Chapter 1525 Drink Drink

In the back garden, Ivan and Harry stopped far away.

Elaine took a few steps closer to Aragog, saw the big furry head and eight strangely curved spider legs, and immediately retreated with her tongue out.

Instead, Slughorn followed Hagrid all the way to the spider's head, scrutinizing it closely.

The eight milky white eyes on the top stare blankly at the sky, and the two curved big turtles are motionless in the moonlight, making one's heart palpitate.

"This must be Aragog, it's so beautiful." Slughorn said as he bent down in front of Da'ao, as if he was inspecting that big hairy head.

Following his movements, the clink of bottles could be vaguely heard.

"Not all people can appreciate its beauty, but for those who understand them, Aragog's appeal is infinite." Hagrid said affectionately to Slughorn's back, tears streaming from his eyes. The wrinkled eyes rolled down, "I never knew you were interested in animals like Aragog."

"Interested? Dear Hagrid, I'm in awe of them." Slughorn stepped back from the corpse, the bottle's light glinting off his cloak.

Aiwen blinked his eyes, the acquisition was successful? ! The speed is so fast.

Sure enough, the potion master is also a master in the collection of potion materials.

Hagrid, who was wiping his eyes, didn't notice Slughorn's little move.

"Now... shall we begin the funeral?"

Hagrid nodded, stepped forward, and dragged the giant spider.

He yelled and rolled it into the black pit.

There was a terrible crunch as the body hit the bottom of the pit, and Hagrid cried again.

"Of course, you can't stand it, because you know it best, are its closest person, and are Aragog's best human friend." Slughorn could only reach Hagrid's elbow, but he still patted Pat him, "If you don't mind, let me say a few words."

With a satisfied smile on his face, he walked to the edge of the pit.

Slughorn said in slow, solemn tones, "Farewell, Aragog, Lord of the Spiders, your long and loyal friendship will not be forgotten by those who knew you! Though your flesh may rot, your spirit will remain forever Remain in the quiet, cobwebbed place of your forest home. May your many-eyed offspring prosper, and may your human friends find comfort in their mourning.

"Well said, well said... that's beautiful!" Hagrid howled, and fell on the dunghill, crying even more fiercely, "Wow, it's good to have you here, I'll never say such a thing."

"Now, don't be too sad, Hagrid!" said Slughorn, with a wave of his wand, and the mound of dirt rose up and lay down dully on top of the dead spider, forming a smooth mound, " Let's go in and have a drink, boys, help him up, well, just let Ivan and Harry come, Elaine, you don't need to help."

Under Slughorn's command, Ivan and Harry struggled to help Hagrid, who was overwhelmed with grief, to a chair in front of the table, and several people sat around him.

Fang, who had been hiding in the basket during the funeral, came softly now, resting his heavy head on his lap as usual.

Slughorn opened the bottle of wine he had brought and poured most of it into Hagrid's bucket-sized glass with a thump, thud, thump.

"I've checked, and there's absolutely no poison," he said. "Harry, I had a house-elf taste every bottle after what happened to your poor friend Robert."

It was a typical case of house-elf abuse, luckily Hermione wasn't here.

"A glass for me, a glass for Ivan, and a glass for Harry..." Slughorn poured the second bottle of wine into the three glasses in front of himself, Ivan, and Harry in turn, and then gave Elaine There stopped, and asked uncertainly, "Elaine, can you drink?"

"She drinks milk!" Ivan said, taking out a feeding bottle and pouring it into Elaine's cup.

"I want to taste the wine." Elaine demanded.

"You can't drink!" Ivan still remembered the terrible thing that happened to Elaine after she drank a little wine last time.

"I can!" Elaine protested.

"Relax, Ivan, our Elaine is also a big girl, and she has reached the age where she can drink. Besides, what is more suitable than wine at this time!" Slughorn said.

"Then give her some." Ivan said hesitantly, the focus at this time is not whether Elaine should drink, but to let Slughorn hand over the memory.

Ivan took the bottle, and under Elaine's gaze, poured it for her a little.

"More!"

"Enough is enough, just taste it." Ivan said, glaring at Elaine to tell her not to drink too much for a while, who knows what she will look like after drinking.

Hermione is not here, and Ivan can't deal with Elaine alone.

"Okay!" Seeing Ivan pour Elaine, Slughorn raised his cup high, "For Aragog."

"Aragok," they all said together, raising their glasses.

Both Slughorn and Hagrid took swigs, and Harry, who had a revelation of the Felicia Felix, knew he couldn't take it, pretended to take a sip, and put the glass back on the table.

Ivan sipped a little bit, and glanced at Elaine with some concern.

Elaine picked up her glass cautiously, took a sip of her blood, milk, and wine drink, then sat there slamming her mouth on the bar without any reaction.

"I raised him from an egg," said Hagrid sadly, slamming his cup down on the table. "How small when he just hatched, the size of a pug."

"Lovely," said Slughorn.

"Yeah, I used to keep him in a locker at school until... well..."

Hagrid's face darkened, and he remembered that he had been expelled from school.

But Slughorn didn't seem to be listening. He was just looking at the ceiling, where hung copper kettles and a long tuft of silky white fur.

"Isn't that unicorn hair, Hagrid?"

"Oh, it's unicorn hair!" said Hagrid nonchalantly. "It was ripped off from its tail and hung on a branch in the woods..."

"But my dear friend, do you know how much that would cost?"

"It's not worth much. I use it for bandages when animals get hurt," said Hagrid, shrugging.

He casually picked up the string of unicorn tail hair and tugged it hard.

It was just that Aiwen discovered that Hagrid might be the richest person. Apart from him, no wizard would use unicorn hair as a bandage so extravagantly.

While Ivan, Harry, and Slughorn were watching Hagrid show off how strong the string of unicorn tail hair was, Elaine took another sip from her cup...