret, and he wanted to find out what was going on.
The professors examined him but found nothing.
It could be confird that Evan was in good health and had not been affected or hard by magic. When he was brought back by Sirius, Dumbledore had tested him. The conclusion at that ti was that he had overused magic, and the rest of the conclusion was the sa as now, that there was nothing wrong with Evan’s body.
But this result was obviously inaccurate — what normal person would hear a cat owing in their ear?
And who would suddenly develop an interest in dragon blood, being able to taste its flavor?
No matter how he thought about it, these things were highly abnormal.
“Maybe it’s magic at the spiritual or soul level?” said Evan. “That cat had no physical form…”
“Whether it has a physical form or not, whatever it may be, if it’s magic, it will leave traces,” said Snape. “There are no such traces in your body, so you haven’t been affected by magic. Of course, we can’t rule out the possibility that sothing is wrong with your mind, causing hallucinations. Personally, I lean toward that explanation.”
“Perhaps you’re just too tense; what you need is proper rest. That relic…” said Professor McGonagall.
She shook her head and didn’t continue, obviously thinking that the Ruins of Amun Ra were too dangerous.
“I have a few potions that might suit your current condition. Feel free to co to if you need them,” Professor Slughorn added. “My pleasure, Evan. I’d love to hear more about Egypt from you.”
Well, judging from their expressions, they all seed to think that Evan was fine, rely experiencing hallucinations. Such cases could happen occasionally — odd sounds near one’s ears or a sudden interest in unusual substances like dragon’s blood — often due to high stress.
Evan didn’t know what to say, he had no way to prove that the cat was real. He also didn’t want to make a big deal out of this matter and let everyone know that there was sothing wrong with his brain. In Hogwarts, this kind of gossip spread alarmingly fast.
“Soul magic is one of the most mysterious spells, and we know very little about ancient Egyptian magic and magical creatures,” said Dumbledore finally, looking at Evan with his bright blue eyes. “But don’t worry too much, Evan. That ancient creature didn’t affect you. He even helped you, which suggests he has good intentions.”
Evan nodded hesitantly. It was sowhat comforting.
The professors’ magic hadn’t detected anything, which could either indicate that the cat was very good at hiding or that he truly hadn’t done anything to him.
Otherwise, as Snape said, there would definitely be traces left.
Evan’s desire to drink dragon blood earlier might have been an idea conveyed by the being. As a soul-based entity, perhaps that cat communicated with people in such a way…
“If you want to uncover the hidden secrets, consider using what you found in the relic,” Dumbledore continued. “It will help you find answers.”
Evan was stunned for a mont, and he saw Professor Slughorn looking at him curiously.
No one except Dumbledore knew what he had found inside the Ruins of Amun Ra.
He hadn’t told them everything, so that part was kept confidential.
He’d obtained the Eye of Horus and a strengthened Ti-Turner in the Ruins of Amun Ra.
Was Dumbledore suggesting he go back and ask Ramses II?
That might indeed help him figure out what the cat was, but it would be difficult. The Ti-Turner’s magic wasn’t strong enough to allow Evan to stay in a tiline where he didn’t exist for very long. He’d have to know exactly when and where Ramses II would be at a specific ti.
How could that even be possible?
Besides, Evan wasn’t keen on returning to Egypt; the situation there was more complex than he’d imagined, and he didn’t want to get caught up in any more inexplicable events.
Since that wasn’t feasible, maybe he could return to Hogwarts a thousand years ago and consult the school’s Four Founders.
Evan suddenly thought of it and felt it was feasible.
The Four Founders were all very powerful, they knew almost everything, and he had been planning to go back to see Ravenclaw.
He rembered that Hufflepuff had once told him that Ravenclaw was very skilled at ti magic and soul magic, which were her primary fields of research…
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