Chapter 065: Catherine Vs Dumbledore

The Eight-Eyed Spider had experienced such a battle and could only retreat, but Aragog and Mosag knew very well that they had no way out, and the walls had been blocked by the Hogwarts defensive barriers, and they had to rush forward if they wanted to survive.

In addition to centaurs and unicorns, there are many bargain hunters on the left and right, but Dumbledore is the only one in front of him, the problem is that spiders are afraid of fire, and the eight-eyed giant spider has also inherited this instinct.

At this critical juncture, Aragog struck a series of commands with his chelicera, and all the eight-eyed spiders immediately spat at Dumbledore, most of which were burned as soon as they touched the flames, but a few were lucky enough to entangle his body.

Dumbledore just wanted to burn these spider silks, but his body was torn away by them, and he unfortunately hit a big tree halfway, and fainted directly, but fortunately Fawkes appeared by his side in time to take him away.

As soon as Dumbledore's figure disappeared, the flames that had lost control could no longer stop the eight-eyed spiders, and they rushed out of this gap one after another. In order to avoid being attacked on both sides, the unicorn and centaur had to reverse the direction of their attack and drive the eight-eyed giant spider out of the Forbidden Forest.

When Catherine and Snape entered the Forbidden Forest, they encountered the first batch of fleeing eight-eyed spiders, and Snape immediately prepared to attack, but Catherine held his hand and shook her head.

"The headmaster must have arranged something else!" Catherine thought that since Dumbledore had managed to get Hagrid away, he must have a plan to annihilate him altogether, "Even if we don't, we have a way to make up for it." ”

Snape thought of the golden timer that Dumbledore had shown him in the morning, and agreed with Catherine, and the two immediately switched directions to carry out the task given to them by the old Headmaster.

Adult eight-eyed spiders are forced to flee their habitat and fall into a trap that leads to death; Although the juvenile eight-eyed giant spider has not received special attention, it has also suffered a heavy loss.

Neither fire nor thunder and lightning were fatal to them, and even if they were lucky enough to dodge, Catherine brought Snape over to check for the gaps, because when she froze them, she applied magic marks on them, so no spider could escape the scythe Grim Reaper's scythe, except for the first eight-eyed giant spider that Catherine found.

It kept wiping its mother's eye until its siblings had broken the nerve muscles attached to the eyeball, and then it held the eye and rolled it to the ground, not moving. So when Catherine froze the other young spiders, she narrowly escaped the disaster.

Catherine saw that it was holding the eyeball motionless, thinking that it had followed its mother's footsteps and left, so she ignored it, but when Snape took away the frozen female spider's corpse, she suddenly held the eyeball and ran back to where the female had been, as if trying to get her mother back.

"Wait a minute!" Catherine stopped Snape again, "I want to keep a keepsake." She pointed her wand at the little spider, and a stream of water immediately enveloped it and the eyeball into a strangely shaped ice sculpture.

"Let's go!" Catherine put it in a crystal box, "We should go back." "They just finished their assigned task.

By the time they left the Forbidden Forest, the operation was nearing its end, and since the venom of the eight-eyed spider was a very valuable potion material, Snape stayed behind to help finish it, and Catherine, knowing that her magic had not yet fully recovered, honestly went to Hagrid's hut, but when she pushed the door open, she found Dumbledore lying in the middle of Hagrid's large bed.

Catherine rubbed her eyes vigorously, and looked back at the still busy crowd, apparently no one knew that Dumbledore was here, and she couldn't help but tiptoe to the bed very slowly, and looked at the old headmaster curiously.

Dumbledore wore a fuchsia robe embroidered with many stars and moons, his favorite motif, which could be seen in almost every piece of clothing. He was tall and always straight, so only Snape was not shorter than him at Hogwarts, except for Hagrid, but he always liked to wear shoes with heels.

He has waist-length silver hair that is very flowing when the wind blows, but when you add a beard long enough to tie into a belt and often tied into a bow, it becomes super weird. Even more puzzling was his nose, which seemed to have been broken at least twice, but he had no intention of correcting it.

The pair of blue eyes behind the half-moon glasses could not give a very penetrating gaze for the time being, but Catherine still subconsciously looked away, as if she would be seen through her mind if she stayed for another second, and her gaze fell on his left hand, and her slender fingers were clenching a very old-looking wand.

In fact, his wand was only in his hand at first, and when she approached, the tip of the wand slowly left the bed, apparently Catherine aroused his subconscious vigilance, which reminded the girl of what happened between the two.

The first time I saw Dumbledore's name was the slender, tilted to the side, snarled signature on the Hogwarts admission letter; The first time she noticed Dumbledore was from Snape and Ollivander, and Penny's words confirmed her suspicions; But she didn't expect to see Dumbledore for the first time, it was actually in the summer of 90, although she still can't remember what happened at that time, but the pair of blue eyes that can see through people's hearts make her unforgettable.

