In the Forbidden Forest at night, it was dark and silent.
With the help of the tracking potion, Ivan could feel that Pettigrew Peter was ahead, his speed was slow, but he kept moving forward.
His bloodstains were still scattered on the winding path.
"Fluorescent flickering!" There was a crisp, subtle sound, and the end of Ivan's wand emitted a faint light.
He hurried forward, and for about ten minutes, there was no sound in his ears except the snapping of branches and the rustling of leaves. Around him, the ancient trees that had grown for centuries became more and more dense, and the stars above his head were no longer visible. If it wasn't for the help of the tracking potion, Aiwen even thought he had lost him.
In the ancient Forbidden Forest, Alvin's magic wand shimmered alone in the endless darkness, and he found that Pettigrew Peter had deviated from the path.
Over a mossy stump, he could hear the gurgling of water.
Apparently there was a stream somewhere nearby.
With the faint light at the end of the wand, Ivan saw the figure of Peter Pettigrew disappearing behind a tall oak tree. He gripped his wand tightly and hurried after him. Although I was in a hurry, I couldn't walk very fast. There were tree roots and stumps everywhere on the ground, blocking the road, and I couldn't see it in the dark light.
Aiwen's clothes were caught by the nearby low branches and thorny vines, and he noticed that the nearby ground was sloping down, although the trees were still as dense as before.
Suddenly, he stopped abruptly, holding his wand firmly against his chest.
He could feel that besides himself and Peter Pettigrew, something else was rapidly approaching, and with the strange sound of rattling, it swished and slid on the fallen leaves near him.
Aiwen had to be careful, he had heard from Hagrid that there were many dangerous magical animals in the Forbidden Forest.
He concentrated his magic power on the wand, squinted his eyes, and took a few steps forward cautiously.
Peter Pettigrew had stopped, hiding behind the oak tree in front of him.
At the same time as Ivan approached the oak tree, under the reflection of the faint fluorescence of the wand, he suddenly saw the shadow of a huge, terrifying monster slantingly appearing on the ground. Before he could even turn around, something long, hairy picked him up by the side, leaving him hanging face down in mid-air.
Alvin struggled, waving his wand!
He heard the rattling sound again, it was the monster that grabbed him, and he was being dragged into the dark bushes by the other party.
At the moment Alvin was attacked, Peter Pettigrew was shivering behind a huge oak tree.
He was panting heavily, his broken right hand was wrapped in a robe indiscriminately, and the serious injuries all over his body made him almost dying.
Boundless darkness enveloped him, he felt that he was about to die, and an unprecedented fear enveloped his heart.
He didn't understand why things had developed to this point, his plot was flawless. But since he met the twelve-year-old boy in Lupin's office, the situation began to take a turn for the worse, and he even had to use the magic taught to him by the Dark Lord again, the forbidden black magic.
The last time he used this magic, he paid a price with one finger.
But this time, he gave a palm, and the strong backlash and explosion power brought by the black magic made him even have no strength to move now.
click, click, click
A strange voice came, and Peter Pettigrew struggled to raise his head.
The little frightened eyes bulged out, and he seemed to see something crawling down from the tree.
click, click, click
The strange sound was getting closer, and the thing was directly above his head.
This unknown monster seemed to be attracted by the smell of blood on his body.
Peter Pettigrew wanted to run away, but his body became weak and weak for a while. He fell back heavily, with fear written all over his sweaty and frightened face.
He didn't know what the monster was approaching above his head, but he knew that what would meet him would be death, and this was the price he deserved.
Peter Pettigrew couldn't remember how many times he had this nightmare, and he'd been waiting for this day ever since he betrayed James and Lily to Voldemort.
Now, death has finally come to him!
He thought of the fairy tale "The Tales of Beedle the Poet" that his mother would read to him when he was a child every night before going to bed.
He still remembers the story that impressed him the most, the story about "The Legend of the Three Brothers". Peter has almost forgotten the content of the story, but there is a sentence in it that he will always remember: Death may be late, but he will never be absent.
If he is destined to face death, Peter Pettigrew only hopes that the process will not be too painful.
Alvin's head was hanging in the air, and he turned sideways and stretched out his wand.
There was a red light at the end of the wand, and the monster behind him was knocked out, and Ivan fell heavily to the ground.
He hurriedly got up, and only then did he see clearly the guy who had just grabbed him.
The monster had eight grotesquely long, hairy thin legs, and above its head was a pair of huge black stings that gleamed.
Behind it, there is another monster like this, they are staring at him fiercely with many terrifying black eyes.
These two monsters looked like spiders, but not little spiders scurrying through the leaves, but each was the size of a cart horse, with eight eyes and eight legs, black and hairy. Sensen's behemoth.
It's an acromantula! ! !
It was terrible, Ivan suddenly realized what he had encountered, Pettigrew Peter fled in a panic, and brought them into the territory of the acromantula.
According to the records in "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", the acromantula is a kind of huge and ferocious spider. They have eight eyes, live in dense jungles, and their bodies are covered with thick black hair; adult spiders The legs extend out to the sides and can span up to fifteen feet.
They also secrete venom and are terrifying carnivores that will eat almost anything.
Aiwen knew that there were acromantulas in the Forbidden Forest, and they were all descendants of Aragog raised by Hagrid. In order for his furry friend to reproduce, Hagrid even specially found a spouse for it. He still remembered that it was said in the book "Where are the Fantastic Beasts" that the acromantula can lay up to a hundred eggs at a time.
Eggs are laid several times a year and last for fifty years, and the number of acromantulas in the Forbidden Forest can reach a terrifying number!
Ivan clenched his wand tightly, and the two guys on the opposite side didn't rush forward immediately.
Maybe they are observing Ivan's weakness, maybe they sense danger, maybe they are waiting for their companions, maybe
In short, Aiwen and two huge acromantia confronted each other strangely.
The next second, Peter Pettigrew's miserable and powerless cry came from behind the oak tree beside Ivan, and he was also attacked! (.)