Chapter 234 I Am an Honest Person, if I Say Kill You, I Will Kill You!
"Forget it, I often flip through books in the restricted section." Harry closed the heavy book in his hand, "There are no books about astrology in there."
"And I don't think 'the stars are watching us' is part of astrology."
"But if it doesn't belong to astrology, what does it belong to?" Hermione rubbed her temple.
"When you go to Sirius' house, look there again. A pure-blood family that has existed for a long time may have left special knowledge."
Harry collected the books spread out on the table in front of him one by one,
"If I can't find it, I'll ask Professor Dumbledore again. If I asked, he probably wouldn't think I was lying to the professor."
"I'm going to put the books back where they belong, we have to finish our homework by Easter... Hey, why are you so red in the face?"
"It's nothing, maybe the library is too hot." Hermione carefully held the book in her arms,
"I have to go to Mrs. Pince to borrow a book. The astrology in this book... yes, it's astrology. It's very interesting to read."
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The night before the start of the Easter holidays, Halle had her bags fully packed.
Professor Lupine also asked for leave for himself and Hermione, and the group will set off after dinner the next morning.
And that night, Harley went to the Forbidden Forest again, preparing to completely extinguish the desire of those big spiders to relocate.
A monster should look like a monster, it would be nice to stay in the Forbidden Forest obediently as a material.
In the Forbidden Forest, the weather is getting warmer, and the sounds made by animal activities are increasing. The birds are chirping, the eggs are hatching, and the green shoots are breaking through the ground.
The newborn unicorn cubs are following their group, enjoying the life of the overlord of the Forbidden Forest.
As long as you don't run into acromants, they are absolutely safe.
Creatures like centaurs and thestrals don't think much of unicorns.
In this quiet and peaceful atmosphere, a quick but short, heart-piercing scream suddenly came to mind.
The weak magical creatures around immediately fled quickly, and reminded their own kind to be careful, the threat from this direction.
But those powerful magical creatures just glanced into the depths of the Forbidden Forest blankly, and then continued to do their own things.
An adult unicorn also licked its own baby and described what happened in its own language.
They have long been used to this, knowing that a powerful wizard is cleaning up the acromantula.
But no creature cared, after all, the group of giant acromantids belonged to species invasion, and their nature was brutal, eroding the territory of other creatures in the Forbidden Forest.
They died when they died, and no living thing missed them except Hagrid who cried a few times for them and felt powerless.
The screams quickly disappeared.
In that position, six gigantic acromantulas lay on the spot, four of them were covered with thin but firm frost.
As for the remaining two giant arachnids, one was disembowelled, exposing all internal organs;
On the other hand, the head of the other acromantula seemed to be sliced open neatly by some kind of palm-wide sharp weapon.
Harry was standing in the center of the circle of Acantara, her white sportswear was spotless.
She held a handkerchief in her hand, and gently wiped the blood and inexplicable transparent liquid on the white gloves.
Just now, Harry had a whim, and wanted to see if his hand knife could pierce through the head of the acromantula.
After trying it, Harley confirmed that her physical skills as an assassin hadn't declined due to her peaceful life.
But after experimenting, Harry confirmed that spells, black flames, and frost are still better. After all, blood and other liquids in the brain are too disgusting to splash on hands.
"Why can't you curl up obediently in the Forbidden Forest and let me hunt slowly." Harry said softly, his voice full of regret.
"Of course it's because they are too stupid to see the situation clearly." A snowy owl flapped its wings and flew down from the branch, landing on Harry's shoulder.
"Sister Harley, is this the power from the assassin path?"
Hedwig carefully rubbed her head against Harry's fair neck.
"Of course." Harry admired the wiped gloves by the moonlight, and threw the handkerchief to the ground beside him.
Before the handkerchief fell to the ground, a black flame ignited on it, and then turned into a ball of ashes, which disappeared with the wind.
"I'm so envious," Hedwig's eyes were full of longing,
"The audience channel is so weak that I can't even guide other owls to give me the most delicious nuts."
"You need to exercise more," Harry pulled out the dagger from his pocket, and walked towards the acromantula's corpse,
"The combat effectiveness of the first few sequences of the audience path is very weak, but the development potential in the later stage is very strong."
