The protective magic that had shrouded the office had been removed by Amosta, and the faint starlight once again shone through the breezy curtains on the dark floor of the office, and Amosta leaned back in his chair, staring at the dappled light and shadows, looking tired.

Before reading his memory, Amosta expected that he would see some interesting information, but no matter how rich his imagination was, he did not expect that the memory that he had 'erased' would contain such incredible information.

"Harry Potter--"

After a while, Amosta closed his eyes, and a wry smile appeared on his lips.

The memory under the dormitory floor has nothing to do with the plot, but it is as important as the plot, and it can even be said that it is a memory that affects the 'future direction'.

"No wonder I made such a thorough protection back then--"

Amosta whispered softly, the wry smile on the corner of his mouth had unconsciously turned into a yin owl, and between his eyes, there was not only relief, but also doubt.

"--Am I still involved, but why should I go to such a level to be... Is that really possible..."

The content of the memory itself made Amosta understand why this memory appeared, and why only when he returned to Hogwarts and met Harry Potter, the clues of this memory would appear, but its existence also gave Amosta deeper doubts, which are currently unanswerable, and only by going down the river of time step by step will it be unveiled one day in the future.

"Butterfly effect--- does my presence still complicate the problem..."

Spinning the wand at his fingertips, Amosta set his eyes on the voodoo doll on the bookshelf whose nose was on the verge of shattering, and the body of the dragon's blood candle had taken on a pale pink color, he could already feel that this doll could not last long under the destruction of the Dark Lord's power, which also meant that his time at Hogwarts was about to enter the countdown.

"It's almost hot--"

Amosta moved his nose and let out an incomprehensible laugh, he could already smell the 'free' land.

...............

"The Eight-Eyed Spider - this is a very aggressive, social dark creature, and at the moment, it has not been found that the flesh of that creature is not liked by the Eight-Eyed Spider, and of course, human flesh."

Amosta's explanation caused the young wizards who had 'legally' entered the edge of the Forbidden Forest to restrain their excitement slightly, and refocused their horse-like attention on the juvenile eight-eyed spider behind Professor Brian.

"You can tell from its size that it's a magical creature with great speed and strength, especially since the venom of an adult eight-eyed spider can even incapacitate a fire dragon."

Amosta confronted a group of young wizards and talked eloquently,

"However, it is still not difficult to deal with, because, the weakness of the eight-eyed spider is as prominent as its advantages, compared to the resistance of the fur or scale armor of ordinary magical creatures to magic spells, the magic resistance of the eight-eyed spider is similar to that of a wizard, which means that even a first-year young wizard, as long as he can make his magic spell hit the eight-eyed spider, then he can defeat this creature!"

"Professor Blaine!"

Gryffindor's Katie Bell raised her hand, her voice mixed with excitement and fear,

"If we get bitten by an eight-eyed spider... Does it lay eggs in our bodies? ”

"Why can't you change to a less disgusting question, Katie?" Arya said dissatisfied.

Click, click, click....

Amosta laughed, waved his hand to lift his petrification spell, and said loudly to the eager little wizards,

"Stand back three hundred feet and line up and try to petrify or stun the eight-eyed spider before it rushes over to inject venom into your body.

Friendly reminder, everyone, at this distance, the eight-eyed spider will only need less than five seconds to get in front of you, which means that you only have the opportunity to cast two spells...

You have to be desperate and determined, and if you fail, you're going to have to swallow the bitter fruit yourself, because I'm not going to make a move... Thanks to the 1st and 2nd graders, I've reduced the difficulty of the practical lessons to the point where even Filch can handle them! ”

In the face of a group of excited little wizards, the eight-eyed spider holding up the black crow closed its eyes in despair, as if it had anticipated its tragic end.

This is what happened in the Defence Against the Dark Arts practice class in grades 3, 4, and 5, and under Professor McGonagall's strong opposition, Amosta had to cancel the original plan to find a closed classroom to restore the environment of the Forbidden Forest, and let the young wizards fight the eight-eyed spider 1v1 under completely unknown circumstances.

However, this difficulty seems to be just right for young wizards, and most of them can enjoy it.

Some of them have both guts and practical abilities, such as the Weasleys twins, and Cedric of Hufflepuff, who can even play the hapless eight-eyed spider with ease!

In the Gryffindor break room that night, when Fred and George boasted in the crowd that they had killed the two thin limbs of the eight-eyed spider with the petrification charm and the smashing charm, Ron, who had been nervous about tomorrow's practical class, suddenly showed the expression of the rest of his life.

"Whatever you deal with, it's better than a spider!"

Ron's trembling words made Harrigan Hermione look at each other, they knew that Ron's confidence could only be maintained until Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and Professor Bryan would let Ron know what it meant to be 'sinister'!

"Say--"

Ron chewed a piece of pumpkin pie and frowned at Harry and Hermione, who had been in a trance no matter what they had done for the past two days, and said,

"Don't you two have an idea yet?"

Hearing this, Harry collapsed on the couch, and Hermione also put down her Transfiguration paper and sighed,

"It's harder than you think, Ron, and I think you'd have to be prepared...

Professor Blaine's words in the university hospital are encouraging, but they can't be so easy for us who lack practical experience, right? ”

Hermione looked at Ron, who seemed to have accepted his fate,

"That's not something that can be solved by knocking someone in the head with a levitation charm."

Since Professor Bryan agreed to give everyone another chance to give up in the school hospital that night, basically most of the little wizards who had already seen the Yin corpse had chosen to give up, and a considerable number of the little wizards who were originally going to enter the labyrinth for the second time also made a new choice.

In fact, Ron also had the idea of giving up in his heart, but seeing that Harry and Hermione continued to persevere, and even Neville squatted in front of the fireplace all day long, thinking about what simple little spell he could use to defeat the dark creatures in the labyrinth, Ron had to grit his teeth and persist in order to maintain his fragile self-esteem.

"After tomorrow, Professor Bryan has scheduled his next lab class for next Thursday, and until then, hopefully I'll think of some way..."

Hermione said with a sad look on her face

"If Professor Blaine has given us permission to give up, why can't we be allowed to consult some information?"