Chapter 105: Spider nanny

A cup of hot tea can indeed make people feel a little more relieved, at least Hagrid did not continue to wipe his tears.
在 At this moment, a voice came from the corner of Hagrid's cabin, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione turned around quickly-it was Buck Buck!
It was lying in the corner of the room, chewing something, and blood was dripping from the floor.
"... I can't tie it in the snow with a rope!" Hagrid sniffed and said, "... it's lonely at a great Christmas!"
Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other.
They have never seen this face-to-face with Hagrid, something that Hagrid calls an "interesting animal" and others call it a "horrible monster."
On the other hand, Buckbike does not seem to have any meaning to hurt people-in fact, it must be cute according to Hagrid's usual standards.
Fangya came out timidly from under the table, leaning his head on Hagrid's lap.
"I have been wrong recently," Hagrid said, stroking his teeth with one hand and touching his face with the other, "I worry about Buckbeak, and no one likes my class ..."
我们 "We like it!" Hermione uttered nonsense seriously.
是 "Yeah, your class is awesome!" Ron echoed, "Oh-how about those Frober caterpillars?"
"Nearly died," Hagrid said gloomily. "Maybe the lettuce was too much, and Maca gave them some medicine for digestion ..."
"Maca?" Harry said puzzledly.
是 "Yeah, Maca seems to like them ..." Hagrid said with a little joy, "He understands them."
"I estimate that Maca is for the mucus secreted by the Frober caterpillar-that's a natural pharmaceutical thickener." Hermione whispered behind Harry.
"Also, those dementors have upset me," Hagrid said abruptly. "Every time I want to drink on three brooms, I have to walk past them, as if I'm back to Az Kaban ... "
Speaking of this, he immediately closed his speech and began to drink tea.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione stared at him with wide eyes-they had never heard Hagrid mention it before, and he had actually been in Azkaban before.
"You mean, have you been there?" Ron said in surprise.
"Yeah, once." Hagrid said indistinctly.
The time he said was, of course, the time when Hager was taken away by the Ministry of Magic when the back room was opened last semester.
Because Hagrid was framed by Tom Riddle 50 years ago, which caused him to have frequent chamber incidents last semester, he had to stay in Azkaban for a few weeks until he was acquitted after the chamber incident. Released.
Except for him and Dumbledore, Maca, who had overheard outside the hut, knew something about it.
At this moment, Harry and them all thought that Hagrid had only visited anyone in Azkaban!
After a moment's silence, Hermione asked carefully: "Is it terrible there, Hagrid?"
当然 "Of course, you can't imagine it," Hagrid said quietly. "It's ... terrible there."
"The prisoners there didn't know who they were after a while. And you didn't know what it meant to be alive ... and the Dementors themselves didn't want to let anyone go, they wouldn't care about you There is no crime. "
Hagrid was quiet for a few moments, staring at his tea. Then he said calmly, "I thought about letting Buckbeak go ... want it to fly away ... But how can you explain to a eagle-headed winged beast that it should hide?"
而且 "And-and I'm afraid of breaking the law ..." He looked up at them, tears streaming down his face, "I don't want to go to Azkaban."
Although Haeig's trip to the hut was far from interesting, at least it distracted Harry.
Although Harry never forgets Black, if he wants to help Hagrid win the lawsuit against the Dangerous Biology Commission, he can't always think about revenge.
The three of them went to the library on their way home, and when they returned to the empty common room, they were full of books in their arms—these books might help prepare a defense for Buckback .
The three of them sat in front of the flourishing fire, slowly turning the dusty files.
That's a well-known case of protecting magical creatures, they occasionally talk a few words when they see the situation. Everyone really wants to help poor Hagrid.
While Harry was dealing with those archaic dossiers, Maca was struggling with some magical creatures.
Yes, after almost two months of "blind" cultivation in Alagok, his wife Mossag finally became pregnant again.
玛 Maka has recently become a full-time nanny for Mossag.
He prepared a lot of fertility protection measures for this special pregnant woman, in order to allow her to successfully produce the first batch of blood-transformed babies.
