My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 436 Parsel, Spider and Human

"Aren't you also on a night tour?"

Hagrid shrunk his neck like a big quail, completely unaware that he had just escaped from death, he even waved his wings like a quail beaten by the rain, muttering, "Nelson It has been said that one is not a real Gryffindor if one has not gone through the secret passage, but I have not even gone through the secret passage..."

"Ok?"

Tom gave Nelson a bad look. He finally remembered that he was a prefect. He smiled but asked in a cold tone, "Is this really how you teach Hogwarts juniors? Proud good student, Mr. Nelson Williams?"

"I never said that," Nelson flatly denied, rolling his eyes, and quickly changed the subject, "Instead of freezing here, we might as well think about how to deal with these acromantulas."

"That's right," Tom nodded, "I will report to Professor Dumbledore, and the three of us will be locked up together."

Nelson shrugged, noncommittal, and helped Hagrid clean up the cobwebs stuck to his body.

"Tom..." Hagrid showed a pleading look in his eyes, which formed a distinct sense of disobedience to his giant bear-like body. Despite his reluctance, Tom graduated from McGonagall and Flitwick, Nelson After leaving school, he was taken care of like a brother, but he habitually lowered his head, and said pitifully, "Can you not tell Professor Dumbledore?"

"Gnar didn't tell you that the Gryffindor who has not been locked up is not the real Gryffindor?"

"That's the punishment I deserve. He also said that we must abide by the rules in our lives. Before it is overturned, it is at least reasonable." Hagrid said something that Nelson didn't remember, but he even thought it was quite interesting. If it makes sense, he turned his head and looked at the rickety little spider in the web, with a trace of reluctance in his eyes, "I am willing to be punished for my actions, but Tom... If Professor Dumbledore knew about this, he would definitely bring him Let the professors kill these poor spiders."

"Poor...spider?" asked Tom, raising his eyebrows, as if he didn't know why. "Why? Why would they have a hard time with the poor, extremely dangerous magical creatures that ran rampant in the Forbidden Forest and almost killed their students?" Woolen cloth?"

He added four attributives to "Fantastic Beasts" in a row to express his confusion.

"Because acromantulas are XXXXX-level magical animals," Hagrid lowered his head, his voice was still loud even though he lowered his voice, "They are not allowed to move around the wizarding settlement."

"God Hagrid!" Tom held his forehead, showing a shocked expression, "You actually know its rating, why do you bring these things into school? I know, you have a special constitution, and you are not afraid of ordinary magic and poison And beasts, but have you considered the other students? Those classmates and friends who have been with you in the castle day and night? If they accidentally break into the forbidden forest, don't you worry that they will be injected like those cocoons hanging on the net Is the toxin then digested into a pile of feces?"

Although Tom valued honor more than duty, he was enough to be called a qualified prefect. Although his tone was fierce at the moment, he still tried his best to let Hagrid have some common sense in life.

"I know." Facing Tom's step-by-step questioning, Hagrid's momentum dropped a bit, and even his height seemed a little shorter. He whispered, and he didn't know how he kept his voice down so low, " But Aragog was a good boy..."

"Speak up, I can't hear you."

Tom's entire face was wrinkled together, as if seeing something dirty, full of disbelief, he couldn't associate any spider in the web with a "good boy", those ferocious big claws, The sharp teeth dripping with venom, the shiny black shell that cannot be scratched by ordinary magic, the sharp long legs that twist like the tentacles of an octopus, and the compound eyes that have become godless due to coma but still emit a frightening cold light, Everything shows that this is a terrifying creature that regards killing as its creed.

He noticed that when Nelson blocked the spiders, he controlled the floating strikes, which were weak parts like the spider's leg joints. Based on his understanding of Nelson, he would definitely not bother to pick and choose when dealing with harmless miscellaneous soldiers. Weakness, this is enough to prove that this is even a creature that neither of them can easily push flat on the ground... Of course, this may be his negligence, and recently Nelson often deliberately uses the magic of prophecy in battle , in order to exercise Alexander's computing power.

Tom remembered the whole picture of the acromantula he had seen in the book "Complete Potion Materials". Adult acromantia can even grow to several meters in size, even though they only face creatures like giant dragons They were weak at the time, but if they were allowed to grow steadily with such a dense population... After an analysis, he quickly understood why the Ministry of Magic would classify this seemingly ordinary angry animal as extremely dangerous .

What made Tom even more unbearable was that these spiders didn't look at Hagrid in the same way that the snakes looked at himself. He couldn't see what Hagrid called "friends" through the complex eyes of this single-minded arthropod , not even a tiny bit, as beasts, they only have food and enemies in their eyes.

"I mean, Aragog is a good boy."

Hagrid raised his head, blushing and staring at each other uncompromisingly, but facing Tom's indifferent eyes, he was finally defeated and turned his head to the side.

"Okay, okay." Nelson stepped forward, patted Tom on the shoulder, looked at Hagrid, and said gently, "Can you tell me, which one is Aragog?"

Hearing this, Hagrid stood up straight, turned his head and ran into the spider web.

Tom supported his forehead, and said helplessly, "I shouldn't have used such gentle magic just now, I should turn black magic out and give them a hard time."

"Using black magic at Hogwarts is a more serious crime than keeping acromantia."

"Really?" Tom said indifferently, "It's better than watching Hagrid get killed here. For Merlin's sake, these things can be friends? He doesn't know the language of Spider-Talk, why? Guaranteed to be able to control them? What's more, it's like letting these spiders grow into giant spiders, not to mention most of the lower grade students, I think some professors who are not good at dueling may have to stumble here."

