The eight-eyed spider beside Peter was a good weaver, and the white chrysalis spread down at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye, gradually flooding Peter's mouth, and Harry watched Peter struggle fiercely, watching his eyes of fear and despair disappear from his sight, and unconsciously, the joy in his heart disappeared, replaced by deep sadness.

During this time, the giant spider remained quiet, seemingly enjoying the terror and helplessness of the two young wizards.

"I've never allowed people in here—"

Click, click, click-

The two big claws of the giant spider moved quickly, and it spoke slowly, and there was coldness in its old voice.

"I'm so sorry--" Hermione whispered, sobbing, "we didn't mean to offend you, Mr. Spider, I. We're here to track the spots. It's the wizard, he's a criminal, and we're going to escort him back to the castle. ”

"We don't care about wizards—"

Aragog's mouthparts trembled, and it said coldly,

"We've always lived here, we don't bother the people in the castle, and we don't want to be disturbed, but you always break the tacit understanding and interfere with our peaceful life, I'm sorry, two little human wizards, you can only die here."

"Wait!"

The moment the giant spider gave the order, Harry immediately felt the force of the big crow clamping his waist and abdomen, and an irrepressible feeling of vomiting flooded his throat, choking him and coughing repeatedly.

"Ahem, don't, don't do that, Mr. Spider, I'm willing to stay here if we offend you, but please let it go-"

"I'm not called Mr. Spider!"

The movement in the woods has not stopped tonight, and now a few humans have broken into the territory, and Aragog waved his big cao irritably, and let out a whirring evil wind,

"I have a name, Aragog, this is my name!"

Aragog?!

Harry and Hermione stopped struggling at the same time, and they looked at each other in mid-air, both seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.

They had heard the name, just tonight, from Hagrid's mouth.

Could it be that this spider has a relationship with Hagrid?

"Wait a minute, Mr. Aragog!"

Hermione's eyes were filled with tears, and she endured the oppression and suffocation, and said with difficulty,

"You know Hagrid, Mr. Aragog, we are his friends, he sent us to capture Peter!"

Harry and Hermione both thought that the terrifying spider would be calmer when they said they were Hagrid's friends, but they didn't expect it to be the opposite.

"Hagrid's friend, lie!"

Aragog's eight milky eyes swirled wildly in their sockets, and the two big crows waved their afterimages in mid-air, not in the drowsy and tired appearance, but in the hemispherical cobwebs, and the steel needle-like body hairs on the gray-black torso stood up one by one.

"Did I say something wrong?"

Hermione turned pale and muttered blankly.

"Maybe this spider had a holiday with Hagrid!" Harry gritted his teeth, the pain making it impossible for him to breathe.

"Hagrid never brings people here!"

It was very strange for a spider to roar in a roaring tone, but neither Harry nor Hermione could laugh, because in a fit of anger, the giant spider supported itself on several legs, and its massive torso stood up to block the moonlight cast by the red moon in the sky, and the shadows ate away the light.

"There is only one exception!"

Aragog roared indignantly,

"Last year Hagrid brought a friend over and asked about something, and I didn't say it, the wizard almost killed me!"

Ahem –

Looking at the two little guys who were stunned below, Amosta in mid-air touched his nose and looked a little embarrassed.

Not.

After a moment of silence, Amosta raised his head, his penetrating gaze searching the gloomy woods, looking for something to use, and then, his gaze paused, and he raised his brow in surprise.

"We're out of luck, Harry." Hermione said sadly.

"On her own, Hermione!"

Harry gasped for breath as he turned his head to look at the eight-eyed spiders who were waiting for Aragog to finish his tantrum and clamp their clamps, and roared,

"It's all petrified!"

Crunch!

The breeze blew in his face, and the spider's limbs suddenly made a strange and eerie movement, and then Harry and Hermione both felt the powerful force of their waists dissipate.

"I didn't expect--"

Harry and Hermione took the opportunity to sneak to the ground, and Harry looked incredulous,

"I didn't think it would succeed, but I failed to chant a spell on a werewolf before!"

"I remember!"

Hermione clutched her chest and said quickly,

"These creatures are eight-eyed spiders, and Professor Bryan took them to Fred and George last year for a practical lesson, and the professor told them that eight-eyed spiders have low resistance to magic, and even the magic of a first-year wizard can defeat them as long as it can hit them!"

"That's a lot easier!"

Harry exclaimed excitedly.

"Professor Blaine"

Aragog's body stiffened, its ugly head slowly drooped, and he whispered,

"Could it be Amosta Blaine?"

Belch. Could it be that it was Professor Bryan who almost killed Aragog last year? He didn't want to capture Aragog and teach the little wizards, did he?

Harry and Hermione looked at each other, and the thought crossed their minds at the same time.

"You're the wizard's student--"

Aragog crawled on the cobwebs again, his movements slow, but his voice was full of bitter hatred,

"That's just sorry, human cub, I can't let you two die simply--"

"Do it, Hermione!"

There was nothing to talk about with the old spider, and Harry shouted decisively while it was rambling.

In the moment of crisis, Hermione showed her reliability, her wand danced, and two successive spells were released on the tip of her wand, hanging upside down Peter's spider silk was cut off, and the eight-eyed spider beside Peter could react quickly, and the ensuing petrification charm fixed it in place!

"How dare you!"

Aragog let out a shrill roar again, and was about to give orders to its offspring, but at that moment, the ugly head covered with stiff hair suddenly felt a chill hit it, and the words that came to its mouth were stopped by it.

A sharp twig trembled slightly, gently pressing against Aragog's head.

Hermione rushed over and dragged the white chrysalis that wrapped Peter, but it was too much work for an underage witch, and Peter, who couldn't see the movement outside, struggled violently.

"Come and help me, Harry!"

Sweat soaked through the white veil that covered the wound on her forehead, and Hermione stamped her foot anxiously.

Sometimes Hermione was clever and intimidating, but occasionally Hermione was as sluggish as Neville.

"Why don't you use magic, Hermione?"

Harry didn't dare to look away from Aragog's movements, but when he heard the movement, he knew that Hermione was confused.

"Oh!"

Hermione straightened up and patted her head, screaming in frustration, and then she made the chrysalis float and dragged Peter to Harry's side.

"But how do we get out of here, Harry?"

Behind them, hundreds of eight-eyed spiders living in the huge crater had surrounded him, and the angry clicking sound seemed to be the only sound in the world.

"Order them to stand out!"

Harry couldn't fail to see that the old spider was the leader of the spider tribe, and with a flick of his wand, the sharp thorn against Aragog's head spun slowly, as if it was about to chisel through Aragog's carapace.

"Impossible—"

Aragog said bitterly,

"You can't do without this tonight, you will be the fertilizer that will hatch my offspring."

Hearing this, Harry's brow furrowed, he didn't expect this spider to be so twisted and uncompromising in the face of the threat of death.

"Don't kill it, Harry!" Hermione gasped sharply, "Have you forgotten, this spider knows Hagrid, it's Hagrid's friend. ”

"yes, I didn't forget!"

Harry's temples twitched, and he felt that things were tricky, and he was only scaring Aragog, not trying to kill him, but Hagrid's terrible friend had made up his mind to keep him and Hermione here, and they were in a dilemma!

(End of chapter)