The Pacifist Necromancer of Hogwarts

Behind the unicorn, the Acromantula quietly appeared. They silently surrounded the edge of the forest clearing, all eight eyes staring at the crying Hagrid.

The tall unicorn slowly lowered its head, pointing its smooth horn at the numerous spiders in warning. In the silent confrontation, the blind Aragog separated his children and grandchildren and said loudly: We mean no harm. My children told me that Hagrid was crying bitterly, and I could no longer see the road...

The small elephant-like Acromantula stood uncompromisingly in the dense forest illuminated by the silver-white fur of the unicorn. The unicorn kept its head lowered and slowly backed away, making way for the Acromantula to lead to Hagrid. Anthony looked up at the giant spider approaching, lifted Hagrid up, and handed it to Aragog's extended furry legs.

Ah... Aragog... Hagrid cried like thunder, What kind of beast did it... exactly?

Aragog quietly supported Hagrid, his eight white-covered eyes looking straight at the sky. The Acromantulas behind it and in the woods no longer moved their large claws like Anthony was accustomed to, or talked about a simple question, but just watched quietly. Faced with such a rare murder, their curiosity or fear was obviously not enough.

In this unusual silence, Anthony casually approached a young Acromantula - they all looked about the same in his eyes - and asked in a low voice: The ninety-seventh grandson of Aragog Where?

The... ninety-seventh... grandson? the Acromantula repeated clickingly, seemingly unable to understand this concept.

The ninety-seventh grandson. The Acromantulas said one after another, Humans are looking for the ninety-seventh grandson.

An Acromantula whispered: I'm here. It ignored the unicorn staring at them and walked over as calmly as Aragog, Don't you recognize me, Hagrid's friend? ?”

Anthony turned his head and took a closer look with the light of the unicorn: Ah, I discovered that you have a white ring and two red rings on your legs, which are different from other spiders. I can tell them apart next time we meet. Out.

The spider raised its front legs, looked closer at one eye, and then asked, What do you want from me, Hagrid's friend?

You guys actually know who hurt the unicorns, right? Anthony asked, seeing the ears of several unicorns quietly turning in their direction from the corner of his eye.

The ninety-seventh grandson said, Of course not.

You don't know what hurt the unicorn, or can't you tell me? Anthony asked in a low voice, In other words, I'm asking if there was a bastard Acromantula who killed the unicorn, or if it was another one that you dare not The monster that says its name is like you dare not mention the basilisk... As soon as he said this word, he saw the Acromantula beside him all in a retreat posture, even the ninetieth The seven grandchildren all stepped out with one leg behind them, I'm sorry. But if it's the latter, then you have a lot to be afraid of.

The ninety-seventh grandson said: We really don't...

The Acromantula next to Anthony swung its large claws angrily and said, Are you questioning our moral character or our courage, humans?

Anthony immediately said: I didn't mean it. He didn't even know that Acromantulas had these things, but you are really so calm that it's puzzling.

We are calm because unicorns have nothing to do with us. said the ninety-seventh grandson.

Because the thing that kills unicorns has nothing to do with us. The Acromantula who answered the conversation before was still angry and said firmly.

Anthony looked at the eight eyes of his ninety-seventh grandson and couldn't help but begin to imagine what a spectacular sight it would be if it rolled its eyes one by one. However, the ninety-seventh grandson just exhaled at the stupidity of his relative, making the white fluff on his jaw and lower lip flutter and tremble. This was the closest thing Anthony had ever seen to a sigh.

So you do know what kills the unicorn, Anthony said.

The Acromantula chattered for a while, but still insisted: We don't know.

It's hard for people to see Acromantula's emotions, but Anthony bets that he is right: Even if you don't trust me, why don't you tell Hagrid?

The unicorn looked at the Acromantulas sadly. On the other side, Hagrid was still talking to Aragog, unaware of the small commotion caused by Anthony in the woods.

It's something that doesn't belong in the Forbidden Forest. Acromantula finally said, It's a human being.

The ninety-seventh grandson said: We don't know more, but Aragog said that since it has nothing to do with Hagrid, we will not interfere with things between humans.

Humans! behind Anthony, a voice said in disgust, Humans again, always human!

Anthony turned around and saw a centaur with black hair and body standing in the woods, with a bow on his back and his hooves digging at the ground. He said loudly: What are you looking at, wizard? Aren't you aware yet? Our woods are not Welcome!

The unicorns beside him also looked at him suspiciously, only the Acromantula still looked indifferent.

He is Hagrid's friend, said Aragog's ninety-seventh grandson.

Hagrid is also one of them. The black centaur said disdainfully, Spiders, your leader likes humans too much. Hagrid just gained our friendship, which does not mean that his friends can also gain the same Courtesy. Especially... He looked at Anthony and narrowed his eyes, Wait, I recognize you, the human who polluted the star track.

What do you mean? Anthony asked doubtfully.

The ninety-seventh grandson swung his claws uneasily and said, Hagrid's friend, he is very powerful.

Powerful! the centaur with disheveled black hair roared, and he raised his bow in warning. You'd better get out, wizard, and don't try to provoke us with your arrogance. Unlike Firenze, that coward, I don't welcome - —”

Bain! What are you doing! Several centaurs suddenly rushed out of the woods. Firenze's smooth white horse body slammed into the side of the black centaur, knocking him staggering.

The centaur known as Bain stood up angrily and angrily kicked the tree trunk next to him with his front hooves: What do you think you are doing!

What do you think you are doing? Anthony asked, adding an armor to protect Aragog's ninety-seventh grandson beside him. When Bain raised his bow and arrow, most of the Acromantulas had left, and only this giant spider still stayed with Anthony.

The centaur named Ronan, whom Anthony had met once, said sadly: We are here to witness the funeral of the unicorn, Baine. We are not here to cause conflict.

Bain said angrily: Look at this wizard clearly. Do you think he should appear on this occasion?

Firenze said he corresponded to that star. Ronan said slowly. Firenze nodded solemnly to Anthony and looked up at the sky above the clearing. Anthony looked up after him and could only see clouds covering the sky.