Aragog is an Acromantula almost as big as Hagrid, with all its eyes being grayish.
It is the oldest Acromantula in the Hogwarts Forbidden Forest, and the first Acromantula to settle here.
Those densely packed, adorable creatures are actually all its offspring.
"Mosag, where are you?"
Aragog shouted twice, and an Acromantula, slightly smaller than the others, crawled out from the innermost part.
"Oh, Hagrid— "
Mosag greeted them and then looked at Aragog.
Where are you, Mosag?
Its voice was somewhat shrill. "I'm here."
"Where are you?"
It raised its left forelimb and gently poked Aragog's forehead, "I'm here."
"Tell Hagrid what happened to our offspring a few days ago."
Hagrid, who had just blew his nose, was already crying again after only hearing the beginning of the story.
These Acromantula are so cute, why did they have to be blocked at their doorstep by six naughty children!
"They are despicable. Not only did they bully the Sarks' settlement, but they also used bottles to collect the venom."
Wait, six children?
Six children who can pass through Dumbledore's magic?
"Oh right, Sack also said that two of them have red hair, probably the same group that bullied Vinnie last time."
Now that the evidence is irrefutable, Hagrid is determined to get justice.
"It would be best to bring them along—"
Aragog paused abruptly, "They have to apologize to Sack and Vinnie."
"That's probably a bit difficult." Hagrid wiped the tears from his face. "They're all incredibly cunning. At most, I can only guarantee that they won't come back."
"Alright." Aragog had no regrets.
It is the only Acromantula in the Forbidden Forest that does not eat people, even when it is old and has cataracts.
"Please do it as soon as possible." Mosag was clearly dissatisfied.
Hagrid blew his nose and waved at the densely packed little cuties. "Don't worry, even if I don't sleep tonight, I won't let them come over again."
Vincent, who skipped his History of Magic class again, was in his dorm room this time.
He opened the large box under the bed and began to examine the three large items one by one.
An improved shoulder-launched blowout missile that requires immediate guidance after launch.
Old-style landmines made of a mixture of ammonium nitrate and aluminum powder
The Lee-Enfield No.4 Mk. I sniper rifle can be fitted with a scope.
The missile launcher is very heavy, and even after applying the amplification spell, the guidance will likely be interfered with.
Although the landmine is a trigger-activated mine, its design is no different from that of an old relic from World War I.
The sniper rifle is alright; at least it's a product of World War II.
The Britain Empire probably didn't open a gun shop for the Wayne family to deal with these unsold goods!
If we use these antiques that will be displayed in the Britain Museum in a few years, there will definitely be more sent over next year.
"Hogwarts' chief arms dealer?"
The thought of his future self being given this title made his whole body tremble uncontrollably.
To promote friendly trade between wizards and Muggle, Vincent Wayne will provide full protection for the Minister for Magic and the Muggle Prime Minister... (Part 7)
He only came up with a title, but he felt he couldn't touch the big guy inside.
Troll are easy to deal with, but the combination of Quirrell Voldemort means you can surrender without even using them.
Leaking information to Dumbledore is out of the question, and the Ministry of Magic doesn't seem very reliable.
A level 10 newbie battles a max-level player with low health.
Hogwarts is a magical castle; blowing up one or two floors isn't a big deal.
Vincent locked his large suitcase and left the dormitory.
As soon as I pushed open the Great Hall door, I saw a huge figure wearing a leather jacket.
He looked up and saw Hagrid with red-rimmed eyes.
"W-what's wrong?" He glanced inside somewhat guiltily.
Rolf, who had no classes in the afternoon, sat obediently at the long table.
Needless to say, he confessed.
Hagrid raised his large hand and pulled a fairly clean handkerchief from inside his leather jacket.
"Tsk—you kids are so cruel!"
Vincent glared at Rolf, who looked completely innocent. "We desperately need that venom."
"Sss—" Hagrid folded the snot-covered handkerchief in half and wiped away the tears that were about to roll down his cheeks.
"Venom?" He nodded his big head as if he remembered something. "It's for Potions Class, right?"
Actually, you can tell me that although they all have terrible tempers, they are quite law-abiding in their habits.
Follow the rules?
Vincent, recalling the previous encounter with the dense swarm of Acromantula, couldn't help but begin to suspect their connection to Hagrid.
"Those adorable creatures weren't brought back by you, were they?"
"No, not at all." Hagrid wrapped his handkerchief around his neck. "I just brought Aragog back."
"!!!" Vincent stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
The three-headed dog is named Fluffy, and the fire dragon is named Norbert.
"Strange, aren't Acromantula supposed to be male and female?"
As if lost in memories, Hagrid's lips curled up slightly. "I also found Aragog a wife; her name was Mosag."
"Gulp—" Vincent was completely convinced.
Over the decades, the Forbidden Forest has almost been taken over by the Acromantula.
He estimated that in another two or three years, the very territorial Centaur would probably declare war directly.
"Hagrid, you're the one!" Vincent gave him a thumbs up.
No wonder the pumpkins can grow so big; it turns out this is the legendary talent of cultivation.
Somewhat shy, Hagrid shook his large head. "No, it's all thanks to their loving relationship."
"So, that Graphorn by the Forbidden Forest was also brought back by you?"
"No, I was already there when I was in school."
"Where is the Mooncalf?"
"No, Mr. Scamander put it there more than ten years ago."
Vincent and Hagrid chatted, more and more students came to eat.
"You know Gu Gu, right? I've always wanted to help it lose weight."
"Is that the chubby little cutie? That little guy is just like Professor Dumbledore in the Owlery."
"Huh?" Vincent was very surprised. "It actually dares to bully other owls?"
Hagrid leaned closer and whispered, "It's not exactly bullying, it's just that they always like to steal their food."
"Gu Gu Accio!!!"
After a roar, all eyes in the Great Hall were on him.
About four or five minutes later, a ball of brown fur bumped into the small door that was reserved for owls.
It's too fat to squeeze in.
Vincent trembled as he descended to the bottom and enlarged the small door three times its original size.
"Gu Gu— " It twisted its neck in my arms.
"That's amazing! You can actually move your neck!"
In front of all the students, he held up the Gu Gu and sneered, "Hehehehe—"
That look in his eyes is just as intense as when Snape looked at Harry.
"Do you know what happens if you gain weight?"
Gu Gu tucked its head in, along with its two little paws.
Its big, watery eyes stared at Vincent, and it rubbed pitifully against the pair of large hands that were holding it.
"Do you know you were wrong?"
"Gu Gu— "
"Do you know what to do?"
"Gu Gu— "
After listening for a few moments, the students gradually stopped paying attention to the conversation between the man and the eagle.
In comparison, they are more looking forward to Halloween.