harry potter book of crimes

"...King of Spiders in the Forbidden Forest, Aragog, you are a competent father and a friend worth remembering. Although you have fallen asleep now, you will always exist in our hearts."

"In today's world, it is when malice is raging and fighting against each other. Light and darkness are fighting for survival and death. Innocent lives are being dragged endlessly by the storm of blood. You are one of the people who fell into sleep because of this."

"Of course you have stains, oversights, and even sins, but this is not your fault. As a wise Acromantula King, you are still dignified despite your oversights, and you are still outstanding despite your stains.

Yes, there is still final repentance in sin."

"Although you have ended your life journey of more than fifty years at this time and cannot witness the ending of that unnecessary evil. But when all this returns to peace in the near future, your solemn and unwilling face will show

, I’m afraid he will definitely show a slightly relaxed smile..."

Behind the hunting lodge at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, next to the not too big pumpkin patch, Maka stood next to the big pit with a serious face.

Next to Maka is Hagrid.

This giant half-breed, who was tall and thick but surprisingly soft-hearted, knelt down in front of the pit. The tears in his eyes were flowing as if for free, soaking his beard and front.

Behind them, Harry, Hermione and Luna just stood there quietly. Not to mention Luna who could be in a daze anywhere, at least the expressions of Harry and Hermione were quite complicated.

At this moment, Maca's surprisingly solemn eulogy continued to echo in this open plain, mixed with the wind accompanied by snowflakes, and floated into the distance.

"...My friend, Aragog - may that day come soon! My friend, Aragog - may your spirit watch over your descendants in that quiet forest home!"

"My friend, Aragog - your friendship will never be forgotten by those who knew you! May you find comfort and rest in mourning for your best friend - Rubeus Hagrid!"

"It's so... so, so good... it's really so good..."

After Maka's lyrics came to an end, Hagrid howled "Wow" and fell heavily on the edge of the pit, his tears even more intense.

"Hagrid, give way -" Maka patted his back and said, "It's time to cover Aragog with a quilt. In this cold weather, you will make him freeze!"

"I don't think 'he' can feel the cold anymore." Harry muttered in a very small voice.

"Shut up!"

Hermione immediately turned her head and glared at him, but Harry noticed that Hermione's eyes seemed to be a little red.

"you shut up!"

Harry opened his mouth, but Hermione blocked his words with an even more ferocious look.

Under Maka's persuasion, Hagrid finally propped up his body with his palms covered with gravel and soil, sniffed hard and stood back.

"...Yes, you are right...Aragog will feel cold."

After he got out of the way, Maka picked up the staff and waved it, and the large pile of soil dug out before immediately floated up, pressing the giant spider's body to the bottom of the deep pit.

After compacting the mound and smoothing it into a round shape, Maka tapped the staff again, and a long stone pillar rose from the ground, with an eye-catching rune character on it.

In ancient runes, Acromantula was used to refer to the number "8". It is obviously appropriate to have this character engraved in front of Aragog's tomb.

"Okay," Maka patted Hagrid's arm again and said, "I don't think Aragog wants to see you shed too many tears for him. Let's go back! Have a good rest, I still have a little bit here.

The mead of the Three Broomsticks, which Mrs. Rosmerta brewed the year before last—"

At Maka's greeting, Harry and he helped Hagrid, who had a sad face and was reluctant to leave, into the hut.

When Hagrid stuffed his butt into the chair with a "crunch", Fang, who had been frightened by Aragog's body, finally crawled out of the basket and walked over to Hagrid and pulled his big butt as usual.

His head rested on Hagrid's lap.

Then Maka took out three small oak barrels from her waist and placed them on the round table in front of Hagrid.

"Oh - how much stuff do you have in that fanny pack?" Harry asked curiously.

"Well, I have applied the Seamless Stretching Spell several times so far," Maka shrugged as she continued to take out the cup, "I am now comfortable with it, and no matter how big the space is, it will be filled."

, so it will be expanded every once in a while - if the mouth of this bag is not big enough for the shoulder, I can let you go in for a walk."

"Take a walk?" Harry couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth when he heard this.

"Do you want some too?" Maka suddenly took out another bottle of butterbeer, looked at them and asked, "If you want, I can heat it up for you."

