Chapter 174 Welcome to Slytherin

Rogge has never learned any swordsmanship, but he has outstanding physical fitness. His extreme sword-drawing speed was accompanied by a sharp scream. Coupled with the sharpness of the big sword, the old spider would never be able to dodge.

Just as he was about to stab Aragog in the head, Aragog suddenly realized that danger was approaching. The fluff on his body felt the airflow, and Roger's figure was sketched in his mind. If you don't dodge, you will die in the opponent's hands.

Before it could figure out what to do, its body turned instinctively, trying to aim the nozzle on its abdomen at Rogge. However, it was too late. It had just twisted half of its body when cold light flashed across it like a flying star.

prick!

A thick spider leg was stabbed to pieces.

The big sword was unstoppable and immediately pierced its chest.

Turning his wrist, drawing his sword, blood splattered.

Rogge waved his sword gently in the air, removing all the spider blood stained from it. The moonlight shines on it, reflecting the dazzling silver light, which is spotless and cold.

The luster of spider poison circulates on the smooth sword blade.

Aragog fell to the ground unwillingly, howling in pain. Use your life to issue orders to the surroundings: Revenge! revenge!

Falling apart!

Rogge waved the wand with his left hand, and the magic spell hit the old spider's huge body. Aragog made an explosive tearing sound and suddenly turned into countless pieces, scattering all over the ground.

"Huh, it's so cool!" Rogge looked at the big sword and wand, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but laugh.

No wonder Gandalf wanted to be a melee mage. It can not only cast powerful magic, but also carry a sharp blade to fight in close quarters. This way of fighting is almost invincible. Warriors can't block magic, and wizards can't block sharp blades.

"Roger, be careful! They're back!" Hermione warned loudly.

The giant spiders heard Aragog's death call and ran back from the woods. They surrounded him in a dense crowd, and terrifying clicking sounds resounded in the dense forest.

"I came just in time to show you how powerful the melee mage is!" Rogge's eyes shone, and the hand holding the sword hilt trembled unconsciously. The blood in the body is boiling, and endless power surges throughout the body.

"Protect yourself!" He told Hermione, then rushed into the giant spiders, raised his sword and started killing.

A giant spider pounced and bit it, but Rogge dodged and missed it. With a swing of the sword, there was a pop, and the giant spider was cut in half.

Several giant spiders in the distance worked together to spray webs at him. Rogge looked up and waved his wand: "The flames are blazing!"

The raging fire snake rose into the sky and burned all the spider webs in the air.

They rushed forward one after another, and they rushed forward one after another. Rogge first controlled the giant spider with a magic spell, and then killed it with a sharp blade.

If multiple giant spiders attack together, Rogge will use "numerous obstacles" to set up obstacles so that they cannot move forward. Then he retreated quickly and knocked away the giant spiders around him.

Like boulders thrown from a catapult, they flew straight in the opposite direction. If you are lucky enough to fall on someone of the same species, two or three legs will be broken off to save your life. Unlucky enough, he hit the trunk of a tree with a heart-breaking cracking sound, killing him on the spot.

Rogge stabbed left and right, and Gryffindor's sword drew an icy arc in the moonlight. Wherever it passed, the giant spider screamed repeatedly, and there were broken limbs and howls.

There were fewer and fewer giant spiders surrounding them. They were either dead or seriously injured and fled, unable to fight anymore.

Hermione watched Rogge fighting under the moon from a distance, and saw him sometimes splitting giant spiders with a sharp sword, and sometimes using magic spells to take away the lives of sneak attackers. He is like a brave knight and a skilled wizard

The moonlight gave him a silvery glow, making him look particularly majestic and handsome.

"He was simply born to fight." Hermione sighed to herself.

It was completely different from the usual Rogge. His eyes now showed coldness and concentration, without any trace of the laziness and casualness of the past. He seemed to have entered another state. The sword and wand worked perfectly together, making him indestructible.

Gradually, more and more giant spiders fell. Corpses were piled on top of each other, and the smell of blood filled the air. Facing that invincible figure under the moonlight, endless fear arose in the hearts of the surviving giant spiders.

The lame ones, the broken teeth, the blind ones... They staggered and fled in all directions, not daring to stay for a moment.

