Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures Chapter 1525: Drink and drink

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In the back garden, Ivan and Harry stopped from afar.

Elaine approached Aragog a few steps, saw the hairy head and eight strangely curved spider legs, and immediately withdrew his tongue and retreated.

It was Slughorn who followed Hagrid all the way to the spider ’s head and looked at it closely.

The eight milky eyes above stared blankly at the sky, and the two curved big claws were motionless in the moonlight.

"This must be Aragok, so beautiful." Slughorn said, bending down in front of Daao, as if looking at the hairy head.

Following his movements, the jingle of the bottle can be heard faintly.

"Not everyone can appreciate its beauty, but for people who understand them, the Aragog's attraction is unlimited." Hagrid said affectionately to Slughorn's back, tears from him The corners of the wrinkled eyes flowed down, "I never knew you were interested in animals like Aragog."

"Interested? Dear Hagrid, I am in awe of them." Slughorn withdrew from the corpse, and the bottle's light flashed back in his cloak.

Ivan blinked and the collection was successful? ! It's fast.

Sure enough, potions grandmaster is also a master in the collection of potion materials.

For Slughorn's small movements, the Hagrid rubbing his eyes was completely unaware.

"Now ... Let ’s start the funeral?"

Hagrid nodded, stepped forward, and dragged the giant spider.

He yelled and rolled it into the black hole.

The body made a terrible crunch when it hit the bottom of the pit, and Hagrid cried again.

"Of course, you can't stand it, because you know it best, it's the closest person, and the best human friend of Aragok." Slughorn can only get Hagrid's elbows, but still shoot I shot him, "If you don't mind, let me say a few words."

With a satisfied smile on his face, he walked to the edge of the pit.

Slaghorn said in a slow, solemn tone, "Farewell, Aragog, the king of spiders, people who know you will not forget your long-term loyal friendship! Although your flesh will rot, your The spirit will always remain in the quiet, intertwined place of your forest home. May your progeny continue to multiply, and your human friends will be comforted in sorrow.

"Speak, say ... too beautiful!" Hagrid screamed and fell on the dunghill, crying more fiercely, "Woo, you can come too well, I can never say such a thing . "

"Okay, don't be too sad, Hagrid!" Slughorn said with a wave of wand(s), and the huge pile of dirt rose up, dullly pressed against the dead spider, forming a smooth mound , "Let's go in for a drink, children, help him up, um, let Ivan and Harry come to then it will be alright, Elaine, you don't need to help."

Under the command of Slughorn, Ivan and Harry effortlessly lifted the sad Hagrid to a chair in front of the table, and several people sat around him.

Fang, who had been hiding in the basket at the funeral, now came over gently, resting his heavy head on his lap as usual.

Slaghorn opened a bottle of wine he brought, poured half of the bottle into the Hagrid bucket-sized glass, and made a grunting sound.

“I ’ve checked it and it ’s absolutely no poison.” He said, “Harry, after your poor friend Robert had an accident, I let a domestic little elf / pixie(s) taste every bottle of wine.”

This is a typical incident of abusive domestic little elf / pixie(s). Fortunately, Hermione is not here.

"Give me a cup, Ivan, Harry ..." Slughorn poured the second bottle of wine into the three glasses in front of himself, Ivan and Harry, and then stopped at Elaine After coming down, he asked uncertainly, "Elaine, can you drink?"

"She drinks milk!" Ivan said, taking out a milk bottle and pouring it into the Elaine's cup.

"I want to taste the taste of wine." Elaine demanded.

"You can't drink!" Ivan remembers the terrible things that happened after Elaine last drank some wine.

"I can drink!" Elaine protested.

"Relax, Ivan, our Elaine is also a big girl, and when it's age to drink, let's talk about what is more suitable than wine at this time!" Slughorn said.

"Then give her a little bit." Ivan said hesitantly, now the focus is not on whether Elaine should drink, but on Slughorn to surrender memories.

Ivan took the wine bottle and poured her a little bit under the watch of Elaine's.

"Come on more!"

"Enough is enough, you just taste it." Ivan said, glaring at Elaine to let her not drink more for a while, who knows what she will look like after drinking.

Hermione is not here, Ivan alone cannot get Elaine.

"Okay!" Seeing Ivan pouring into Elaine, Slughorn raised his cup high, "For Aragog."

"Aragok." Everyone said together and raised the glass.

Both Slughorn and Hagrid took a swig. Harry got the inspiration from Luck potion . Knowing that he could not drink, he pretended to take a sip and put the cup back on the table.

Ivan squeezed a little bit and glanced at Elaine with some worry.

Elaine carefully picked up the glass and drank a little bit of her drink mixed with blood, milk and wine, and then sat there smashing her mouth and nothing happened.

"I raised him from an egg." Hagrid said sadly, putting the cup heavily on the table, "How small was it when it was first hatched, and it was so big as a pug."

"It's so cute." Slughorn said.

"Yeah, I used to keep him in the school cabinet until ... ah ..."

Hagrid's's complexion fell, and he remembered that he was kicked out of school.

But Slughorn did n’t seem to be listening. He just looked at the ceiling, where there were a few copper pots, and a long, smooth, smooth white hair.

"Isn't that unicorn hair, Hagrid?"

"Oh, it's unicorn hair!" Hagrid said indifferently, "tipped off the tail and hung on the branch in the forest ..."

"But dear friend, do you know how much it is worth?"

"It's worthless. I used it to tie a bandage when the animal was injured," Hagrid said, shrugging his shoulders. "It's very easy to use, it's very strong, you see."

He picked up the string of unicorn tail hair and dragged it.

This is simply, Ivan only found that Hagrid may be the richest person, except for him, no wizard(s) would use unicorn hair as a luxury bandage.

While Ivan, Harry, and Slughorn were watching Hagrid showing how strong the string of unicorn tail hair was, Elaine took her glass and took a sip ...