Chapter 683

Hagrid had already forgotten how he had passed through that flimsy, crude wooden door, how he had crossed the dense Forbidden Forest, and how he had returned to his little stone cabin as Hogwarts' gamekeeper.

All he could think about now were Aragog's final words to him—

"Mr. Tierra has guaranteed us a powerful future! Mr. Tierra promised me an Acromantula empire. Mr. Tierra promised me endless expeditions and the delicious flesh and blood of countless races I have never seen or heard of before!"

Hagrid suddenly understood a little why Tierra, who had been so elusive lately, had let himself be found and had suddenly agreed to his request—

Perhaps from the very beginning, Tierra had intended to militarize and weaponize his beloved Aragog and the Acromantula colony.

But so what?

Could Hagrid oppose it? Could he refuse?

What reason could he possibly give for refusing?

Tierra had helped Aragog extend his life. He had helped the Acromantula colony establish a simple yet effective social structure and agricultural system, allowing them to eat fresh meat without having to hunt other animals—

And Tierra's only request was that Aragog's Acromantula colony be available for his use, that they become his weapons.

But even if Hagrid wanted to refuse, did he really have the right to do so?

Hagrid had once asked Aragog and his descendants not to harm anyone within Hogwarts' grounds. For all these years, Aragog had kept his promise and had never harmed a Hogwarts student or teacher.

Hagrid was grateful to Aragog for doing so. Deep down, he knew how much that request had gone against Aragog's nature. So now that Tierra wanted to use Aragog and the Acromantulas' cruel nature as weapons, Hagrid could find no reason to object.

It served Tierra's interests, and it suited