Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 185 Repeated click click click

It struggled and rolled in the grass, trying to extinguish the flames on its body, but unfortunately it couldn't break free at all.

Only magic can fight magic.

It seemed to have turned into a big fireball, and it could only struggle and beg for mercy.

"Wizard, I'm sorry to ask you. Please. Forgive me"

"The curse immediately stops." Hera tapped her wand lightly, and the flames on the big spider gradually extinguished.In fact, Hera had discovered it early, but didn't know it was a spider, and considering that she was already in the depths of the Forbidden Forest and didn't want to attract other magical animals, Hera kept restraining her magic, thinking that the two of them would live in peace, but she didn't expect it to dare to attack.

"What do you want to do?" Hera stepped on its abdomen. It had just rolled on the ground to put out the fire, exposing its most vulnerable abdominal cavity.

"Aragok!" it cried, "Aragok!"

"what is that?"

"Hagrid, friend," it called, his claws spreading limply, and it looked as if Hera's magic had done it a great deal of damage.

"Friend? Are you a friend of Hagrid's?"

"No, Aragog."

"Take me to meet it, that Aragog." Hera moved her foot and kicked the big spider's paw.

The spider struggled to turn over. It was as big as a horse pulling a cart, with eight eyes, eight legs, black and hairy, like giants.However, under the magic of Hera, it is as weak and pitiful as Belle in Beauty and the Beast.

It led the way, and Hera followed it, and they moved toward the center of the wood.

The darkness receded a bit, and Hera saw that the ground covered with fallen leaves was now densely packed with spiders.He twisted his neck away, and they had come to the edge of a wide depression. The trees in the depression had been cleared, and Hera could barely see the terrifying sight in front of him with the light from the tip of her wand, which was enough to scare all the little wizards to tears.

The spider, on a misty, hemispherical web in the very center of the depression, was dormant a spider the size of a small elephant, its body and legs black and gray, and each eye covered with a white haze on its ugly head with large pincers—obviously, it was a blind spider.

Beside it, there are countless spiders, each of which is as big as a horse pulling a cart, which is terrifying and terrifying.

"What's the matter?" it said, clicking, and the two big claws moved rapidly.

"Wizard." said the leading spider.

But Hera stood forward, and the light on the tip of the wand went out, "I'm Hagrid's friend. Before he left, he told me to follow the direction of the spider. I think he was pointing at you."

"Hagrid's friend?" Aragog looked puzzled, and then said irritably, "Kill him, I'm sleeping."

"I'm Hagrid's friend, Aragog—is that your name?" Hera frowned. He didn't expect that following Hagrid's words would lead to such a result, but it wasn't surprising, after all, no matter how you looked at it, Hagrid's friend would naturally be such a terrible monster.

Fortunately, Harry didn't rush into the Forbidden Forest impulsively.

I'm afraid they will become the fertilizer of the Forbidden Forest just like Professor Hoglass (Note: Quirrell's previous professor appeared in Chapter 2.).

Hera had no doubt that spiders would not care if Harry was the savior of the wizarding world, and he bet that these spiders must not have eaten humans for a long time.

Click, click, click, the claws of spiders moved all over the hollow.Aragog hesitated when he heard Hera's words.

"Hagrid never sent anyone to our hollow before," it said slowly.

"Hagrid has left Hogwarts," Hera said, shrugging his shoulders. "He's in a big trouble, and he probably won't be able to return for a while."

"Trouble?" said Aragog, which Hera thought was clearly concerned, "but why did he send you?"

"I don't think he took the picture. He just told me to follow the direction of the spider before he left." Hera said calmly, playing with her wand casually. "Are you the monster Hagrid released from the Chamber of Secrets 50 years ago?"

Click, click, Aragog waved his pincers angrily, and the sound was echoed by the large group of spiders on the hollow. It was like applause, except that the usual applause would not make Hera feel sick.

"That was many years ago," said Aragog angrily. "Many, many years ago. I remember very well that they let him leave the school because of that. They were convinced that I was the monster that lived in what they called the Chamber of Secrets. They thought it was Hagrid who opened the Chamber of Secrets and let me out."

"Then you...?" Hera asked softly.

"Me?" said Aragog, his pincers clicking angrily. "I was not born in the castle. I came from a far country. A traveler gave me to Hagrid when I was not yet hatched from the egg. Hagrid was only a boy, but he looked after me, and hid me in a cupboard in the castle, and fed me the crumbs that were scattered on the table. Hagrid was a good friend of mine, and he was a good man."

"I don't think I'm here to listen to your reminiscences." Hera said coldly, pointing his wand at Aragog, and he had already got the answer he wanted.But his actions made the spiders around him make loud noises, seeming very dissatisfied.

"Wizard, even if you are Hagrid's friend, you need to respect us." Aragog let out a roar, and it growled, "My sons and daughters, obey my orders! Eat him! Eat him!"

"Why are you always unable to recognize reality?" Hera sighed, shaking her head gently, as if she didn't pay attention to these big spiders that were almost as dense as a wall.

"Burning flames!"

"Smashed to pieces!"

"Thunderbolt explosion!"

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Hera had a rare opportunity to practice the spell, and he practiced with the sons and daughters of Aragog over and over again.It has to be said that a moving living target is the best practice target.

Aragog waved its claws eagerly, clicking, "Stop! Dark wizard, stop casting evil spells on my children!"

"Oh? Didn't you let them attack me?" Hera roared angrily, without stopping at all. Aragog's words even added fuel to the fire, making the anger in his heart even stronger.

"Fiendfire burns!"

When Hera uttered this spell, she felt that her soul was about to be sublimated, and the anger in her mind was relieved a lot.

　My mentality has collapsed, my archery seems to have entered a bottleneck period, and any novice can shoot much more accurately than me.I don’t want to go to the archery room anymore, I just concentrate on coding, at least there are lovely readers like you in the novel.It can also make my heart a little warmer. I have been watching the addition of updates. The difference is not much. If there is another 50 or so, the conditions for addition of updates should be met again.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)