After passing through the lush grass and a large area of ​​land that was gnawed to nothing but moist and fluffy ground, Aragog led Hagrid to a large pasture.

The pasture was surrounded by spider silk and a few sturdy wooden stakes. A cow or a sheep, from time to time, there will be some eight-eyed giant spiders carrying freshly harvested grass on their backs, feeding these captive cattle and sheep that are fat and strong.

"In Tierra's words, the one who is responsible for feeding these meats is the most talented of all my people." Aragog and Hagrid shuttled among these cowsheds and sheepfolds, introducing them as they walked.

"Talent?" Hagrid asked suspiciously.

"After coming here, Mr. Tierra did a test." Aragog continued, "Mr. Tierra asked me to gather all the descendants with a foot span of more than one meter, allowing them to prey on a cow or a sheep, But if they can resist their urge to eat within an hour, they can have two cows or sheep in an hour."

"The result?" Hagrid asked curiously.

"It turned out that only these children passed the test." Aragog pointed to the figures of the eight-eyed giant spiders busy shuttling between the various cowsheds and sheepfolds, "as ordered by Mr. Tiera. , these children will have the opportunity to be taught advanced magic skills by Mr. Tiera in the future, and the few who have progressed faster in magic learning will enjoy unlimited mating rights."

"Unrestricted mating rights?" Hagrid expressed his confusion about this unfamiliar word.

"Mr. Tierra's order is that we must strictly implement something he calls... um... family planning..." Aragog put Tiera What was told to him was repeated to Hagrid, "That is, except for the individuals designated by Tiera, other individuals are only allowed to have one more birth, um... In Tiera's words... In order to optimize the population structure...evolving in the direction of more organization and higher spell affinity..."

"Mr. Tierra said that this kind of family planning is beneficial to the evolution and development of our entire eight-eyed giant spider society." Aragog added.

"But wouldn't that be too cruel?" Hagrid asked. "Only a small percentage of the eight-eyed spiders are allowed to breed... most of the eight-eyed spiders are... not allowed. give birth."

"Well...well," Aragog said, "the children born to those who allow unrestricted mating rights will be carefully separated and carefully separated from the first hatch. Take care of it to ensure maximum survival...you know, Hagrid, when our pups hatch, they will hunt everything they can around...including us We are our own siblings, so although we can lay about 500 eggs at a time, there may be fewer than ten that will survive in the end."

"Oh...ah...um...then...that Tiera's method...still...still very Sensible..." Hagrid admitted.

"Yes, Hagrid, yes, Hagrid," said Aragog, crawling forward a few more steps, stomping his feet excitedly, shaking his huge chelicerae, "Mr. Tierra told us A strong future is guaranteed! Mr. Tierra promised me an empire of eight-eyed spiders, Mr. Tierra promised me endless journeys...and countless, unseen and unheard of The delicious flesh of the races that have passed!"