Chapter 337 Aragog Wants Immortal Life
night,
Inside the black leather case.
Rove sat at the table, took a quill and wrote on the parchment.
He was writing letters, one to Greselda Marchbane and the other to Minister Fudge.
All to resolve the attribution of the Hippogriff case.
In fact, Rove didn't want to get too close to Fudge, because according to the progress of the original time and space, Fudge would fall out with Dumbledore sooner or later, and then be kicked out of power.
If you get too close, you won't be able to play tricks in the future.
But after thinking about it, since sooner or later they will turn their faces, of course they have to take advantage of the harmonious relationship now to cash in their favor, otherwise there will be no chance in the future.
If you have the right not to use it, it will become invalid after the expiration date.
Therefore, for such a "small matter", Rove directly walked through Fudge's back door without any burden on his heart.
After writing the letter, the boy stretched himself. He opened the door to go outside the room, and saw the girl with ponytail who was still working.
Shirley stood among the hills next to a spider the size of a truck, with a blackish gray body and legs, and eight eyes in an ugly clawed head.
Shirley is finishing the last task of the day... changing the dressing for the acromantula Aragog.
She held the ointment in one hand and a wool brush in the other, and gently dabbed the ointment on Aragog's eyes.
Aragog originally had cataracts and lost his eyesight. After Rove found out last year, he brought it back to the box for treatment.
However, Rove's medical skills are limited and he can't treat this serious illness. After he went to the United States during the summer vacation, he performed surgery on Aragog under Newt's guidance and prescribed a prescription.
After two months of treatment, Aragog's eyes, which were originally covered with a layer of white cloud, can now see things vaguely.
Rove walked over quietly, trying to scare Shirley from behind, but the girl had already seen the sneaky reflection of the boy from Aragog's big eyes.
Shirley pretended not to know, and when Rove approached, she suddenly turned around and made a playful grimace, which made Rove tremble in fright, he took two steps back and almost fell to the ground.
Xue Li bent over with a smile, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she couldn't hide her triumph and said: "I let you deliberately play tricks and try to scare me, and you will be punished now."
Rove patted his chest, breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the girl with ponytail gloating at her misfortune, and couldn't help sighing.
"Why are you sighing?" Shirley asked with a smile.
"His assistants are the kind of considerate assistants where the boss dives to the bottom of the water and hangs the fish on the hook when he can't catch any fish... Look at you again, and you will deliberately scare me."
Luo Fu sighed solemnly: "It's really rude to meet people."
"Assistants like diving and hanging fish are not something that can be hired by tens of Galleons every month." Xue Li smiled and said softly:
"If you add money to me, I can also become an all-round assistant who can do any job."
Rove stretched out his finger, lightly poked the ponytailed girl's bulging cheek, and said with a smile, "Can you really do anything?"
Xue Li's pretty face was slightly red, and she hummed softly in a nasal voice: "As long as you don't go too far..."
"But my demands are too much." Rove laughed.
The girl with the ponytail gave Rove a slight look. Her stare was just a small habitual gesture, and it had no lethal effect at all.
Aragog was lying on the side, also staring at some dry eyes, thinking... Can you change its medicine first, and then you can talk.
It's a geriatric spider!
But Aragog soon regretted it, because it was Rove who changed the dressing.
Rove's movements were not as gentle as Shirley's. He took a brush and wiped Aragog's eyes directly, making his eyes turn from dryness to pain.
But during this time, Aragog had also seen Rove's methods. He was afraid of being treated as an old b lamp and exploded gold coins, so he could only dare to be angry and dare not speak out.
After Rove applied the medicine, he observed it for a while, and said, "Aragok, your eyes are almost healed, and I can send you back to the Forbidden Forest next time."
"You really don't want to kill me?" Aragog made a cracking sound.
"If I wanted to kill you, I would have killed you a long time ago. Why are you still treating your illness?" Rove smiled and said:
"How much did you spend on your daily medicines and food and drink for half a year?"
Aragog stared. It originally thought that Rove was greedy for his "body", but that didn't seem to be the case.
It opened its mouth, but stopped talking.
"What's the matter, just say what you want." Rove narrowed his eyes.
"Scamander, I know that you and your grandfather are very skilled in medicine. I want to know if there is any way to help me extend my life."
"Huh?" Rove raised his eyebrows.
"The lifespan of an acromantula is only forty or fifty years." Aragog sighed, and said in an old voice:
"I have lived for half a century, and I can feel that my body is getting worse every day. I heard that wizards have a kind of potion, which is made with a magic stone... called the elixir of life..."
"What are you thinking?" Rove laughed dumbly and said, "You still want to drink the elixir of life even if Voldemort can't drink it?"
You deserve to drink the elixir of life too? It's too beautiful to think about, right?
"Other life-sustaining potions will do as well," Aragog begged.
It would be better to die than to live. Now that it can see again, it suddenly feels that it can enjoy it again.
"Then what do you have for me?" Rove asked back.
He was willing to save Aragog before because there was a system reward, but now there is no reward for extending its life.
"My descendants... They only listen to me. If I die, they will become uncontrollable... They may even kill each other and destroy the Forbidden Forest. It's not easy for you to manage."
Aragog said in a deep voice:
"But it's different with me. I can help you manage them and let them help you secrete the venom of the acromantula. Those venom are also very precious to you wizards..."
This point is not wrong, it is almost impossible to obtain venom from a live acromantula, so the venom of acromantula is expensive, and a pint of it can sell for a hundred Galleons.
If there are hundreds of giant eight-eyed spiders secreting addresses at the same time, and they can be directly industrialized... that would be unthinkable.
"Then what if I want more than the venom." Rove narrowed his eyes and said, "Do I also want to kill some of your descendants?"
Aragog was silent for a moment, and said coldly: "I gave birth to my children, and everything about them comes from me... It's time to give your life for me."
Rove leaned back and looked at Aragog.
Acromantus is also a highly intelligent life and can speak human language, but it is not without reason that it is not included in the category of "human".
After finishing tonight's treatment, Rove took Shirley out of the box and walked towards the Ravenclaw lounge.
Peter can turn into a mouse, easily avoid dementors, and sneak into Hogwarts.
It's so late, it's definitely not safe to let Shirley go back to the lounge alone, Rove needs to send her back.
The two walked forward along the quiet stairs, when there was a piercing scream in the distance.
"Ahhh!"
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