Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures Chapter 1524: Aragog’s funeral

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If you change to the usual, let alone invite, Slughorn had already "leoped away" as soon as they saw them.

"Is it incredible that he accepted the invitation? I thought that he had succeeded when he heard that the venom was worth a lot of gold Galleon(s)." Elaine said disapprovingly, "It's really greedy for money, what's the use of so much gold?"

For her question, Ivan does not want to answer.

What is the use of gold?

It's really a naive question, what does it cost?

Do n’t say far away, the price of the food she eats every day is not low, if there is not enough gold, see what Elaine drinks.

Rather than asking for the use of gold, she quickly found a way to make money.

Looking at a pair of Elaine who despise Slughorn, Ivan feels that the road of education has a long way to go. After teaching her how to retaliate correctly, she still needs to teach her to develop a correct view of money It is really not easy to have a Vampire(s) classmate.

Think about it, one large sums does n’t cost extra, and is bitten from time to time, feeding blood every night, teaching the correct three views ...

It ’s so tiring, I ’m tired, and my body is tired. Ivan feels that his body is hollowed out.

The three of them walked to the Hagrid's cabin and covered their bodies with Invisibility Cloak to prevent them from being seen by the people in the castle.

"You guys are here!" The three of them just appeared near the hut and Hagrid opened the door.

His voice was hoarse and his face was full of sadness and exhaustion.

"Hagrid, are you okay?"

"I don't care, it's a little bit sad, but it doesn't matter." Hagrid said, sobbing loudly.

He made a black sleeve for himself, as if made of rags dipped in shoe polish.

"Sorry, Hagrid, Hermione and Ron cannot come, it is too late, they ..."

"It ’s okay, the three of you will be very touched by it, especially you, Ivan, you can come to have an extraordinary meaning, you know, Aragok has always missed you. You saved it, it Before leaving, I still chanted your name and always wanted to thank you in front of you. "

"Uh, I am also very impressed with it." Ivan paused, not sure what to say.

Not so much thanks? He felt that the reason Aragog was obsessed with him was more likely to drag him to hell.

"You still remember him, I will know."

"Yeah, it's a good spider, and I regret that it's gone." Ivan said disobediently, "too sudden!"

"Thank you, Ivan!" Hagrid sobbed again, his eyes cried red and swollen, "It's too old, fortunately it didn't suffer much."

Ivan and Harry walked over and patted his arm comfortably, this is the highest part they can reach without strenuous effort.

Elaine looked curiously into the room, but did not see Aragog.

"Hagrid, that big spider, where is it?"

"Over there! Outside!"

The three of them followed the direction of his finger and saw a rather terrifying scene, which was horrifying.

At the back of the Hagrid cabin, a huge dead spider is lying towards the sky, with its legs bent and tangled.

Aragok, it does n’t have the deterrent effect of being alive, but it is equally terrifying.

Or perhaps even more terrifying, the skin is unhealthy gray, Ivan never thought the spider ’s body would be like this.

"Wow!" Elaine exclaimed, but took two steps forward to observe carefully.

Harry looks away unnaturally and asks, "Where are you going to bury it? Hagrid, is it in the forest?"

"No, there is its sadness, you know, because of the siege of the students before, many of its descendants died in the forest, I do n’t blame everyone for doing this, but ..." Hagrid said using a shirt The horn wiped his tears, "At the last moment of its life, it has not returned to the original lair and forest. It said that it made it sad, and I was going to put it ..."

He didn't finish talking and sobbed again.

Ivan, Harry, Elaine had to pat his arm and comfort him.

"Hagrid, we met Professor Slughorn on the road." Harry said suddenly, and potion seemed to suggest that it should be done.

"No trouble?" Hagrid said, looking up in horror, "I know you should n’t leave the castle at night, it ’s all my fault."

"Do n’t worry, it ’s nothing." Elaine said, "He was thrilled when he heard what we were going to do."

"That's it." Harry hurriedly explained, "Professor Slughorn heard that we are going to attend the funeral of Aragog's, he said he also wanted to come and say goodbye to Aragog. He went back to change clothes, I think, He also said he would bring some wine to pay tribute to Aragog ... "

"Really?" Hagrid said, looking at the three of them in disbelief, and the expression on their faces was surprised and moved. "That, that, that other person is so good. Seeing off for Aragok. I never had much friendship with Horace Slughorn. When he was in school, he especially looked down on me, but he was coming to send Aragok? Well, it would like it, Aragok ... "

Okay, Aragog should like Slughorn, glance at it like Ivan and like to eat him.

The fat meat of Slughorn is too delicious for Acromantula.

"Hagrid, haven't you said where you plan to bury it? Wouldn't it be in your garden?"

If this is the case, then the back garden of the Hagrid chalet will definitely become one of the most horrible places for Hogwarts.

Pass it out, there will be countless bored students looking for excitement come to pay their respects to Aragog's.

"No, I want to bury it behind the pumpkin patch." Hagrid choked, "I have dug the grave, I'm all ready, but just think we should say something, beautiful, miss, let it If it leaves in peace ... "

His voice was trembling and interrupted, and a knock on the door rang.

He turned to open the door, blowing his nose with a large Scabbers handkerchief.

Slaghorn hurried into the door, holding a few wine bottles in his arms and wearing a black scarf around his neck.

"Hagrid!" he said in a low and solemn tone, "I am sad."

"You are so good, Professor!" Hagrid said, "Thank you very much, and thank you not for the confinement of the three of them ..."

"I can't even dream about it." Slughorn said, "Sad night, sad night, I suddenly remembered, Aragok should be the spider you were still in Hogwarts? It ’s been so many years in the blink of an eye, hey, where is that poor animal? "

"Outside." Hagrid said in a trembling voice, "We, shall we start now?"

Slagho nodded, and the five of them walked into the back garden.

There were still some cold evening winds blowing slowly, the moon glowed dimly between the trees, mixed with the lights of the Hagrid window, and shining on the body of Aragog's lying on the edge of a large pit, next to a pile of ten New earth with feet high.