"If the claims of those ancient mausoleums are not wrong, this may even be the strongest way in a sense."
As Harry approached, an icicle rose from under the corpse of the acromantula, pushing it up.
Harley swung the dagger, picked out the poison sac and silk gland, cut off the more precious parts, and put them away by category.
After finishing all this, countless black flames rose up, burning the corpse of the acromantula together with the ice into ashes.
And Harry was already on his way to the next corpse.
Soon, everything in the Forbidden Forest was dealt with, and only the dust on the ground proved the traces of the existence of these acromantulas.
Harry flicked the dagger, and the impurities on it were easily shaken off by Qiao Jin.
As for the blood and venom of the Giant Octopus, they had already been absorbed by the dagger.
This is a dagger made by a goblin, which can absorb substances that are beneficial to it.
Harry is very interested in this technology, but Nicole said in the letter that this part of the dwarf technology has been lost among humans, and only goblins still have this technology.
After finishing everything, Harry said casually: "After watching it for so long, don't you want to say something?"
It was quiet in the Forbidden Forest, and no one responded to Harry.
Harry didn't care either, and walked towards the direction of going back seemingly leisurely, when the dagger in his hand flew out suddenly, and stabbed fiercely in a tree.
"If I were you, I wouldn't want to run away." Harley's voice echoed in the forest, and black flames rose from behind,
"You have been locked by me. Don't think that your Animagus is a beetle, so you can escape from under my nose."
Hedwig, who had switched to the top of Harry's head at some point, was startled for an instant, flapped her wings, and looked in the direction where the dagger flew out.
As a "spectator", it didn't even notice that there was a beetle on the tree next to it that had been observing here!
The beetle seemed to want to pretend that it didn't know anything, didn't understand anything, and flew away as if nothing had happened like an ordinary beetle.
But a ball of flames brushed her head and blasted to the tree, and the big tree was instantly reduced to ashes.
The dagger also fell downwards, but was immediately wrapped in black flames and flew back into Harry's hand.
"Look, what did I say earlier?" Harry said with a chuckle, the dagger turned into a butterfly at her fingertips, flying wildly,
"You know, I've always thought of myself as an honest person and never lied or cheated."
"For example, if I said I locked you, then I really locked you; for another example, if I said that I would kill you..."
"...I will really kill you too."
The temperature of the surrounding environment dropped inexplicably, and birdsong rang in the distance, but it seemed that this place became more and more peaceful.
The beetle trembled, and then twisted continuously in mid-air.
A middle-aged woman in square, bejeweled glasses appeared out of nowhere.
Her blond hair was twisted into delicate but slightly stiff curly curls, which looked awkward with her big-jawed face.
Her fingers were thick, and she grasped a crocodile leather handbag tightly, and her two-inch long red nails were firmly buckled on the belt.
However, the woman's height was slightly higher than the average level of wizards, so she looked less fat.
"Rita Skeeter?" Harry recalled the photos he had seen in the newspaper, and said the other person's name with a blank expression.
"Hey, good evening, Miss Potter." Rita quickly squeezed out a professional smile,
"I don't think you should use spells on other wizards, you almost hurt me."
"I think Miss Potter should be very clear that this is prohibited by the laws of the Ministry of Magic."
Harry raised his eyebrows, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Why was this woman able to talk to herself about the law after witnessing the whole process of her slaughtering the acromantia?
She didn't think she dared to kill spiders, but she didn't dare to kill people, did she?
Among other things, pirates alone killed quite a few.
After all, killing that kind of thing comes in very quickly, with a sum of money in their heads, their savings and equipment are a sum of money, and their extraordinary characteristics are also a sum of money.
Although it is impossible to say exactly how many people died under his command, after all, no one can remember how many slices of bread he has eaten, but there are definitely more dead people than Rita has ever seen.
So how dare Rita say such things to herself?
Considering that there was no one else around and would not tarnish her image, Harry took a light step forward.
Before Rita could react, an icicle grew out of the ground in an instant, hitting her stomach fiercely.
