Hermione had forgotten that this was the first time she had been so frightened since she had come to Hogwarts, but she had the instinct to fight back, trained in the world of Louis Mirror. Unlike the two scrappy men who only knew how to huddle in horror, Hermione's first reaction was to pull out her wand and explode with a thunderbolt.

Explosion is art, an artist named Patrick once said.

An artist of both virtue and art.

The spider hissed in pain, and quickly retreated along the silk that had been curled.

"Don't be stupid!" Hermione reminded loudly, "You two seem to have it on your heads, I can't see it clearly......

Ron had come to his senses, but it was too late, and he felt like he was being held by something, long, hairy, and a little panicked, and the clatter was ringing behind his ears.

"Ron!" Hermione shouted anxiously, shooting a blue-white light from her hand.

There was a dull explosion, and Ron felt as if something had exploded behind him, and something wet splashed all over his face, and the smell of it almost made him faint.

The feeling was so sour that Ron immediately vomited cleanly, as if he was about to vomit all the food he had eaten yesterday.

"Harry......" Ron still hasn't forgotten his good brother Harry, he looks up at Harry, only to find that Harry is rolling on a lazy donkey to avoid the spider's death from the sky, and even give him a weapon to kill you.

The disarmed big black claw flew out with a whirlwind and struck Ron on the skull.

It hurts.

Hermione gave him a clean and dirt from his body, which stopped his nauseous feeling.

To be honest, spiders are indeed disgusting and scary, but Ron can't care much about the threat to his life, and he also begins to draw his wand to fight back.

The number of spiders didn't seem to be very numerous, and after a while, there were no new spiders joining the battle, and looking at the messy battlefield, the three of them looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

Now they didn't know whether to thank Louis or scold him—they wouldn't be in danger without him letting the three of them come to the Forbidden Forest—but they wouldn't have been able to cope with the situation without Louis's dedication.

"We...... Why don't you go back?" Ron suggested, he was tired of fighting spiders.

In all fairness, if it weren't for spiders, Ron would never have backed down, but there was no way, who made him arachnophobia?

Spider phobia is one of the world's seven phobias, and people with zoophobia will be afraid of a specific animal, such as snakes, insects, sharp-billed animals, etc. Coming into contact with these animals can cause them to feel a strong sense of rejection. In severe cases, cold sweats, rapid heartbeat, and even suffocation.

This is not to blame Ron, after all, it is the shadow that his two bastard brothers scared him when he was a child.

"It's all here, do we really have to give up?" Hermione asked reluctantly.

Harry was the same, he organized his words, trying not to hurt Ron, "Ron, we've all gotten to this point, do you really want to give up?" ….

Ron shook his head hesitantly.

"I think the best way to get rid of fear is to face it." Harry's tone accentuated a serious one, "Besides, human lives are at stake, and we have the life of Assistant Coach Tifa on our shoulders......

"Ron, you don't want such a cute beautiful teacher to be eaten by spiders, do you?"

The last sentence was undoubtedly the most important weight, and Ron was immediately moved, no matter what, the kindness in his heart would not let him put Tifa's life at risk.

"Let's go, well, I'm sorry." Ron apologized to the two of them, "Let's go ahead and look for it......

Yaya snorted reluctantly, as a coward, it really didn't want to continue to walk with these three dead iron-headed babies.

But it can't be helped, it doesn't want a ...... One

a dog back.

After walking downhill for a long time, it was finally no longer dark in front of me, and when I looked up, the lush canopy of trees was gone, replaced by a bright night sky, and the moonlight poured down, and I could clearly see the road ahead.

It was a wide valley, scattered with spider silk scattered everywhere, and in the moonlight, they saw the most terrifying scene imaginable.

Spiders, full of spiders, densely spread across the valley, each one the size of a car, black and fluffy, surrounded by a misty hemispherical web in the middle, I don't know what they were doing, maybe it was the religious ritual of the spiders.

The spiders didn't notice what was going on, and they were engrossed in their rituals, undistracted.

The teeth that could still bark twice have been completely thinned, and they are curled up into a small ball on the side.

Hermione looked at the pomp and circumstance in front of her, her eyes widened, and it took her a while to say a dirty word to express her mood at this moment.

"Jesus, his own mother, what the hell is this!" Hermione almost yelled, and Ron replied to Hermione with the classic blood-mom hell.

Oh, the sharp-eyed Harry saw that in the middle of the group of spiders was something tightly wrapped in silk, about the length of half a spider - and it was writhing.

Harry Ford was heartbroken, and hurriedly pushed Hermione and whispered, "Do you see that cobweb-wrapped object in the center of the spider?"

"Where?" Hermione didn't see that she was actually a little short-sighted because she liked to read so much.