"It seems the killing was a bit harsh." Rogge cleaned up the blood on his body and looked at Hermione with some distress, "I'm afraid it will be difficult to find them in the future."

Hermione heard what he said and looked up at Roger. A fierce aura hit her face, the moonlight shone on Roger's face, and Hermione's face turned red unconsciously. She lowered her head and hummed slightly.

The Forbidden Forest is vast and complex, and giant spiders used to hunt around the hollows. Now that he has killed Aragog and Mosag, and after such killings, the escaped giant spider may not come back easily. The complex and deep Forbidden Forest may not be easy to search in the future.

"Let's go back first." Rogge moved his sore arm. The melee mage was fine in everything but exhausted.

I need to find some more potions to strengthen my physical fitness, and I also need to learn some sword skills. Relying on brute force is not only a waste of energy but also unsightly.

In fact, destroying the giant spider has always been in Rogge's plan. These standless monsters kill wantonly in the Forbidden Forest all day long. More importantly, they are hostile to all wizards and will become a serious problem in the future.

If it was just an Aragog, Rogge might let it go. But Hagrid specially found a wife for the giant spider, a female spider Mosag who kept reproducing.

They live in depressions, their population grows rapidly, and their sphere of influence continues to expand. In less than fifty years, they went from two giant spiders to a powerful species with a population of tens of thousands.

Except for the centaurs, there is probably no creature in the Forbidden Forest that can resist their hunting. In addition, they have a high IQ and know how to act together, and sooner or later they will eat up the entire Forbidden Forest.

Even more dangerous, Aragog is able to control other spiders. It can spy on all kinds of information through the little spiders in the castle. For such a dangerous and all-pervasive guy, there is no way out but death.

It's a pity that the teaching aids of the Jackdaw Magic Society are hard to find. Apart from them, Rogge has not thought of any other useful magical creatures for the time being.

In the depression, the corpse of the giant spider was reduced to ashes in the fierce fire, and the aroma of burnt protein floated in the air. The fire burned from late at night until dawn, and a faint black smoke floated in the fish-belly white sky.

Hagrid realized something was wrong and quickly ran towards the depression with Yaya. By the time he arrived at the scene, the depression had turned into ruins, and not even half of the giant spider could be found.

"Aragog! Aragog!" Hagrid shouted the pet's name loudly, but did not hear any response.

The wind blew gently through the dense forest, making the leaves rustle. Hagrid roared several times in grief and anger, then knelt down to clean up the wreckage. He found a relatively complete spider leg and took it to report to Dumbledore.

Roger and Hermione separated in the Great Hall, and he rubbed his sore arm before returning to the Slytherin common room.

Malfoy was leaning on the sofa, chatting with Goyle and Crabbe. Pansy stood at the door and turned around uneasily when she saw Roger coming back.

Malfoy waved to him and continued: "It seems that the blood of the Weasley family is not that pure, otherwise they would not be attacked by the basilisk.

Ron would be better off just passing out and never hearing the annoying Weasley's voice next to Harry. "

"Roger, did you know? The Daily Prophet actually stopped attacking the school. My dad told me that the principal has caught the person who opened the secret room." Malfoy said with a hint of displeasure in his tone, "Roger, you know who it is. Is it open?"

Goyle and Crabbe looked at Rogge nervously. Crabbe was restless and even wanted to jump up. Goyle grabbed him, and two blushes appeared on Crabbe's face.

Rogge smiled and said, "I can't tell you yet. I've been busy all night and I'm almost exhausted. I'll tell you later."

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief and watched Rogge walk into the nearby passage.

"Okay, but I think he will be expelled." Malfoy nodded and chattered to Goyle and the others.

"My father asked me not to get involved, and said that the matter had been dealt with. He told me that Weasley was in a coma because of himself and deserved it. If it weren't for the headmaster, he would be dead." Malfoy said casually.

Hearing this, Goyle clenched his fists suddenly. Anger burned in his eyes, and he wanted to smash Malfoy's mouth: "You!"

Crabbe quickly grabbed Goyle and whispered: "Calm down, Harry!"

"Harry?" Malfoy leaned over curiously and looked Goyle up and down: "What's wrong with you today? It's weird."

