Seeing his angry appearance with a red face and a thick neck, Connor just tugged at his mouth.

Generally speaking, smart people should be silent.

But Hagrid, Connor found himself really not very good at evaluating anything.

The honest giant may really think he did nothing wrong, but his anger proves that he did stuff something strange into the Forbidden Forest.

"What is Aragog?"

Seeing Hagrid's angry face, Connor couldn't help but ask.

"Aragog is just a weak little spider, it's very old now, but the centaurs are still here to slander it!"

But these statements are clearly not credible.

Despite their haughty temperament, Connor understands that this race does not like to be unpurposeful.

Their dignity, their proud disposition, keep them from lying about such things, and that is to say......

"What? Why do you look at me like that, don't you believe me? ”

Noticing Connor's strange gaze, Hagrid huffed.

"Harry's kid mentions you a lot, I thought you were a good boy."

The half-blood giant looked puffed.

He should be very old, but he looks like a hairy child who doesn't grow up, and he almost loses his temper.

"So, what is Aragog?"

"It's an eight-eyed spider."

As there was an eerie silence among the centaur group, the centaur who had previously been known as 'Ferenze' spoke.

His silver mane and golden body are different from Bane's black body and white mane, and in the eyes of human aesthetics, Ferenze undoubtedly looks more noble and elegant.

Of course, his friendliness is more believable than that of the irascible Bane.

Just those words he said......

"Eight-eyed spider?"

Connor asked in a low voice.

"That's what you're talking about critters? Are there any predators in the Forbidden Forest? ”

"Nope."

Bane replied irritablely.

"Now that our tribe and werewolves have joined forces to contain it, the eight-eyed giant spider has not spread."

"It's a miracle that this forest hasn't been destroyed."

Connor looked back at Hagrid, and the hunting ground keeper apparently didn't know what he had done.

He stood tall and looked aggrieved and proud.

Seeing his appearance, Connor nodded at first, but finally shook his head.

"I'll go see the eight-eyed spider."

A kid made a promise to an adult centaur settlement in this way, and it seemed like a big joke.

But the horses nodded anyway.

"Then, please be sure to keep your life safe."

Ferenze responded calmly, not taking anything lightly because of his age.

"Alright, stop talking nonsense, we should go, let these wizards take care of themselves."

Armed with a rather quaint bow and arrow, the figure of the horses disappeared into the dense forest.

The moonlight still can't penetrate the shade of the trees, and the pure darkness not only provides a natural protective barrier for the creatures of the Forbidden Forest, but also adds an unspeakable gloom to the woods.

After re-inspecting his surroundings, he turned his gaze to Hagrid.

"Connor, listen to me, Aragog is really a good boy......"

"Stop, Stop, Stop......"

Seeing that Hagrid was still holding on to the eight-eyed giant spider, and seemed to want to explain something, Connor hurriedly stopped him.

"This kind of thing doesn't matter now, as a hunting ground warden, your duty should be more than just protecting the Forbidden Forest, right?"

“…… Yes. ”

At the mention of work, Hagrid's bearded face suddenly became bitter.

"These things are really bad tonight, the search of the entire Forbidden Forest is not easy, and we can't wander outside the Forbidden Forest, whether it's centaurs or other werewolves, they all live in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, and it will take a lot of effort to investigate it."

"But tonight, our focus is still on the werewolves, do you know where the werewolf colonies are in the Forbidden Forest?"

"You know, the centaurs prevented me from approaching the werewolf colony and didn't let me touch the werewolves...... These guys are like this, on the one hand, they talk about nature and fate, but they are unwilling to give a clear answer, and talking to them feels more tiring than the Hogwarts exam. ”

"Some of the tests at Hogwarts are pretty simple......"

"Really? But when I was in school, the exams were so difficult. ”

Hagrid's temper comes and goes, but so does it.

Although he was angry about Aragog's affairs before, a few random words of topic made his mind active again.

"It really looks like Harry said, you're a very good student."

"Does Harry talk about me a lot?"

"Well, he and his friends have a good sense of you, the Weasleys often say you cured his rats or something, and Harry says he wants to be as good as you."

However, this kind of statement itself is not true.

After all, it is the most simple Muqiang mentality that exists in the hearts of eleven or twelve-year-old children, even the famous savior.

"I'm actually just an ordinary student, and I have nothing to envy."

"But the average student can't be trusted by Professor Dumbledore...... To be honest, this is the first time I've ever seen him send a wizard as young as you to investigate this kind of thing, and it's pretty much the same as a casual remark. ”

"Hmm...... After all, I'm a little bit special. ”

"I see."

Hagrid laughed.

"Speaking of which, it's the first time I've seen those centaurs be so neat and tidy, and you usually have to negotiate with them for a long time, you're really good."

Hagrid didn't seem to have any scheming at all, and was basically the type to say something.

Such people cannot be described as pure carelessness, because their intuition tends to catch some key words that make them feel confused.

"Oh yes, I used to see the centaurs call you 'the darling of the forest', and there are any 'children of nature', does that mean anything?"

They may not be very good at thinking, but that doesn't stop them from asking.

And without any purpose, Hagrid was really just curious.

"It's nothing, I grew up in the forest, it's just closer to nature."

"Huh? Really? ”

"It really can't be more real."

Connor said with a smile.

"Rather than these trivial matters, you might as well tell me about the werewolf ecology in the Forbidden Forest, although Professor Dumbledore asked me to come to the Forbidden Forest to see the situation, I don't know much about these things now."

"Oh, no problem."

With Dumbledore as the day after tomorrow, Hagrid did not doubt him.

"I know this, let me tell you, although they are not as good as the centaurs, but these werewolves have lived in the Forbidden Forest for a long time, and I remember that it even has to be traced back to a king......"

"The King?"

"Yes...... But my grades in the history of magic are not good, and I have forgotten what the king's name is, and what it is...... John? ”