Chapter 468 Moholt

When Levin untied the tentacles that bound Moholt, the old giant stood up tremblingly.

He subconsciously took two steps back, keeping a certain distance from Levin, for fear that the powerful wizard would suddenly attack him.

Graup, on the other hand, was even more timid. He hid behind Moholt, not even daring to look at Levin. He could only occasionally peek at him from Moholt's side.

"I'm really sorry, great wizard." Moholt's voice was filled with deep apology and awe, "I didn't mean to attack you. It's just that... we giants once suffered from wizards. The massacre of magic, that memory filled us with fear and hatred of magic. So, when I saw you using magic on Grawp, I instinctively wanted to protect him, and I took action impulsively."

Levin nodded slightly to express his understanding: "I understand your position and feelings. But you have to know that not every wizard is the murderer who hurts you. If you launch an attack rashly, you can only be hurt."

He paused and his eyes became sharp. "833" "I also hope you can take care of yourself and Graup. If you dare to act rashly again, I don't mind letting you see the true power of magic."

"Yes, yes, I understand." Moholt nodded repeatedly, not daring to disobey at all, "We will definitely be obedient and will not cause you any more trouble.

The two of them made a tacit agreement not to mention Gralop. They both knew that with Gralop's stupidity, there could be any reason for his sudden attack.

Maybe it was because he saw a human being for the first time, or maybe it was because he thought it was just a game.

"Let's get down to business." Levin floated down on a boulder and looked down at Moholt: "I came here to ask you something about Graup and make a deal with you.

He pointed to Grawp who was shivering aside:,

"This guy, if I guess correctly, should be Hagrid's brother, right? Why did you come here to feed him?"

Moholt lowered his head, his voice trembling: "Hagrid's mother Friedvarfa and I have been friends for many years. Before she died, she asked me to take care of Graup. But...

He sighed, "The world of giants is too cruel, Grawp... He is too short, and his mind is not very bright. If I bring him back to the tribe, he will only be bullied by other giants. and ridicule.”

Levin thought of the young giants doing odd jobs at the giant dinner and couldn't help but nodded.

"I can't tell, but you are a rare kind-hearted person.

There was a hint of admiration in Levin's voice, and his eyes looked at Moholt much softer.

Through psychic powers, he can hear that the other person is telling the truth.

Such a giant is indeed suitable for cooperation.

He paused and then asked: "Then why did you never tell Hagrid these things? As Graop's brother, he should have the right to know that Graop is here."

"Friedwafa won't like it." Moholt sighed and shook his head: "Friedwafa hates short children. She hates Graup, but she hates Hagrid even more. She won't like it. of."

It sounds like this Moholt has some special feelings for Hagrid's mother Friedvafa, not to mention that one of her ex-husbands even licked dogs or something.

But Levin doesn't want to care about giant gossip.

He looked at the old giant in front of him, looked at his decrepit body, and suddenly said: "I can see that your life has come to an end. Your body has long been overwhelmed, and old injuries and diseases are continuing. The earth is eroding you. However, I have a suggestion that may change your destiny.

Moholt raised his head, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes: "You...can you help me?"

"Of course." Levin nodded, "As a wizard, I have the ability to make various potions. I can treat your old injuries and diseases so that your life can continue. But you must sign a magic contract with me and be loyal to Me. What do you think of this kind of deal?"

"Do you really have this method?" Moholt's eyes widened, as if he saw a life-saving straw: "But...but how do I know you are not lying to me? After all, we are not familiar with each other. ………”

Levin sneered and interrupted him: "You doubt my ability? Then I can knock you out right now and forcibly sign a contract with you. Or I can just walk away. Anyway, there are many young giants. I can always find a replacement. The reason why I chose you is to give you a chance for Hagrid's sake."

After saying that, Levin turned around and prepared to leave.

However, at the moment when he was about to take a step, Moholt's urgent voice came over:

"Wait! I accept your conditions!"

Levin stopped and turned around slowly, only to see Moholt crawling forward on the ground with difficulty, regardless of his painfully tied body, trying to get closer to Levin.

Levin looked at his actions and couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart.

He took out a piece of parchment from his arms, waved his hand gently, and the parchment flew in front of Moholt.

Moholt used his hands and feet to crawl forward with difficulty, and finally touched the light parchment.

He carefully picked it up, raised his head, and looked at Levin with a bit of awe and confusion: "What should I do to complete the contract?"

Levin looked at the giant's big hand, compared it with the small parchment, and said helplessly: "Looking at your size, a signature is obviously impossible. Then, let's use your blood to make a fingerprint.

Moholt didn't hesitate at all and immediately bit his index finger...

Blood gushed out instantly. He endured the pain and pressed his bloody fingers on the parchment.

Immediately afterwards, the words on the parchment seemed to be activated and began to flicker.

The light was not dazzling, but it carried a mysterious and solemn aura.

After the light gradually dissipated, Moholt felt an invisible force coming quietly and entering his body.

When he looked at Levin again, he was surprised to find that the hostility in his heart had disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by an inexplicable awe.

Levin waved his wand lightly, and a crystal clear potion appeared in front of Moholt's eyes.

"Drink this potion and all your injuries and diseases will be cured." Levin introduced Moholt, "This will allow you to live at least ten more years."

In fact, it was a diluted solution of the rejuvenating elixir created by Levin using the Philosopher's Stone. As long as the amount of this elixir is sufficient, it is not a problem to live for hundreds or even thousands of years, let alone ten years longer.

Moholt took the potion with tears of gratitude and drank it in one gulp.

This bottle of potion is a lot for humans, but not enough for him to soothe his throat.

But after taking the potion, he immediately felt a warm current surging in his body, and the pain and diseases that had troubled him for many years seemed to be relieved at this moment.

Levin nodded with satisfaction, and then began to assign his first task:

"It seems that your status in the tribe is not low. Next, I will provide you with some prey nearby. You will hold a grand giant banquet tonight and invite a group of giants to attend.

He paused and added, "Of course, you can invite some older giants who have a good relationship with you. Their wisdom and experience will be a valuable asset. However, most of the invitees should be 5.2 physically strong. Strong young people, they are the future and hope of the tribe. The ratio of men to women should also be as equal as possible to maintain balance.

After listening to Levin's instructions carefully, Moholt finally couldn't help but ask: "Sir, what is your purpose of holding this banquet?"

Levin thought for a while and revealed: "I am here on behalf of the Department of Management and Control of Magical Creatures of the Ministry of Magic in the Yin Kingdom. As far as we know, you are the last giant tribe in the world. We plan to build a new giant in the Yin Kingdom. The reserve provides you with a safe and harmonious home. And you and your companions will become the first residents of this reserve."

Moholt's eyes widened. This news was both unexpected and surprising to him.

Although they feel a little sad to be treated as protected animals by wizards, it also means that they will have a safe home and no longer have to worry about reproduction and survival. His eyes shone with gratitude:

"I understand, sir, I will do my best to handle this matter for you."