Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

() "...The king of the Forbidden Forest Spider, Aragog, you are a competent father and a friend worth remembering. Although you are asleep now, you will always exist in my heart."

"In today's world, it is the time when malice is raging and cross-talking. Light and darkness struggle to survive and die. Innocent lives are dragged endlessly by the storm of blood, and you are one of those who fall into deep sleep because of this."

"Of course you have stains, negligence, and even sin, but this is not your fault. As a wise king of eight-eyed giant spiders, you are still solemn in negligence, and excellence in stains. Yes, there is a final confession in sin."

"Although you have ended your life journey of more than fifty years at this time, you cannot witness the end of the unnecessary evil with your own eyes. But if all this returns to peace in the near future, your solemn and unwilling face , I’m afraid it’s bound to show a slightly relaxed smile..."

Behind the hunting lodge near the forbidden forest, beside the small pumpkin field, Maca stood beside the big dirt pit with a serious face.

Beside Maca is Hagrid.

This big-and-big-looking, but surprisingly soft-hearted giant half-blood knelt down in front of the pit, tears in his eye sockets running desperately like money, wet his beard and front.

And behind them, Harry, Hermione, and Luna were so quietly stuck in place.Not to mention Luna, who can be in a daze, at least the expressions of Harry and Hermione are quite complicated.

At this moment, Maca's surprisingly solemn eulogy reverberated on this open flat ground, and drifted into the distance in the wind accompanied by snowflakes.

"...My friend, Aragog—may that day come soon! My friend, Aragog—may your spirit guard your children and grandchildren in that quiet forest home!"

"My friend, Aragok-those who know you will never forget your friendship! May you find comfort and rest in the grief of your best friend-Ruber Hagrid!"

"That's...too, too good...really too good..."

After Maca's lyrics came to an end, Hagrid howled "Wow", he fell heavily on the edge of the hole, tears even more turbulent.

"Hagrid, let him--" Maca patted his back, "It's time to put a quilt on Aragog, it's cold, you will make him freeze!"

"I think'him' may not feel cold anymore." Ha muttered in a very small voice.

"To shut up!"

Hermione turned her head and glared at him immediately, but Harry found that Hermione's eyes seemed to be red.

"you shut up!"

Harry opened his mouth, but Hermione blocked the words back with a fiercer look.

Under Maca's persuasion, Hagrid finally propped up his body with his palms covered with gravel and dirt, and stood back with his nose sniffed.

"...Yes, you are right... Aragok will feel cold."

After he stepped aside, Maca picked up the staff and waved it smoothly. The large pile of soil that had been dug up immediately floated up, pressing the body of the giant spider to the bottom of the deep pit.

After the mound was compacted and rounded, Maca paused the wand again, and a long stone pillar rose from the ground, and a striking Runic character appeared on it.

In ancient Rune, the eight-eyed giant spider was used to refer to the number "8".It is obviously appropriate to engrave this character on the tomb of Aragok.

"Okay," Maca patted Hagrid's arm again, "I don't think Aragog would like to see you shed too many tears for him, let's go back! Take a good rest, I still have a little bit here Three broomsticks mead, made by Mrs. Rosemerta the year before—"

At Maca's greeting, Harry and him helped Hagrid, who was full of pain and reluctance, into the hut.

When Hagrid squeezed his ass into the chair with a "crunch", Fang, who had been frightened by Aragok's body, finally crawled out of the basket, and walked to Hagrid's side as usual. His head rested on Hagrid's lap.

Then Maca took out three small oak wine barrels from her waist and placed them on the round table in front of Hagrid.

"Oh-how many things are in your pocket?" Harry curiously asked.

"Well, so far, I have superimposed the Unmarked Stretching Curse several times," Maca continued to take out the cup and shrugged. "I have used it now, no matter how large the space is, it will be filled. , So it will be expanded every time-if the bag doesn't pierce the shoulder, I can let you in for a walk."

"Walk?" Harry couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

"Do you want something too?" Maca suddenly took out a bottle of Butterbeer, looked at them and asked, "If I want, I can warm it up for you."

