Chapter 109 Don’t be afraid of misfortune, because there will always be someone worse off than you

"No, we can't escape the pursuit of the spiders! If this continues, we will all be wiped out!"

"Damn it!"

Bain looked around the battlefield.

The Acromantulas are relying on their numerical advantage to resist harm to each other. Whenever a giant spider is hit by an arrow, another intact one will take its place to ensure that its companions will not die due to too many arrows.

And in the chaotic battlefield, it is too difficult to kill with one blow.

The spiders came one after another, leaving the centaurs no chance to distance themselves.

Bain somewhat regretted his previous recklessness. If he had followed Ronan's advice, his companions would not have been in such danger.

"You guys go away quickly, I'll cut off the queen!"

Bain suddenly turned around and rushed towards the direction of the Acromantula. He is the leader of the patrol, he cannot allow others to pay for his mistakes!

"No! Bain! Come back quickly!"

The centaurs couldn't help but exclaimed. Although Bain has a hot temper, he often refuses to listen to dissuasion. But since he can still hold the position of patrol leader to this day, it proves that Bain's reputation among the centaurs is still very high.

Seeing Bain rushing towards the Acromantula without hesitation, the other centaurs involuntarily slowed down, and some even started to turn around, wanting to rush over and fight alongside Bain.

Horse people are never afraid of death. The heroic dead will be favored, and their ancestors and planets will guide their souls after death to a place of refuge.

"Stop! Stop! Who can tell me what is happening here!? Aragog, Bain, why are you fighting!?"

A burst of barking came from far away, followed by Hagrid's exclamation.

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Hagrid had been feeling a little uneasy this evening. So after completing his routine patrol work, he entered the depths of the Forbidden Forest that he rarely entered.

Hagrid did this, on the one hand, because he wanted to find magical creatures such as centaurs that could communicate, and to ask if there was anything unusual happening deep in the Forbidden Forest. On the other hand, he also wanted to relax. After all, Hagrid didn't think anyone would dare to come to the Forbidden Forest to cause trouble.

You know, the Forbidden Forest is the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts. As long as they are wizards, everyone knows that the principal of Hogwarts is the great Dumbledore.

As a brainless fan of Dumbledore, in Hagrid's thinking mode, anyone with a smarter brain than the troll would not come to Hogwarts to cause trouble.

However, not long after Hagrid entered the depths of the Forbidden Forest, he heard a distant roar. After careful identification, Hagrid was surprised to find that the direction of the sound was actually the direction where he had placed Aragog!

Worried about Aragog's safety, Hagrid immediately ran towards the source of the sound.

Originally, with Hagrid's movement speed, he should have arrived earlier. But who would have thought that Yaya, that stupid dog, would refuse to come closer to this side at all costs.

Although Hagrid had always known that Yaya was very timid, the reason why he took him out during patrols was just to find a companion, and he never expected him to be of any help. But he never thought about letting Yaya help him!

If this was not the depths of the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid would have left Fang aside long ago.

“When I go back, this month’s snacks will be halved!”

Hagrid hugged Yaya and ran panting while not forgetting to announce his punishment to Yaya. This made Yaya, who was struggling desperately in Hagrid's arms, reveal a look of despair.

Not to mention the danger of being held and forcibly approached by his owner, even his only hobby - snacks, has been forcibly reduced by half for a month by his unscrupulous owner.

It's so hard!

Feeling the roar becoming more and more intense, Hagrid knew that he was close to the scene of the incident.

Thank God, this place is still far away from Aragog's home. It seems that Aragog and his cute children will be fine.

It turns out that Hagrid’s idea was too beautiful.

Through the gaps in the trees, Hagrid was surprised to find that the two parties fighting turned out to be centaurs and acromantulas!

Although Hagrid had always known that the centaurs had some misunderstandings about Aragog and his children. But he never thought that the two sides would actually engage in a war and make such a big fuss.

Fortunately, at least judging from the scene, Aragog's side had the upper hand.

Although his relationship with the centaurs was pretty good, they were far apart. Compared with Aragog, Hagrid didn't care so much about the life and death of the centaurs.

However, as the gamekeeper appointed by Principal Dumbledore himself, since Hagrid saw it with his own eyes, he could not pretend that nothing happened. So Hagrid quickly shouted, trying to stop the two sides from continuing to fight.

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Hearing Hagrid's cry, the centaurs couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Not being afraid of death does not mean wanting to die. Now that Hagrid is here, I and others are saved tonight.

Seeing that his children were about to kill these hateful centaurs, Aragog was so proud that he didn't even seem to care that much about being tortured by Bell's blood all night long.

As the saying goes, "Don't worry about poverty, but worry about inequality." It doesn't matter if you are miserable, as long as there are people who are worse off than you.

"Kakaka~"

Aragog couldn't help but laugh.

However, before the laughter could stop, Aragog heard Hagrid's roar coming from the forest. This made it feel like I was forced to stop in the middle of going to the toilet. I couldn't explain how uncomfortable it was.

Aragog tried to pretend not to hear. After all, it's so old, so it makes sense that its ears don't work.

However, seeing Hagrid rushing to the center of the battlefield, separating his side from the centaurs' side, in order to prevent Hagrid from being hurt by his children, Aragog reluctantly issued an order to stop the attack.

"Who can tell me what happened!?"

Hagrid stretched out his big hand, grabbed two giant spiders and threw them out, then pulled Bain out from a pile of rubble and rotten wood.

At this time, Bain completely lost his previous high spirits. He was disheveled, and his body was covered with wounds, including scratches and falls. Of course, the most common ones were the wounds caused by the Acromantula bites.

Fortunately, Hagrid appeared in time before the Acromantula's venom could seep into Bain's body. Otherwise, even if Merlin was resurrected, it would be impossible to save him.

"Thank you, Hagrid, I owe you my life."

Baine weakly thanked Hagrid.

"Okay, stop talking. Your current situation is very bad. I can only give you simple treatment. It seems that your injury will not heal unless you lie down for a few months after you go back."

Hagrid took out the herbs he carried with him from his arms, put them in his mouth, chewed them quickly, and then applied them to Bain's wound.