Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"Okay... okay..." After another long silence, Aragog said with difficulty.

There is no life that does not yearn for eternal life, and there is no life that does not yearn for powerful power, even if the price is to be restrained and controlled by a huge political machine.

"What...when will we set off?" Aragog asked weakly.

It knew very well how powerful Tiera was. Even if he was old and almost dead, even if he could no longer see, he could still feel the oppressive feeling that was as dark as an abyss and terrifying when standing in front of him.

It was an instinctive fear, a tremor coming from the depths of the soul. His invisible eyes allowed Aragog to feel this sense of oppression more intuitively and accurately.

"It depends on when you want to regain your youth," Tiera said, "or how long you think you can last."

"Can I apologize to Hagrid?" Aragog asked.

"You will have plenty of time in the future, almost endless time." Tiera said, stretching out her finger and pointing at the Acromantula King——

It was obvious that Tiera's finger was still at least five meters away from Aragog, but the space between the two was folded and compressed like wrinkled paper.

Tiera's finger touched the middle of Aragog's eight eyes, and then retreated at the touch.

"Click, click, click. Click, click, click."

Aragog's jaws trembled with excitement, his eight gray eyes gradually became clear, and the originally sparse and soft leg hairs re-pierced the skin and grew out, becoming extremely hard.

The empty poison glands refilled with deadly toxins.

"Dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong."

The slowly beating heart began to beat rapidly like an engine that had been re-injected with enough gasoline and fuel.

Strength, youth, and near-inexhaustible life replenished Aragog's aging body.

"Click, click, click. Click, click, click."

Aragog stood up excitedly, using his eight legs as hard as a steel fork to prop up his elephant-like body, and his jaws that kept trembling to show his excitement about regaining his youth.

Tiera just stood there with a smile, watching Aragog excitedly displaying his long-lost youth.

"Then let's go." Tiera said with a smile when Aragog finally calmed down.

"I wonder if I can see Hagrid one last time? Say goodbye to him?" Aragog asked.

"Like I said, there will be plenty of time between you in the future." Tiera said with a smile, "What you have is an almost endless life, which means endless time, one month, two months, three The difference between Yue and Hagrid is just one second infinitely compressed compared to your long life and time."

"But Hagrid?" Aragog asked.

"Hagrid will also have it." Tiera interrupted with a smile, "Hagrid will also have endless lives."

"Really?" Aragog asked in surprise.

"Really." Tiera nodded, "A magic that can make you or any other normal immortal is nothing to me, but it doesn't mean that this gift is so cheap, so cheap that it's free. .”

"Do you still want to get life from Hagrid?" Aragog asked warily.

"What do I want from you?" Tiera said with a smile.

"Your eternal loyalty, your support for the government I established, and your unconditional obedience to the ruler's orders." Tiera stretched out her hand again, with a golden flame burning in her hand, "As long as your loyalty remains , death and aging will stay away from Hagrid.”

"As long as the ruler's orders don't involve Hagrid!" Aragog said hard.

"As long as the ruler's order does not involve Hagrid." Tiera agreed.

"Okay! I agree!" Aragog said.

"A very wise decision!" Tiera smiled happily, and her flaming palm gently covered the middle of Aragog's eight eyes.

The golden flame was gentle and gentle, like strands of golden threads traveling on Aragog's forehead.

When Tiera took her hand away from Aragog's forehead, a small and responsible symbol was printed on Aragog's forehead.

It was a nearly circular pattern composed of countless non-parallel interlaced lines. In the middle of the pattern, there seemed to be three graffiti eyes composed of abstract curves. The three eyes seemed to be independent and integrated with each other.

"From now on, I declare you to be my dependent."

Tiera chanted softly.

"You and your descendants will enjoy my protection."

"You and your descendants will offer eternal loyalty to me, support the kingdom of God I have established, and obey the orders of the rulers."

"With this, I grant to you, and to Rubeus Hagrid, son of the Giantess and Keeper of the Forbidden Forest, eternal and indelible life and youth."