Chapter 180 Aragog, please follow me back to the box!
A person's destiny, of course, depends on self-struggle, but it also takes into account... the rewards of the system.
Rove absolutely didn't know how he, as an ordinary little wizard, still had the chance to be Spider-Man.
But if you say this...he won't be sleepy!
Can make spider silk? What shit cataract and glaucoma, it must be cured! !
Aragog walked over slowly. As the ancestor of all acromantulas in the Forbidden Forest, he was now fifty years old.
According to the average lifespan of an acromantula, Aragog has also reached old age, and he will not live for a few years.
Therefore, although its size is very large, it is the largest among all spiders, but its speed is extremely slow, which can be described as staggering.
"What happened?" Aragog asked, staring into Bai Yi's eyes.
"I'm Hagrid's friend." Rove jumped off the acromantula, and the spider slipped back into the group immediately.
"Hagrid's friend?" Aragog said silently.
Because of the Chamber of Secrets, it was placed deep in the Forbidden Forest by Hagrid fifty years ago, and almost no human beings knew its relationship with Hagrid.
Since the other party can call Po Hagrid's name, then probably...he is really a friend.
"Friend of Hagrid, what are you doing here?" Aragog asked.
"I'm here to look for Amanita muscaria, also called hallucinogenic mushroom." Rove described in detail:
"It's a bright red herb that produces hallucinations after swallowing it."
"Oh, tell me this." Aragog spit out a thread, and that thread curled up the dead wood like a tongue, and a row of bright red mushrooms grew on the wood.
"That's it." Rove showed a harmless smile, and he said in classic nonsense, "Thank you so much, no wonder Hagrid praised you as a kind spider."
Kind?
Aragog chuckled and said, "Friend of Hagrid, if you want it, you have to exchange it."
"What?" Rove raised his head and asked.
"It's very simple, trade your life for it!" Aragog suddenly said loudly.
These words were echoed by a large group of spiders on the hollow, they all let out giggles, eager to have a real treat right away.
Ronan was very nervous, and clenched the bow and arrow in his hand. He hasn't found a fiancée yet, and he hasn't tasted sweet love...he can't die here.
But all the acromantulas surrounded them, forming a solid, towering copper wall to prevent them from escaping.
"We're friends of Hagrid!" Ronan repeated feebly.
"So, my children and I won't hurt Hagrid, but I can't stop them from enjoying other human flesh delivered to our door..." Aragog couldn't help laughing.
Humans are just naive.
"Isn't it just trading your life?" Rove sneered, "I thought it was such a difficult request."
"Oh, I don't think you understand what I mean." Aragog said softly, "I mean..."
"Of course I understand." Rove interrupted directly. He opened the box and hissed in Parseltongue: "Come out...basilisk!"
The box shook, and those giant arachnids felt the danger in advance, and smelled a suppressed breath from the blood.
The eyes of the group of giant eight-eyed spiders were full of unconcealable fear and panic. They were in a mess, rattling and running towards the outside.
Soon, a gigantic monster came out of the box, and after seeing the huge basilisk, the acromantulas ran even faster.
"He's going to trade his life for it." Rove took out his wand and said, "You still don't do it, Ronan?"
Ronan became excited. With a gentle personality, he rarely showed a sinister smile. He picked up the giant bow with horns on his back, quickly drew a feathered arrow from the quiver, and shot it vigorously!
The sharp arrows precisely pierced through the body of the giant acromantula, nailing it to the ground.
There were also acromantulas with Aragog in their hearts, like trucks, heading straight towards them.
Rove didn't make any unnecessary movements, his eyes contained a lot of magic power, and he said in a deep voice:
"Petrified Gaze!"
The acromantula had eight eyes, and they couldn't close them. Facing Rove's sight, there was no way to avoid them... lying stiffly on the ground.
Rolf pulled out a sharp long sword made by a centaur from Ronan's waist. He walked towards the petrified acromantula and chopped off half of the spider's head.
The young man walked straight towards Aragog with the bloody spider head in his hand. He plunged his sword into the ground beside him, and threw his head at Aragog, blood dripping all over the ground.
Rove said softly:
"You have to trade your life...is that enough? If it's not enough, I'll kill some more, it won't take much."
Aragog took a breath of cold air. Although it couldn't see it, it could feel the breath of the basilisk and the scene of its children fleeing wildly.
"Enough...I'll give you as much as you want!" Aragog hurriedly said, "Stop the basilisk and stop hurting my children."
"Look, I said it's not difficult to negotiate." Rove smiled. He stretched out one foot and stepped on Aragog's head, and then wiped the soles of his shoes on its face to remove the dirt.
"By the way, I have something else I want to discuss with you."
"What?!" Aragog trembled.
Luo Fu smiled calmly, squinted his eyes, looked at the moonlight, and said slowly: "I would like to invite you to my box... to stay for a few days."
"..."
Rove smiled brightly, and said in a relaxed voice, "Don't get me wrong, I just want to heal your eyes, Aragog, I'm not a butcher, and I won't kill you."
Aragog sniffed the smell of blood in the air: "Then you are?"
"veterinary!"
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Rove put Aragog and the basilisk into the box, and of course the corpses of the acromantia were not spared either.
These are treasures, and if they are sold casually, they will earn hundreds or thousands of Galleons.
Doing extra money casually...wouldn't it be enough to collect Shirley's salary for a year?
Of course, when facing the little assistant, Poor still wants to cry.
Rove also dug up a lot of Amanita muscariae. He worked really hard to gather the ingredients for Veritaserum. If he knew it, he would have gone to steal Snape's medicine storage room.
Rove and Ronan separated, and he was about to go back to school to sleep, but when he passed a fork in the road, he suddenly stood upside down covered in hairs.
Capturing Aragog can get the magic "spider sense", which can remind the danger prediction ability through the tingling of the back of the head and the secretion of adrenaline.
Unexpectedly, Rove just got this magic, and it came in handy immediately.
"Where is who?" Rove raised his wand, pointed at the bushes and said, "Come out quickly."
After a while, a female centaur came out, and she was very surprised that she was found.
Rove looked at the tall Nymeria, and had to say that this Bane's fiancée was really beautiful, especially with a kind of wild beauty.
The only pity is that the centaurs don't wear clothes, but she is wrapped in grid clothes made of vines, strangling plump and juicy fruits.
"Are you waiting for me here?" Rove asked.
"I did the divination myself, and this time it has nothing to do with Ronan." Nymeria hurriedly explained.
"Oh, I know, I can tell by looking at the stars." Rove squinted at Melia's bulging landscape, then looked up at the sky and said:
"The moon is really big and white tonight."
As Bain's fiancée, Nymeria is actually young and innocent. She didn't catch the voice, and she retorted:
"It has nothing to do with astrology. We watch the sky at night to predict the overall fate of a species and a nation.
The expansive universe does not reveal insignificant personal issues. "
Nymeria said softly: "I used other methods to predict that you will pass by here."
"After thinking about it for so long, don't you still want to trade with me?"
After a brief silence, Rove suddenly said, "Speaking of which, I really have something I want to ask."
Nymeria smiled.
Rove closed his eyes, pondered for a moment and said:
"Help me divination the location of a diary!"
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