The man behind Hogwarts

Chapter 178 Unequal Agreement

"It's only five pints of venom. You have at least tens of thousands of Acromantulas here. Are you going to give me the venom of fifty spiders?"

William's expression darkened, and his voice was as cold as ice.

Aragog hurriedly explained: "Five pints is a lot, even if..."

Before he could finish speaking, William raised his hand to stop him: "You have two more chances."

Two chances...

Damn it! !

Damn it! ! !

The anger in Aragog's eyes almost overflowed. As the king of the Acromantula Group in the Forbidden Forest, he had never suffered such humiliation.

Even the centaurs in the Forbidden Forest can only occasionally come to make trouble and do not dare to fight to the death.

But today, in front of this little wizard, I was so humble and begging for mercy.

Rather than being humiliated, it would be better to lose everything.

The ferocious instinct suddenly became fierce, almost overwhelming reason.

Aragog's fangs quietly oozed venom as black as ink, and he opened his mouth to order an attack. Once he attacked, he would not stop fighting...

Before he could speak, he met William's deep and cold eyes.

"Aragog, either genocide or come up with an answer that satisfies me."

Aragog shuddered when he heard the words "genocide".

It took a lot of effort for me to reproduce so many children. Once I make a wrong decision, the entire tribe will be implicated by me...

The price is too heavy!

Even if William alone cannot exterminate his own tribe, he can at least inflict heavy damage;

Once the tribe is severely damaged, other forces in the Forbidden Forest will definitely not miss this opportunity, especially the centaurs, who have long hated themselves.

Ugh.

Aragog lamented in his heart: "William, all the Acromantulas here are my children, and I really can't bear to let them commit suicide."

"How about this."

"Children in the tribe die every month. I can collect their venom and give it to you."

"This is my last concession. If you still can't accept it, let's go to war."

His previous condition was that five pints of venom be delivered immediately to William.

Although there were no dead spiders for a while, he could bear the pain and kill fifty children to collect the venom.

He ordered the death of his own children.

This decision almost made Aragog feel like a knife; and fifty was the limit of what he could endure.

The Acromantula family possesses almost human intelligence, but it is only at the level of intelligence and does not have the three views, morals, etc. that humans have long established.

When Aragog was alive, he was the supreme leader of all Acromantulas and could order the Acromantulas to do anything.

When Aragog dies, the Acromantulas eat his body and choose another leader.

Even if he would end up like this, he never thought about escaping.

Because the tribe is everything to him.

"If he agreed, I wouldn't have to kill my own child."

"Every month, children die for various reasons, either from fighting within the same clan or at the hands of other enemies..."

"I just need to give him their venom. Although it's still humiliating, at least the children are saved."

Aragog thought to himself.

At the same time, all eight eyes looked at William.

"Give me some venom every month..." William asked: "Every month in the future?"

"Yes, as long as I am not dead, I can give it to you every month." Aragog said, of course, only while he was alive.

William's eyes lit up and he became slightly interested: "Then how much venom can you give me every month?"

Aragog said: "About a pint.

Don't worry, I won't deliberately reduce the amount. Maybe more or less every month, but it will never be less than twelve pints in a year. "

Twelve pints a year is at least twelve hundred galleons.

William was slightly happy when he heard this amount.

Way beyond your budget.

A quick calculation in his mind showed that according to the original historical development, Aragog could live for at least several years. As long as he did not commit suicide, he would be able to make a lot of money.

Wait, suicide?

"Aragog, you won't just make an agreement with me today and commit suicide tomorrow."

"Don't worry, I will live well." Aragog snorted, "But you must give me a device that can preserve the venom."

"Once the Acromantula dies, the venom on his body will quickly dry out and become inactive."

"I only collect it for you. If it fails because of the storage device, you can't blame me."

William nodded.

This request is quite simple. Although I don't have it myself, I can ask Snape for it.

"Okay, that's it."

“It’s served once a month, at least twelve pints a year.”

He continued: "I will bring the things to you every two days, and I will come back to collect them at the end of the month."

Since his needs were met, William agreed generously and did not want to force Aragog too much.

In fact, even if Aragog disobeys, he will not really destroy the Acromantula clan.

Not to mention Hagrid.

Even if the killer is really killed, it will have serious consequences.

The Acromantula's lair is vast. If it were to be destroyed by fire, the flames soaring into the sky would definitely alarm Hogwarts and even the Ministry of Magic.

The Forbidden Forest is more than just the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts.

It is also a centaur habitat designated by the Ministry of Magic.

Diplomacy is no small matter, and the wizarding world is not immune to these problems.

In this regard, one person and one spider reached a compensation agreement.

Signed by: William Aragog.

After the matter was settled, the corners of William's mouth raised, revealing a slight smile, which made Aragog sigh at his deep scheming.

"correct."

After walking a few steps, William turned back and said, "Aragog, since we have become friends, let me give you a gift."

Gift?

Who wants your gift.

Aragog cursed "Damn" in his heart, but still said: "Okay, I wonder what kind of gift it is?"

"Of course it's a good thing."

William walked roughly around the spider lair and found that it was indeed vast. Once such a large area was burned, it would definitely shock the entire British magical world.

After looking around, I felt that the place where I had just fought was the best.

The good thing about this place is that you can find it just after entering the tree hole, and not far ahead is where Aragog sleeps, and the surrounding space is open and there are no flammable materials.

The key is, there is nothing flammable around.

Keep your feet steady.

William held the wand and tried his best to keep his thoughts pure and his will firm.

Next he had to perform a very, very difficult spell.

Seeing him making such a big move, Aragog was a little unsure: "William, do you want to use magic? Haven't you already agreed to my request? Why are you using magic?"

William didn't answer, he was concentrating on reciting the spell.

Aragog had no choice but to order the children to stay away, lest he use another fire spell.

If it weren't for the barrier protecting him, Aragog would never be so patient.

William continued to chant the spell.

Compared with other magics, the spell of this magic is a bit long...