Hogwarts: Please graduate soon
Chapter 279
"Why are you here?"
Hagrid was very surprised by Wayne's sudden appearance, but he still took him into the house.
"Have you had dinner? If not, let's have some together." Hagrid asked as he put the tea on the table.
Wayne sat on the chair, "I have, but you can have some more."
Hagrid took out his ancestral rock skin stuffed pie again, which made the boy wonder if this guy only ate stuffed pie every day.
After casting the softening spell silently, Wayne picked up a piece and ate it.
After patiently waiting for Hagrid to finish eating, he asked, "I heard from Hermione that one of your friends is dying."
"Yes." Hagrid's expression became sad.
"Is it Aragog?" Wayne asked again.
Hagrid was very surprised, "How did you know? I shouldn't have told Hermione and the others?"
"Did I let it slip again?"
Seeing the half-giant fall into self-doubt, Wayne took a sip of hot tea, "You only have so many friends, and you have known them for more than 50 years. They are either Aragog or other magical creatures."
"I am just guessing. You didn't let it slip."
"That's good." Hagrid breathed a sigh of relief, and then became sad again: "As a spider, Aragog is too old, and death is inevitable."
"Before school started, the last time I went to see him, he was too old to walk."
Wayne nodded gently and said nothing more.
After sitting for a while, Wayne left the cabin on the pretext that curfew would be in a while.
But he had just walked a short distance and circled back and went directly into the Forbidden Forest.
Aragog is Hagrid's friend and his means of production.
Many of the things he sells can maintain such low prices, and the cost of the Acromanthus venom can be ignored.
If the old spider is gone, the small Acromanthus that gather around him will also completely disband, and "750" will hide in every corner of the Forbidden Forest.
It will be troublesome for him to collect them in a centralized manner at that time.
And as a spider king who has lived for more than 50 years, the quality of Aragog's venom is not comparable to that of other spiders.
Except for the first time, he mixed Aragog's venom with other ordinary Acromanthus venom, and collected them separately afterwards.
For both emotional and rational reasons, he had to go and see.
And Wayne also had doubts in his heart...
Didn't this guy live until 1997 before he died? There is still a long time. Could he be pretending to avoid him?
.......
Wayne was very familiar with the route to the eight-eyed giant spider's territory, and he went there two or three times a year.
Soon, he arrived at the old place.
Wayne put on a layer of fire escape on his body. If an eight-eyed giant spider approached, it would be burned to charcoal. After more than a dozen of them died, the rest of the eight-eyed giant spiders began to fear.
Stepping into the core area of the spider's nest, Wayne shouted loudly:
"Aragog, I'm here to see you!"
According to past experience, Aragog will soon come out of the underground nest cursing.
But this time, after half a day, there was still only a group of small spiders surrounding Wayne and not daring to approach.
Just when Wayne was almost impatient and was about to go to the cave to see for himself, an old and weak voice came:
"Little wizard... why are you here again? How long has it been?"
Although it sounded like he was about to die, Wayne could still feel the anger contained in it.
The boy smiled and said loudly: "Hagrid told me that you are dying. As an old friend, of course I have to come to see you."
"Or did you make up a lie to avoid me?"
After another long silence, Wayne heard a rustling sound coming from behind the bushes, and a huge spider slowly appeared.
"Why have you aged so much?"
Wayne looked at Aragog in surprise.
Generally, spiders can judge their age and physical condition by their body shape and the patterns on their bodies. Although Aragog was blind in the past, he was sturdy and his unbroken legs were full of strength.
But now Aragog has lost more than a circle of weight, and even his spider hair has begun to turn white.
Wayne is now sure that Aragog is really dying.
"Hmph! It's all because of you, evil little wizard!"
Aragog growled, "If you hadn't extracted so much venom from me, I could have lived for at least another three to five years!"
"Now, I won't live much longer. You can kill me or chop me up as you like, but don't even think about taking a drop of venom from me today!"
After saying this, Aragog's legs softened and he became breathless, but his spirits improved a lot.
He has been holding back these words for two and a half years!
In the past, he had been holding back his anger in order to survive, but now that he was about to die, he let it all out at once.
Feeling Aragog's anger, the spiders around him also became agitated.
Wayne's expression remained unchanged, but he felt a little embarrassed in his heart.
