Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

The three people quietly left the castle, the rich twilight, the fresh air is mixed with the pleasant smell of grass.

Harry didn't go directly to Hagrid. After walking out of the castle gate, he suddenly said that he wanted to go to the vegetable garden on the way.

"Don't go to Hagrid first, I can't tell why, there is such an impulse," said Harry.

"Impression? You have no problem?" Elaine looked at him suspiciously. "When is this time going to the vegetable garden?"

"It should be no problem, I can feel that there will be good things going to the vegetable garden at this time," said Harry.

"Come on, Elaine, Harry is the luckiest person now, and we follow him. It's right." Avon said, "Don't believe in reason, it's unreliable."

Sometimes, for example, in this case, Harry feels more reliable than any rational analysis.

So, the three of them changed their direction and headed for the direction of the vegetable garden.

Sure enough, when they got there, they found that Professor Slughorn was talking to Professor Sprout.

Elaine, who was still somewhat suspicious, looked at Slughorn with surprise and turned to look at Harry.

"Do you know that he is here? Is it a prophecy?" she whispered, and the three of them hid behind a low stone wall.

"No, it's feeling!" Harry was not surprised to say.

"This is the power of luck." Ai Wen sighed aloud and listened to the conversation between Slughorn and Professor Sprout.

"Thank you for your trouble, Pomona," Slughorn said politely. "Most authorities believe that this medicine is best when picked at dusk."

"Oh, I agree very much about this," Sprout said enthusiastically. "Is this enough?"

"Enough, enough!" Slughorn even thanked him. He embraced a large number of leaves. "My third-grade students can each get a few pieces, and they can still have some left to prevent someone from overcooking. Okay, I wish you good night, thank you again!"

Professor Sprout walked in the direction of the greenhouse in the twilight, and Slughorn stepped over to the place where Avon, Harry, and Elaine were.

"It's now!" Harry said, rushing straight out. "Good evening, professor."

"My God, Harry, you scared me." Slughorn suddenly stopped and watched him with vigilance. Then, his eyes moved to the back of Avon and Elaine. "Oh, God, you guys." How come out of the castle?"

"I think Filch forgot to lock the door." Harry said happily, and he was happy to see that Slughorn frowned.

"Is it? I want to expose the person to the principal. According to me, he cares more about garbage than the safety of teachers and students. But why are you three here?"

"It is out to attend the funeral of Aragog." Elaine replied.

"Who is Aragok?" Slughorn said doubtfully.

"A big spider."

For Elaine's answer, Slughorn's expression was even more confusing.

"It's actually about Hagrid, Professor." Harry said. "He's very upset, you won't tell anyone, Professor? We don't want to trouble him..."

"Yes, this is a secret. We promised that Hagrid will keep him secret," added Ai Wen.

"A secret?" Slughorn's curiosity was clearly hooked up. He screamed, "I can't guarantee to keep him secret, but I know that Dumbledore is convinced of Hagrid, so I believe Hagrid. It won’t be terrible..."

"It’s the eight-eyed giant spider, called the spider of Aragog. Hagrid has been raised for many years. It lives in the woods, speaks and does a lot of things.”

"Oh, I have heard of those eight-eyed spiders." Slughorn looked at the forest in Hessen and whispered, "Do they live in the woods?"

"Yes, we have been clear before, the eight-eye spider venom is a very precious potion material." Ai Wen said.

"Very precious potion material, the market price is very high, can be used to configure." Slugho stopped, "I still talk about the spider named Aragok, what happened?"

"It died last night, Hagrid is very sad, he hopes someone will accompany him to bury Aragog, and the three of us came out to attend its funeral."

"Oh, it's moving, it's very touching." Slughorn said absently, his big eyes with his eyelids squinting down at the light of the Hagrid cabin in the distance.

"You know, Professor, Aragog is the first eight-eye spider of Hagrid. It is also the longest and largest eight-eye spider in the world." Ai Wen said, "I heard that. As a potion material, the longer the eight-eyed giant spider lives, the more precious its venom."

"Yes, you are right, Ai Wen." Slughorn said eagerly, "The venom of the eight-eyed spider is very precious. The bigger the spider, the longer it will survive, the more precious it is. The animals are just dead, the poisonous juice may not have dried up, now is the best time to collect, do you want to collect? Are you three?"

"There is no complete grasp. After all, it is the first time to collect venom from such a large spider. If you can go to the scene to guide us, then it would be better." Ai Wen said, "After all, such precious things, it is best not to waste. Professor, are you willing to help us?"

"I can go." Slughorn immediately agreed, as if he felt that he was not holding it enough, and said in a positive way, "Of course, if Hagrid is not happy, I don't want to take the liberty, but if there is a way to get something, we It's best not to waste this opportunity... You know, if the eight-eyed spider is really as big as you said, Avon, then the venom of its venom may be beyond imagination."

"Well, we shouldn't miss it," Slughorn continued, more like talking to himself. "It doesn't seem too wasteful to collect. Maybe a pint can be worth hundreds of gallons. To be honest, I The salary is not high"

After waiting for a while, seeing that he has not responded, Ai Wen asked again. "Professor, are you willing to attend the funeral of Aragog, and help us by the way?"

"I dare say that if you want to go, Hagrid may be very happy, you can send Aragog more gracefully!" Harry followed.

"Well, ah, yes, of course I am willing," said Slughorn. His eyes are now shining. "Okay, Ivan, Harry, Elaine, you wait for me for a while, I bring one. Two bottles of wine will meet you below, we are the poor beast, um, let it go after the burial. I am going to change the tie, this is too fancy..."

He hurried back to the castle, and Avon, Harry, and Elaine strolled to Hagrid.

"Unbelievable, we succeeded, he accepted our invitation." Harry thought about it, "but I feel that this is taken for granted."

"That's because you have the help of a blessing agent, which is incredible for us," said Avon.