In the nick of time, Vio threw his head on the steering wheel, and then the car swooped forward, and Ron struck the leg with his wand on the side, forcing it to "whizz" back. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As the car continued to burrow into the woods, Ron and Vio saw in the rearview mirror a giant spider that covered almost the entire rear window of the car, sliding down the body.

It had a messy clump of shaggy black-brown hair on its belly, eight legs sticking out of it, and the tips of the car made a "stinging, stinging" sound, trying to stop it from sliding, and was eventually swept off the roof by several thick branches of oncoming trees.

Vio and Ron breathed a sigh of relief.

However, in the next second, the moonlight suddenly shone directly into the forest, and a scalp-tinging world appeared in front of them.

Two or three paces further on, there was a natural depression in the terrain, full of spiders, not the ordinary miniature ones that hung from the eaves in the evening or after the rain on a silk swing, but each the size of a horse pulling the cart, with eight legs as hard as branches, and a terrible pattern on the belly and back, and four pairs of eyes in order.

In addition, their whole body is covered in various sensory hairs, black and hairy, like giant monsters.

On the steep slope, two giant spiders holding Harry and Hermione in their second pair of chelicerae descended the hill towards a misty hemispherical web with a radius of ten feet in the center of the hollow.

The scene is like that of a primitive tribe in which the inhabitants greet a chieftain returning from hunting.

Vio was creepy to watch.

The two large spiders let go of their second pair of claws, and Harry and Hermione were casually tossed to the ground, and soon, the teeth were thrown at them.

The teeth shrank pitifully, and no longer growled.

In the carriage, Ron's snort sounded like he was crying, "We should go right away," he said, unconsciously grinning wide, as if his neck was strangled by a large invisible hand, and his eyes bulging outward.

Vio took a deep breath and told him not to panic, Ron looked at her with some surprise and stammered, "Are you going to be planning to do it, don't plan to do it, them"

"No, Ron, it's not that it doesn't matter, it's that we need to leave someone behind. We can't all go, you know? You see what is going on here, we split up, you go back to Professor McGonagall, or, or Professor Snape! Yes, he's a good man!"

"You, you, no, this is my car, I know you better than you do, go back, run faster, before we are digested," Ron said with a somewhat dejected smile, and he began to open the door carefully, trying not to make a sound.

Vio glanced at him, nodded, and then shouted "Ron!" the moment the door opened, "Ron!"

Ron looked back at her, only to be pushed out defenselessly in the next second, and the button was pressed "You've got to run faster, Ron!

The car roared and leaped forward, Vio's voice was quickly blown away by the wind, and Ron was stunned for a second, turned his heart sideways, and ran towards the darkness when he came.

It is said to be driving a car, but in fact VIO just presses the start button, and the rest is left to the Ron's Ford to play freely.

Fortunately, the car suddenly became reliable, turned off its headlights, and drove slowly into it like a cat ready to steal fish, following a spiraling course to a steep hollow slope.

Instead of rushing up right away, she stopped halfway up the steep slope, where the eight-eyed spiders had all huddled together to encircle Harry and Hermione, and the huge hemispherical web in the middle.

From VIO's point of view, an eight-eyed giant spider the size of an Asian elephant standing in front of the web, with a black body and gray legs, and a white layer of white on each pair of eyes on the round belly with big claws, that should be the one that Hagrid kept in the cupboard back then, the ancestor of all the eight-eyed giant spiders in the Forbidden Forest, Aragog, a blind spider.

"Kill them," Vio didn't know what was going on, and that's the first thing she heard when she got closer. "I'm sleeping. ”

"No, we're Hagrid's friends!" Harry shouted.

Click, click, a short distance from the vio and the car, all the spiders in the hollow waved their big claws.

Aragog hesitated for a moment.

"Hagrid never sent anyone to our territory before. It said slowly.

"This time is different. Hagrid is in trouble!" Hermione said urgently, forcing herself to look as sincerely as possible into Aragog's white eyes. "He wants us to follow the spider, saying that the spider will be a guide in the dark, and we will follow the spider to get here!"

"Trouble?" Aragog asked, the claws still clattering, but there seemed to be a hint of concern for Hagrid.

"The Ministry of Magic came to the school in person, and they thought Hagrid had recently released the basilisk in the vault."

The clattering sound suddenly became violent, as if from the middle rain to a thunderstorm, and the eight-eyed giant spiders rubbed together more closely, as if they were afraid of something.

"Don't say we know what's in the back room! we don't!" said Aragog, with a heated emotion. The giant spiders around them began to crawl, dragging long silver-white spider silk from behind them, circling around the ground. Aragog didn't seem to want to speak, and slowly retreated into his hemispherical web, but his descendants were still spinning and weaving silk around Harry and Hermione.

Hermione and Harry struggled to get up with each other, and Harry desperately shouted, "Then let's go." ”

"Let's go?" said Aragog slowly, "I don't think so."

"But"

"Good evening. "One was very light, very light, like a wisp of air talking, slowly resounding throughout the recess, as if the sound was coming from each ear itself.

Vio immediately cast an amplification spell on his ear.

The sound still didn't get clearer, for all the eight-eyed spiders in the hollow were crazy, circling around Harry and Hermione even faster, and the big claws clicked no slower than the frequency of an electric drill.

Soon, layers of spider silk were built up like brick walls, trapping Harry and Hermione inside, and they tentatively reached for the silver-white glittering silk, almost unable to pull back the hand that was stuck to the silk.

Once the job of trapping Harry and Hermione was done, all the spiders slowly moved out of the way.

A tall figure slowly emerged from the shadows of the bushes on the slope opposite VIO, and stopped in front of the massive silvery-white cocoon, the trees behind him slammed and fell.

There was silence in the hollow, and I couldn't hear the clatter of any of the eight-eyed spiders. (To be continued.) "Elegy for Glory" only represents the author's point of view, if its content is found to be in violation of national laws and conflicts, please delete it, the position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform.

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