Chapter 426

"... aragok, king of the Forbidden Forest spider, you are a competent father and a friend worthy of remembering. Although you are sleeping now, you will always exist in our hearts."

"In today's world, it is a time of vicious rage and mutual strife. Light and darkness struggle for survival and death. Innocent lives are dragged by the storm of blood, and you are one of them who fall asleep."

"Of course you have stains, omissions, and even sins, but it's not your fault. As the king of an eight eyed giant spider full of wisdom, you are still solemn in your omissions, outstanding in your stains, and final repentance in your sins."

"Although you ended your life journey of more than 50 years at this time, you can't see the end of the unnecessary evil with your own eyes. But if all this returns to calm in the near future, your solemn and unwilling face is bound to show a slightly relaxed smile..."

Behind the hunting hut near the forbidden forest, next to the not too big pumpkin field, Maka stood solemnly beside the big pit.

Next to Maka is Hagrid.

The giant half blood, who was big and thick but had a surprisingly soft heart, knelt down in front of the pit, and the tears in his eyes flowed like money, wetting his beard and front.

Behind them, Harry, Hermione and Luna clubbed quietly. Not to mention Luna, who can daze everywhere, at least the expressions of Harry and Hermione are quite complex.

At this moment, Maka's surprisingly solemn eulogy echoed on the open ground, mixed with the wind with snowflakes and floated into the distance.

"... my friend, aragok - May that day come as soon as possible! My friend, aragok - may your spirit watch your children and grandchildren in that quiet forest house!"

"My friend, aragok - those who know you will not forget your friendship! May you find comfort and rest in the sorrow of your best friend, Rupert Hagrid!"

"That's... that's great... That's really great..."

After Maka's singing came to an end, Hagrid howled "wow". He fell heavily on the edge of the pit, and his tears became more turbulent.

"Hagrid, give way -" Marca patted him on the back. "It's time to cover aragok. You'll freeze him in this cold day!"

"I don't think 'he' can feel the cold anymore," Harry muttered in a very low voice.

"Shut up!"

Hermione immediately turned her head and stared at him, but Harry found that Hermione's eyes seemed to be red.

"You --" "shut up!"

Harry opened his mouth, but Hermione blocked it back with more ferocious eyes.

Under Maka's persuasion, Hagrid finally propped up his body with his palm covered with gravel and soil, and stood back with his nose.

"... yes, you're right... Aragok will feel cold."

After he got out of the way, Maka picked up the staff and waved it. The previously excavated pile of soil immediately floated up, pressing the remains of the giant spider at the bottom of the deep pit.

After the mound was compacted and rounded, Maka gave the staff a gentle beating, and a long stone pillar rose up, and a striking runic character appeared on it.

In ancient runic, the eight eyed giant spider was used to refer to the number "8". It is obviously appropriate to engrave this character in front of aragok's tomb.

"Well," said Marka, patting Hagrid's arm again, "I don't think aragock would like to see you shed too many tears for him. Let's go back! Have a good rest. I still have some mead with three brooms, which Mrs. Rosmerta brewed the year before last -"

At Marca's beckon, Harry and he helped Hagrid, who looked sad and reluctant, into the hut.

When Hagrid "crunched" his ass into the chair, the teeth that had been frightened by aragok's body finally climbed out of the basket, walked to Hagrid as usual, and put its brain bag on Hagrid's leg.

Then Marca took out three small oak barrels from her waist and arranged them on the round table in front of Hagrid.

"Oh - how much is in your pocket?" Harry said curiously.

"Well, up to now, the traceless stretching spell has been superimposed several times," Marca shrugged as she continued to take out the cup. "I can use it now. No matter how big the space will be filled, so it will be expanded every time - otherwise the mouth of the bag can't get through the shoulder, I can let you go in for a walk."

"Take a walk?" Harry could not help but twitch at the corners of his mouth.

"Would you like some, too?" Marca suddenly took out another bottle of butter beer, looked at them and asked, "if you want, I can heat it for you."

