In the back garden, Evan and Harry stopped in the distance.

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

Slughorn followed Hagrid all the way to the spider's head, taking a closer look at it.

The eight milky white eyes stared blankly at the sky, and the two curved big crows were motionless in the moonlight, which made people's hearts palpitate.

"This must be Aragog, it's beautiful. Slughorn said as he bent down in front of the big ao, as if to examine the big head of the hairy man.

As he moved, the jingle of bottles could be faintly heard.

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

"Interested, dear Hagrid, I am in awe of them. Slughorn stepped back from the corpse, the light of the bottle reflecting and disappearing into his cloak.

Evan blinked, the collection was successful?!

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

As for Slughorn's small movements, Hagrid, who was wiping his eyes, was unaware.

"Now...... Let's start the funeral?"

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

He screamed and rolled it into the black pit.

There was a terrible creak as the body hit the bottom of the pit, and Hagrid began to cry again.

"Of course, you can't stand it, because you know it best, it's the people closest to it, and the best human friend in Aragog. Slughorn could barely reach Hagrid's elbow, but patted him anyway, "If you don't mind, I'll say a few words." ”

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

"Farewell, Aragog, Lord of the Spiders," said Slughorn in a slow, solemn tone! May your multi-eyed offspring multiply, and may your human friends find solace in their grief.

"Yes, yes...... It's so beautiful!" Hagrid cried and fell on the dung heap, crying even harder, "Woo, it's great for you to come, I'll never say anything like that." ”

"Alright, don't be too sad, Hagrid!" Slughorn said with a wave of his wand, and the mass of dirt rose up and pressed down on the dead spider in a dull manner, forming a smooth mound, "Let's go in and have a drink, boys, lift him up, well, just let Evan and Harry come, Elaine, you don't need to help." ”

Under Slughorn's command, Evan and Harry struggled to lift the grumpy Hagrid to a chair in front of the table, and several people sat around him.

Yaya, who had been hiding in the basket during the funeral, now walked over softly, resting its heavy head on his lap as usual.

Slughorn opened a bottle of wine he had brought and poured half of it into Hagrid's bucket-sized cup, making a clatter, clatter.

"I've checked it, and there's absolutely no poison. He said, "Harry, after the accident of your poor friend Robert, I let a house-elf taste every bottle of wine. ”

This is a typical abuse of house-elves, and thankfully Hermione wasn't here.

"One for me, one for Aven, one for Harry......" Slughorn poured the second bottle into the three glasses in front of him, Evan and Harry in turn, then stopped at Elaine and asked uncertainly, "Elaine, can you drink?"

"She drinks milk!" Evan said, pulling out a bottle and pouring it into Elaine's cup.

"I want to taste the wine. Elaine demanded.

"You can't drink!" Evan remembered the terrible thing that had happened since Elaine had had a little drink last time.

"I can drink!" Elaine protested.

"Relax, Aven, our Elaine is a big girl, and she's old enough to drink, and what better time to drink than wine!"

"Then give her some. Evan said hesitantly, now the focus was not on whether Elaine should drink, but on getting Slughorn to hand over his memories.

Evan took the bottle and poured her a little under Elaine's watchful eye.

"More more!"

"Enough, you can taste it. Evan said, glaring at Elaine and telling her not to drink too much for a while, who knows what will become of her after drinking.

Hermione wasn't here, and Evan couldn't get Elaine alone.

"Alright!" Slughorn raised his glass as he saw Evan pour Elaine on it, "For Aragog." ”

"Aragog. Everyone said together, raising their glasses.

Slughorn and Hagrid both took big sips, and Harry, inspired by the elixir, knew he couldn't drink it, so he pretended to take a sip and put the cup back on the table.

Evan took a slight sip and glanced at Elaine with some concern.

Elaine cautiously picked up her glass, took a small sip of her drink mixed with blood, milk, and wine, and sat there smashing her mouth in response.

"I raised him from an egg. Hagrid said sadly, slamming the cup down on the table, "How small it was when it first hatched, the size of a pug." ”

"It's so cute. Slughorn said.

"yes, I used to keep him in the school cupboard until ...... Alas......"

Hagrid's face darkened, and he remembered that he had been kicked out of school.

But Slughorn didn't seem to be listening, just looking at the ceiling, where there hung several copper kettles, and a long bunch of silky white hair.

"That's not a unicorn's hair, is it, Hagrid?"

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

"But my dear friend, do you know how much it is worth?"

"It's not worth much, I use it to tie bandages when the animal is hurt," Hagrid said, shrugging his shoulders, "it's very good, it's very strong, you see." ”

He picked up the string of unicorn tail hairs and tugged hard.

It was only then that Evan discovered that Hagrid was probably the richest man, and no wizard other than him would have the luxury of using unicorn fur as a bandage.

While Aven, Harry, and Slughorn watched Hagrid show off how strong the unicorn's tail hair was, Elaine took another sip from her cup......