harry potter book of crimes

"Ron! Ron is not back! He and Helen are not here -" Hermione screamed as she hurried back to the Gryffindor common room.

"I couldn't find them either -" Harry walked around in the lounge, "I've looked everywhere, running upstairs and downstairs! I think there's no place I can go other than the professor's office and the principal's office.

I've searched all over..."

"Still on the road?" Hermione shuddered when she thought that they were most likely to be attacked by spiders. "It would be too bad if that were the case. I can't even imagine it - Harry, we have to go out and look for it!"

"...There's no need to go out to look for it!" Just as they turned around to walk towards the door, the fat woman's oil painting suddenly opened, and Professor McGonagall took a step inside, "Mr. Weasley is in the school hospital now, with his wife.

Miss En was with us - we found them on the edge of the path to the Forbidden Forest."

"Oh - the school hospital?" Hermione suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Yes," Professor McGonagall said with a slight frown, "Mr. Weasley's situation is quite lucky, he was just petrified - he will recover after a while, just like last time."

"What about Helen?" Hermione asked hurriedly, "Oh - I mean, Miss Schon?"

"She was seriously injured. Fortunately, before Professor Sprout found her behind Mr. Weasley, she seemed to have treated herself, but the effect was not very good," Professor Mike said.

"Hermione, let's go take a look!"

Harry said as he walked out, but was grabbed by Professor McGonagall.

"Not now!" She said seriously with a straight face, "You should stay in the common room. The martial law has not been lifted yet, so you are not allowed to move around at will!"

After saying that, Mag suddenly turned around and left in a hurry.

"Wait a minute, Professor!" Harry asked hurriedly, "What's going on outside - what's going on outside? I asked everyone not to open the windows and look out, but this also makes us completely unaware of what's going on outside!"

"..." Professor McGonagall turned around, stared at Harry and Hermione, and then glanced at the little wizards in the common room, and then said, "Those spiders are dead, and the remaining

The uninjured Aurors are investigating, and that's the situation - we're safe for now."

After comforting the young wizards with a slightly evasive explanation, she walked out of the door again.

"All dead? There are so many out there, countless..." Harry said in surprise, "How did they die?"

But this time, Professor McGonagall did not answer his question, but walked out of the Gryffindor common room without looking back, and walked quickly along the corridor.

"...I also want to know how they died." She shook her head secretly as she walked.

…

At the same time, at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Maka stepped on the magic book and flew over the Forbidden Forest at high speed. After passing the border of the forest, she rushed towards the school gate without stopping.

Over there, Hagrid was lying on the grass inside the school gate. His gray-white body seemed to be lighter than at first. And right next to him, his brother Grawp was tearing apart an alien body with great interest.

The corpse of an Acromantula.

On his huge body, only some parts were slightly white - the giant's powerful anti-magic skin prevented him from receiving much damage.

Well, in fact, if I have to say it, Hagrid’s thick layer of skin’s ability to resist magic is also different from ordinary people. Under the gaze of so many spiders at that time, he was still able to persist in a state of incomplete petrification until he met Maka. This is also

It's pretty awesome.

At that time, Maka hurried back to Hogwarts, and the first acquaintance she met was him. Although the situation was urgent, Maka still poured some mandrake resurrection potion into him.

As long as it is not completely petrified, the effect of the medicine can be exerted to a greater extent, and he will be able to be alive and kicking again soon.

After a while, Maka came back here again.

It is worth mentioning that when he flew past Grawp, he saw Grawp abruptly stopped his habitual flapping movements, dropped the spider legs in his hands, and shrank to the side with a timid look on his face.

Since the day Maka taught him to remember his name, he used his simple brain to classify Maka into the category of "need to be alert".

Maka didn't pay attention to Grawp's little movements. He walked directly to Hagrid and squatted down.

"Are you okay? Hagrid?" Maka asked softly.

"Oh - your potion - it's very good." Hagrid closed his eyes and lay down stiffly, "It's much better than at the beginning. I'm about to turn into a stone in the forest... just my eyelids.

It’s a bit heavy.”

"You should be able to move around a little in a while," Maka casually poked Hagrid's belly a few times, as if to check the decrease in hardness, "Just rest here for a while!"