"That's it...... See?"

Hermione squinted her eyes and searched for a long time, and added an eagle eye to herself, so that she could see the writhing and struggling cobwebs over there.

"I see." Hermione nodded, "Why does it feel a little weird?"

"That's a man! Hermione!" Harry whispered, "That shape, Hermione, only someone can tell......

"It can't be Assistant Coach Tifa, right?" Ron chimed in.

"Even if it's not Assistant Coach Tifa, we can't sit idly by!" Harry's sense of justice came to his mind.

"You've got a good idea, Harry, and I'd love to save people." Hermione pointed to the endless swarm of spiders and said, "But have you thought about it, how do we deal with the spider sea ......"....

"Ahh......h

"Then we can't do nothing, can we?"

Compared with Great Britain, which lacks great virtue, its people are actually not like his country, at least ordinary people will not watch others fall into trouble and do nothing, and give him all support except help.

"But we can't be reckless." Harry said, remembering the note again, "These spiders must be Hagrid's friends......

"Hagrid? Will there be these strange friends?" Ron's voice changed, "If you want me to say it's all his bad idea, follow the spider ......"

At this time, the eight-eyed giant spider finally spotted them, and a spider team surrounded them from behind, and another wave confronted them head-on.

"They're supposed to be sapient beings, if they're Hagrid's friends...... I'll try to negotiate with them."

Harry grabbed Hermione's wand, walked up to the front, and said, "Do you know Aragog?"

The spiders that were still moving stopped instantly, including the spiders that copied the back.

Soon, the spiders exchanged words for a long time, electing a representative.

Harry listened for a long time before realizing that it was talking. It's hard to tell what they're talking about, because every word they utter has to fiddle with their claws for a long time.

"How did you know Aragog?" The spider struggled to raise its eight compound eyes, looking warily at the human cub in front of it.

"He's a friend of mine." Harry said, "Hagrid, you should know, he seems to be in trouble, let's

Come to Aragog."

The spider turned around, touched the claws with the other spiders, and then turned around and said, "Come with me."

"Ugh...... We're not going to be in danger, are we?" Harry asked cautiously.

"Do you think you have a choice?"

The spider's voice fell, and the spiders in the valley began to flick their claws in unison, and the sound resounded throughout the valley.

The terrifying feeling is indescribable, and when you think about it, it's almost the equivalent of a whole pack of wolves grinding their teeth in front of you.

What's more, judging from the size and population size of the eight-eyed giant spider, I'm afraid that if the wolves come over, it won't be enough for them to stuff their teeth.

The three of them had no choice but to go to the middle with their teeth.

They stood next to the writhing object, and they could hear its "whining" sound, like when a person is gagged and unable to speak.

"Assistant Teacher Tifa?" Harry asked tentatively.

The object moved even harder.

"Don't struggle just yet, if you're Tifa's assistant coach, you'll struggle three times, otherwise you'll be free." Hermione said.

The object really only struggled three times, and it was honest, and when it was done, it lay down and didn't move.

"Wait a minute, we'll negotiate with the spider and get you out right away." Hermione soothed Tifa.

Tifa was very well-behaved, and honestly lay down motionless.

"Aragog, Aragog." The spider who had first spoken to Harry shouted into the circular web.

Then all the spiders joined him in unison and began calling Aragog's name. ….

In the middle of the night, out of the hemispherical web, I stepped out of a huge spider several sizes larger than all the spiders, almost the size of a small truck.

Its body is black and gray, giving the impression of an aging person. Each of the eight eyes on the head with the big claws was covered with white puffs, and it was most likely an old blind eye.

"What's going on?" He asked, his voice old and unpleasant, Harry could tell that Aragog's tone was like Ron's had been disturbed from his dreams, and if he said the last thing about Bloody Hell, it would be a living spider version of Ron.

"Man......" the spider replied.

"Is it Hagrid? How many times have I said don't be hostile to Hagrid, he's our family's benefactor......" Aragog said, leaning closer to Harry, eight milky eyes looking blankly and expectantly, as if they missed Hagrid.

"No, it's not." The spider quickly explained, "It's a stranger."

Aragog's mood suddenly turned to impatience: "Do you want to find me for this little thing? I'm sleeping, just kill me...... Oh, remember to leave me a thigh."

Aragog's voice was so loud that not only Harry, but also Ron and Hermione could hear it clearly, and the three of them suddenly felt like they were falling into an ice cave, and their hearts were pounding, as if they were about to come out of their throats.

When Harry heard that it was going to be bad, he quickly argued, "We are Hagrid's friends, don't kill us......

Ca-ta-ka-da, ca-da, just like Morse code, the eight-eyed giant spiders seem to communicate by rubbing their claws, and the whole hollow is full of the sound of spiders rubbing their claws.

