Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

Hagrid said, but his eyes were already flickering.

obviously.

Even though he didn't like to think, he could see that the current situation seemed to be just as Harry and Hermione said.

"What's wrong with Ron? Maybe you should go inside. It's too cold outside."

He clumsily tried to change the subject by mentioning a certain unconscious Weasley, but...

"you are right."

Ryan took over the conversation and looked at the half-blood giant in front of him: "We should go to the house and have a good talk about this!"

About the trolls, about the acromantula...he really had a lot of questions he wanted to ask.

So soon, Hagrid returned to his hut with four little wizards and a cat.

He saw the bite marks on the cabin caused by the giant eight-eyed spider, which made Hagrid's expression full of fear, anger and sadness, and he even forgot to prepare tea and rock cakes for Ryan and others.

Of course, Harry and Hermione just felt relieved.

"If I understand correctly, you mean—you recognize these Acromantulas, or...are they raised by you?"

After taking a seat in the cabin, Ryan spoke.

His voice was rarely cold and questioning when he was talking to his friend. "In Hogwarts? Where the young wizards learn magic?"

He swore that if this happened a thousand years ago, Hagrid would definitely be beaten up by the Big Four and then kicked out of school!

"Oh."

At this moment, Hagrid also felt as if he was facing not a little wizard, but Headmaster Dumbledore.

"They are not... I just raised Aragog, and he bred these offspring. It was his instinct... Dumbledore knew about them too."

"Dumbledore knew?"

Ryan was stunned and thought that perhaps one more person should be added to the group to be hung up and beaten.

But Ryan hesitated for a long time, and finally did not say the disrespectful words to the old man - even though in terms of seniority, he was Dumbledore's senior.

"..."

Hagrid felt a little guilty.

The Acromantulas in the Forbidden Forest were multiplying so rapidly that he doubted Dumbledore knew it.

But he still explained: "Lion, this may be a misunderstanding... Aragog promised me that it would limit its offspring. Although it is very old and all eight eyes are blind, its prestige still exists..."

"The facts are before you, Hagrid."

Ryan simply pointed to the empty spaces within the cabin. “It turns out you don’t have the ability to control them—they’ve become pawns of the conspiracy.”

"Conspiracy? Minions?"

Hagrid was a little confused: "Lian, what are you talking about?"

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became: "No, why are you here? Harry and Hermione too...you are on a night out!"

Only then did he realize that these little wizards in front of him shouldn't be here at all.

"It does not matter!"

Ryan waved his hand, then motioned for Harry to tell him what happened today.

"Don't forget what you're going to ask."

Ryan reminded.

Harry naturally followed suit.

He told Hagrid everything that had happened tonight - including that he had come to ask Hagrid whether the thing behind the trapdoor was the Philosopher's Stone, and about the appearance of the Acromantulas and the fact that they were affected by the Berserker Curse.

Of course, Harry wisely skipped the part about how Ryan defeated the Acromantula, as he had promised Ryan not to tell anyone.

“Oh my god…”

The more Hagrid listened, the more surprised he became. When Harry finished speaking, the half-blood giant's face turned pale.

"The Philosopher's Stone... Dumbledore told me someone might steal it, and he even lent me Fluffy, but I didn't expect—Merlin!"

He was so scared that he almost cried: "Thank goodness you're okay! Harry, thank goodness you're okay, otherwise how could I face James and Lily... That rat hiding in the dark, how dare he do such a thing!"

His words clearly contained a lot of information.

At least Ryan got a lot of information from it.

For example, the thing behind the trapdoor is indeed the Philosopher's Stone.

For example, Dumbledore did know that someone would steal it.

For example, Lou Williams - if Ryan guessed correctly, that should be the name of the three-headed dog!

After hearing about what happened tonight, the frightened Hagrid obviously made up his mind.

"I will go to Dumbledore and explain the situation."

He said painfully.

"I only ask it to keep Aragog and drive away only its offspring... Aragog is too old. If it weren't for me, he would be eaten by his own kind..."

He obviously had a deep bond with the giant eight-eyed spider named 'Aragog', but he still made this choice.

This slightly reduced Ryan's anger towards Hagrid.

Although this half-giant is somewhat confused and sentimental, and has made obvious mistakes in handling some things, at least his nature is indeed firm and kind.

As for the matter of raising acromantula, Ryan didn't care much about it - dark creatures were not completely without loyalty, Slytherin had even raised basilisks.

"In fact, I don't think it has many offspring left."

Hercules commented sharply, "Those big spiders are probably almost all dead tonight."

"Okay, stop it, Hermione."

Harry whispered, thinking Hagrid was sad enough as it was.

However, he did not show any mercy even though he almost died in the spider's belly tonight.

Especially when he thought about the three-headed dog he had seen during his night walk, which was also raised by Hagrid, Harry couldn't help but ask, "Hagrid, you shouldn't be raising any other dangerous animals, right?"

After these words were spoken, even Ryan couldn't help but look at Hagrid with doubt.

"Oh, Harry! Of course, of course not!"

"Fluwill and Aragog, that's all," Hagrid said.

But at this moment...

"Meow!"

Friday, the white cat who had been staying at Ryan's feet since entering the house and occasionally looking at Yaya, suddenly meowed.

The white cat leaped lightly and landed on the edge of the fireplace.

The flames were right next to it, but it didn't seem to be afraid.

"Oh, be careful!"

Hermione screamed and Harry's eyes widened.

But only Ryan looked at the white cat with some doubts - after previous contact, he was sure that this white cat he picked up from the Forbidden Forest should have the bloodline of magical animals and it was very smart.

So Ryan stood up and walked towards the fireplace.

He noticed Hagrid's nervous expression.

And after actually walking to the fireplace, Ryan frowned.

He smelled alcohol on the hearth rug.

"Firewhiskey?"

Ryan looked at Hagrid suspiciously, but he didn't even have time to speak.

next moment...

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Along with the crisp sound, the flames in the fireplace rose fiercely.

The next moment, a pair of wing membranes still covered in mucus emerged from the flames and pushed a few pieces of firewood away.

Only then did Ryan see what was hidden under the firewood in the fireplace.

That's an egg.

At this time, the egg had been broken open and a small creature was crawling out of the egg.

Although immature, the scales are already visible; although small, the claws and horns are clearly visible.

It was a fire dragon—a Norwegian Spinosaurus, to be exact.

"..."

Then, the three people in the room looked at Hagrid.

Ryan took a deep breath.

Three-headed dog, acromantula, and now a fire dragon...

Is this still Hogwarts?

"Hagrid..."

He suddenly felt that the 5X level ranking distribution might not be enough. At least creatures like hybrid giants should be ranked in the 6X level category.

"We are waiting for your explanation."

Moonlight illuminated Hagrid's hut.

The night was surprisingly long.

Chapter 66 A conspiracy in the dark, a long night!