"Thank you, thank you..." Hagrid's voice still sounded a little dry, "Thanks to little Grawp, he is so brave! I dare say that if he goes to Hogwarts, he will be a Granny.

Fendo!”

"Yes!" Maka smiled and said, "But if that really happens, we must renovate the castle first...' We have to allow every little wizard to go to the designated classroom on time, not

Let them use the door as too small to get in as a reason to skip class' - Professor Dumbledore would definitely say this."

"Um...Dumbledore." Hagrid sighed dully.

"Don't take it too seriously," Maka comforted, "At least Dumbledore hopes that we can be more relaxed and happy when talking about him."

"Yes, I understand, Dumbledore is a great man..." Hagrid was talking, but suddenly the topic changed, "By the way, Aragog - how is Aragog? How is his child?

How did they escape from the Forbidden Forest? And...it looks different from before..."

"Well, Aragog..." Maka shook her head slightly and said, "...is dead. He was bewitched by Voldemort, and in the end it was my hands..."

"Ah, Aragog...oh..." There was a hint of crying in Hagrid's tone.

"Speaking of which, maybe this can be considered my fault!" Maka said in a deep voice.

"Your fault?" Hagrid said sadly, "What's your fault? I understand... I understand... Acromantula is that kind of race, and that person whose name cannot be named... is his fault.

"

Maka shook her head aside, feeling a little heavy in her heart.

"...You won't understand." He said softly in a voice that only he could hear.

"Ah...poor Aragog..." Hagrid tried his best to bend his arms and rub his red eyes, "Logically speaking, he is quite old among Acromantulas. I thought he could be peaceful.

Walk quietly..."

"Yeah... about 50 years old, right?" Maka agreed.

"...Did he say anything at the end?" Hagrid asked, wiping away tears, "I want to give him a slightly more decent funeral. He can't stay in the woods waiting to be eaten by his children...

"

"I have brought him out." Maka patted Hagrid on the shoulder and said quietly, "Well... finally he said... he said 'thank you'."

"...He said he had to thank you, Hagrid." Maka repeated the words.

Of course he remembered Aragog's last words correctly, but what's the point of saying "sorry" at this time? The person who needs to apologize should not be Aragog at all.

"When Hogwarts is quiet, let's hold a funeral for Aragog then!" Maka sighed, "Call Harry and the others - the Acromantula is a race that likes to be lively, because

You see, they are always a big family."

"You're absolutely right!" Hagrid howled.

After a while, when Hagrid was able to walk on his own, Maka sent him and Grawp back to the front of the hunting lodge.

"Leave it to me!" Hagrid said in a low mood, "I will take little Grawp back to the forest... But, everyone must have seen him this time, right?"

"It's okay," Maka waved her hand and said, "Isn't he more peaceful recently? He seems to be a lot more honest."

"Well..." Hagrid looked at Grawp who was a little cautious and said, "I'm getting used to it, but I'm not this quiet usually... I think it's probably because you're here."

"Really?" Maka also glanced at it, and then said, "Don't worry, he didn't do anything to hurt anyone this time. I'll explain it to Professor McGonagall and the others... Then, I

Just leave first!"

"Ah! Okay!" Hagrid nodded, "Thank you for the potion——"

After separating from Hagrid and Grawp, Maka walked around the school grounds non-stop. After he found that there were no other victims, he walked back to the castle.

The first thing he did after entering the castle was to go to the campus hospital to check. After all, if someone was injured or petrified, they would definitely be sent there.

But right at the entrance of the school hospital, he saw a hospital bed covered with a large white cloth. Judging from the undulating outline of the white cloth, it was obvious that there was a person underneath.

Maka immediately waved her hand, and the white cloth immediately floated up, revealing the person covered with it.

"Sokas?"

Lying on the hospital bed under the white cloth was the pale-faced Sokas. Judging from the lifeless look in his widened eyes, it was obvious that he was already dead.

Maka immediately reached out and patted him everywhere, but found that there didn't seem to be any scratches.

"...Dead?" He used his magic power to check, but his brows gradually furrowed. "There are signs of being hit by a life-killing curse, and it should have been for some time..."

"...So, who killed Sokas? And who did I meet in the spider lair?"