The Bard of Hogwarts

Chapter 188 The Eight-Eyed Giant Spider with Wings

Chapter 188 The Eight-Eyed Giant Spider with Wings

Time passed day by day.

While some junior wizards might not notice, Ino truly felt a sense of time passing by.

The most obvious example is the pumpkins Hagrid planted behind the house. When school started, they were just pumpkin vines, but now the largest ones have grown to the size of a small car.

The pumpkins are ripe, which means Halloween is just around the corner.

Ino sat in the pumpkin patch, leaning against a giant pumpkin, stroking Yaya's head while gazing up at the azure sky.

The story has been completely changed since he became a variable.

Sirius was finally exonerated, and the sky in the third year was less gloomy and somber, with no Dementors to frighten people.

Of course, Sirius's exoneration was met with plenty of verbal sparring in the newspapers, but Fudge cleverly seized the opportunity to make a strong impression.

Most importantly, when Sirius Black was arrested, Fudge was not yet a minister, and the entire arrest and imprisonment process was handled by Barty Crouch Sr., the then Secretary of the Department of Law Enforcement.

Fudge became the hero who discovered the innocent, and the newspaper he gave to Sirius was said to be the key to the door.

With the utmost praise, Fudge not only regained his previous reputation, but even gained a reputation for fairness and integrity.

Of course, this is also largely due to Sirius's lack of rebuttal, since many people see no rebuttal as a tacit acceptance.

"Another compromise deal..."

Ino murmured as he looked up at the sky. He didn't care about Sirius; he was more concerned about Peter.

He died suddenly the day after being imprisoned in Azkaban, without a single injury on his body, and even showed a strangely relieved smile when he died.

Anyone with eyes could see who was responsible for this death, but strangely, no one stepped forward to expose it. After all, offending a potions master for a dead person was something no one with a modicum of sense would do.

Without Peter, there will be no Cedric's tragedy next year, and Voldemort will not be resurrected in the Goblet of Fire story.

This is a good thing; although the potential dangers haven't disappeared, it has given Harry time to grow.

Similarly, Ino also plans to visit Sirius during the Christmas holidays this year and take care of the Horcruxes at Gaunt's old house, which can be considered as clearing the way for Dumbledore in advance.

With the former principal in charge, things are unlikely to get chaotic for the next few decades.

Most importantly, as his studies deepened over this period, he became increasingly eager to see the legendary Deathly Hallows – the Resurrection Stone.

It wasn't held in the hand to look at, but placed under the oil lamp to look at.

As for the curse of dark magic on the resurrection stone, Fide hasn't eaten for a long time.

"Woof!" A short bark from Ya Ya pulled Ino's thoughts back to the present moment.

Turning around, I saw Hagrid outside the cabin, walking towards me with a beaming smile.

"Ino, come and see! I've successfully bred a new variety."

"A new variety?" Ino became interested upon hearing this. After two whole months, they had finally seen some results.

"Yes!" Hagrid's tone was full of pride. "After hybridization with the imp, a giant eight-eyed spider with wings but unable to fly was created."

It has wings but can't fly, so is it meant to be used as decoration?

In an instant, his earlier anticipation had diminished by more than half, but in order not to dampen Hagrid's enthusiasm, he could only approvingly say:

"This is truly amazing! If everything goes smoothly, Hagrid, your name will be in newspapers all over the world."

This is no lie. If new magical creatures are created through hybridization, Hagrid's name will surely be recorded in history, especially for a species like the eight-eyed giant spider, which has extremely high economic value.

"Hehe, I didn't think too much about it, I just like this kind of work!" Hagrid chuckled, scratching his messy hair as if he were a child who had just been praised and was a little uncomfortable.

"If you like it, that's good. All achievements stem from the initial liking." Ino stood up and walked towards the cabin. He was also curious about what the effects of this flightless spider were.

The two walked one after the other, while Ya Ya faithfully squatted outside the hut to stand guard.

……

Inside the seamless extension box.

Inside a fence enclosed by tree branches, Ino saw the legendary winged spiders, each about the size of a palm, with a pair of strange, bat-like wings growing from their backs.

"Is it just an ornament?" Ino used her wand to fiddle with the disproportionately small wings on the spider's back.

"Not entirely, their wings can move!" Hagrid said somewhat embarrassedly.

"Even if they're just decorations, it's okay. They're still small now, so you can't see anything different about them yet. Once they're a bit older, you should be able to see the difference."

Ino looked at Hagrid with relief, after all, he was a hybrid product, so naturally it wouldn't just be a change in size.

Venom and spider silk are important things that can't be seen in a young child. Even if nothing changes, as long as the temperament is good and the appearance is beautiful, it can still be kept as an alternative pet; in short, it has value.

As Ino explained, Hagrid gradually regained his confidence, especially after hearing that the giant spider could be a legal pet; his beetle-like dark eyes shone with an unprecedented light.

It seems that the concept of "legal pets" has become an obsession for Hagrid.

After carefully examining the new species of giant eight-eyed spider, the two left the suitcase.

……

Inside the cabin, Hagrid lit the fireplace, placed an aluminum kettle on it, and then poured in two handfuls of black tea.

After doing all this, he slowly walked over carrying two plates of rock-skin cakes that looked very rough.

"I know you might not like this kind of food, but this is all I have to offer," Hagrid said apologetically.

Nobody's stupid. The way he brings things out and takes them back each time already says a lot.

"It's alright, the gesture is enough." Ino chuckled as she looked at the rock-skin cake on the table.

"Hagrid, seriously! You can take a break for now. Wait until those little guys grow a bit more, and if things don't go well, then start the next experiment."

"I know!" Hagrid nodded, then added somewhat helplessly, "Sometimes I can't control myself either, I'm always thinking about getting something done as soon as possible."

"It's nothing, I'm the same!" Ino said with deep agreement.

Recently, he has also been busy studying ancient runes. He has copied about ten letters into his snake-skin notebook, or rather, he has made about ten alchemical amulets.

Just as the two were chatting, the barking of Ya Ya's dog came from outside the door again.

Hagrid quickly stood up and hid the suitcase under the bed before casually walking to the door.

"Hagrid! We've come to see you!"

A familiar voice sounded from outside the door, and as Hagrid opened the door, a head of fiery red hair came into view.

Xiao Di's sharing today: Crup the Swallowtail Dog

British Magic Classification Level: xxx

Origin and distribution: The Swallowtail is a breed of dog bred by wizards and originated in southeast England.

Physical characteristics: Swallowtails look very similar to Jack Russell Terriers, except that their tails are forked. Owners of Swallowtails are legally obligated to have their distinctive tails surgically removed when the dog is 6-8 weeks old to prevent them from attracting the attention of Muggles.

Habits: Swallowtails are loyal to wizards and can be vicious to Muggles.

Abilities and Roles: Swallowtails are amazing scavengers. They eat anything they come across, from goblins to old tires; they can eat almost anything.

(End of this chapter)

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