More than a year of experience has made Catherine understand how many things he stands behind the scenes; The figure wrapped in flames made her feel terrified in her heart, but she didn't know why; Obviously following behind her and Delako, but letting Voldemort go, what the hell is it for; She couldn't resist probing, only to discover that he was the enemy that Madame Apett had mentioned.

Catherine didn't understand why they were hostile, and it wasn't until the beginning of the new semester that she figured out that they were in harmony. Since she was destined to be an enemy, she naturally began to prepare.

She deliberately cooperated with Snape to make a cup of "lemon tea", but she didn't expect it to really arouse Dumbledore's thoughts, Catherine couldn't help but be interested in his strange eating habits, but unfortunately she didn't have time to investigate for the time being, and the appearance of the basilisk and the eight-eyed spider completely disrupted her plans.

But she really didn't expect that at such a juncture, there would be an opportunity to probe herself, and she did not hesitate to take out her wand, so that Tracey turned into a phantom, and a blood light flashed, and Hagrid's hut suddenly disappeared.

A strong sense of crisis woke Dumbledore awake, he opened his eyes suddenly, only to find that he was actually at home, he got up in surprise, only to see that the long white beard was gone, the hair had changed back to short reddish-brown, and the wrinkles on his hands had disappeared, he touched his nose, and stood straight without the slightest trace of breakage.

Looking at the only wand in his left hand that had not changed, Dumbledore frowned, he knew that he had been plotted, but before he could make any decisions, a familiar voice interrupted all his thoughts.

"Tea ready!"

Dumbledore turned his head in shock to look at the blond young man who was sitting at the coffee table, elegantly pouring tea.

"Don't you drink?" The blonde youth turned his head, his purple eyes glowing dangerously.

"No!" Dumbledore hurriedly got up and sat down across from the blonde youth, put down his wand and picked up the teacup in front of him and drank it down, "Merlin! His face was completely tangled, "How can you make it so sour!" ”

The blonde youth didn't smile, just raised the teacup and tasted it slowly.

"Can you really stand it?" Dumbledore put his chin on his hands and asked, "Catherine?" ”

The scene around Dumbledore distorted and cracked in an instant, Hagrid's hut reappeared, and the blonde youth became a red-haired girl, and he regained his old appearance.

"Of course." Catherine shook the teacup lightly and smiled, "The fragrance is elegant with the aroma of grapes, and the delicate and soft taste, it is really worthy of 'champagne in black tea'!" It's a pity......" she said regretfully as she drank the orange-yellow tea in her cup, "and now is really not the best time." ”

"You're a wasteful!" Dumbledore complained, "So many lemons in the best Darjeeling black tea." "Just like that guy.

"I can't catch a good fish with good bait." Catherine poured tea for herself and Dumbledore again.

"Are you sure you're catching a good fish?" Dumbledore picked up the teacup and took a sip, savoring it.

"Oh my God!" Catherine only licked it once, then frowned and removed the teacup, "Such a heavy taste is definitely not something ordinary people can bear!" ”

"Of course—" Dumbledore snapped his eyes, "not ordinary people. ”

"Bang!" Snape slammed open the door to Hagrid's cottage and walked in, "What are you guys doing?" Puzzled, he looked back and forth at the creatures in the room.

The white-bearded old man with his eyes closed and holding a teacup in one hand and his chin in the other, a red-haired girl with a solemn expression on his face and a teacup with a solemn expression on his face, and a bluebird that was levitating above them and turned into a phantom.

It stands to reason that they should have been alarmed by the sound of him pushing the door, but the two of them didn't seem to be aware of his arrival at all, only the sassy bird landed on his shoulder.

"So who is this unusual person?" Catherine looked up at Dumbledore with curiosity.

Snape waved his hand in front of the girl's eyes, her eyes not moving in the slightest.

"You'd never guess." Dumbledore opened his eyes and said with a smile.

Snape poked the silver-haired head with his wand, but he didn't react.

"Since you are so confident, this peculiar taste is not the man's hobby," Catherine carefully studied the tea, "and the real hobby should be the stars and the moon." ”

Snape dipped his finger in a little tea and tasted it, with a very strange expression.

"Did you learn from Sherlock Holmes?" Dumbledore asked in surprise, his right hand still resting on his chin.

Snape pulled a potion out of his pocket, hesitated for a moment, but didn't open it immediately.

"Sherlock Holmes is the only novel I've ever had access to, so ......" Catherine smiled as she put down her teacup, "did I guess right?" ”

"What about the middle, what if it doesn't?" Dumbledore asked rhetorically, putting down his teacup.