In the hallway that was still dark even during the day.

Flames scorched the walls.

The sound of a firewood fire burning spread far and wide in this claustrophobic space.

Soon, however, a voice broke the silence.

"Boom!"

"Boom!!"

"Knock Knock !!"

Owen banged on the wall, more and more often.

Like the sound of the dead man's bell, the sound of multi-legged creatures stepping on the floor, ceiling, and walls constantly tormented the nerves of the fleeing little wizard.

"Don't! Don't eat me. ”

It was like a similar scream, one after another.

Together, they would make a picture, a painting called the Plague of Spiders.

"They're coming!"

Owen, who was pulling Hannah, waved his wand again.

The tip of the staff shimmered, a strange magical power enveloping the debris on the ground, twisting and rearranging them.

Then, like the mother of the Zerg hatching a swarm.

Spiders of different shapes and sizes poured towards the crowd like a torrent.

"Owen~"

Hannah beside her was a little scared.

She tugged at the corner of Owen's coat and looked at him in confusion.

"An adventurous game." Some unscrupulous evil boy said with a smile.

His Transfiguration won't hurt the little wizard, but - the dark boss has his own careful thoughts.

"Come on! My children. ”

Owen spread out his hands and let the chaotic hallway echo with the sound of noisy footsteps.

The faint glow of the fire was also extinguished by the wave-like swarm of spiders.

In the hallway, it suddenly became dark.

The little wizards couldn't see their surroundings clearly.

The sudden darkness was too late for their eyes to adjust.

Just a little flash, and the noisy sound that was getting closer and closer in their ears, kept squeezing their last courage and strength.

"Ah, help! Help me! “

A heart-rending cry came from the mouth of a young wizard.

They ran forward desperately.

I just want to escape this terrible nightmare!

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Owen's voice rang out behind them.

I saw him holding a staff in his hand, step by step, following their footsteps.

"Owen~"

Hannah timidly looked at the haughty but gentle young man beside her, her face was pale and intensely afraid, but more of a trust in Owen.

"Enough! Irving! ”

"Broken bones!"

A loud light suddenly exploded!

Hermione held her wand high, and a raging flame suddenly appeared.

She was as angry as a lion, and the flames roared, engulfing the eight-eyed spiders around her, who were already extras.

"Put away your shenanigans. If you still have the strength, you should deal with the real one in the classroom! The little witch, Harry, Ron and the other Gryffindors faced the spider swarm, went against the current, and walked in front of Owen.

He looked at them, the corners of his mouth rising uncontrollably, "Today a fool brought the eight-eyed spider into the castle, and tomorrow there will be a fugitive from Azkaban breaking into the castle." The day after tomorrow - maybe it's Voldemort. ”

"It's just a mock exam in advance."

"Just like a few of you, the time when the first grade was in the basement on the third floor didn't do anything other than burden me." He put his hands in his pockets and wrote invincibility on his face.

"Besides, you don't understand, it's all business!"

"What business?" Hermione tilted her head, not to be outdone, staring at the boy in front of her.

looked at him seriously, only frowning slightly when she skimmed Hannah beside him.

"Do no criminals need an Auror?" He said.

"In the same way, how can I sell my class in a castle without a crisis?"

Owen spread his hands and looked at Harry, "Even a few of you are not coming to buy my class, what does that mean?" ”

"It means that you are bored!" Ron ducked behind Harry and yelled at Owen.

"Illustrate, there is a lack of crisis in the castle."

"Crooked!"

"That's not a fallacy." Owen smiled, and he suddenly raised his hand, pointing not far away.

There, in the crowd of little wizards, a tall, eight-eyed giant spider the size of a car suddenly appeared, larger than the other spiders.

"Help!"

"Owen, save me!!" Terrible screams echoed through the hallway.

"Look, this guy still holds the burning stick by himself!" Owen rolled his eyes at a panicked Justin.

The expression was full of helplessness.

A little wizard who doesn't have a sense of crisis is like that.

Take a look at the main trio, and then look at his Hufflepuff trio.

They had been in the same cram school as Harry last semester, but now they reacted so differently in the face of the crisis.

"Stop yelling!"

With that, Owen slammed into the ground, and in an instant, a white mist suddenly emerged.

The extremely cold ice blades were like smoke, quickly drifting towards the eight-eyed giant spider.

This is, the other little wizards around him have also noticed that the real eight-eyed giant spider in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom has long since disappeared.

In chaos, a mess on the ground, Hagrid fell to the ground weak.

His face was dark.

It seems that it has been poisoned quite deeply.

As for Lockhart.

No one cares about a scrap material.

"Speaking of which, if you are bitten by an eight-eyed giant spider, will you become Spider-Man?" He walked towards Justin step by step, not forgetting to make a joke in his mouth.

"Are you sure you can become Spider-Man?" Justin, who was hunted down, didn't forget to tease him.

"Oh? Are you sure you want to change? One bite of it, and you might be in two paragraphs. ”

Stinky boy, it's quite casual and elegant.

The heart is not bad.

But - strength

Yes, but I just don't know how to use it.

If it is the bad environment of the Forbidden Forest, it is dark, full of trees, and the eight-eyed giant spider hiding in an unknown place is still a little difficult to deal with.

Then in the castle, a duel in the open.

At Justin's current level, it won't be that difficult to beat it.

"Whew~"

The cold air was like a hurricane, and the spider with teeth and claws froze in place in an instant.

And what about Justin?

He crossed his arms with trembling hands, exhaled white air, and slowly walked towards the crowd.

"It's really useless, you know to run away when you fight, are you holding a burning stick? Where's your obstacle spell? What about the half-hung petrification spell? What about the flame spell that can spur out Mars? ”

"If you can do any of it, I'll be able to look up to you."

"I—I forgot."

"Forgot you're a wizard?"

Owen slowly walked towards the eight-eyed spider that was still alive although it was frozen.

One step, two steps.

The tip of his wand burst into flames.

The flames are under the restraint of Transfiguration.

Burn in the form of a long sword.

And the ice beneath his feet had long since melted.

Owen walked above the water.

Such as - God walks in the abyss!

"Look." He said.

Then he raised his wand, and the flaming sword shot out suddenly, like a laser, and the unblocked sword cut off the beast's head.

The flames burned the wounds.

It didn't even shed blood.

In the afternoon, I touched the fish and touched 3500. There are only 2100 left. I really can't write a joke just to think about it, it's too painful.

In a fit of rage, he deleted all the paragraphs.

(End of chapter)