Hogwarts: Starting as a Card Maker from a Failed Art Student

Chapter 150 Spider King Aragog

Chapter 151 Spider King Aragog

“Of course,” Ethan replied immediately. “Hagrid is my friend forever, as evidenced by the painting. I’d certainly be happy to help.”

Of course I'd be willing to go and see.

What new "species" has this mountain giant created yet?

Moreover.

Now, anything that can escape that gaze.

He's willing to do anything.

Ethan tilted his head.

I looked at the figure hiding behind the wall, hesitantly peering in this direction.

He squinted and stared back without flinching.

In just two seconds.

Then you could see that her fair face gradually turned red.

Then, he hurriedly hid.

Ethan snorted softly, thinking to himself:

Trying to fight me?

You're still too green!

When it comes to who can stare the longest, Ethan, who has a "third eye," says he will never lose!

Passing students:

What kind of weird play is this?

After dinner.

Hagrid's cabin.

Five figures stood close together in front of the door.

Luna looked around curiously and put on her pink and blue glasses.

Squatting in the soil, I observed the pumpkin vines in the ground.

Then, his gaze shifted to the pink umbrella leaning against the wall, and he nodded thoughtfully.

I don't know why.

Harry always felt that...

Luna seemed to know at a glance that Hagrid's wand, which should have been broken, was hidden inside that pink umbrella.

Ethan raised his hand, intending to politely knock on the door.

The door opened by itself with a bang.

A wall appeared behind the door.

Ethan looked up and saw Hagrid, who looked even more haggard than before.

His dark brown hair was tangled up on his head like weeds.

His thick beard was covered with some brown, unidentified residue, which faintly emitted a smell.

When Hagrid saw them, his eyes welled up with tears again.

He raised his handkerchief, rubbed his nose loudly, and choked out:

"My friend Aragok is dying!"

Then, large tears began to stream down his face, wetting his beard.

"Listen, Hagrid, don't be sad..."

.

The three little ones stood awkwardly outside, stammering as they offered their comfort.

Ethan looked at Hagrid, who was firmly blocking the doorway.

Lips slightly parted:

"Portal".

A dark door opened.

Ethan walked in freely, under the watchful eyes of Hagrid, Harry, and the others.

They passed Hagrid and appeared inside the house.

He waved his wand, poured himself a cup of tea, and sat down leisurely.

His attitude was natural, as if he had just passed through a wall blocking his way.

Rather than a living, breathing person.

Hagrid, Harry, and their trio:

Why didn't they just tell Hagrid to make way?

What the heck is this about going straight through a portal?!

Ethan seems both polite and impolite...

As expected of Ethan.

His brain circuitry is quite unique.

At this moment, Luna stood up from the ground and patted the dirt off her body.

It was as if they hadn't seen the large nasal bubble on Hagrid's face.

He asked calmly and lightly, "What is Aragog?"

"Huh?" Hagrid looked bewildered, and subconsciously replied, "Yes, yes, he's my good friend, Aragog the Eight-Eyed Spider."

Ron: "Goodbye."

After saying that, he turned and tried to leave.

But Harry grabbed him.

Harry leaned closer to Ron, a smile playing on his lips, and said, slowly and deliberately:

"Don't even think about escaping."

Good brothers should share both good times and bad.

Ron: A tonic, please QAQ!!!

You've changed.

You've become like Ethan, Harry.

He's no longer my kind and honest brother!

I was interrupted like that.

Hagrid's grief had completely vanished.

He wiped away his tears and stepped aside to let Harry and the others in.

Just as she was about to close the door, she suddenly asked, "Are they your friends too?"

Ethan looked up.

Then he realized who Hagrid's "friend" was.

Looking up, I was right.

It is Qiu Zhang.

This is a slender, delicate-looking girl from the East.

It was as if she had made up her mind to go to the ends of the earth with him.

The spider lingered not far away.

I want to go forward, but I don't dare to.

Ethan squinted and Luna gently pressed down on his hand as he tried to cast a portal.

...No, she came along on her own.

Ethan smiled.

So, you must have some minor trouble that involves breaking a thousand school rules and laws, and you need to discuss it with them, right?

Close the door quickly to block out prying eyes—

however.

To Ethan and the others' surprise.

Hagrid did not close the door.

Instead, she rubbed her hands together expectantly and said, "Then, let's call that child over too. It'll be more lively with more people."

Ethan raised an eyebrow.

He exchanged glances with Harry and the others.

Is it more lively with more people?

How lively will it be?

If each person is divided into several pieces and hung throughout the room, while retaining their consciousness and ability to speak.

Wouldn't it look more full and lively?

While Ethan was contemplating being imprisoned in Azkaban.

Qiu Zhang had already been ushered into the room by Haig.

Her neck and cheeks were flushed red, like a fiery sunset.

He quickly glanced at Ethan, then lowered his head and sat down at the square table.

She pursed her lips, pulled a small bag of cookies from her pocket, and said softly, "These are cookies I baked. Please have some if you don't mind..."

Oh, that familiar guy who never visits empty-handed.

Ethan nodded slightly in agreement.

"Thanks!"

Ron breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately put down the rock-skinned biscuit that could knock your teeth out, and reach for the soft-looking biscuit.

Ethan also tried one.

Surprisingly, it's not sweet, but rather has a natural, sweet aroma of cranberries.

The atmosphere eased as the food was enjoyed.

Hagrid carefully pulled the window shut and closed the door.

Turning to the crowd, he nervously said:

"It's like this... My good friend, Aragog the Eight-Eyed Giant Spider, would like to invite you to visit its lair."

Before he could finish speaking...

Ron then spat it out with a "poof".

Staring at Hagrid in terror, she screamed, "What did you say?! You're going to feed us to the spiders?!"

He pushed aside the tea and cookies in front of him.

I was terrified that if I was fed too much, I would be thrown into that horrible spider's nest.

Even Ethan raised an eyebrow and offered a mature suggestion:

"It's too early to implement this plan now, Hagrid."

Harry:

Whatever the plan, I hope it will never be implemented.

Hagrid hurriedly explained:

"No! Aragog is a good spider; it doesn't eat people!"

"I've raised Aragog for over fifty years, and I know its temperament better than anyone! It's absolutely a harmless animal!"

"It just sensed its impending death, so it asked me to bring some people to say a final goodbye!"

Hermione muttered with a blank expression, "The eight-eyed giant spider can reach five meters in length, is carnivorous, and extremely dangerous."

Upon hearing this...

Ethan's long-forgotten memories have finally returned.

A flash of inspiration appeared in my mind!

A giant spider that's five meters long?

That sounds like a perfect match for his bait requirements!

Chicken flavor, crunchy.

not to mention.

The venom of the eight-eyed giant spider can sell for hundreds of gallons in a pint.

If it really is about to die.

I wonder if Hagrid would be willing to let him be the one to bury him...:

I'm sure this considerate eight-eyed giant spider would be happy to make the most of its abilities.

only...

Ethan raised his eyebrows.

He remembered that in the original story, this giant spider king was still alive and well.

They even had their own kind put on a thrilling hunt for Harry and Ron.

The kind of guy who'll eat you alive once he catches you.

Very energetic.

Why are you dying so soon?

Moreover, they demanded that Hagrid bring along his fresh and juicy little two-legged lambs...

Ethan's gaze darkened, and he licked his lips.

It seems.

There's something fishy going on here.