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"That guy is completely crazy!" Ron said to Harry and Hermione in horror.
"We saw, get up!" Harry and Hermione helped Ron up.
"What's wrong with him?" Ron sat back in his chair and patted his chest in shock.
"I told you already!" said Harry.
"That assistant is out of his mind!"
"We should tell Dumbledore about this!" Ron stood up from his chair and wanted to leave immediately.
Harry also nodded, and he planned to go with Ron.
"Wait a second!" Hermione stopped Harry and Ron, who were furiously preparing to complain.
"What would happen to Professor Ethan when you file a complaint like this?" Hermione asked the two of them, akimbo.
"Hermione, we're going report on White, not to report on Professor Ethan!" Ron growled.
Hermione argued loudly.
"What would Professor Ethan think if he complained to Professor Dumbledore instead of coming to him.?"
Harry and Ron, who had calmed down, finally thought of this, and they both sat back on their chairs like deflated balls.
"Then what are we going to do?!" said Ron.
"What if White beats me every day?"
"Come on, Ron, I can guarantee Professor Ethan will control White!" Hermione said helplessly.
Ethan was indeed "controlling" Sirius at this time.
"What the hell were you doing in class just now?" Ethan squeezed Sirius's neck fiercely and pressed him against the wall.
"I can't stand it!" Sirius roared equally loudly.
"I just can't watch that bastard live happily right before me!" Sirius exclaimed frantically.
"Your actions today may have alerted Peter Pettigrew! If he escapes, all our efforts will be in vain!" Ethan said to Sirius Black.
Hearing Ethan's words, Sirius finally slumped on the ground, buried his face in his knees, and fell silent.
"You don't show up before Harry until you can control your behavior," Ethan ordered.
Sirius nodded silently after hearing this. Although he agreed with Ethan, he also knew his behavior today was excessive.
After Ethan reprimanded Sirius, the atmosphere in the office fell into an awkward silence.
Ethan sat behind his desk and went about his business while Sirius huddled in the corner of the office, silent and motionless, not knowing what to think.
A sudden knock on the glass broke the silence in the office, and Ethan opened the window and put the owl inside.
A letter was untied to its leg after feeding the owl a handful of owl feed.
The letter was from Hagrid, an invite to his cabin for a party celebrating his promotion to professor.
Idle is also idle; he arrives at Hagrid's cabin according to the time written in the letter.
Ethan knocked on the door, and the door was immediately opened.
Hagrid stood in the house, welcoming Ethan warmly. Hagrid was still the same, wearing an oversized moleskin coat and an unkempt beard.
"Hagrid, congratulations on your promotion!"
Ethan enthusiastically congratulated Hagrid and handed Him his present: a barrel of beer ordered from Three Broomsticks.
"Thank you, Ethan!" Hagrid smiled, took the beer that Ethan handed over, and welcomed him into his cabin.
When he entered Hagrid's cabin, Ethan was taken aback to find the house covered with white spider webs.
Hagrid's beams are already covered with dense white spider webs, and the furniture is also covered with many spider webs, just like coil holes.
The cabin seemed like a spider's nest; even Hagrid had some webs hanging from his head.
"Hagrid, isn't it too early for you to decorate for Halloween?" Ethan asked, frowning.
"It's not decoration; it's net woven by Parker!" Hagrid said with a smile.
After speaking, Hagrid seemed to remember something he said when introducing Ethan: "Parker was hatched from the spider egg you gave me! He's a naughty little guy!"
Hagrid sat back on his couch and beckoned Ethan to sit with him.
Ethan reluctantly found a sofa that wasn't tightly wrapped in cobwebs and sat down.
"Hagrid, where did Fang go?" Ethan asked worriedly.
Fang was Hagrid's pet dog. He looks very fierce, but he is very docile.
Whenever Ethan came to Hagrid's wooden house, Fang would rush towards him enthusiastically and try to lick Ethan's face, but today, since Ethan entered the door, he didn't.
Ethan even started to worry whether the terrifying eight-eyed giant spider ate Fang.
"Fang and Parker don't get along!" Hagrid seemed a little depressed when he said this.
"Parker always wanted to get close to Fang in his way. He wanted to wrap Fang in a cobweb, but Fang didn't understand Parker."
Hagrid seemed troubled by the question, scratching his head.
"One day, after Fang broke free of Parker's net, he escaped from the house and didn't want to return. It found a nest in the forbidden forest and stayed there."
Hagrid and Fang had a deep relationship, and when he said this, he pulled out a dirty handkerchief and wiped his eyes.
"I tried to get him to return, but he didn't want to. Parker is too young to live alone outside."
Hagrid's words horrified Ethan, now accompanied by a deadly eight-eyed giant spider daily.
"Hagrid, where is Parker now?" Ethan asked, swallowing.
"It's a shy boy; he must be hiding when he sees strangers!"
It seemed that Hagrid liked this eight-eyed giant spider, and when he mentioned it, a smile appeared on the corner of Hagrid's mouth.
Ethan looked around for the deadly eight-eyed spider lurking in the room. He didn't want to be killed by the spider that suddenly fell from the ceiling.
It's a pity that Ethan searched carefully and found no trace of the eight-eyed giant spider.
"Parker is a naughty little guy! It's not the same as Aragog when he was a child." Aragog Hagrid seemed to think of something. The mood was a little depressed.
But Hagrid quickly adjusted his mood and began to tell Ethan an exciting story about him and Parker, the acromantula.
For example, Parker often jumped on his back when he wasn't paying attention, bit his neck with his soft teeth, and played with him.
Ethan felt that Hagrid was discussing a life-and-death struggle between Hagrid and Parker.
Fortunately, this eight-eyed giant spider is still in its infancy, and its soft fangs are not enough to cause damage to Hagrid, who is rough and fleshy.
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