Aragog hesitated, and asked suspiciously, "Hagrid never sent someone to the hollow."

"Hagrid is in trouble." Harry spoke quickly and breathlessly, "That's why we came to you for help."

"Trouble?" Aragog asked, and Harry thought it wasn't a hallucination, and he could hear concern in the spider's tone, as its claws began to rattle rapidly.

"But why did he send you?"

Harry's mind was spinning, and at this moment, a man's instinct made him quickly make up a lie, he weighed the new story a little, and then suppressed his fear as much as possible, and said in a calm tone, "In the school, someone recently released a monster, and many students because of that

The monster is petrified and one of his classmates has been captured, so Hagrid decides to hunt the monster in the secret room, but he thinks he shouldn't be a rival, so let's go to the Forbidden Forest and seek your ...... Well, the help of the Race."

It's a pity that this eloquence is not known.

Share your current story, thank you, people in the spider cave, just got off the plane......

"! That was years ago, fifty years ago!" Aragog angrily waved his claws: "You are deceiving me, human cub, I remember very well, it was because of this incident that they let me leave the school at that time, they believed that I was the monster in the so-called secret room, thinking that Hagrid opened the secret room and released me, but Hagrid was wronged!" ….

"Yes, yes, Hagrid told us about it." The quick-witted Hermione answered, and put on a look of sudden realization: "No wonder Hagrid is muttering something to justify Aragog, it turns out to be ......."

Aragog suddenly stopped waving his claws, and he asked hesitantly, "Hagrid...... That's what Hagrid said?"

"Yes! I remember it very well!" Hermione said firmly.

Aragog was silent for a long time, and then said in a low voice: "When I met Hagrid, he was just a little kid, and he took me in and fed me the crumbs on the table - I should say, he was my best friend, and he was a good guy, but someone found me, a bad boy named Tom Riddle, and he slandered me and made me responsible for a girl's death - let his mother fart, and I said to Hagrid, Hagrid, you know me, if that's ***, What you see will be a small cloud of cobwebs and melted corpses......

"But only Hagrid believed me, he hid me, and I've been in the woods ever since, and Hagrid came to see me often, and he even found me a wife—you see, how prosperous our family is now, thanks to Hagrid."

Speaking of which, all the spiders excitedly waved their claws and made a clattering sound, as if they were catering to Aragog's phrase "the family is thriving", which is really creepy.

"But I've never hurt anyone! I respect Hagrid and don't want to hurt his kind...... I think that's why he's willing to make a name for me......

"Then Hagrid is in danger right now, aren't you going to help him?" Harry choked up and forced the question.

This is a good time, there is a clattering sound, and countless long legs are moving, and huge black shadows are dangling around.

"The monster in that chamber is the ancient creature that our spiders fear the most! It's our natural enemy!" Aragog's voice carried a hint of fear: "You can't force me to help Hagrid, I begged Hagrid to let me go while the beast was moving around the castle...... No, even if Hagrid is kind to me, we can't help him out of the suppression of the bloodline."

Aragog's tone was very agitated when he said this.

"What the hell is that monster, and why does it scare you so much?" Harry asked curiously.

As soon as the words came out, the commotion of the spiders became even more chaotic, and Aragog said fiercely, "We won't name it! I didn't even tell Hagrid his name, though he had asked me more than once, but I didn't dare tell him!"

Harry didn't want to continue talking, he felt it was time to say goodbye.

"Well, since you're not going to help your benefactor, we'll have to go back to the Chamber of Secrets to fight with him." Harry looked righteous and awe-inspiring, but his heart was visibly weak.

At the same time, the surrounding leaves are rustling, and the rustling sound is even stronger.

"Go? I don't think so......" Aragog said slowly.

"Why?" Harry is in a hurry, why don't you talk about Wood, you old fellow?

"My sons and daughters obey my orders and don't hurt Hagrid, but I can't stop them from enjoying other fresh human flesh when it comes to the door, then...... Adios, Hagrid's friend......

Aragog also said it very fashionably

sentence in Spanish.

Almost instantly, spiders came up from all directions, forming a solid copper wall, large chela rattles, countless pairs of eyes glowing with dark light, twinkling like stars in the sky, but ugly and disgusting.

Harry was desperate, the eight-eyed spiders in front of him didn't seem to want to let them go, and he couldn't do anything about it.

In desperation, he heard Hermione's sharp shout.

"Aragog—"

Aragog froze at the strange shout, and subconsciously turned his face in the direction from which the voice came—even if he was blind.

In Harry's eyes, Hermione almost turned into an afterimage and pounced on Aragog.

96.

The dragon daughter of the Lin family