Usually, Slughorn would have run away as soon as he saw them, let alone the invitation.
"Is it unbelievable that he accepted the invitation? I think we've already succeeded when he heard that the venom is worth a lot of gold coins, "Elaine said disapprovingly." He's so greedy. What's the use of so much gold?! "
Elwyn didn't want to answer her question.
What's the use of gold?
What a naive question. You don't need money to do anything!
Putting everything else aside, the food that she ate every day was not cheap. If she did not have enough gold, she wanted to see what Elijah would drink.
By then, she wouldn't ask what the use of gold was, but to find a way to make money.
Looking at Elaine, who looked at Slughorn with contempt, Elwyn felt that there was still a long way to go on the road of education. After teaching her how to take revenge, he also had to teach her to develop a correct view of money. It wasn't easy to have a vampire classmate.
Think about it. Not only did he have to spend a lot of extra money, he also had to be bitten from time to time, feed her blood every night, and teach her the correct view of the world …
So tired, mentally tired, and physically tired. Elwyn felt like his body was being hollowed out.
The three of them walked to Hagrid's cabin and covered themselves with the Invisibility Cloak to avoid being seen by the people in the castle.
"You're here!" As soon as the three of them approached the cabin, Hagrid opened the door.
His voice was hoarse, and his face was full of sadness and exhaustion.
"Hagrid, are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I'm just a little sad, but it's okay," Hagrid said and sobbed loudly.
He made a black sleeve for himself, which seemed to be made of a rag dipped in shoe polish.
"Sorry, Hagrid. Hermione and Ron can't come. It's too late, they …"
"It's okay. It'll be very touched that the three of you can come, especially you, Elwyn. It's very meaningful for you to come. You know, Aragok has always been thinking about you. You saved it back then. Before it left, it kept muttering your name, wanting to thank you properly in front of you. "
"Err, I have a deep impression of it too." Elwyn paused, unsure of what to say.
Rather than saying thank you? He felt that the reason why Aragok could not forget him was because he wanted to drag him to hell with him.
"I know you still remember him."
"Yes, it's a good spider. I feel sorry for it." Elwyn said against his will. "It's too sudden!"
"Thank you, Elwyn!" Hagrid sobbed again. His eyes were red and swollen from crying. "It's too old. Fortunately, it didn't suffer much."
Elwyn and Harry went over and patted his arm comfortingly, which was the highest part they could reach without effort.
Elaine looked around the house curiously, but she didn't see Aragic.
"Hagrid, that big spider, where is it?"
"Over there! Outside! "
The three of them looked in the direction of his finger and saw a horrifying scene that sent chills down their spines.
Behind Hagrid's wooden house, a huge dead spider lay on its back, its legs twisted and tangled.
Aragok, it was not as intimidating as it was when it was alive, but it was still scary.
Or perhaps even scarier. Its skin was an unhealthy gray color. Elwyn never thought a spider's body would look like this.
"Wow!" Elaine exclaimed. She took two steps forward to take a closer look.
Harry looked away awkwardly and asked, "Where are you going to bury it? Hagrid, is it in the woods? "
"No, it's where it's sad. You know, because of the students' encirclement and clean-up, many of its descendants died in the woods. I don't blame everyone for doing this, but …" Hagrid said as he wiped his tears with the corner of his shirt. "In the last moments of its life, it has returned to its original nest and woods. It said that it feels sad there, so I'm going to …"
He sobbed again before he could finish his words.
Elwyn, Harry, and Elaine had to pat his arm to comfort him.
"Hagrid, we met Professor Slughorn on the way," Harry said suddenly. The magic potion seemed to imply that they should do so.
"Are you in trouble?" Hagrid said, looking up in horror. "I know you shouldn't have left the castle at night. It's all my fault."
"Don't worry, it's all right," said Elaine. "He was very excited when he heard what we were going to do."
"It's like this." Harry explained hurriedly. "When Professor Slughorn heard that we were going to attend Aragok's funeral, he said that he wanted to say goodbye to Aragok. He went back to change his clothes, and I think he said that he wanted to bring some wine to pay tribute to Aragok … "
"Really?" Hagrid said, looking at the three of them in disbelief. His expression was both surprised and touched. "That, that, that man is so nice. Not only did he not report you, but he also came to see Aragok off. I had never had much of a relationship with Horace Slughorn. He had looked down on me when we were at school, but he had come to see Aragok off. Well, he'll like Aragok … "
Well, Aragok should like Slughorn, just as he liked Elwyn. He liked him so much that he wanted to eat him.
The fat on Slughorn's body was too delicious for the Eight-Eyed Giant Spider.
"Hagrid, you haven't said where you're going to bury him. Is it going to be in your garden? "
If that was the case, the back garden of Hagrid's cabin would definitely become one of the scariest places for the Hogwarts.
If word got out, countless bored students looking for excitement would come to pay their respects to Aragok.
"No, I want to bury him behind the pumpkin patch," said Hagrid, choking. Hagrid choked with sobs. "I've already dug the grave. I'm ready. I just think we should say something nice, something nostalgic, something that can make it leave peacefully …"
His voice trembled and was cut off. There was a knock on the door.
He turned to open the door, wiping his nose with a stained handkerchief.
Slughorn hurried in, holding a few bottles of wine in his arms and wearing a black scarf around his neck.
"Hagrid!" he said in a low and solemn tone. "I'm very sad."
"You're so kind, Professor!" said Hagrid. "Thank you very much, and thank you for not putting the three of them in confinement …"
"I couldn't have dreamed of it," said Slughorn. "Sad night, sad night. I suddenly remember that Aragok should be the spider that you raised when you were still at school at the Hogwarts, right? So many years have passed in the blink of an eye. Hey, where is that poor animal? "
"Outside," said Hagrid in a trembling voice. "Shall we, shall we start now?"
Slughorn nodded, and the five of them walked into the back garden.
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