A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Felix hesitated for a moment, then turned back and asked the eight-eyed giant spider Gok: "If you are asked to manage this eight-eyed giant spider colony, can you do it, Gok?"

He felt the big spider next to him tremble, and Big Claw couldn't help but squeeze the goblet even more.

Felix hurriedly touched it with his wand, and Gork limped uncontrollably, and the goblet fell from its claws and floated in front of him. Felix glanced inside and said uncertainly, "It should be fine..."

Aragog said angrily: "Wizard, what do you want to do!"

But no one paid attention to it, Felix was waiting for Gork's answer, the time seemed to be stretched, and finally, Gork answered him, "I think, I can do it." It knew that it was in this wizard's Pirate ship.

Felix smiled with satisfaction: "You will restrain your clan, won't you?"

Gork said heavily: "Yes!"

Aragog was outraged, and it shook its claws, "Go, kill that wizard, kill that traitor."

The eight-eyed giant spiders behind it approached quickly, and a few jumped up, but Gok did nothing, and it knew that the wizard would solve all troubles.

Everything reappears as the scene, Felix Stowe is a violently rotating spherical vortex, surrounded by hundreds of blue magic lines. Under the terrifying suction, these big spiders were dragged close without any room for resistance, shrinking to the size of a fingernail.

Felix stared at the dozens of eight-eyed giant spiders in the vortex, and said with admiration: "Every time I see it, it makes people feel the magic of magic."

"Me too," Gork said gloomily.

There was no eight-eyed giant spider larger than a pumpkin on the concave ground. From the perspective of a bystander, Gok could see it more clearly, and he was so helpless at the beginning.

Felix waved his wand and let the shrunken spiders in the whirlpool float in the air, along with those in the goblet, which were densely packed, struggling violently. "Tell me, Gork, what's holding you back?"

Gog looked at the giant eight-eyed spiders floating in the air, and hesitantly pointed out a few. "They have eaten people. They are not students of Hogwarts, Muggles and wizards who have entered the Forbidden Forest by mistake, and a werewolf."

Felix nodded, sticking out a few small forest-white flames from his fingertips, burning them to ashes in the blink of an eye.

"Any more?"

Gork said tremblingly, "Except, except for Aragog... there is no more."

"Very well," Felix said, as he put Aragog in a glass jar, and the rest of the eight-eyed spiders were thrown back to their original shape by him.

His surroundings suddenly became crowded, and these big spiders were stacked on top of each other, like a ring-shaped high wall.

"Gok, I won't delay your recovery of the colony. I'll congratulate you on becoming the new king another day." Felix was about to leave.

"Mr. Hai, Haip," Gork asked, "Aragog... what are you going to do with it?"

Felix said calmly: "It's old and sick. I'll take it to Hagrid, let Hagrid take care of it, and maybe live a few more years."

Felix stuffed the glass bottle, along with the new prisoner inside, into his pocket, took out his broomstick from the ring, and soared into the sky.

...

In the evening, Harry, Ron and Hermione knocked on Hagrid's door.

Hagrid first glanced at them suspiciously, then looked at the sky outside, muttering, "It's not too late, come in." He stepped aside.

Harry was covered in dirt and had a broomstick in his hand—he had just finished training and was so tired that he sat on the mat and didn't want to move.

Ron kept searching, and soon found the three-headed dog Lou Wei under the small table. He stepped forward, dragged it out, and held it in his arms: "Professor Hepp came here? When we came last time, Lou Wei was as big as a tooth."

"Yeah," said Hagrid, feeling a little down.

"Hagrid, what happened?" Hermione asked.

"Is it so obvious?" Hagrid pointed in Ron's direction and said, "It's Aragog..." Ron then saw a fist-sized spider lying on the dirty mat.

Ron screamed and stepped back. He was most afraid of this thing, especially because it seemed to be an old spider, with half black and half gray fur, and gray eyes, which looked very scary.

Harry was not very afraid, he said doubtfully: "The name Aragog, you seem to have said..."

Hermione reminded him, "That's the name of a giant eight-eyed spider that Hagrid kept fifty years ago, and that's why he was mistaken for opening the Slytherin Chamber."

Harry suddenly realized, and then he had a new question: "But the eight-eyed spiders in the picture are very big... Oh, I thought, it was made by Professor Hepp, just like Lou Wei?"

"That's right," Hagrid grumbled. "Felix came over this morning and said something to me, and I didn't expect Aragog to be... Forget it, it's old anyway."

He stopped at a crucial point, which made all three of Harry's hearts itch. But Hagrid didn't want to say it, and there was nothing they could do.

Hermione couldn't help but say, "Hagrid, I read from the book that the venom of the eight-eyed spider is highly poisonous."

Hagrid waved his hand, "It's too old to produce venom, and it's blind, so it can't hunt in nature at all. That is, the eight-eyed giant spiders in the Forbidden Forest are its descendants, otherwise... Well, I keep it so I don't have to worry about it being eaten by other spiders."

The three of them took turns hugging the three-headed dog, and Lu Wei resigned and did not struggle, and the three heads scrambled for the rock skin cake in Ron's hand. Ron seemed to be very enthusiastic about the activity, and was delighted to deliver rock pies into his three mouths.

"Don't feed too much!" Hagrid growled. "It's going to be indigestion."

...

The three of Harry didn't stay too long, and they promised Professor McGonagall that they must return to the castle before dark.

In the common room, Harry and Ron were doing their homework, but they seemed distracted. Harry sighed and dug out a piece of parchment and a notebook from his bag, constantly checking the contents.

Ron leaned over and glanced at it, and immediately pushed the homework in front of him aside, "Are you finishing the thesis assigned to you by Professor Haipu?"

Harry said, "Yeah, it's about the dueling system, I'm bragging about it."

"Is there any difficulty? Your Disarming Charm is already very good."

"No, I can't just rely on a Disarming Charm, if Hermione is there... Hermione? Why didn't you go to Professor Hepp's office today?" Harry looked at the little witch across from him suspiciously.

Hermione raised her head in a panic. "What? Oh, I don't have to go today."

Ron laughed at her and said, "You don't forget, do you? It always feels like something is wrong with you lately. It's confusing, the foreword doesn't make sense..."

"Then you're wrong," Hermione said, straightening her body, and she glanced proudly at Ron, "I'm doing the third-grade ancient rune test, if that doesn't seem right to you."

Ron stammered immediately: "Third and third grade exam questions, Hermione, shouldn't this be..."

"Yeah, you'll see it next week," she said sternly.

Next, Harry watched with interest Ron constantly touting Hermione, hoping to see the contents of the paper in advance, "Just a little, Hermione, even if you give a little hint..."