She instantly felt that her internal organs seemed to be displaced, and those big eyes bulged out instantly.
Rita flew backwards and slammed into a big tree.
The spider silk appeared out of thin air, tied up Rita, and tied her tightly to the tree.
"I'm curious." Harry said slowly, "Who gave you the courage to talk to me like this?"
"The laws of the Ministry of Magic? The invisible and intangible laws of the Ministry of Magic in the depths of this forbidden forest?"
Rita's face was full of horror, her mouth was opened wide, but she couldn't utter a word.
When she said what she said earlier, she felt a cold sweat in her heart.
After all, Harley easily tortured and killed six acromantulas, and one of them even pierced its head with bare hands.
If she brought herself into it, Rita felt that she couldn't bear it no matter what.
Simply because Harley lacked social experience, she was intimidated by her speech on the moral high ground.
At that time, Rita still thought she was safe, and silently breathed a sigh of relief.
She even habitually wanted to take out the paper and pen, and was going to dig out some serious information from the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin, First Class, and teach her a lesson with writing by the way.
Rita has already figured out how to make Harley realize the importance of public opinion and the dangers of this world.
At that moment, she saw Harry take a light step forward.
Then he showed himself in this miserable state.
"I..." Rita watched in horror as Harry walked over gracefully with her hands behind her back, sweat dripping from her forehead.
"Let's not discuss who gave you the courage for the time being. After all, I have seen too many idiots, and I am used to it."
Harry seemed to be talking to himself, but his voice was very clear,
"You think I will be Dumbledore, don't you? I have great power, but I also have noble morals, and I will be strict with myself."
"But you are wrong. Although I don't know why, the fact is that he used Hogwarts as a cage to imprison his own body;"
"He used his own body as a cage to imprison his own mind and soul."
"But I am different from him. He is a born prisoner, but I am a born free witch, a witch who symbolizes natural disasters and disasters."
"Excuse me, dear reporter Rita, why are you here?"
On Harry's back, there are spider threads hanging from the treetops, woven into a chair.
Harry sat lightly on it, and the black sneakers lifted Rita's chin.
Rita was extremely flustered in her heart. When Harley knocked herself away, Rita had already realized that the little girl in front of her was not easy to provoke.
Among other things, combined with her previous performance of slaughtering the acromantia, it is really possible for Harley to make herself disappear in the Forbidden Forest without a sound!
There are no witnesses here, and his death is in vain! She had to come up with a reason to protect herself!
"I... I... I'm passing by!" Years of journalist career, especially the rich experience brought by spying on the lives of famous wizards, played a role at this moment.
Rita's brain forcibly generated a reason for the past,
"I've always heard that Hagrid, the gamekeeper at Hogwarts, breeds dangerous creatures in the Forbidden Forest, so I wanted to find out."
"In the end, I just happened to see you, the youngest and best recipient of the Order of Merlin First Class... cleaning up the acromant that endangered the safety of Hogwarts!"
The smile on Harry's face got bigger: "Oh, really?"
"Really, that's right!" Rita nodded again and again, speaking more and more smoothly,
"In Knockturn Alley, I overheard the owner of the shop owned by Old Knott, Biggaret and Old Knott, reporting that Hagrid went to him to sell some scraps of magical animals!"
"There are dirty unicorn tail hairs, teeth replaced by young thestrals, thorns that naturally fall off from thorns, and dead salamander eggs."
"Bigritt and Old Nott complain that Hagrid only sells materials from him that have naturally left the bodies of magical animals, so that there is not much magic in these materials."
"Bigrit wants to poach in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, and suspects that Hagrid has a private breeding farm here."
"But old Nott told him to give up his heart, don't provoke Dumbledore's bottom line at will."
"I judged from this news that there may be an illegal breeding farm here, so I came to collect information."
"That's right, I think people have the right to know the truth, and this kind of breeding farm is likely to endanger the safety of little wizards!"
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(Thanks to the "book friend with tail number 2825" and "Nine-Tailed Flame Fox" for their rewards!)
It can only be updated after 12:00 noon tomorrow, and there will be an exam in the morning, but two 5,000-character chapters will be updated to make up for the leave slip on Saturday.