Chapter 61: The Plush Cutie

Gawain found that when something could be busy, even if he wanted to think about it, it was a luxury.

In the second lesson of "Holly", they learned a "harmless" curse - "Remove Your Weapon". At the same time, he also found that this format of submitting a summary of each activity was really beneficial for his progress.

"Hell, how did Seamus come up with the idea to buckle his armor and not start, and suddenly appear at the last second when he got close?"

Gawain felt very puzzled.

This technique may seem simple, but it actually takes a lot of practice to be able to build up a wall of qi and bounce the spell in an instant.

Instead of being slapped in the face by a curse.

Like a fool.

After September, the days became shorter and shorter.

The weather is getting colder and colder.

When Professor Flitwick announced that they could start learning the Levitation Charm as a little surprise for Halloween, Gawain suddenly realized that he had been at Hogwarts for almost two months.

Of course.

It's not easy to float things up.

Even if it's just a feather.

As usual.

In the entire Charms class, only Hermione and Gawain managed to do this.

"See you Holly. โ€

"Goodbye Holly. โ€

After class, Harry and Gawain greeted each other and separated. Tonight's event was a duel simulation, hosted by Professor Flitwick himself.

He was a well-known dueling champion in his youth.

Therefore, everyone is very much looking forward to it.

"Gawain, I want to go to the library to check something before the event, do you want to come along?"

Hermione grabbed her heavy monstrous backpack, gave it a slowing charm, and threw it onto her back.

"Hmm... I think I'll have to visit Hagrid first. โ€

Gawain withdrew his wand from his waist and stood up.

After Gawain's "fireball" failed that day, he wrote to Hagrid, hoping to talk about the spiders in the Forbidden Forest, but he kept it secret.

Originally, Gawain was also busy to the point of wanting to borrow the claws of the abyss, but seeing that next week, he was going to execute that "big plan".

Gawain didn't want to delay any longer.

Going out along the foyer, Gawain stepped out of the castle with ease, and touched Lady Loris who was passing by the foyer.

She's been getting fatter and fatter lately, and she always looks extra intimate when she sees Gawain, after all, it's just a mobile lunch box.

So much so that Filch glared at Gawain with envy and jealousy every time, wishing that he would quickly evaporate on the spot.

It wasn't long before Gawain arrived at Hagrid's hut.

"Hagrid!"

Gawain tapped the door a few times and waited by the door.

The wooden door was suddenly pushed open from the inside.

"Gawain, why are you here?"

Hagrid's beard was unshaven and his hair was disheveled. He scratched his head, and Gawain was sure he saw Mars.

"You know, Hagrid.

Spider things always have to be solved. โ€

Gawain hesitated, but still showed his intentions.

"Gawain, Aragog is a good boy. He won't... Give me a little more time and I'll convince him. โ€

Hagrid rubbed his hands together and said embarrassedly.

But Gawain was keenly aware of one word.

Again.

"So, Hagrid, you've already been there?"

Gawain's brow furrowed.

The centaur demanded the destruction of the spiders, and his original plan was the same, but Gawain was willing to compromise appropriately for Hagrid's sake to "eliminate the threat of spiders".

As for the centaurs...

Threats or fights.

There's always a way to get them to say yes.

"Hagrid, maybe you should take me to talk to that 'Aragog'? maybe I can make him a condition that he can't refuse?"

Gawain looked at Hagrid with a very resolute attitude.

"Things on the centaurs' side are important to me, and so is Professor Dumbledore's opinion. โ€

Everyone respected Professor Dumbledore.

This is especially true of Hagrid.

"Alas, well. โ€

Hagrid's eyes blinked like black buttons, and it took a long time for him to sigh heavily and stand up.

"Come with me and they won't hurt you. โ€

He picked up an oil lamp and walked towards the Forbidden Forest.

Following Hagrid, Gawain walked to the east of the forest where he had "agreed" with the spiders last time, but apparently the spiders remembered him.

Gawain could sense that more and more spiders were surrounding him, but he was afraid of his last performance and Hagrid, and he didn't dare to expose it.

"I hope that Aragog is a reasonable man, or elseโ€”" - Gawain took out his wand and clenched it in his hand.

However, he soon found out.

There is a fundamental deviation in his thinking.

Aragog is not human.

It's an eight-eyed spider the size of a truck, and it can even talk!

Following Hagrid, they enter a deep cavern covered in cobwebs. At the end of the cave, Gawain met Aragog.

"Hagrid, you didn't tell me you would come today.

You brought outsiders with you!"

Its massive chelates opened and closed up, and a miserable green liquid dripped down, splattering white smoke on the ground.

"Aragog, Gawain wants to talk to you. โ€

Hagrid waved to it like a parent at a career fair.

"Gawain, are you Gawain, the nosy man sent by the stupid mules, the wizard who killed many of my descendants?!"

Aragog leaned forward, eight eyes glaring at Gawain.

"If I'm not mistaken, it was you who attacked the centaurs first, and you attacked me first. โ€

Gawain held his wand and confronted Aragog.

"I'm willing to negotiate with the centaurs so that they don't come near your lair again, but you must stay here and never attack the centaurs again. โ€

"Why, after I come, the forest will be ours, and my descendants will need food!"

Aragog's big teeth rattled, rattle, and he took a step forward.

"Stop, Aragog, relax, you promised mine not to hurt humanity!"

Hagrid raised his hand and stood in the middle.

"Hagrid, he is the one who hurt my descendants first! Don't stop me, or I won't guarantee that you will be able to get out of here safely. โ€

Aragog shouted loudly, and at his call, a dozen calf-sized spiders emerged from the shadows and surrounded Hagrid.

Hagrid clenched his fists, not daring to make a rash move.

"Now, it's time for us to talk. โ€

"I promised Hagrid not to attack humans, but you're a different person. I can't wait to rip your throat open, the sweetness of the blood!"

It trembled and paced forward, waving its two huge chelicerae over and over again.

"There's no tree here to make you fly, and the flames won't help you, so why not run?"

But Gawain responded with a small yellow cloth bag, from Professor Snape's collection.

"WaddiWasi!"

A mischievous spell that Cho Chang found in Ravenclaw's small library, with the little yellow cloth pocket, flew towards Aragog.

Yellow-black powder spilled out.

In the library, Gawain checked the Eight-Eyed Spider.

These fluffy cuties may seem powerful, but they are not only afraid of their natural predators, basilisks, but also have an instinctive fear of realgar.

Quite a coincidence.

Small bags like this.

Gawain also prepared a lot.