After walking down the steep slope for about 20 minutes, Aiwen came to the edge of a wide depression. The trees in the depression were cleared, and he could see the vast starry sky when he looked up.
The open space in the center of the depression is covered with thick fallen leaves, stepping on it, there is a feeling of walking on a carpet. Ivan saw Pettigrew Peter and the Acantara who took him away in the middle of the open space, and in front of them was a huge, misty, hemispherical spider web.
"Aiwen, Aiwen, you have come to save me! I knew it, you will come!"
Peter Pettigrew wept in a low voice, his whole body was extremely miserable, he was lying on the ground trembling, looking like he had lost all dignity, he crawled over like a bug, tremblingly said, "Please, please Don't leave me here alone, don't"
"Shut up!" Ivan said angrily.
Peter Pettigrew's continuous crying disturbed him. Peter's current appearance made Ivan feel sick and looked down on him even more.
It's pathetic, weak, and stupid to the extreme, why does such a person exist? !
Ivan didn't look at Peter Pettigrew, his gaze turned to the giant eight-eyed spider aside.
It was lying on the thick leaves, and the eight spider legs were shaking slightly. The four eyes on one side of the body were looking at itself and Peter Pettigrew, and the four eyes on the other side were looking at the ridiculously large spider not far away. net.
Click click, click click, click click
Its claws moved at a high frequency, making a rapid clicking sound.
Ivan suddenly realized that this giant acromantia was talking. It's not easy to hear because it rattles its claws with every word it says.
"Aragok!" it cried, "Aragok!"
From the midst of the misty, hemispherical web emerged very slowly a spider the size of a small elephant. Its body and legs were black and gray, and each eye was clouded with white over its hideous clawed head, and it was blind.
Seeing Aragog, Ivan involuntarily clenched the wand in his hand.
This guy should be Hagrid's pet, the ancestor of all giant spiders in the Forbidden Forest.
The picture in front of him was too frightening. Although he had already made some preparations in his heart, when this giant spider appeared, Ivan realized that he had thought of Aragog too small before. He had eight spider legs at both ends of his body. Each one is thicker than your own body.
Peter Pettigrew, who had been curled up on the ground trembling, suddenly stopped trembling, his mouth was wide open, as if screaming silently, and his eyes bulged out.
This is simply a nightmare, a nightmare magnified countless times.
With the appearance of Aragog, countless acromantulas came out from nowhere.
Each of them is bigger than the three that attacked Ivan and Peter Pettigrew just now. They are densely packed together. After seeing something in the center of the field, they all moved their big pincers excitedly, sending out a frightening and disgusting sound. sound.
Peter Pettigrew's scalp tingled for a while, and he swore that if he could choose the method of death, he would rather be torn apart by Sirius Black, or his soul sucked by the dementors, and he would not be the food of these spiders.
"What's going on?" Aragog clicked, his two pincers moving quickly, with a bit of majesty in his voice, "Why did you call me?"
"Man!" said the spider that had brought Peter Pettigrew here.
"Is it Hagrid?" Aragog moved closer, leaning in front of Ivan and Peter Pettigrew, staring blankly with those eight milky white eyes.
"No, it's a stranger."
"Kill them!" Click, click, Aragog said irritably, "Don't bother me because of this kind of thing, I'm sleeping"
Hearing Aragog's words, the other spiders were all excited.
They surrounded the center of the field, preparing to eat Ivan and Peter Pettigrew after Aragog returned.
"No, no, think of a way!" Peter Pettigrew lay on the ground, holding Ivan's robe tightly, and looked at the acromantula around him in panic.
Ivan kicked Peter Pettigrew aside, and he took a step forward, even the fluff on Aragog's body could be seen clearly.
He swallowed, and his heart seemed to leave his chest and jump out of his throat.
"Wait a minute, Aragog!" Ivan shouted, "I'm Hagrid's friend!"
"Hagrid's friend?!" Aragog hesitated amidst the rattling sounds, and said slowly, "Hagrid never sent anyone to our hollow before!"
"My name is Evan Mason, I'm in the castle, my relationship with Hagrid"
"I've heard of your name!" Aragog waved his pincers, "Hagrid told me a few months ago that you killed that guy in the castle."
"That's right!" Ivan replied eagerly, "Harry and I killed the basilisk!"
Hearing the word basilisk, all the rattling sounds in the depression suddenly stopped, and the whole world suddenly became quieter than ever before.
Apart from his own heavy breathing and Peter Pettigrew's sobbing, Ivan could no longer hear any sound.
He even thought that the acromantulas had all left. He turned his head and saw that the acromantulas were still huddled there, but they were all quiet, and even took a step back.
On their ugly spider faces, they showed fear in a very human way.
"How dare you mention that name!" Aragog waved its claws frantically, making an unprecedented clicking sound, and said emotionally, "That guy is the sworn enemy of our spiders!"
Its sound was echoed by a large group of spiders on the hollow, like applause, and the sound of clicking clicked suddenly, and Ivan saw the spiders gathered around again, with countless long legs moving on the ground, huge Dark shadows dangled around them.
"Quick, talk about something else, don't mention that guy!" Peter Pettigrew reminded Ivan in an almost suffocating voice.
Obviously, Aragog thought the same way. He changed the subject and said to Ivan, "Friend of Hagrid, what are you doing in our hollow?"
"I came here by accident after following this guy. He is an evil dark wizard who planned a despicable conspiracy in the castle!" Ivan hesitated, and continued, "This guy is serving Voldemort."
Peter Pettigrew twitched at the name.
"Voldemort?!" Aragog repeated slowly, without seeming to have any special reaction, it said slowly, "I've heard of this name, fifteen years ago, this wizard sent someone to contact But me, you humans were in a war at the time, he asked us to join his camp, but I turned him down, I am not interested in wizards' war. Although my children are very eager to follow this wizard, Voldemort Promised them very generous rewards, they"
Hearing Voldemort, the acromantulas around became more excited obviously. They all seemed to recall Voldemort's promises, promises they couldn't refuse: as long as they were loyal to Voldemort, they could get fresh human flesh as food. (.)