Chapter 143: The Decision to Hunt

Firenze stared blankly at this clean and efficient slaughter, only coming to his senses after a long while...

"The war weapons your wizards have researched are truly terrifying; this thing is far more effective than a wand in close combat," Firenze sighed.

Allen did not respond to Firenze. The Blade Leopard was designed from head to toe for combat; although it was not yet perfect, the lethality and mobility it displayed just now were enough to amaze anyone.

However, what interested Allen most right now was the metallic material of the Blade Leopard. It had not been very obvious before, but today it had actually absorbed the spider's venom. He examined the armor on the Blade Leopard closely and vaguely felt that a trace of green seemed to have appeared on it...

This made him even more interested in the origin of this metal.

"Wizards have always been progressing; the emergence of these results is nothing surprising," Allen said calmly.

Firenze suddenly lost interest in continuing the conversation.

Allen quickly cleaned up the battlefield and then prepared to return to Hogwarts; after all, it had grown completely dark, and he feared that upon waking, Hagrid would worry about him and Fang.

As he bid farewell to Firenze, he thought again of the Weasleys' flying car...

"Do you know about that car wandering in the Forbidden Forest?" Allen asked Firenze for information.

"Of course! A few months ago it suddenly appeared in the Forbidden Forest and has been wandering constantly ever since. However, it does not harm the creatures in the Forbidden Forest, and it runs fast, so it has coexisted peacefully with the creatures there. Is that also one of your wizards' research achievements?" Firenze held nothing back.

Allen nodded, then shook his head and said, "I'm not sure either, but that car always gives me the feeling that it is a child..."

Firenze expressed his agreement with this.

Then the two bid farewell to each other, and Allen politely declined Firenze's offer to escort him to the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

He continued riding Fang along the ruts back, leaving many marks on the way back.

He valued this newly discovered source of income highly and decided to come several more times while the spiders were hibernating in winter.

First, for the ecological balance of the Forbidden Forest;

Second, to eliminate the ugly things in the world and spread love and beauty;

Third, to help Ron find his family's car; perhaps if Mr. Weasley was happy enough, he would tell him the secrets of magical intelligence;

Fourth, to optimize the Blade Leopard. This shapeshifting beast born for combat must discover problems and optimize them through combat, constantly making adjustments, to reach a most perfect state;

Fifth, to collect some magical materials to fund the magical education journey of poor orphans.

Allen felt that the first three were the most important, while the last two were bonuses, secondary matters.

Allen quickly returned to the edge of the Forbidden Forest along the ruts, dispelled the transfiguration spells on the two Blade Leopards, and watched them turn back into tree trunks...

Then he and Fang returned to Hagrid's hut.

By this time, Hagrid's drunkenness had worn off a bit. Allen quickly found Hagrid's large cup, put a lot of tea leaves into it, and then cast a 105-degree Qing Quan Zhou on the cup...

A cup of strong tea was brewed this way.

Allen struggled to make Hagrid drink some of the strong tea...

"Allen, is it you?" Hagrid, slightly more sober, looked at Allen with hazy eyes.

"Yes, you rest well! I have already taken Fang to patrol the Forbidden Forest," Allen said.

"Allen, you really think of everything..." Hagrid mumbled.

Seeing Hagrid in this state, Allen suddenly wanted to ask him some questions.

He did not want to know why Hagrid had drunk so much alcohol today.

He wanted to ask Hagrid about the giant spiders in the Forbidden Forest basin; after all, he could not just listen to Firenze's one-sided account!

"Hagrid, Hagrid!" Allen shook Hagrid. "Do you know the giant spiders in the Forbidden Forest? The kind with eight eyes and eight legs."

"Of course I do!" Hagrid kept his head down, his voice muffled.

"Those are all the descendants of Aragog and his wife. Aragog was my friend..."

Hearing this, Allen was startled in his heart; he had not expected to hear such a secret.

"Today I saw the centaurs hunting the hibernating giant spiders..." Allen said hesitantly.

"I do not allow anyone to harm Aragog's descendants!" Hagrid suddenly shouted loudly.

Allen was startled in his heart; could his newly found source of income be ruined?

"But the centaurs are also right. Aragog's descendants reproduce too well; if we do not control them, they will eat all the animals in the Forbidden Forest..." Hagrid's voice grew quieter and quieter.

"As long as I don't see it..." After saying this, Hagrid fell into a deep sleep.

Hagrid's words made Allen breathe a sigh of relief.

He quickly covered Hagrid with a blanket and helped Hagrid adjust his sleeping position.

Then he quietly left Hagrid's hut and walked towards Hogwarts Castle.

By the time Allen returned to his dormitory, it was past midnight. He pulled back his own canopy, lay on his bed; these few hours of patrol made him feel very exhausted.

However, he discovered something very strange—his bed actually felt somewhat warm.

Could someone have just lain on his bed for a while? Allen thought, puzzled.

He looked at the other four four-poster beds in the dormitory; each bed had its canopy tightly drawn, and within the canopies rose their steady breathing sounds.

Allen shook his head; he felt this was his illusion. At this moment, a wave of drowsiness surged up; he burrowed into the quilt and fell asleep in no time...

Early the next morning, Allen sent a letter to Mr. Newt Scamander, attaching a spider's fang with it.

The letter described his experiences in the Forbidden Forest and inquired about knowledge regarding these spiders.

The very next day, Allen received a reply from Mr. Scamander. The letter read as follows:

Mr. Finis:

I am very pleased to receive your letter. Through your description and the fang sent with it, I believe this is the notorious Acromantula.

The Acromantula is a cruel and dangerous carnivorous spider; they can lay one hundred white eggs at a time, each as large as a beach ball and soft. The incubation time for these eggs is six to eight weeks.

Therefore, Acromantula eggs are Class A Restricted Trade Items, because they have few natural predators, reproduce very easily, and can become an invasive species in a place...

The danger of the Acromantula mainly comes from their enormous size, deadly venom, and gregarious habits. When you see one Acromantula, there is often a whole swarm of Acromantulas around. Only when the Acromantulas enter hibernation in winter does their danger level decrease...

The venom of the Acromantula is very precious; a pint costs as much as 100 Galleons. Since obtaining venom from a living Acromantula is almost impossible, the venom is usually obtained from freshly deceased Acromantulas.

I have heard that Acromantulas have been discovered in the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts.

Furthermore, I am very interested in your previous transformation of dragon scales; if possible, please describe in detail your feelings at that time. If you have any photographs, please send one to me. Thank you very much.

Your faithful Newt Scamander.

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