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Chapter 770: The Curse of the Giants

“Oh, what did the Death Eaters do?” Evan moved his wrists and stiff body.

“We finished talking to Golgomath that day and agreed to meet again the next day. When we left and returned to the camp, Golgomath and his cronies met again with the Death Eaters, who were surely unhappy with all this quitting talk. Long story short, the giants are all dead!” Sirius paused, giving Evan enough time to digest the news, before continuing, “Well, almost… all the giants who were in the cave died in silence. There’s none of them left…”

“How did they do it? It was not Voldemort, was it?”

“No, it was not a head on fight; they don’t have the strength to kill so many giants like that,” Sirius waved and said scornfully. “It was sneaky Dark magic. The giants have received gifts from Voldemort and the Death Eaters before. Remember the black magical ring on Golgomath’s finger?”

Evan nodded, remembering that weird black ring on Golgomath’s finger. At that time, he looked at the ring and felt something was wrong with it…

“Golgomath and his cronies have received similar magical ornaments. The Death Eaters gave them gifts, which were actually cursed items made by Voldemort,” said Sirius in a heavy tone. “Obviously, the Dark Lord did not trust them. He was very uneasy about the giants. What he gave them was not only a source of power, but also a shackle and a terrible curse. What we did showed that his concerns were justified…”

“So, the curse on those accessories have been activated?” said Evan, raising his eyebrows.

“I went to the cave later and saw the scene. It was absolutely horrible. If Golgomath knew this would happen, he would have probably never thought of betraying Voldemort,” said Sirius. “I can guess the scene at that time. When Golgomath and the other giants confirmed that they wouldn’t join Voldemort, the curses on the accessories were activated, killing them instantly. There was no need for Death Eaters to do anything. Voldemort’s power could guarantee this.”

Indeed, the giants, though powerful, knew almost nothing about magic. It was not difficult for Voldemort to kill them all in an instant, thanks to the curses he had personally put on the ornaments.

It was really foolish of them to accept the gifts Voldemort had sent. Their consent to carry the curses made them defenseless against them.

Evan had felt the magic of that ring was a bit strange at the time, but he did not expect Voldemort to be so cruel…

As a result, Karkus and Golgomath were both dead, and there were not many giants left who had felt the power of Evan and the Cyclops that day.

Instead, the fierce names of Voldemort and the Death Eaters spread quickly among the giants.

In their simple heads, the weird Dark magic had been equated with death.

In order to make the giants surrender, fear must be struck into their hearts. They were now afraid of Voldemort and the Death Eaters…

“It’s sad that these giants were forced to take part in a war between wizards. It is not a good thing that they are born so strong. It is a curse in itself!” Evan followed with a sigh, thinking of the emotionless Ravenclaw… thinking of what she had said in the past, which was the first goal of his trip to Sicily. “Now that Karkus and Golgomath are dead, who could even be Gurg of the giants?”

“You got the point, no one!” said Sirius, raising his voice. “The death of two successive Gurgs, especially the way Golgomath and his supporters died, made the giants panic. But this is indeed an opportunity for the ambitious among them.

As I told you before, the giants’ social structure in Sicily is actually very complex. There are many of them who have fled from Europe like Herbert or Hagrid’s mother. They belong to other tribes and they always fight when they are free. After the death of Karkus, Golgomath, and a large number of giant warriors, the power of local Sicilian giants declined and they could not effectively suppress other giant tribes. Things got messy; there were scuffles going on every day, fighting for the position of the Gurg, and dozens of new ambitious giants emerged. And those Death Eaters, they kept fanning the flames behind the scenes. The situation here is just a mess and cannot be straightened out in a short time.”

“I see,” said Evan. “Isn’t there a strong giant out there to reunite the tribes?”

“No!” said Sirius disdainfully. “Although the giants are very brave in combat and near unstoppable, they are far from being strategic tacticians. They simple-mindedly fight at every turn. They don’t ask why, and even fight with their closest brothers… a bunch of fools.”

There was a moment of silence, and Evan was imagining what Sirius talked about, all that chaos…

“The giants are all fighting as individuals, none thinking of making alliances. The Death Eaters are still gathering the remaining giants to make them work for Voldemort again. It’s really tough to deal with. The ones sent by Voldemort are also pretty strong. By the time we could react, it was too late.”

“So, now there are three forces in the Giants’ Territory: Us, Voldemort and the Death Eaters, and the giants who are fighting each other…” Evan analyzed, “Fighting now would only cause a bigger mess.”

“It’s almost like that, but the number of giants who support us is decreasing. Hagrid and Madame Maxime are trying to persuade them, but with little effect. For these brainless brutes, the Death Eaters offer more tempting terms,” Sirius nodded, and said worriedly, “In the past three days, the number of giants on their side has been increasing. Yesterday, they also launched an attack on our camp to assassinate us in the middle of the night.”

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