If it had been the usual one, let alone an invitation, Slughorn would have "fled" as soon as he saw the two of them.

"Is it incredible that he accepted the invitation? I think we had succeeded when he heard that the venom was worth a lot of gold gallons. Elaine said disapprehantly, "What a greedy for money, what's the use of asking for so much gold?!"

Evan didn't want to answer her kind of question.

What do you want gold for?

What a naïve question, why don't you need money!

Far from it, the price of the things she eats every day is not low, and if there is not enough gold, it depends on what Elaine drinks.

When the time comes, she will not ask what is the use of asking for gold, but hurry up to find a way to make money.

Looking at Elaine, who looked very disdainful of Slughorn, Evan felt that the road of education was a long way to go, and after teaching her how to take revenge correctly, he also had to teach her to develop a correct view of money, and it was not easy to have a vampire classmate.

Think about it, not to mention a lot of extra expenses, but also to be bitten from time to time, feed blood every night, and teach the correct three views......

So tired, mentally tired, physically tired, Evan felt his body hollowed out.

The three of them made their way to Hagrid's cabin, covering themselves with invisibility cloaks to keep them out of sight.

"You're here!" Hagrid opened the door as the three approached the hut.

His voice was hoarse, and his face was full of sadness and exhaustion.

"Hagrid, are you alright?"

"I don't care, it's just a little too sad, but it doesn't matter. Hagrid said, sobbing loudly.

He made himself a black sleeve cover, as if it had been made of rags dipped in shoe polish.

"Sorry, Hagrid, Hermione, and Ron can't come, it's too late, they ......"

"It's okay, it's very touching for the three of you to come, especially you, Aven, it means a lot to have you here, you know, Aragog has always been obsessed with you. You saved it, and it was still saying your name before leaving, and it always wanted to thank you in front of you. ”

"Well, I'm very impressed with it, too. Evan paused, unsure of what to say.

Rather than thanks, he felt that the reason why Aragog was obsessed with him was more likely to drag him to hell.

"You remember him, and I know. ”

"yes, it's a good spider, and I'm sorry for its departure. Evan said against his will, "It's so sudden!"

"Thank you, Aven!" Hagrid said, sobbing again, his eyes red and swollen from crying, "It's too old, and it's good that it didn't suffer much. ”

Evan and Harry walked over and patted him comfortingly, the highest part they could reach without much effort.

Elaine looked into the room curiously, but didn't see Aragog.

"Hagrid, the big spider, where is it?"

"There!

The three of them followed the direction of his finger and saw a rather terrifying scene, which was terrifying.

At the back of Hagrid's cabin, a huge dead spider lay in the sky, its legs bent and tangled.

Aragog, the way it is now is not as deterrent as it was alive, but no less terrifying.

Or maybe even more terrifying, the skin took on an unhealthy gray color, and Evan never thought that a spider's corpse would be like this.

"Wow!" Elaine exclaimed, taking two steps forward to take a closer look.

Harry looked away unnaturally and asked, "Where are you going to bury it?" Hagrid, is it in the woods?"

"No, that's where it hurts, you know, because of the previous encirclement and clean-up by the students, many of its descendants died in the woods, and I don't blame you for doing that, but ......," Hagrid said, wiping his tears from the corner of his shirt, "In the last moments of its life, it was not far back to its original lair and the woods, and it said that it was sad there, and I was going to ...... it."

He didn't finish his sentence and began to sob again.

Aven, Harry, and Elaine had to pat him on the arm and comfort him.

"Hagrid, we ran into Professor Slughorn on the road. Harry said suddenly, the potions seemed to suggest that this was the right thing to do.

"No trouble, right?" said Hagrid, looking up in horror, "I know it's all my fault that you shouldn't have left the castle at night. ”

"Don't worry, it's nothing. Elaine said, "He was thrilled to hear what we were going to do." ”

"That's right. Harry hurriedly explained, "Professor Slughorn heard that we were going to Aragog's funeral, and he said he wanted to say goodbye to Aragog, too. He went back to change his clothes, and I think he said he was going to bring some wine in honor of Aragog......"

"Really?" said Hagrid, looking at the three of them in disbelief, the expression on his face both surprised and moved, "That, that, that person is so good, not only did he not report you, but he came to see Alagog off." I never had much of a friendship with Horace Slughorn, and when I was in school, he looked down on me, but he's going to send Aragog? Well, it's going to like it, Aragog......"

Well, Aragog should like Slughorn, and he likes Evan at a glance and likes him to the point of wanting to eat him.

Slughorn's fat flesh was too delicious for the eight-eyed spider.

"Hagrid, you haven't said where you're going to bury it, it can't be in your garden, right?"

If that were the case, the back garden of Hagrid's cabin would be one of the scariest locations at Hogwarts.

Spread the word, and there will be countless boring and thrill-seeking students who will come to pay their respects to Alagog.

"No, I'd like to bury it behind a pumpkin patch. Hagrid choked, "I've dug the grave, I'm all set, I just think we should say something, good, nostalgic, if it can leave in peace......"

His voice trembled and interrupted, and there was a knock on the door.

He turned to open the door, blowing his nose with a speckled handkerchief.

Slughorn hurried through the door, several bottles in his arms, and a black scarf around his neck.

"Hagrid!" he said in a low, solemn tone, "I'm sad. ”

"You're so nice, Professor!" Hagrid said, "thank you very much, and thank you for not keeping the three of them in confinement......

"I never dreamed of it. "Sad night, sad night, I suddenly remembered, Aragog must have been the spider you raised at Hogwarts?

"Outside. Hagrid said in a trembling voice, "We—shall we start now?"

Slugho nodded, and the five of them walked into the back garden.

There was also a cold evening breeze blowing, and the moon shone dimly between the trees, mingling with the light from Hagrid's window, illuminating the body of Aragog, lying on the edge of a large pit, next to a ten-foot-high pile of new earth.