[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring":3,"chapter-starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-chapter-20":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Starting at Hogwarts, Logging into Elden Ring",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1496194,1944,"Chapter 20: The Doom of the Acromantula","starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-chapter-20",20,"\u003Cp>Arthur plucked the orb from the branches. Its attributes floated before his eyes:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Godrick's Strength Droplet: Grants +5 to all attributes upon consumption. Only the first two are effective per person. Born of the Erdtree, one droplet is produced every hundred years. When touched by gold, it liquefies.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The latter part made Arthur sigh in relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The orb was the size of a grown man's fist. Swallowing it whole might've cost him one resurrection charge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he pulled out a handful of Galleons and, with Transfiguration, reshaped them into a golden goblet. He dropped the droplet inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant it touched gold, the orb melted into radiant liquid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised the cup and downed it in a single gulp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warmth flooded through his limbs, filling every vein and bone. He felt his physique, magic, and spirit all strengthen—roughly half the boost of a full-grown adult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Looks like I'll need to push the Zen Garden's time dilation as quickly as possible.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One Great Rune alone had doubled the ratio. With all ten collected, he'd reap ten unique droplets each year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than he'd ever need for himself—but perfect for cultivating subordinates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd already planned for that. His main body would remain at Hogwarts, while his avatar handled delicate matters. Routine errands could then be handed off to underlings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were still hours before dawn. Instead of returning to the Lands Between, Arthur had his avatar slip silently outside the castle and head for the Forbidden Forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd just remembered—the Forest brimmed with rare flora. Moving a batch into the Zen Garden would make potion-brewing far easier in the future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the forest, herbs grew freely beneath trees and bushes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>White moss, Bubotuber pods, Moondew, Lantern flowers, Sneezewort…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, he'd purchased One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi. Without it, identifying them would've been a nightmare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur collected about a square meter of each specimen as he walked deeper and deeper into the woods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The canopy grew thick, sealing out all traces of morning light. Damp and shadowy—perfect breeding ground for venomous creatures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His instincts prickled. This was someone's lair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rustle, rustle—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaves shivered. The dense brush shook violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then they emerged: a pack of spiders, each the size of a calf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their bodies were covered in coarse black hair. Each grotesque head bore four pairs of eyes—one large, three small.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recognition hit at once. These were the spawn of Hagrid's pet—Acromantulas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spiders crept forward, eyes cold, movements deliberately slow, savoring the hunt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately for them, Arthur was no prey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't even draw his wand. Stones at his feet rose, twisted under Transfiguration into razor-sharp bolts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Incendio!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Volley!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of flaming bolts rained down, piercing skulls before the creatures could react. The front ranks collapsed instantly; only those shielded at the rear survived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The survivors panicked. Seeing half their kin slaughtered in a breath, they turned and fled toward the depths of the forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aha… looks like Hagrid is about to lose a dear friend.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grinning, Arthur collected the corpses into his system inventory and gave chase. Acromantula venom was valuable—one pint fetched a hundred Galleons. Money wasn't his problem anymore, but resources like this? One could never have too much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the heart of the lair, he found it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A spider larger than the biggest lorry he'd ever seen loomed in the cavern's shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Human! You dare slaughter my children and step into my den? I will devour you!\" bellowed Aragog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, well,\" Arthur taunted, utterly unfazed. \"Fifty years of Hagrid's care, and you never picked up a shred of human decency, did you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Silence! You will not live to regret your arrogance!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aragog reared, hurling a massive web.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur didn't dodge. Instead, his wand flashed—Quickstep. In the blink of an eye, he was atop Aragog's head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His wand transfigured into a Carian Slicer, stabbing repeatedly into its skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the old spider's resistance was formidable. The attacks barely scratched through its magic-hardened hide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Foolish human! Your tricks are useless against me!\" Aragog snarled, thrashing to throw him off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh? Let's test that theory.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dropping the spell, Arthur drove his wand—denser than steel—into one of the shallow cuts. Backed by thrice the strength of a normal man, he burrowed deeper, gouging a bowl-sized hole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aragog screeched, slamming itself against the cavern wall in desperation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Arthur was already pressing a Glintstone crystal into the wound. \"Perfect chance to test my magic grenades.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quickstep again. He vanished to a safe distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blinding blue flash filled the cavern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the light faded, Aragog's decapitated body slumped to the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bloody hell… that was even stronger than I'd hoped.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These grenades were his own invention—fusing the energy-channeling property of cracked pots into Glintstone, then overloading them with volatile mana. Once triggered, they shattered, releasing both explosive energy and razor shards—a perfect marriage of magic and shrapnel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But heavy footsteps now echoed outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn, too loud. Someone's coming.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly stored Aragog's body and dismissed his avatar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time anyone arrived, only fragments of the spider's skull and a scattering of smaller Acromantulas remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The anguished roar shook the forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hagrid stood frozen, staring at his friend's mangled remains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in Gryffindor Tower, Arthur calmly tallied the night's harvest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the distance came the faint echo of Hagrid's grief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Poor bloke,\" Arthur muttered. \"At least I left him a few little ones…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Truth was, he hadn't had the time to wipe them all out.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hopefully, Hagrid would make new friends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the haul—over two hundred herbs, all transplanted into the Zen Garden. The garden's area swelled by half. The time ratio crept up slightly, from 20:1 to 22:1. Expansion still seemed tied mainly to special plants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then there were the corpses. Sixty-odd Acromantulas, plus Aragog himself. On average, each spider yielded a pint of venom. Aragog's sac alone equaled ten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over sixty pints of common venom and ten pints of premium—preserved perfectly thanks to the system's stasis. No need to get his hands dirty extracting them himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the remains, Arthur stripped every leg, leaving the torsos to be absorbed at the roots of the Erdtree sapling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tree dissolved them into nutrients, passing them into the soil. Apparently, it deemed spider meat beneath its notice—spitting out the residue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kept his legs for another reason. In his previous life, someone had once claimed spider legs were delicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time dawn broke, Arthur was ready for breakfast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After washing up, he slipped into the Hogwarts kitchens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir! Can Cone be of service to you today?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp-eyed house-elf scurried up the moment he stepped inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tell me,\" Arthur asked, \"any of you know how to cook Oriental dishes?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A month of British fare had left his palate begging for change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, yes, sir! Meme can cook Oriental food—she lived long in the East with her former master!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Quickly, Meme! A wizard requires you!\" Cone shouted into the kitchen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the stove, another elf paused her work and came bustling forward.\u003C\u002Fp>",1165,"2026-06-06T04:19:46.103Z",1,"novelbin.me","b3f79e45ba27c47dcb66a50d23b7e5ad94af9a8b15947b4d89504b8cecc2df45","starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-chapter-21","starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-chapter-19",281,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-cover.jpg"]