"Um... can't I try that too?" Harry glanced at the keg on the table.

"No, I don't think so--" Maca shook his head, "Those meads are a bit strong, don't we have activities for a while?"

In Harry's regretful sight, Maca reached out and tapped on the wall of the wine bottle, and a trace of fire immediately swirled around it.

Not long after, the warm butter beer was poured into the glasses one by one, and a strong and mellow butter aroma filled the hut.

At this moment, Hagrid had already shed two glasses of mead alone in tears.

"Then, come on!" Maca raised his cup and said loudly, "For Aragog!"

"Aragok!" Harry, Hermione, Luna, and Hagrid agreed in unison.

After this slightly special funeral, everyone was sitting in the hunting lodge warmed by the fireplace and toasting to each other.

At first, Hagrid was still immersed in sadness, but after a while, his drunkenness finally invaded his brain, diluting Aragok's departure a lot.

In this situation, although Butterbeer does not contain alcohol, Harry felt that he was about to be drunk by the gradually relaxing atmosphere.

"...When I met him, he was just an egg!" Hagrid said sadly, "How small he was when he was just hatched! Only a fingernail big..."

"Oh—" Luna sipped the hot drink in the cup, the rich foam stained her upper lip, but she didn't notice it, "He is so cute."

"...Later, not long after, he grew up in the blink of an eye." Hagrid continued, "I hid him in a cabinet in the school. It was only a few months before he could be squeezed."

"Yes!" Maca said with deep feeling, "The eight-eyed giant spider grows really fast. It will not take long from the juvenile stage to the semi-mature stage."

"Yes, it's like this..." Hagrid shook his head, agreeing with the tunnel. "If he hadn't grown so fast, he wouldn't be discovered... But it's no wonder he, it's not his fault. !"

"Actually, you can use the shrinking curse, it works--" Maca casually said, "If you become smaller, even if others notice it, it will only be a small spider that has been seen everywhere."

"Oh-you have to know, the curse has never worked so well when it comes to me." Hagrid drooped his eyelids and said, "The reduction curse is too difficult for me...too difficult..."

"Maca, you also have that terrible giant spider — oh, I mean... the eight-eyed giant spider?" Hermione looked at Maca in surprise, and Harry stared in this direction.

"Yes, those little guys are still in America now, protecting Sirius for me!" Maca nodded, "Oh, there are other poor children."

"What the hell did Sirius encounter?" Harry asked along the way. "The note he asked Hedwig to send us scared us all!"

"Um..." Maca considered it for a moment, then shook his head again, "Just leave it alone, and then you have to train Defence Against the Dark Arts, and talk about other things after that! "

"but--"

Harry was naturally unhappy, after all, Sirius was his godfather.Except for the Dursleys, he had only one relative, Sirius.

Although Sirius had no real blood relationship with him, he felt that Sirius was obviously more suitable for his family than the Dursleys.

"No need," Hermione tugged at him. "Is it enough to know that Sirius is okay? We really should focus on future training first, or even if we know the most detailed information, But if you can't help, you can only worry for nothing, right?"

"As much power as possible," Luna added in a daze. "Mr. Fusco once said so."

"Mr. Fusco?" Harry asked suspiciously. "Who is that?"

Maca has long been accustomed to Luna's sudden famous aphorisms.But Harry and Hermione hadn't been with her for that long, so they were naturally curious about the witty words that came out of her.

"... Probably it is Dexter Fusco! One of Hogwarts' previous principals," Hermione blinked. "But, did he say this? I. Why are you not impressed?"

"It's not Fosco of Hogwarts..." Luna said, tilting her head. "It's Fosco in Diagon Alley, the owner of the ice cream shop."

"What? An ice cream shop?" Harry and Hermione were instantly depressed.

When both of them were feeling speechless because the ice cream shop owner would say such a sensible saying, Hagrid, who was lying on the table, suddenly raised his head and howled with his big voice——

"Ice cream! Ah-ice cream! Poor little Aragok can't eat it-he diarrhea when he eats it!"