Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

Seeing that all three partners agreed with his proposal, Harry's eyes became brighter: he suddenly found his meaning in this small team.

Not a translation dictionary, not an NPC giving out tasks, but a serious and useful team member!

"I'll go back to the dormitory to get my Nimbus 2000——"

Before Harry could move, he was stopped by Daphne.

"No need, I have a better broom." As she said that, she took out a small leather bag the size of a palm and pulled out a broomstick from it.

Harry:?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have been able to believe that such a small bag could actually contain a broomstick. Also, the broom in Daphne’s hand is so beautiful!

Harry couldn't take his eyes away the first time he saw the Firebolt.

He originally thought that Nimbus 2000 was the pinnacle of beauty among flying broomsticks, but in front of the Firebolt, Nimbus 2000 was like a Renault parked next to a Porsche.

"This is……?"

"The prize for the champion of the duel competition is a beta broomstick given to him by a friend of Professor Flitwick. It is said to have better performance than all the broomsticks on the market." Daphne handed the broom to Harry and explained to him at the same time. Opened the performance limit on the broom.

Harry sat on the broom and flew into the sky with a single push.

The Firebolt exerted its performance to the extreme as if venting its anger, so much so that Harry was almost thrown off by it at first. But when the Firebolt reached its maximum speed, Harry quickly adapted to its speed, and then he completely fell in love with the broomstick.

At one point, Harry even had the urge to exchange half of his savings for the broom. However, his rationality quickly suppressed this thought - he would spend the rest of his life in the magical world, so he had to save a little. If the savings his parents left him were gone, could he go back to Devon and live with the Dursleys?

After trying to calm down the excitement in his heart, Harry returned to the ground on his broomstick.

"It's a great broom." Harry hovered steadily in front of the three people. He first praised the Firebolt provided by Daphne, and then asked everyone if they could start taking action.

Despite Harry's best efforts to restrain himself, Daphne saw the love for the broom in his eyes.

For a moment, Daphne came up with the idea of ​​​​giving the Firebolt to Harry - this super-performance broom was really a pearl in her hands, and Potter was the one who could really play its role.

"You go to the spider nest first, we need to make some preparations here." Astoria told Harry the next battle plan - Daphne's nightmare has been kept by Hagrid in the school's hunting ground. Today is also the time to take it out for a walk. With the assistance of Nightmare, they can advance quickly in the forest, which can greatly shorten the time to reach the spider nest.

Harry nodded, indicating that he understood their intention.

With a flick of his broom, he rushed towards the night sky, flying over the Forbidden Forest like a light bird.

"Sister, he is more suitable to be the owner of this broom than you." Astoria couldn't help but sigh as she watched Harry skillfully control the Firebolt flying in the sky.

"That's a lot of nonsense." Daphne glared at Astoria, then hurried towards the school's hunting grounds.

……

"Salazar, your apprentice doesn't know how to ride a broomstick?"

"Say it like your apprentice knows how to ride!"

In the dark corner, one person and one ghost were whispering and trying to undermine each other - in fact, among the four of them, only Gryffindor was better at riding a broom, the others were not very good at it, especially Ravenclaw, even the carriage. If she can't drive well, she's a vehicle killer.

"By the way, someone has perfected your lame autopilot spell for you."

"Stop for a moment, what is a lame spell?!"

……

The hunting ground is a clearing opened by the school on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. It is used to raise livestock and magical animals needed for the Care of Magical Creatures class. Daphne's nightmare is kept there.

Arriving at the fence of the hunting ground, Daphne called softly, and a black bone horse with four hooves blazing blue fire ran over from the depths of the hunting ground - it recognized Daphne at a glance and responded to her call.

"I need your help." Daphne asked the nightmare for help after patting the nightmare's big head with only a few skeletons.

The moment she saw the nightmare, Hermione opened her mouth slightly and was lost for a moment: she had heard the rumor before and knew that Daphne was claimed by the treasure left by the ancient wizard. But considering that Daphne has never come forward to confirm these rumors, she has always treated them as rumors.

But today Daphne really called a magical animal that looked amazing!

"This is...?" Hermione couldn't help but point at Nightmare and asked.

"It's a nightmare. I got it from a crystal ball last year." Daphne briefly introduced the origin of the nightmare to Hermione, and then took it out of the hunting ground.

By the time they returned to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Harry had already returned to where he was. He brought good news: he had found the spider's nest.

It is not difficult to find the spider nest, because when viewed from the sky, the Acromantula's nest is as conspicuous as a landmark - it is a large piece of dead gray-white, sticking to the Forbidden Forest like a rotten scar. If you want to see it, It’s hard not to see him.

After learning that Harry had found the spider nest, Daphne immediately decided to head to the spider nest.

……

After the sun sets, most of the creatures in the Forbidden Forest retreat to their nests to rest. Only a few nocturnal animals such as owls come out to look for food. Acromantulas are no exception. They return to the spider nest with the prey they caught during the day.

One of the spiders looked a little strange: a huge tumor protruded from its back. The tumor was beating like a heart, extracting nutrients from the spider into its own body.

I don’t know how long this behavior lasted, but the spider possessed by it obviously couldn’t hold on anymore. Its belly was deflated, its movements became extremely sluggish, and it walked unsteadily, as if it was drunk.

The strange appearance of this spider attracted the attention of many similar spiders. They gathered around it and the big claws in its mouth kept colliding with each other, making a "click-click" sound.

They are very concerned about the physical health of their own kind, but they do not care for their sick companions, but carve up its body when it dies.

After the last intake, the spider possessed by the tumor was drained of its last trace of nutrients. It lay on the ground and stopped moving.

The surrounding spiders crawled to it one after another, first testing it with their arthropods, and after confirming that the parasitized spider was dead, the surrounding spiders no longer had any scruples, and swarmed up to eat the dead ones.

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