But everyone knows that the "female" temper during pregnancy is always a little irritable.
"Mosag, it's time to take nutrition."
"Click, click, click ..."
"Sorry, I know you are not in a good mood, but-"
"Click, click, click ..."
"Okay, okay, just a little while later."
"Click, click, click ..."
"Okay, okay ... I'll go out ..."
Maka retreated from Aragog's lair. He saw Aragog waiting at the entrance of the cave too!
"I said, she's not very good-tempered recently, and I don't get in too much." It muttered with her eyes closed.
"Maybe that's right, but always pay attention to protect the children in her belly ... healthy and healthy, every one is." Maca spread his hands.
"Yes!" Aragog sighed extremely humanly. "You're right, I'll try again later."
Thousands of eight-eyed giant spiders are walking next to each other around the nest, trying to get a little bit ahead-they are also interested in the new partner who is about to be born.
But due to the majesty of Alagok, they can only maintain a certain distance.
对 "Yes, Alagok," Maca suddenly turned her head and asked, "Do you know what else is in the woods?"
"There are many! Like a three-headed dog, some night owls, and unicorns ... of course, there are several horse tribes." Aragog said, "I also had an iron owl some time ago, like It's the same as a horse-drawn carriage, but with four wheels, it scurrys around the woods. "
Maca guessed at once, it must be the speeding car that Ron had driven over last semester.
"... But if you go deeper, it's near the mountain. It's a place without living things," Aragog continued. "There is a rumor in the woods that says that there is a mountain. Some dragons! "
It is mysteriously authentic: "Not the little lizards who can only spit fire, but the real dragon!"
"Dragons?" Maca said, "Did they not have been extinct in ancient times?"
The dragon they call is a big guy over 300 feet long. Although there are many missing materials because time has passed too long, their existence always appears in some murals left by ancient wizards.
"I'm not very clear," Aragog said, "You know, dragons like to sleep very much. As long as they don't move, no one knows if there are any on the mountain ..."
"But because of this rumor, the foot of the mountain is very safe--" it added, "so I plan to move the lair. I have been watching the situation over the years, but nothing happened. . "
"They'd better not move in this life." Maca shook her head and said, "If you run out now, I guess no one can take them."
Maca is really telling the truth this time, he has no interest in the powerful creatures that caused the wizards of ancient times to have a headache. You know, today's magic world is moving towards life and peace, and its ability to fight has long been inferior.
He thinks this is not bad, after all, the real battle is to die, and peace is the ultimate goal that people seek ...
In general, Mossag's condition is still good, at least the baby in her stomach is normal. After Aragok had taken the nutrient and given it to Mossag, Maca returned.
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From the next morning, the professors started dressing up the school.
Elsewhere in the castle, the magnificent decorations that are customary for Christmas have been prepared, although there are very few students staying on campus.
Along the corridor, a thick holly made of holly and mistletoe was hung, and mysterious lights were revealed inside each armor.
There are twelve Christmas trees in the hall of the urn as usual, with golden stars shining on the trees. And the hallway is full of strong and seductive food.
The smell is so strong that even the spotty sticks his nose out of the shelter of Ron's pocket, sniffing the breath hopefully.
Every sign is showing that Christmas is coming.
可 玛卡 did not slow down the progress of his cursed class.
In his eyes, Harry's curse of the patron saint was obviously not enough. He urged them to train every day, and the Dementors changed to a new one every day-this can ensure that their trainees are energetic every day!
And this good and uninterrupted training mode is really good. Until the fourth day, even Ron successfully summoned his patron saint.
哦 "Oh! Look! I did it!" Ron shouted cheerfully.
"A dog?" Harry looked at the patron saint in front of Ron.
I think it's because Ron's patron saint is still not stable. I have to wait until he is more proficient to see what kind of species it is.
But at least a dog, this hasn't run away.
"The appearance of the patron saint is related to your own personality and experience. You can refer to each other. This can make you more clear about your heart." Maca explained, "so that you can use the patron saint.