"Well... Can't I try that too?" Harry glanced at the small barrel on the table.

"No, I don't think so -" Marca shook her head. "Those Mead are a little strong. Don't we have activities later?"

In Harry's regretful sight, Marca reached out and gently touched the wall of the wine bottle, and a trace of fire immediately swirled around it.

Not long after, he poured warm butter beer into wine glasses, and a strong and mellow butter aroma filled the cabin.

At this time, Hagrid had finished two glasses of mead with tears alone.

"Then, come on!" Maka raised her glass and shouted, "for aragok!"

"Aragok!" echoed Harry, Hermione, Luna and Hagrid.

After this slightly special funeral, everyone sat around the hunting hut warmed by the fireplace and drank to each other.

At first, Hagrid was still immersed in sadness, but after a while, drunkenness finally invaded his brain and diluted aragog's departure.

Under such circumstances, although the butter beer did not contain alcohol, Harry felt as if he was getting drunk by the gradually relaxing atmosphere.

"... when I met him, he was just an egg!" Hagrid said sadly, "how small he was when he first hatched! He was only a fingernail..."

"Oh -" Luna sipped the hot drink in the cup, and the rich foam stained her upper lip, but she did not notice it at all. "He is so lovely."

"... later, he grew up in the blink of an eye," Hagrid continued. "I hid him in a cabinet at school and couldn't squeeze him in just a few months."

"Yes!" Maka felt deeply, "the eight eyed giant spider grows really fast. It won't take long from infancy to semi maturity."

"Yes, that's right..." Hagrid shook his dizzy head and agreed. "If he hadn't grown so fast, he wouldn't have been found... But it's no wonder he, it's not his fault!"

"In fact, you can use the shrink spell, which is very effective -" Maka said casually. "If you get smaller, even if others notice, you will only be regarded as a small spider that can be seen everywhere all the time."

"Oh - you have to know, the magic spell hasn't worked so well when it comes to me," Hagrid said with drooping eyelids. "The shrinking spell is too difficult for me... Too difficult..."

"Marca, you also have that terrible big spider - Oh, I mean... Eight eyed giant spider?" Hermione looked at Marca in surprise, and Harry stared this way.

"Yes, those little guys are still in the United States to protect Sirius for me!" Marca nodded. "Oh, there are other poor children."

"What happened to Sirius?" Harry inquired. "The note he asked Hedwig to send us scared us all!"

"Hmm..." Maka thought about it, but then shook her head. "Don't worry about the things over there. Next, you should train your defense against the dark arts, and then talk about other things!"

"But --"

Of course Harry didn't like it. After all, Sirius was his godfather. At present, except for the Dursleys, he has only Sirius.

Although Sirius had no real blood relationship with him, he felt that Sirius was obviously more suitable to be his family than the Dursleys.

"No, but," Hermione tugged at him, "isn't it enough to know that Sirius is all right? We really should focus on future training first, or even if we know the most detailed situation and can't help, we can only worry in vain, can't we?"

"You have as much power as you have," Luna added absentmindedly. "Mr. Fosco once said that."

"Mr. Fosco?" Harry wondered. "Who's that?"

For Luna's sudden famous aphorism, Maka has long been used to it. But Harry and Hermione haven't been with her so long. Naturally, they will be curious about the witty words that come out of her mouth.

"... maybe 'Dexter Fosco'! One of the former principals of Hogwarts," Hermione blinked. "But did he say that? Why didn't I remember?"

"It's not Fosco of Hogwarts..." Luna said with her head tilted. "It's Fosco of Diagon lane, the owner of the ice cream shop."

"What? The ice cream shop?" Harry and Hermione looked depressed.

While both of them were speechless about the wisdom of the ice cream shop owner, Hagrid, who was lying on the table, suddenly raised his head and howled in his loud voice——

"Ice cream! Ah - ice cream! Poor little aragok can't eat - he's lax as soon as he eats it!"