Harry and Ron both felt a little ashamed of Hagrid's sincere warning, but their thoughts were related to their respective personalities.
Of course, let’s not talk about the things between them for now, because Maka has more important things to talk about!
At around ten o'clock that night, in the depression deep in the Forbidden Forest...
"Oh - click click click click - my babies -" Aragog's wife Mosag carefully held a small pile of egg sacs with the tips of her forelimbs and said reluctantly, "They are all my babies, but... okay Bar!"
Maka reached out to take it and held it in her hand with the same care - in fact, Acromantula's children were very small when they were born, incredibly small.
"Maka, I think you will take good care of them, right?" Mosag stared at his hand closely.
That's natural, for Maka, these little guys may really be no less than his own children - I mean, if there is any.
In short, his level of care for these egg sacs is definitely extraordinary.
"In about a month, the children will run out on their own." At this time, Aragog came forward and said.
After Maka's repeated assurances, he said goodbye to Aragog and his wife.
After all the egg sacs hatch, they will move. If Maka wants to find them again in the future, she will have to walk a long distance.
But this is not too important to Maka.
Over the next few days, he put the tiny egg sacs in a candy box and carried them around throughout the day, like a good father who cared too much about his children.
He had no time to deal with other things happening around him - except those that had to be done. For example, he must make medicine for Lu Ping on time; for another example, he must continue various research studies as usual...
For this reason, he missed going to Hogsmeade to relax, but he still didn't miss the bad news that Buckbeak had lost the lawsuit.
One day at noon, after lunch time.
"Hagrid lost the lawsuit, and Buckbeak is going to be executed..." Hermione held a letter in her hand, her lips trembling, "Maka, can you help it?"
"Buckbeak?" Maka blinked, "Oh, what happened to Hagrid's hippogriff?"
He almost ignored it.
"Hagrid - Hagrid sent me this," Hermione said, handing the letter to Maka.
The parchment paper was wet, and the ink was blurred by large teardrops, making it difficult to read in some places. I don’t know if it’s Hagrid’s tear stains or Hermione’s – maybe both!
———
Dear Hermione:
we lose. They allowed me to take it back to Hogwarts, with an execution date to be decided. Buckbeak loves London and I won't forget all the help you gave us.
Hagrid
———
Hermione seems to have cried a little too much recently, and her spirit seems to be very bad. If she continues like this, she will get sick sooner or later.
"Well..." Maka thought for a moment, then raised her head and said, "This is actually not a big deal. You have to remember: we are in the magical world now, not the Muggle world we lived in in the past."
"Wha, what do you mean?" Hermione was stunned for a moment.
"It means -" Maka spread her hands and said naturally, "hide it and don't let others find it. Isn't that the end of it?"
"Is this really possible?" Hermione asked in surprise. "I mean, can we really hide it so no one else can find it?"
"Of course, this is actually not that difficult... But, isn't there an appeal period? We haven't reached complete despair yet!" Maka comforted, "It's just that this requires some special means... "
"What method?" Hermione asked quickly.
Maka reached out and patted Hermione on the shoulder, saying meaningfully: "...you don't want to know."
To Maka, Hagrid was a very useful friend. Although he doesn't make friends because of profit, it has to be said that "profit" really occupies a big position in Maka's heart.
At least, when he didn't know the meaning of "friendship", he was still willing to put in some effort to forge a deeper friendship with Hagrid.
Both my past self and my current self believe that this will not be a wrong decision.
"So... do I need to do anything?" Hermione couldn't help but ask.
"Just do whatever you have to do," Maka said calmly, "I think if I said, 'You don't have to do anything,' you would definitely not feel at ease, right?"
"...You're right." Hermione nodded, then turned and left with full of uneasiness.
Maka took out the candy box from her pocket, opened it and looked at it a few more times, and then walked towards the stairs with satisfaction.
Perhaps because many things were squeezed together, some things that shouldn't have happened at this point in time suddenly came together in advance.
One night before the Easter holidays, there were almost no clouds in the sky, and the moonlight fell softly, illuminating the entire Hogwarts Castle with a layer of blue.
