After dinner, Scott returned to his dorm room to change into his boots and walked with his friends to the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

It wasn't long before Ms. Gray and Professor Flitwick arrived.

"Scott."

Professor Flitwick looked at Scott with some concern as soon as he arrived.

"Do you really want to go, you know, even if I am here, there is a possibility that the rescue will not be timely."

"You should trust me in my ability to protect myself."

Scott winked at him.

"Eight-eyed spiders can't fly, do they?"

"That's true." Professor Flitwick smiled.

"Compared to this ......"

Scott glanced at Ms. Gray.

"I wonder if Professor Dumbledore knows about this? Does he agree with me taking a shot at the eight-eyed spider? ”

"Don't worry." Professor Flitwick said, "Miss Gray has already agreed with Dumbledore. ”

Scott nodded, "Then I'll be relieved." ”

Also, no matter how valuable the eight-eyed spider is, it can't compare to the magic of the castle.

This account should be calculated by everyone.

Scott asked because he knew that the eight-eyed spider was raised by Hagrid, the hunting ground keeper at Hogwarts.

If he did slaughter all the eight-eyed spiders, who knows if Hagrid would go berserk when he found out.

I'm not afraid of him, but it's better to avoid trouble as much as possible.

With Dumbledore's consent, Hagrid would not be able to say anything even if he knew.

Scott said to Professor Flitwick, "Thank you for protecting me, Professor. ”

Professor Flitwick waved his hand.

"Since the contract says you can't accept help, Lady Gray and I will keep our distance and follow you."

He confessed to Scott uneasily.

"So it's all up to you, and I hope you'll be careful."

"I understand, Professor."

Scott nodded, and then said to his friends, "Well, I'll go in." ”

"Can't we really go with you?" Fred rubbed his hands together.

"We're not going to help you." George also said, "We just want to see." ”

"Go away."

Roger reached out and pulled the two guys away.

"Don't make any trouble, if you go along, won't Scott still have to protect you!"

"We're familiar with the Forbidden Forest!" Fred said unconvinced.

George assured, "We'll just follow from afar, with Professor Flitwick." ”

"Ahem, kids, you should all go back."

Professor Flitwick said solemnly.

"Mr. Weasley, if you don't obey, I'll inform Professor McGonagall to discipline you."

"Sorry, we're kidding, Professor."

Fred immediately changed his tone with a grin.

"Come on, Ravenclaw warriors."

George waved at Scott.

Scott waved his hand as well, and turned to walk into the Forbidden Forest.

"Scott, come on!"

"Be careful!"

Eddie and Milton's voices rang out, and Scott didn't look back, waving his hand again.

With a magic lamp in one hand and his wand in the other, he walked step by step into the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

It didn't take long for the sound of wings flapping from the sky, and a black shadow flew down.

Scott raised his hand and let Rimbaud land on his arm.

"How's that, Rimbaud." He asked, "Did you find the spider swarm?" ”

Rimbaud nodded quickly and said excitedly, "Found it, found it, quack!" ”

"Good." Scott complimented it, "Then you're leading the way." ”

"Okay, lead the way!"

Rimbaud flapped his wings and flew in front of him.

Scott let go of his mana perception and lifted his heels.

He didn't go very fast, and although he had sense, he could only sense creatures with magical powers, and there was no shortage of animals like this in the Forbidden Forest.

Fortunately, it is still a cold January, the snakes are still hibernating, and there are many fewer insects, which undoubtedly reduces some difficulty for him.

Scott walked non-stop, bypassing many magical animals hidden in the forest along the way.

Not every animal is dangerous, but he doesn't want to waste time dealing with them.

Especially the kind that can talk.

That's right, he's referring to the centaurs.

Scott had encountered it in the Forbidden Forest, and he found this magical creature with humanoid intelligence to be in trouble.

They always like to look up at the starry sky, and they can't communicate at all.

"How far away."

Scott asked Rimbaud, who was flying ahead.

"It's coming, it's coming."

Rimbaud stopped on a branch and looked at Scott.

"I'll take a break to regain my strength."

Scott stood under the tree and slowed down.

He looked up, and through the staggered canopy of trees, he saw that the white moon had risen.

By this time, he had come to the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

It was so quiet that he could barely hear his own breathing.

Looking back, it was almost pitch black beyond the dim glow of the magic lamp, and he didn't see Professor Flitwick or Miss Gray.

This surprised him a little.

You know, the ghost glows a faint white light in the dark, and if Lady Gray is not far away, he should be able to see it.

They don't hide, either.

"Rimbaud."

Scott cocked his head and commanded.

"Let's see if Professor Flitwick is around."

Rimbaud nodded, spread his wings and flew away, disappearing into the darkness in an instant.

Scott straightened up, alert.

At this moment, he seemed to be in a pitch-black sea, and the scope of the magic lantern was like a small island.

Fortunately, no anomalies were found in his perception.

After a while, Scott regained most of his strength, but Rimbaud did not return.

There is something strange.

He couldn't help but frown.

Careless!

Placed by Medea!

Without hesitation, he turned and walked back!

Ravenclaw's offer was so tempting that he overlooked a piece of information that he had been aware of......

Medea knows what is going on in the wizarding world!

This shows that Medea may not be the only one who has communicated with them!

It wasn't long before Scott stopped again.

Countless eight-eyed spiders appeared in his perception, and they took the initiative!

"Tsk."

Scott turned and carved an ancient inscription on an oak tree, then chanted a spell and waved his wand.

The sound of rustling sounded, and in his perception, countless eight-eyed spiders were rapidly approaching.

Immediately after, the sound of breaking the air sounded, and countless white spider silk shot from all directions.

Scott stood still, and at the last moment, a large hand made of tangled branches gently grasped his waist and lifted him into the air.

"Fluorescent flicker!"

Scott waved his wand again, and clouds of light spat out from the tip of his wand, floating in mid-air, illuminating a large area of the vicinity.