After about twenty minutes of walking down the steep slope, Aven came to the edge of a wide hollow, the hollow was cleared of trees, and when he looked up, he could see the vast starry sky.

The open space in the center of the hollow is covered with thick fallen leaves, and stepping on it gives you the feeling of walking on a carpet. Evan saw Peter Pettigrew and the eight-eyed spider that had taken him in the middle of the clearing, and in front of them was a huge, misty, hemispherical web.

"Aiwen, Aiwen, you're here to save me! I knew you were coming!"

Peter Pettigrew cried in a low voice, his whole body was extremely miserable, he was lying on the ground shivering, he looked no more dignified, he crawled like a worm, trembling and said, "Please, don't leave me here alone, don't"

"Shut up!" said Evan furiously.

Peter Pettigrew's constant crying upset him, and the way Peter looked now made Evan feel sick and looked down on him even more.

It's really pathetic, weak, stupid to the extreme, why does such a person exist?!

Evan didn't look at Peter Pettigrew, his gaze turned to the eight-eyed spider beside him.

It was lying on its stomach on the thick foliage, its eight spider legs swaying slightly, and its four eyes on one side were watching itself and Peter Pettigrew, and on the other four eyes were staring at the ridiculously large spider web not far away.

Click, click

Its chelices moved at a high frequency, making a rapid clicking sound.

Evan suddenly realized that the eight-eyed spider was talking. It's not easy to hear, because it has to click and fiddle with its big claws with every word it says.

"Aragog!" it shouted, "Aragog!"

From the middle of the misty, hemispherical web, a spider the size of a small elephant emerged very slowly. Its body and legs were black and gray, and every eye on its ugly head with large claws was covered with a white coat of white, and it was blind.

Seeing Aragog, Evan involuntarily clenched the wand in his hand.

This guy is supposed to be Hagrid's pet, the ancestor of all the eight-eyed spiders in the Forbidden Forest.

The picture in front of him was too frightened, although he had some preparations in his heart, but when this giant spider appeared, Evan realized that he had thought of Aragog as too small, and he had eight spider legs at both ends of his body, each of which was thicker than his own body.

Peter Pettigrew, who had been curled up on the ground and shivering, suddenly stopped trembling, his mouth grinning wide, as if he was screaming silently, and his eyes bulging outward.

It's a nightmare, a nightmare magnified countless times over.

With the advent of Aragog, countless eight-eyed giant spiders emerged from nowhere.

Each of them was bigger than the three that had attacked Evan and Peter Pettigrew, and they were so tightly packed together that when they saw something in the middle of the field, they all excitedly moved their claws, making a terrifying and disgusting sound.

Peter Pettigrew's scalp tingled, and he swore that if he could choose a way to die, he would rather be torn apart by Sirius Black or sucked by the Dementors than be food for these spiders.

"What's going on?" Aragog clicked, the two big claws moving rapidly, and there was a little majesty in his voice, "Why did you summon me?"

"People!" said the spider who brought Peter Pettigrew.

"Is that Hagrid?" Aragog leaned closer, leaning in front of Evan and Peter Pettigrew, their eight milky eyes staring blankly.

"No, it's a stranger. ”

"Kill them!" Click-click-click, Aragog said irritably, "Don't bother me with this kind of thing, I'm sleeping"

Hearing Aragog's words, the other spiders all became excited.

They huddled around the center of the field, ready to wait for Aragog to return before they ate Evan and Peter Pettigrew.

"No, don't, think of a way!" Peter Pettigrew lay on the ground, clutching Evan's robes tightly and looking at the eight-eyed spiders around him in panic.

Evan kicked Peter Pettigrew aside, and he took a step forward, even the fluff on Aragog's body could be seen.

He swallowed, and his heart seemed to leave his chest cavity and jump out of his throat.

"Wait, Aragog!" shouted Aven, "I'm a friend of Hagrid!"

"Hagrid's friend?!" Aragog hesitated in a clack, and said slowly, "Hagrid never sent to our recesses before!"

"My name is Evan Mason, I'm in the castle, and I'm in relationship with Hagrid"

"I've heard your name!" Aragog danced his claws, "Hagrid told me a few months ago that you killed that guy in the castle. ”

"That's right!" replied Evan eagerly, "it was me and Harry who killed the basilisk!"

Hearing the word basilisk, all the clicking sounds in the hollow suddenly stopped, and the whole world suddenly became quieter than ever.

Except for his own heavy wheezing and Peter Pettigrew sobbing, Evan could no longer hear anything.

He even thought that the eight-eyed spiders had all left, but he turned his head and saw that the eight-eyed spiders were still crowded there, but they were all quiet, and even took a step back.

Their ugly faces are very humane expressions of fear.

"How dare you mention that name!" Aragog said with an unprecedented clatter as he frantically danced his claws, "that guy is our spider's nemesis!"

Its voice was echoed by the large group of spiders on the hollow, like applause, and the click sound suddenly rang out, and Evan saw the spiders gather again, countless long legs moving on the ground, huge black shadows dangling around them.

"Quick, say something else, don't mention that guy!" Peter Pettigrew reminded Evan in a voice that was almost choking.

Apparently, Aragog thought the same thing, and changed the subject and said to Aven, "Hagrid's friend, what are you doing in our recess?"

"I came here by accident after tracking this guy, he's an evil dark wizard who has masterminded a dale plot inside the castle!" "Evan hesitated for a moment, then continued, "This guy works for Voldemort"

Hearing the name, Peter Pettigrew twitched.

"Voldemort?!" Aragog repeated slowly, seemingly unreactive, "I've heard of this name, fifteen years ago, this wizard sent someone to contact me, you humans were at war at the time, and he asked us to join him, but I turned him down, I'm not interested in wizards' wars. Although my children were very anxious to follow this wizard, Voldemort promised them a very good reward, and they"

Hearing Voldemort, the eight-eyed spiders around him noticeably became more excited. They all seemed to recall the promises of the Downfall, the promises they simply couldn't refuse: that if they were loyal to Voldemort, they would receive fresh human flesh for food. (To be continued.) )