"Actually, you don't have to worry so much," Nelson held Tom's shoulders, and commented compromisingly, "the basilisk, the only natural enemy of the acromantula, lives in the castle, and we saw it today. The Forbidden Forest is very big, as big as It's hard to make a simple spider so rampant, if someone does not listen to dissuasion and rushes in, without a spider, they will be able to drink a pot."

"This is not an excuse for us to indulge him, Gnar, you may not know," Tom pinched the bridge of his nose to relieve his headache, "You don't even know that he has brought in animals such as hounds and three-headed dogs before, He even casts magic on them to cultivate them, which is no different from the Dr. Sykes you mentioned, which is why I don’t find it strange to hear you say that he brought acromantia in. This kid is With a criminal record, his ideas are different from most wizards. I admit that although Dumbledore has trained him to be a kind, brave and qualified Gryffindor, he has no energy to teach Hagrid to obey most wizards. People's rules, this kind of wrong concept will lead him astray, yes, those small animals can't hurt him, and they can't hurt us, but he allows these things to thrive in the Forbidden Forest, and those who bear the risk will It will be those little wizards who are weaker and younger than us. Weak people are not qualified to touch these things. They should spend three years in school safely, and then find a job pushing the dining car on the Hogwarts Express .”

Nelson stared at Tom, his bright eyes gleaming in the night, like two lake-like gemstones.

He was silent for a moment, then said with a smile, "Tom, if it weren't for the last two sentences, I would even think that Dumbledore cast the Imperius Curse on you."

"Hmph, is it?" Tom turned his head dissatisfied, "He may not be able to defeat me."

"Did you pull out some powerful black magic from another corner?"

"Am I a dark wizard? Dark wizards use black magic," Tom retorted dissatisfiedly, "I use Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"It seems that the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts belongs to you. I hope that students who graduate from Hogwarts in eight years will not have to hold a fellowship in Azkaban." Nelson raised his eyebrows, looking at Xiao ran. Hagrid, the two of them, said softly, "But no matter what, I will keep an eye on these spiders, and a strand of spider thread will not let them leave here... Before that, let us hear what Hagrid himself has to say. "

Hagrid was holding the largest acromantula in his arms. It had grown to half a person's height, and it had even completely covered Hagrid's upper body. Its eight legs curled up and twitched from time to time, as if it had fallen into a serious In a coma, Hagrid seemed to be holding a baby, his eyes were full of worry and concern, which made Tom shake his head uncontrollably.

"This is Aragog," said Hagrid anxiously, "what's the matter with it?"

"It's still alive, Hagrid." Nelson asked, waving his hand, "Where did you get it?"

"Aragog?" Hagrid suppressed his anxiety, and replied, "It was given to me by a traveler from afar during the holidays. I met him in Knockturn Alley, and he learned about my love for these lovely creatures." The love of living beings gave me a homeless acromantula, then it was the size of a fist, a solitary egg, and I kept it in a cupboard and fed it with bread crumbs , and then it grew up, so I had no choice but to bring it to the Forbidden Forest."

"I have a question, Hagrid." Tom glanced at Hagrid's fist. To Hagrid, something the size of a fist was already about the size of a smaller dragon's egg in the eyes of most people. He sighed, He continued to ask, "Do magical creatures like the giant acromant reproduce asexually?"

"Ok?"

Hagrid didn't seem to understand Tom's words, but Nelson quickly helped him answer: "Acromantula needs a pair to reproduce. If Hagrid brings only one to the school, let me take a look...it should be If it’s a male, then there should be at least one female acromantula in the Forbidden Forest, otherwise they wouldn’t have grown so many.”

"Yes, Aragog found a girlfriend named Mosag, do you need me to bring her out?" Hagrid scratched his head and said, "They have a very good relationship and have many children. Some of the baby spiders are already their children's children."

"Tsk, it grows so fast, like a goblin," Tom said secretly, shaking his head. "It's good luck, this thing can still get a wife."

"It's not easy, Tom," said Nelson, tapping the spider's stiff leg with his wand. "There are no acromantulas in the Forbidden Forest, but after Hagrid brought this Aragog back, he was We found another one of the opposite sex soon, which has to make people suspicious, Tom, I think this pair of spiders was sent to Hogwarts on purpose."

"Hagrid, I'm sorry you have to say goodbye to your new friend, but don't worry, I'll go to Hogsmeade to buy you a cuter pet next weekend." Wand, seeing his firm appearance, Hagrid, who knew he couldn't resist, hugged the spider tightly, blocked Tom's sight with his back, turned his head, and looked at Nelson with begging eyes.

"Wait, Tom," Nelson sighed and took a step forward, "Since we've seen hundreds of spiders here, there must be other spiders scattered in the Forbidden Forest, even if we take this area Killing the spiders doesn't help, it's a successful invasion."

Tom stopped and his expression froze.

"Hagrid, did you also name his girlfriend?" Nelson stood on tiptoe, patted Hagrid on the shoulder, and asked, "Can you bring her out too? I want to find out if there is anything on it." Mark... But this matter may have to be told to Professor Dumbledore. This seems to be a conspiracy against Hogwarts. Regarding the life and death of Aragog and his girlfriend, I think you can only show your determination .”

"I didn't take it," Hagrid shook his head. "The traveler took Aragog's name, and Aragog told me Mosag's name."

"Do you remember the traits of that traveler?"

"What? You can still talk to spiders? Is there really a spider's tongue in this world?"

Tom and Nelson express quite different concerns about this statement.

"He's got a hood over his face, he's much shorter than me, and he doesn't have a native accent," Hagrid recalls, looking at Tom and explaining, "I don't speak Spider-tongue, but Aragog already speaks Some simple English."

"Thank you Hagrid, it's like you didn't say anything," Nelson forcefully suppressed the desire to kick Hagrid's ass with his boots, and turned his head to poke at Tom. "It should be that this spider can speak a ghoul."

(End of this chapter)