The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

"Actually, we have heard about you," the leader of the horse separated from the other companions. He temporarily assumed the role of guide. After walking together for about a hundred meters, he deliberately eased the tense atmosphere between the two parties and took the initiative to say, "Three.

I saved the unicorn and took Alice away years ago. During that time, there were all kinds of news circulating in the tribe..."

DeWitt didn't say anything. He seemed to be focused on his journey and had no time to think about it.

Hermione was afraid of being left out, so she quickly said: "Then how did you recognize it?"

The centaur smiled kindly at Hermione and said: "Alice visited us again later, and we all heard her say..."

"Among my new friends, DeWitt is the only male," Alice said coldly, "so the smart centaurs have noticed this and successfully demonstrated your excellent logical thinking. You want me to praise you."

?"

The horseman said awkwardly: "Oh, that's no need..."

Alice said sharply: "You don't think I really mean to praise you, do you?"

"It's so rare," Hagrid tried his best to lower his voice and whispered to the humans present, "I have never seen a centaur say such normal things and be so good-tempered."

"Because Alice is the benefactor of the tribe," the centaur's hearing was very keen, he replied, "since seventy years ago..."

"I didn't allow you to tell anyone," Alice said unhappily. "Are you centaurs just talking about the stars?"

When facing Alice, Hagrid was so surprised by the good temper shown by the centaur that even if Alice said this, the centaur's reaction was just to shut up and stop talking, silently walking at the front to lead the way, and

Keep it slow so everyone can keep up.

Suddenly, DeWitt stopped. He squatted down, used his wand to pick up a strand of spider silk under the dead branches and leaves, glanced at the shadow crawling quickly under the tree roots, and whispered: "We are entering the spider's trap."

Territory."

"Spiders are big," the centaurs reminded again, "If you are afraid, you might as well turn back."

Hagrid's expression became more and more uneasy. Unfortunately, when he wanted to speak, he was interrupted again. This time it was Ciri. Her sword had not been sheathed since she drew it out. At this moment, she said without fear: "

It's just a spider."

There are roughly two ways for spiders to hunt, one is to build a web, and the other is to dig a hole. The common point between the two is that the prey must enter the trap, and now is the moment for the hunter to take action - the sudden sound of silence in the forest

There was a sound that was approaching rapidly. From hearing the sound to realizing that the accident had occurred, I only had time to have two thoughts, and a spider the size of a car sprang out. At this time, Ciri's instinct to hunt monsters quickly awakened, and she took the initiative to attack

, accurately seizing the fleeting opportunity, the sword flashed, cutting off the thorax and abdomen connection of the speeding spider.

At this time, the front half of the spider's body, which was broken into two parts, was still rushing forward, and its huge, round abdomen had lost its forward momentum. What was even more unexpected was that the spider actually screamed in human language: "Ah -

- Hagrid - outsider..."

Ciri was a little surprised that the spider spoke human language, but the sound made by the spider did not affect her decisiveness in cutting off the spider's head with her sword, making the monster completely lifeless.

"This is...this is the Acromantula," Hermione said in confusion, "but Britain is not the origin of the Acromantula, and it is absolutely prohibited to transport Acromantula eggs to places outside of their origin.

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The centaur spoke: "Hagrid, do you have anything to say?"

But Hagrid had already thrown himself in front of the dead spider sadly, choked with sobs, and accused Ciri: "Why did you kill it?"

Ciri was a little at a loss. She held up her sword and said confusedly: "But... this is a monster... and it attacks us..."

"This is the descendant of Aragog!" Hagrid shouted, "If you let me talk to it, nothing unexpected will happen! But what about you? You actually killed it!"

"Hagrid! Wake up!" the centaur also yelled, "Spiders eat meat!"

Even the most sympathetic Hermione didn't think there was anything wrong with what Ciri did. She said tactfully: "It is clearly recorded in the book that the Acromantula's favorite thing is human flesh."

The confusion in Ciri's eyes disappeared. After she glanced at Hagrid, she thought for a moment without saying anything and walked to Hermione and Alice easily holding the sword.

"Tell us about Aragog, Hagrid. I think this name has something to do with the Acromantula in the Forbidden Forest," DeWitt said in a low and objective tone, "This is not the time for you to cry."
After sobbing for a while, Hagrid regained his composure and said: "Aragog is my friend."

The centaur couldn't bear it anymore, and he had some fierce words to say, but DeWitt glanced at him and he knew that the wisest choice at this moment was to keep quiet.

"It is the first Acromantula to come to Hogwarts," Hagrid continued, "It is smart, considerate, and very cute."

Hermione was just a hair away from criticizing Hagrid's illegal behavior and outrageous aesthetics.

"But no one likes it except me, so I am the only one who knows how honest Aragog is. If I don't let it leave the closet, it will not leave. But later, Tom Riddle framed Aragog and killed the student at the time.

I had to let Aragog go when the Ministry of Magic came, so I was charged with killing my classmates and was expelled from school..."

"You are not unjust at all, really," among the people present, only Alice never cared about the problem of face. She said bluntly, "The crisis caused by the Acromantula includes but is not limited to hunting all the vegetarians in the Forbidden Forest.

Animals, their achievements even include unicorn cubs and lone centaurs. They have also changed the terrain of the Forbidden Forest. You can see it immediately if you go further, and they are very fertile... so fertile,

The time it takes to eliminate one batch is enough for them to give birth to two batches. The hard work you put in is not as good as waiting for them to fight among themselves due to uneven resource distribution. I think you are...indirectly responsible for this."

"That's the problem," the centaur answered sensibly, "the spiders' territory is gradually expanding, and even rabbits and mice are catching less prey. Even if we don't consider the problem of tribes being attacked, in a few decades, we will

Maybe we will really eat grass like a horse. If you weren't here today, we plan to find a time in the near future to report the problem to Dumbledore."

Hagrid couldn't refute, but he still said stubbornly: "No! In short, you can't hurt them! I can communicate with Aragog about your problems, and I will definitely be able to convince him... I will definitely find a solution to everyone's problems.

..."

Alice drifted away, and before leaving, she glanced at DeWitt and Hermione sympathetically. Ciri smacked her lips roughly and shook her head helplessly because she felt unreasonable. Hermione sighed. The centaur didn't know.

What should I say? If Crookshanks were here, he might be able to say a few incisive and abstract sayings, but at this moment, DeWitt could only lament one sentence that Hagrid could not understand: "In the face of the survival of the race, at the individual level,

Past kindness is insignificant."