"He has a stomachache!" Crabbe quickly found an excuse. Malfoy then looked back.

"Harry, Saint Harry?" Malfoy sneered, "Besides flying broomsticks, what other advantages does that Scarhead have?"

"You can't even meet the standards to join the Jackdaw Magical Society. Playing with an idiot like Weasley will definitely lead to no future."

Malfoy seemed to have thought of something and pouted: "Roger told me that if the school formed a Quidditch team, he would definitely consider letting Harry be the seeker!"

"I've already thought about it, and I'll be the Chaser. Maybe you two can be a substitute..." Malfoy shook his head and took back his words, "You guys are too slow to react. You can't do it at all."

Goyle and Crabbe looked at each other. When will the school form a Quidditch team? Moreover, it was still established by Roger, who disliked Quidditch the least.

Crabbe asked cautiously: "Malfoy, didn't your father tell you why Ron brought it upon himself?"

"He didn't tell me." Malfoy fell on the sofa and put his legs on the armrest. "Why do you speak so softly today?"

Crabbe quickly lowered his throat and breathed heavily on purpose: "My throat feels uncomfortable."

Malfoy didn't think much and continued: "Ron is asking for it. His father Arthur proposed a new version of the Muggle Protection Act, and the Aurors came to my house to search twice! However, they found nothing. Fortunately, our family The secret room is under the floor..."

Roger returned to the house and fell lazily on the bed. Nagini climbed up and rubbed his face.

"Why do I feel that something is wrong with Goyle and the others?" Rogge touched Nagini's head and thought to himself, it couldn't be Harry.

But Hermione had just returned to Gryffindor, and Ron was also in the school hospital. Who helped him brew the compound potion? Who is pretending to be the other two?

Rogge ran out quickly and happened to see the three of them slowly changing back to their original appearance. Goyle's forehead shows a lightning scar, and Crabbe and Pansy's hair slowly grows longer. None other than sisters Harry and Patil.

The three of them looked at each other and jumped up to run away.

"All petrified." Rogge quickly recited the magic spell, and the three of them immediately stood stiffly on the spot.

In each other's panicked eyes, they slowly returned to their original appearance.

"Oh~ isn't this Harry? And the little eagle of Ravenclaw?" Rogge walked over with a smile, and Malfoy's eyes widened in shock.

"You are welcome to visit Slytherin."

"You...you are Harry! Where are Goyle and Crabbe?" Malfoy grabbed Harry's tie and asked loudly.

"Ahem." Rogge coughed a few times and signaled Malfoy to calm down, "You go find them first, and I'll take them to see the principal."

"Hey, the magic of the academy has failed! Do you really think you can get in with Polyjuice Potion?" Rogge's words made Harry panic. He thought this was a trap deliberately set by the other party.

Malfoy gave Harry a hard look, and then angrily went to find his two followers.

"Let's go, Mr. Savior. Our brave Gryffindor and smart Ravenclaw." Rogge untied the spell on them and escorted the three of them to Dumbledore's office.

On the way, other students looked sideways. They were curious as to why Harry followed Roger so obediently.

Especially there are two girls beside Harry, the identical twin Patil sisters.

Could it be?

Suddenly some gossip spread around, and the senior smiled evilly. I secretly thought: Could it be that Harry was caught having a tryst with the Patil sisters?

"Tsk, tsk, our savior is so charming."

"No, Patil can be considered the beauty of Gryffindor."

"Awesome, awesome! I admire you, I admire you!"

Ginny's face turned pale when she heard the comments around her. She stamped her feet heavily and ran back to the dormitory crying.

Upon entering, Hagrid was holding up the burned legs of a giant spider. With rage in his eyes, he shouted to Dumbledore: "Albus, someone killed Aragog last night."

"I suspect it was Rogge who did it. He has always had problems with the big spider I raised." Hagrid saw Rogge coming in and turned to stare at him.

"You came just in time, didn't you do it?"

"Roger, what's the matter?" Dumbledore looked at him, and then at the three Harrys who bowed their heads in silence.

Dumbledore couldn't help but sigh, what happened again?

Harry lowered his head and looked at Dumbledore uneasily. They never expected that they would be caught.

"Headmaster, the Slytherin anti-intrusion spell has failed." Rogge got straight to the point and pointed at the three Harrys.