It's his fault for his feelings...
But he gave Aragog enough time to recover. Other spiders can recover after four to six months, so why can't he?
"Are you sure you don't want to give it?" Wayne pulled out his wand.
"Hehehe...boy, I tell you." Aragog sneered: "Even if you kill all my descendants and me today, I will not surrender."
"In that case..." Wayne smiled and raised his wand, and a bottle of water of life flew out.
The red liquid flew into Aragog's mouth under the control of magic.
"Poison? Can it be as poisonous as my venom?" Aragog said contemptuously...but soon, he felt his body change.
It was like a rotten wood, suddenly a glimmer of life appeared!
Aragog said excitedly: "Little wizard, what is this!"
"A good thing that can extend your life." Wayne looked at him with interest: "Do you want more?"
"Give it to me!" Aragog shouted excitedly.
Boom!
A shock wave spread out, and the little spiders near Wayne were shattered into pieces.
The young man said indifferently: "Is this your attitude of begging? Or do you think you have the ability to take it directly from me?"
"No, that's not what I mean."
"Dear Mr. Lawrence, I was too loud just now, sorry."
Becoming crazy because of the hope of continuing to live, and now calming down again because of the death of a group of descendants, Aragog said flatteringly:
"Isn't it just venom? I don't have much else, but I have a lot of venom."
" No matter how much you want, I can get it for you."
Wayne raised his eyebrows: "But didn't you just say that you would not give me a drop of venom even if you died?"
"Not a drop, but not a bucket."
Aragog immediately retorted: "We have cooperated so many times, how could I not give it to you."
After saying that, he let out a few sharp whistles, and hundreds of eight-eyed giant spiders surrounded him again, but this time under Aragog's command, they obediently lined up in several rows.
Wayne took out another bottle of water of life, and Aragog's breathing became heavy.
Wayne played with the crystal bottle in his hand: "Such a good thing should naturally be given to one's own people."
"The bottle I just gave you was also given to you because of our pleasant cooperation in the past. It should allow you to live a little longer."
"If you still want it... Aragog, it depends on your performance."
"Then there is only one answer." Aragog said in a deep voice: "I will always be loyal to you, respected master!"
The older people get, the more afraid they are of death, and the same is true for spiders.
Aragog's obsession is to survive, the longer he lives, the better. Now that he sees hope, he will not give up even if he and his descendants are squeezed dry.
Wayne was very satisfied with his attitude. With a wave of his hand, the water of life flew into Aragog's mouth.
A stronger pleasure came than before, and Aragog only felt that his body was getting better and better.
He had not eaten for many days and felt hungry.
"Master, I will make venom for you now." Resisting the urge to eat, Aragog knew what to do now.
"No need." Wayne waved his hand: "You are a patient now, and the quality of the venom is not very high. I will come back in two months."
"You are so kind."
I don't know where it learned these flattering words. Wayne was too lazy to listen and turned to leave.
After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned back and said meaningfullyThe elder said: "Don't eat too much, you will need to make up for the venom gap when the time comes."
After that, Gardevoir took him away with Apparition and disappeared on the spot.
Aragok finally couldn't hold back, opened his bloody mouth, and attacked his offspring.
These are the only ones that are the most nutritious around here.
But he also remembered Wayne's instructions, and stopped after eliminating some of his hunger, ordering other spiders to find prey for him, while he was thinking.
Being a spider can't just look at the present, but also look to the future.
His body has improved a lot, but he is still old. If he can't get that strange liquid in the future, he will still die.
But if he remembers correctly, Lawrence should be in the third grade, right?
What if he graduates?
Can he just wait to die?
Seeing the hope of continuing to live, Aragog was naturally unwilling to give up easily and racked his brains to think of a way...
As for the Acromanthus tribe, Wayne did not intend to receive the box.
The reason is simple, too brutal, too ugly, and it will affect the ecological balance in the box.
It is better to let them roam freely in the forbidden forest. There are also natural enemies of Acromanthus here, so they can grow steadily.
As for after graduation, if he needs to come to the forbidden forest again.
Who said that you can not go back to school after graduation.
.......
The first week of school passed quickly, and it was Friday in a blink of an eye.
Nothing big happened this week, perhaps this is the norm in the castle.
