Who let this Dementor into Hogwarts!

Chapter 277 Guess why the Eight-Eyed Giant Spider is so obedient?

“I asked Professor Dumbledore for leave, Professor,” Cohen said quickly. “Professor Dumbledore granted my request…”

“We also asked for leave—” Harry said hesitantly.

"Besides Cohen, did Professor Dumbledore approve any of your leave requests?" Professor McGonagall said angrily. "You might run into trouble! It's dangerous outside the school—who knows how many dark wizards are roaming around, and you, Potter, do you know how many people out there want to hurt you?"

Harry and his two companions all lowered their heads.

Cohen, standing to the side, suddenly felt a sense of smugness.

"I've never encountered anything like this before—so many students skipping school in a row—"

"We won't get fired, will we..." Ron suddenly thought with a chill down his spine.

“If there is a next time, you will have to say goodbye to Hogwarts,” Professor McGonagall said coldly.

This was just a scare tactic; Professor McGonagall never actually expelled a normal student—unless the student genuinely didn't want to go to school anymore.

“That’s great…” Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

“But you will be punished,” Professor McGonagall said. “One week of confinement for each of you, and a deduction of fifty points.”

“No…” Harry said in horror, “Professor, the semester is almost over—the House Cup—”

“Fifty points, Potter, everyone,” Professor McGonagall said sternly, “and for my college—I hope you understand the seriousness of this matter, and that nothing like this ever happens again!”

Finally, Professor McGonagall let them leave, but each of the four of them received a Transfiguration notebook containing course content they had missed during their time away from school.

Because of the notes, Hermione was much more relaxed on the way back to the dormitory, but Ron and Harry didn't have it so easy.

“150 points…” Harry said painfully, “It’s over… the House Cup is gone…”

"Don't you guys think about the consequences before you go out?" Cohen said, rubbing his forehead.

“School rules are not as important as friends.” Hermione shook her head. “We learned that in first grade, didn’t we?”

“The good news is everyone’s alive,” Ron said pessimistically. “The bad news is also everyone’s alive—we have to endure the Slytherin’s taunts, 150 points…”
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Bad news is always the hardest to swallow when it first comes out, like the Gryffindor deduction incident.

For the first few days, the other students were indeed angry with Harry and his friends because of this—but soon everyone just let it go.

Because on Friday of the second week, Slytherin's score suddenly plummeted.

The reason was that three students had broken into the Forbidden Forest in the middle of the night and were caught by Hagrid.

"They probably want to see the Chimera Beast one more time."

When Cohen and his group arrived at Hagrid's cabin, Hagrid explained,
"After learning about the Chimera in the last lesson, I'm sure some students will want to see it again... but unfortunately, Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall were with me at the time, so they couldn't escape..."

"Roar..." The lion roared softly at Hagrid from his bed.

Hagrid tossed it a piece of dragon meat.

“Hagrid, you’re spoiling the lion rotten,” Cohen frowned. “Won’t it start lying on the ground expecting me to feed it from now on?”

The lion grunted and chewed on the dragon meat, as if it couldn't hear what Cohen was saying.

"Those three students are taking pictures of us," the longhorned water snake said to Harry—Harry was the only one besides Cohen who could understand it. "I guess this isn't a good thing." "They probably just want to report you," Ron suddenly said cleverly. "Chimeras are forbidden creatures."

"What are Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall doing here?" Harry asked.

"Is it also because of the Chimera?" Hermione asked worriedly. "I told you this plan was dangerous..."

“They’re here to confirm the safety of the Chimera.” Hagrid scratched his head. “Goats are much more eloquent than I am—when Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall came to ask about this, I stammered and couldn’t explain it clearly…”

"And then?" Harry asked.

“Dumbledore told me how it turned out,” Cohen said. “Pretend that the Kemera was just passing by—it just happened to run into Hagrid, and Hagrid just happened to be explaining the creature to his students—anyway, the Ministry of Magic can’t catch Kemera.”

“But at least last lesson was a success,” Hagrid said. “Everyone loved the Chimera, and I bet the Giant Spider will be just as popular—”

"No!" Ron quickly stopped him, "Chimeramon is popular simply because the fact that the goats can talk is amazing—"

“That makes it even more likely!” Hagrid exclaimed excitedly. “Guess what? Aragog can talk too!”

Ron couldn't persuade Hagrid, but Hagrid's plan was destined to fail.

Because Aragog was unwilling to attend on its own—Hagrid even planned to have Cohen try to persuade it.

“You seem to be very popular with the magical creatures,” Hagrid said hopefully. “The unicorns are doing very well with you, and maybe you can persuade Aragog to change their minds…”

“Me?” Cohen pointed to himself. “I’m afraid it will trigger a stress response…”

Now Cohen smells a lot like Hisoko (ever since Hisoko learned that Cohen could turn into a snake, he would always cling to Cohen for a while whenever he went into the box), and the giant spider's memory shouldn't be that bad—Cohen, this evil creature that almost destroyed its kind, is hardly a "popular" creature...

"Try it more!" Hagrid thought Cohen was just shy.

But the final result was quite unexpected for Cohen.

On Saturday afternoon, Hagrid took Cohen to Aragog to discuss the class...

Aragog agreed.

"Great!" Hagrid exclaimed happily.

"..."

Cohen looked at Aragog's eight blind eyes and the "fear" emanating from it.

It felt like someone was threatening an elderly person with a knife...

"..." Aragog also calmly faced Cohen, with only Hagrid's mutterings and the clicking sounds of the eight-eyed spiders using their claws filling the air.

“Then it’s settled!” Hagrid said. “Don’t worry, Aragog, young wizards these days are much more open-minded. They’re even open to chimeras—by the way, would you mind if a young wizard rode on your back?”

"Do not……"

Aragog instinctively wanted to refuse, but Cohen's scent in the air kept "reminding" it.
"no problem……"

“I knew you were popular with the magical creatures!” Hagrid patted Cohen on the back happily. “Aragok was so shy and didn’t want to see anyone before—”

(End of this chapter)