The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

The deeper you go into the Forbidden Forest, the more spiders that are about the size of an adult horse become, so many that they change the environment and affect the environment, making the entire depression area covered with spider webs. Fortunately, the Acromantula

Spiders do not rely on spider silk to hunt. They trust their fangs and speed more. In terms of living habits, they prefer burrowing wolf spiders - cave-dwelling and highly venomous. In the caves where these giant spiders live, murder and deception are always present.

It was happening all the time, but it was meaningless, because in the spider society, human ethics had no application at all, but Hagrid insisted that he could convince these alien spiders to live in harmony with the original population of the Forbidden Forest.
After Hagrid made such a decision, the centaur noticed that DeWitt stopped talking, so he became uneasy and began to worry about whether DeWitt was determined to kill. However, the astrological divination result last night was positive - follow

The starry sky guides the horseman silently in his heart. He abandons unnecessary thoughts and focuses on leading the way.

The second half of the journey lasted nearly forty minutes. During this period, except for Hermione and Ciri who whispered a few words to each other, no one spoke anymore.

There are more and more traces of spider silk, not only on the ground, but also hanging among the trees and hanging from the treetops. The black forbidden forest is mixed with pale white. The movement around is becoming more and more obvious. The spiders that were constantly moving because of

Their territory was violated and they became bold, and began to dare to watch from a distance. Unless they were watched for a short time, they would sneak back into the shadows. Their attacks were almost undisguised, but what about Hagrid? He still kept moving forward.

Saying "Aragog".

The spiders probably knew Hagrid. The sneak attack that DeWitt had been prepared for never happened. The group of people successfully arrived at a depression where the ground was covered with spider webs. It was surrounded by dead trees, and the spider silk hung down like a curtain.

There was a big dark hole in the wall of the depression. As soon as he saw the hole, Hagrid strode over and shouted: "Aragog! Aragog!"

A bigger spider crawled out. Its two claws kept opening and closing, making clicking sounds. The eight eyes arranged in two rows on its head were white, and the short and hard bristles on its body were dense.

Thick and thick, it mouthed human words: "Is it Hagrid? I heard the children said you were here, but why did you bring a stranger this time?"

More clicking sounds suddenly sounded densely, and swarms of large spiders crawled out from the high places of the depression. They surrounded the area in circles, leaving only a narrow road leading directly to where Hagrid and Aragog were.

The bottom of the depression.

Hermione took the lead, Ciri walked in the middle, and DeWitt came behind. They walked into the depression and came to Aragog.

"You look so...beautiful," Aragog said. His eyes were unable to move. He moved his folded legs to face Ciri. If he looked carefully, his eight eyes seemed to be staring straight at each other.

Staring, showing a coveted attitude, it said weirdly, "Ah... just smelling it makes me feel that my hunger and thirst have been relieved. You must be doing something, right?"

Aragog's descendants made a rattling noise like a tide.

The centaur held the bow and put his fingers on the bowstring, calculating how many spiders he could kill before being poisoned to death. Hagrid finally took a step faster this time and said: "Aragog, you... can leave.

Forbidden Forest? I will help you change your place of residence..."

Upon hearing this, Hermione held her forehead in despair, Ciri froze in confusion for a moment, the centaur tightened her muscles, and DeWitt also pulled out his wand, and several spells could be released at any time.<

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Aragog was not angry. He spun again, facing Hagrid and asked: "Why?"

The other spiders also made vicious comments in unison: "That's right, why?"

"It's all Aragog. It's next to a human school but we are not allowed to eat human flesh."

"Now they are driving us away again!"

"Why?"

"Shut up! No one is allowed to speak without my permission!" Aragog roared at his heirs, then regained his composure in the blink of an eye and asked Hagrid, "I finally stabilized here and gave birth to my heirs.

Do you know how much my children will sacrifice if we want to migrate?"

Hagrid was not capable of thinking so much, and his thoughts were often very direct, so when faced with Aragog's questions, he could only shake his head.

"Of course you don't know," Aragog glanced at the centaur - in fact, it just turned its body at a small angle and then turned back - and then continued, "You just listened to what the centaur said and let me guess.

...Did they tell you that we killed centaurs and unicorns? Then they felt that we needed to find another place to survive, but we only killed to survive - you don't let me eat human flesh, that's fine, I haven't been alive since I was born

Since then, I have gone against my nature without eating a bite. Even my children and grandchildren, I will not let them eat it. Because you raised me, I am willing to go against my nature. Even if you let me die now, I will not hesitate.

As long as you think my death is of value to you... But you condemn me for the death of centaurs and unicorns... Oh, we can't stop breeding and eating, right?"

Hagrid was speechless, and after a moment he could only hesitate: "But... it's not good for you to do this..."

"You can't tell what we did wrong," Aragog said, "because from the beginning to the end our only pursuit is survival, and everything we do is for survival. But now that you are here, I am still willing to be like

Make the same promise as before - from now on, we will not hunt centaurs and unicorns."

Hagrid turned around, looked at the centaurs pleadingly, and said sadly: "I think Aragog is right. Look, he has already made a guarantee. Can you..."

"Hagrid!" the centaur was furious, and he roared filial piety, "I thought you were just kind, but I didn't expect you were stupid! You haven't realized until now that the root of the problem is that these spiders don't belong in the Forbidden Forest at all! Can you

Do you understand? They should not have been born here at all! They destroyed the balance of the Forbidden Forest! Look! Our space for activities is getting smaller and smaller, and there are fewer and fewer living creatures in the forest! And these are all thanks to this group of people.

Given by spiders! We are also outsiders, and we centaurs have always maintained a balance. Compared to them, is it the original species in the Forbidden Forest that should leave?"

The centaur was right. Hagrid couldn't find the problem. He had to let Aragog and his descendants survive, and he couldn't let other creatures in the Forbidden Forest leave. The only thing he could do was to suffer.

He grabbed the hair on his head, pulled hard, and racked his brains to think, but Hagrid was not good at thinking, and he couldn't do anything now.