Oh, except for some small waves on Wednesday... .........
Ron was taken away by Professor McGonagall because he handed in a blank paper for his holiday homework, and then the twins were deducted 30 points and had to clean the toilet for a week.
Invisible ink is really too evil, because there is no way to crack this potion.
Experienced Professor McGonagall immediately noticed the danger.
If the little wizard used the excuse of being pranked and using invisible ink to hand in a bunch of unfinished homework, it would be a complete mess.
So Professor McGonagall immediately listed invisible ink as a prohibited item, and once discovered, he would be severely punished.
The last potion class in the afternoon.
Snape looked very bad, as if he had not slept for a long time.
In fact, it was true.
With the support of Wayne's materials, he had more money on hand and started new research.
It's just that the research direction has changed.
Lily has been dead for more than ten years, so the shaping of the body is the first problem he considers.
The second is the most illusory soul problem.
The magic world has always had very little research on the soul, and most of it is related to black magic.
The reason why Snape is so mentally ill is that he has to chat with the ghosts in the school every night to learn about the soul and death.
I also need to go to the restricted area to look up relevant information.
With such a full workload every day, Snape's lectures became listless.
He didn't have the energy to find fault with the little wizard, which made this class unexpectedly much easier.
After class, Wayne happened to meet Harry who had just returned from training.
Seeing that he was holding Hermione's customized Firebolt in his hand, he felt a little strange and walked a few steps to catch up.
"Harry, didn't you get any special gifts for Christmas?"
Special gifts?
Harry was a little confused: "What do you mean? I received your gift. I like that magic photo album very much..."
"It's not from me." Wayne shook his head, "Didn't anyone give you a Firebolt?"
Harry was even more confused. He stopped and looked at him strangely: "Are you crazy or am I crazy? How could someone give me such an expensive gift?"
"Unless..." He hesitated for a moment and didn't say the rest.
Unless he is really a woman... maybe Wayne will give him one.
"Maybe I heard it wrong." Wayne made an excuse: "I heard someone gave you a Firebolt for Christmas."
"Who is so blind that he would give me a Firebolt." Harry couldn't help laughing.
"If that day really comes, I can call him dad."
Wayne pulled the corner of his mouth and said nothing more.
Could it be that Sirius ran out of money, so he didn't give Harry the Firebolt?
That shouldn't be the case...
Wayne was a little worried because he couldn't figure out what was going on.
Will this guy die like Aragog?
We need to ask Crookshanks to go out and find out how Sirius is doing.
Without Black, how can Harry be the heir to the estate, how can he make money?
.......
1.1
The next day, Malfoy arrived at the usual tutoring classroom half an hour early, and began to look forward to how surprised Pot would be when he saw him cast a complete Patronus.
Finally at seven o'clock, Wayne and Harry arrived one after the other, and Malfoy couldn't wait to say:
"Lawrence, I have learned the Patronus. Can you teach me a new spell today?"
Wayne didn't notice the conflict between Harry and Malfoy that day, so he didn't know about the news, but was a little surprised.
"Then show it once."
Malfoy was waiting for this sentence. He drew out his wand, looked at Harry with a smug look on his expressionless face, and shouted:
"Expecto Patronus!"
A thick silver-white mist gushed out. Being stared at by Pott, Malfoy found himself more excited.
The emotion was even stronger than the first successful casting. The Patronus took shape very quickly, and finally condensed into a ferret, jumping around in the air.
"Very good, it worked in one go." Wayne praisedHe praised: "Learning Patronus in the third grade, not many students can do this. You will probably get an 'O' in the Defense Against the Dark Arts in your OWLs exam."
It has been so long since he got the system. Although he cannot see other people's panels, he can roughly understand everyone's talent level based on the performance differences between people.
Like Malfoy, he also has talents between A and B in Dark Magic and Defense Against the Dark Arts, which is pretty good.
Hearing his praise, Malfoy was very proud:
"Potter, do you want me to teach you some secrets?"
Harry said coldly: "No, I will succeed soon too."
Wayne suddenly became curious about what kind of memory Malfoy relied on to cast Patronus so smoothly.
He temporarily saved his morality, silently activated Legilimency, and looked into Malfoy's eyes.
His expression immediately became strange.
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