"Harry will not join your Slytherin!" Hagrid walked up to Harry and glared at Roger.

"Answer me! Did you kill Aragog?" Hagrid stretched out his fist as big as a sandbag and held the blackened spider legs and asked.

"Does it matter whether I killed it or not?" Rogge neither admitted nor denied it. He opened Hagrid's hand and stared up at him.

"Is it appropriate for a dangerous creature like a giant spider to be kept in the Forbidden Forest? Last year, you secretly raised a fire dragon. Hagrid, as a school ranger, not only did you not make the Forbidden Forest safer, but you also increased a lot of potential Danger."

"In my opinion, it's a good thing that this big spider is dead. They are not native creatures of the Forbidden Forest, so what's the pity."

"Asshole! Aragog never hurts anyone!" Hagrid was furious, his beard flying up in anger. He was 100% sure that it was the hateful Slytherin in front of him who killed Aragog.

The two men stared at each other, tense. The little bit of affection Hagrid had for him was instantly wiped out. He never thought that a wizard could be so cruel and almost wipe out the entire giant spider group. This crime is heinous!

"Okay!" Dumbledore said slowly, asking them to calm down.

"Roger, you have violated school rules and will be detained for one night. Tomorrow night, you will clean the owl loft for Mr. Filch."

"Hagrid, the notice from the Ministry of Magic has come down." Dumbledore took out the parchment and said: "The Law Enforcement Department has reviewed the case fifty years ago and you are not the murderer. From today on, your wizard status has been restored. "

"Really? Albus!" Hagrid ran over excitedly, picked up the document and confirmed it repeatedly.

His eyes were sparkling with tears of excitement, and he didn't even notice the spider legs falling to the ground.

"Hagrid, congratulations!" Harry happily congratulated his friend, "You can use the wand!"

"Yes." Hagrid wiped the corners of his eyes and carefully rolled up the document.

Harry hadn't been happy for a few minutes when he heard Dumbledore coughing. He couldn't help but think that he was caught by Rogge and also implicated the Patil sisters.

His heart couldn't help but cast a shadow. If I had known this, I would have gone to Slytherin alone.

"Roger also played a role in this matter. Thanks to him for discovering the real culprit in time."

"Him?" Hagrid muttered, reluctantly turning his head to glance at Rogge.

"You're welcome, I've always been a generous person." Rogge's humble tone made the anger in Hagrid's heart boil.

"Okay, Hagrid." Dumbledore looked at the two men pushing the bull and reminded, "Your wand was broken by the Ministry of Magic before. Now you need a new wand."

"I know, Albus." Hagrid lowered his head, feeling very complicated.

He understood that Dumbledore knew that Rogge had killed Aragog. But it was just a spider, and there was no way to hold him responsible. If he insists on pursuing it, he may be punished more severely by the Ministry of Magic.

Now the Ministry of Magic has revoked the punishment and he has resumed his status as a wizard. There is no need to pursue this matter any further.

Hagrid snorted, picked up the burnt spider legs and left. He also secretly encouraged Harry not to let the annoying Slytherin win easily.

Harry nodded knowingly. He hated Slytherin, and he hated Rogge even more. But they were caught red-handed today, and he didn't know how Dumbledore would punish them.

"Harry, did you go to Slytherin?" Dumbledore smiled, and Harry nodded silently.

"Roger, I will ask Professor Snape to check the magic of your college. Harry and Patil, Dean McGonagall and Dean Flitwick will deal with it accordingly."

"Follow the principal's arrangements." Rogge did not refute. His purpose was not to punish Harry and the others.

At most, some house points will be deducted, but Slytherin no longer cares.

Dumbledore was slightly startled, Rogge's reaction was somewhat unexpected. When he saw Rogge bringing the three Harrys to the office, he thought he would chase them.

"But Headmaster, it is not a trivial matter that Slytherin's magic has failed." Rogge told the story calmly, with a questioning tone in his tone, "If you can enter our college using Polyjuice Potion, how can the safety of the students be guaranteed?"

Hey, Rowling's alma mater, Exeter, is offering a master's degree in magic. I couldn't understand it, but I was shocked. I feel like there are more and more Shuishuos in the UK...

It's time to eat!