"Um...can't I try that too?" Harry glanced at the keg on the table.

"No, I don't think so -" Maka shook her head and said, "Those meads are a bit strong. Aren't we going to have activities for a while?"

Under Harry's regretful gaze, Maka reached out and tapped lightly on the wall of the wine bottle, and a trace of fire immediately swirled around it.

Not long after, he poured warm butter beer into the glasses, and a rich and mellow butter aroma filled the cabin.

But at this moment, Hagrid had already finished two glasses of mead with tears in his eyes.

"Then, come on!" Maka raised her cup and shouted, "For Aragog!"

"Aragog!" Harry, Hermione, Luna and Hagrid all echoed in unison.

After this somewhat special funeral, everyone sat around in the hunting lodge warmed by the fireplace, toasting each other and drinking.

At first, Hagrid was still immersed in sadness and couldn't extricate himself, but after a while, drunkenness finally invaded his brain, diluting Aragog's departure a lot.

Under such circumstances, although butterbeer did not contain alcohol, Harry felt as if he was almost intoxicated by the gradually relaxing atmosphere.

"...When I met him, he was just an egg!" Hagrid said sadly, "He was so small when he was first hatched! He was only as big as a fingernail..."

"Oh -" Luna sipped the hot drink in the cup, and the rich foam stained her upper lip, but she didn't notice it at all, "He is so cute."

"...Later, it didn't take long and he grew up in the blink of an eye." Hagrid continued, "I hid him in a cupboard at school, and after only a few months, he couldn't fit anymore."

"Yes!" Maka said with deep feeling, "The Acromantula grows really fast. From juvenile stage to semi-mature stage, it basically doesn't take long."

"Yes, that's the case..." Hagrid shook his dizzy head and agreed, "If he hadn't grown up so fast, he wouldn't have been discovered... But it's not his fault, it's not his fault.

!”

"Actually, you can use the shrinking spell, it's quite effective -" Maka said casually, "If you become smaller, even if others notice it, they will just think of it as a little spider that can always be seen everywhere."

"Oh - you have to know that the magic spell has never worked that well for me." Hagrid lowered his eyelids and said, "The shrinking spell is too difficult for me... too difficult..."

"Maka, you also have that scary big spider - oh, I mean...acromantula?" Hermione looked at Maka in surprise, and Harry also widened his eyes in this direction.

"Yes, those little guys are still in the United States, protecting Sirius for me!" Maka nodded, "Oh, there is another group of poor children."

"What happened to Sirius?" Harry asked, "The note he asked Hedwig to send frightened us all!"

"Well..." Maka thought about it for a moment, then shook her head, "Don't worry about that thing for now. Next, you need to train in Defense Against Dark Arts, and then we can talk about other things!

"

"But--"

Harry was naturally not very happy, after all, Sirius was his godfather. At the moment, apart from the Dursleys, he only had Sirius as a relative.

Although Sirius and he had no real blood relationship, he felt that Sirius was obviously more suitable to be his family than the Dursleys.

"No," Hermione said, tugging at him. "Isn't it enough to just know that Sirius is fine? We should really focus on future training first, otherwise even if we know the most detailed situation,

But if you can’t help, you’ll just be anxious in vain, right?”

"With great ability comes great power," Luna added dreamily, "Mr. Fusco once said so."

"Mr. Fusco?" Harry asked doubtfully, "Who is that?"

Maka had long been used to Luna's sudden famous sayings. But Harry and Hermione hadn't spent that much time with her, so they were naturally curious about the witty sayings that came out of her mouth.

"...Probably 'Dexter Fusco'! One of the past principals of Hogwarts," Hermione blinked, "But, has he ever said this? I

Why are you not impressed?"

"It's not Fusco from Hogwarts..." Luna tilted her head and said, "It's Fusco from Diagon Alley, the owner of the ice cream shop."

"What? Ice cream shop?" Harry and Hermione suddenly looked depressed.

Just when both of them were speechless that the ice cream shop owner would say such wise words, Hagrid, who was lying on the table in confusion, suddenly raised his head and howled with his loud voice——

"Ice cream! Ah—ice cream! Poor little Aragog can't eat it—he gets diarrhea when he eats it!"