When Maka was about to make some preparations for Buckbeak, he saw a black dog on the edge of the Forbidden Forest not far from the Whomping Willow.
"I really can't calm down..." Maka scratched her hair and immediately chased after him.
However, at the moment, he couldn't reveal certain things in front of Blake, so he had to follow at a distance, barely trying not to lose him completely.
After that, he discovered an unusual truth about the matter—Black seemed to be chasing Scabbers
Chasing Banban? Now
Although due to his size, it is impossible to see whether there is a mouse from a distance. But when Maka saw the black dog making a big circle and running towards Hagrid's hut, his advantage of slow speed became apparent.
At this moment, Maka was obviously closer to Hagrid's cabin than Blake and the others.
But at this moment, a wolf howl suddenly sounded from the castle. The howl, which was mixed with pain and mania, completely broke the silent night sky.
"What?" Maka, who was running quickly towards the cabin, was suddenly stunned. He stopped and looked back at a window on the third floor of the castle.
On the lawn not far from him, Blake in Animagus form also turned his head, looking steadily at Hogwarts Castle with a pair of dark dog eyes.
Just as the two people looked at each other in shock or contemplation, a muscular figure with long hair poked out from the window where Maka was looking. In the particularly bright moonlight tonight, even though they were far apart, they could still see the figure. Every detail is illuminated.
Covered in what looks like tough and thick fur, is a strong humanoid body with bulging muscles. Just look at it. It effortlessly hangs on the outer wall with one hand on the window edge, steps on the wall tiles and goes straight to the building next to it. If you jump to the top, you will know that the power hidden in it is absolutely explosive.
Supported by pure physical strength, the figure jumped high and fell heavily, constantly leaping on the spires of the castle, and jumped straight towards Maka.
When you get a little closer, you can even see its face clearly - it is a ferocious and terrifying wolf head, and it roars from time to time, startling countless students living in the tower.
The lights in the castle gradually brightened, and things seemed to be heading out of control.
"Do I look that delicious?" Maka pulled out her wand and called back to Blake, "Go chase that rat, I'll take care of it here."
"Are you okay? Werewolves are not that easy to deal with. Don't use the knowledge in your class to trick them!" Blake said loudly.
"It's always okay to delay. You go quickly." Maka waved her hand, and then walked towards Lupine who had turned into a werewolf.
"Professor Lupin!" Maka shouted tentatively, but it obviously had no effect.
Although he didn't quite know why the Wolfsbane Potion didn't work - maybe Lu Ping forgot to drink it, or maybe there was some other mistake, who knows
He didn't have time to think about this.
In almost the blink of an eye, the opponent was already in front of Maka, and the distance between them was less than 10 feet.
Lupine, who fell into madness and bloodlust, raised his claws, and Maka could even see the cold light reflected by it under the moonlight.
"Collapse!"
A ray of crimson fire struck Lupine's hairy chest head-on at a very close distance. Sparks composed of magic power scattered in all directions due to the violent impact. Lupine shook "Tengteng" and took several steps back.
But the werewolf's magical defense is not inferior to the physical defense at all. It is even said that if the werewolf's abnormal physical self-healing ability is ignored, the magical defense may be even better.
Maka's coma spell didn't work very well.
"It's really troublesome..."
In school, various concerns made Maka dare not use more abilities to deal with the battle, and Lupine, who was the target of the battle, made him even more timid.
"Swift." He muttered silently, but his speed had to be suppressed to a level that was barely enough to avoid Lupin's claw attack, and the scene suddenly looked extremely thrilling.
Maka took out a syringe from her waist and tried to use the medicine directly to make Lupine fall asleep temporarily. But while having to worry about the werewolf's power, approaching him and injecting medicine into the werewolf's body is really a very fatal thing.
The curses struck Lupine in a furious state one after another, but instead of suppressing him, they only made him more angry. Although Maka knew in her heart that werewolves' notorious lack of endurance would quickly weaken Lupine, time waited for no one.
At this moment, Maka pointed the wand decisively at the ground...