Vol 2 Chapter 1525: Drink and drink

In the back garden, Avon and Harry stopped far.
Elaine approached Aragog a few steps, saw the furry head and eight strangely curved spider legs, and immediately spit his tongue back.
Instead, Slughorn followed Hagrid to the spider's head and looked at it closely.
The eight white-eyed eyes stared blankly at the sky, and the two curved big bangs were motionless in the moonlight.
"This must be Aragok, it's beautiful." Slughorn said, bending over in front of the big cockroach, seems to be looking at the hairy head of the hair.
As he moves, he can hear the jingle of the bottle.
"Not everyone can appreciate its beauty, but for those who know them, Aragog's attraction is infinite." Hagrid said to Slughorn's back, tears from him. The wrinkled corner of the eye ran down. "I never knew you were interested in animals like Aragog."
"Interested? Dear Hagrid, I fear them." Slughorn stepped back from the body, and the light of the bottle flashed back, hidden in his cloak.
Ai Wen blinked and the collection was successful? ! It's fast.
Sure enough, the potion master is also master in the collection of potion materials.
For Slughorn's little movements, Haig, who wiped his eyes, was completely unaware.
"Now... start the funeral?"
Hagrid nodded and went forward and dragged the giant spider.
He yelled and rolled it into the black hole.
When the body hit the bottom of the pit, a terrible bang was heard, and Hagrid cried again.
"Of course, you can't stand it, because you know it best, it's the closest person, the best human friend of Aragog." Slughorn was only able to get Hagrid's elbow, but still took it. Shoot him, "If you don't mind, let me say a few words."
With a satisfied smile on his face, he walked over to the pit.
Slughorn said in a slow, solemn tone, "Don't, Aragog, the king of spiders, the people who know you will not forget your long-term loyal friendship! Although your flesh will rot, your spirit will last forever. Stay in your forest house, where the quiet, cobwebs are intertwined. May your multi-eyed descendants prosper, and your human friends will be comforted by sorrow.
"That's right, it's so beautiful..." Hagrid screamed and fell on the dunghill, crying even more fiercely. "Hey, 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, and a lot of mud rose up, sullenly pressed against the dead spider, forming a smooth mound," Let's go in for a drink, the children, lift him up, um, let Avon and Harry come, Ian, you don't have to help."
Under the command of Slughorn, Avon and Harry struggled to lift the over-stressed Hagrid to a chair in front of the table, and several people sat around him.
The tooth that had been hiding in the basket at the funeral was now gently coming over and put his heavy head on his lap as usual.
Slughorn opened a bottle of wine he brought, and poured half a bottle of wine into the Hague's bucket-sized cup, making a squeaky, squeaky sound.
"I checked it, there is absolutely no poison," he said. "Harry, after your poor friend Robert had an accident, I asked a house elf to taste every bottle of wine."
This is a typical abusive house elf incident, but fortunately Hermione is not here.
"One cup for me, one for Avon, one for Harry..." Slughorn then poured the second bottle into three cups in front of himself, Avon and Harry, then at Elaine. Stopped there and asked indefinitely, "Ilan, can you drink?"
"She drinks milk!" said Avon, taking out a bottle and pouring it into Elaine's cup.
"I want to taste the taste of the wine," Elaine asked.
"You can't drink!" Ivan remembers the terrible things that Elaine had after drinking the last time.
"I can drink!" Elaine protested.
"Easy, Avon, our Elaine is also a big girl, and it is age to drink, and there is nothing better than wine at this time!" said Slughorn.
"Then give her some." Aiwen hesitated, and now the point is not whether Elaine should drink, but to let Slughorn surrender his memory.
Ai Wen took the bottle and gave her a little bit of it under Elaine’s gaze.
"Let's have more!"
"Too much, you taste it." Ai Wen said, licking Elaine and letting her not drink for a while, who knows what she will become after drinking.
Hermione is not here, and Avon can't get Elaine alone.
"Okay!" Seeing Ai Wen fall to Elaine, Slughorn lifted the cup high, "for Aragok."
"Aragog." Everyone said, lift the cup.
Both Slughorn and Hagrid sipped a big swig. Harry got the revelation of Fleming, knowing that he couldn't drink, and pretended to take a sip and put the cup back on the table.
Ai Wen was a little bit stunned and looked at Elaine with some worry.
Elaine cautiously picked up the cup and drank a little of her drink of blood, milk and wine, then sat there and groaned and reacted.
"I raised him from an egg." Hagrid said sadly, put the cup heavily on the table. "How small is it when it hatched, only as big as a pug."
"It's so cute," said Slughorn.
"Yeah, I used to keep him in the school cabinet until...hey..."
Hagrid's face was gloomy and he remembered that he was driven out of school.
But Slughorn didn't seem to be listening. He just looked at the ceiling, there were a few copper pots hanging there, and a long, smooth, white hair.
"That's not the hair of a unicorn, Hagrid?"
"Oh, it's the hair of a unicorn!" Hagrid said carelessly. "The one who pulled it from the tail and hung it on the branch in the woods..."
"But dear friend, do you know how much it costs?"
"Not worth the money. When the animal is injured, I use it to tie the bandage," Hagrid said, shrugging his shoulders. "It's especially good, especially strong, you are jealous."
He picked up the string of unicorn tail hair and slammed it hard.
This is simply that Ai Wen discovered that Hagrid may be the richest person. Apart from him, no wizard has such a luxurious bandage with unicorn hair.
At the same time that Ivan, Harry, and Slughorn were watching Hagrid show how strong the unicorn tail hair was, Elaine took another drink from her cup...