Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

"A demon that blends into the tribe and sucks the lives of the tribe?" Aragog's voice was full of hesitation and confusion. "My children have never mentioned this change to me."

The corners of Daphne's mouth curved up, revealing a sarcastic smile: "Maybe they are enjoying it, old spider? They were eating very happily just now."

Aragog fell silent for a moment, and even the pair of large claws on his head no longer collided with each other.

After a long time, it expressed its agreement in the same slow tone.

It is getting old, and its control over the ethnic group is also declining. The huge ethnic group is showing signs of gradually losing control in its hands. It can still rely on the prestige it has accumulated to support the situation, but there are many things it can no longer control - such as eating the corpses of its dead comrades.

The spider controlled by Aragog couldn't help but curl up all its feet into a ball, looking extremely scared.

It turned its head and asked: "That monster is parasitic on the back of one of my children, right?"

Riddle, who was at the end of his strength, let out a scream of pain, and then the entire spirit body turned into black smoke and disappeared directly into the diary on the ground.

Daphne couldn't help but lick the corner of her mouth: She really didn't have a good idea. It was easy to set a fire but hard to put it out.

If that book is not destroyed, everything is just a cloud.

The four of them were caught off guard by the screams emitted by the spirit. If nothing else happened, Riddle would survive and make a comeback. However, Nightmare, who was not affected by the screams, sprinted forward and pushed Riddle up. Go back and ignite its spirit body at the same time.

As if aware of his situation, Riddle, who had already fallen into madness, suddenly opened his mouth and let out a sharp blast full of negative emotions. The four people standing near it suddenly felt dizzy, and the magic spell on their hands was also forced to interrupt.

It decisively ordered its descendants to drag the demon species out of its lair and tear it into pieces. At the same time, it turned to face Daphne and the other four, and said in a humble tone: "Please extinguish the flames. The Acromantula family is not the enemy of wizards."

After listening to Daphne tell the whole story, Aragog sighed: "I am old and I really can't deal with such a monster. Please help me get rid of it! I will restrain my child. our."

Aragog touched the ground with his arthropods and quickly came to the conclusion: "There is another one hiding deep in the spider web, haha..."

For this reason, it decided to forgive the little wizards for the carnage they caused in the first place.

The words of the old patriarch were still useful. After the spiders made noisy for a while, they left the spider nest one after another. Daphne and the others soon discovered a spider with a tumor on its back - apparently it was a possessed spider.

At this moment, the notebook was lying quietly among the fallen leaves and cobwebs, showing a harmless appearance. But it is clear that when the storm passes, it will stir up trouble again.

Daphne was about to take action, but she lowered her wand again. She remembered what happened after she killed the spider in the first place.

Aragog only felt depressed for a while: More than a week? ! Don’t you have an idea of ​​the normal rate of decline of your kind? Don’t you think you die too often?

The Acromantula, a magical animal, has a very long life. Unless it is seriously and irreversibly injured while out hunting, it will not die for no reason. Spiders die every day, and this number is far beyond normal.

At this point, it's all over.

Seizing this opening, Riddle jumped towards Harry - he was not the wizard closest to him, but he still subconsciously chose Harry instead of Daphne who was closer.

Two six hundred seven: five three zero: six zero: seven five e:: one

It knew in its mind: that was the culprit.

"Tell me, the number of members of the same race who have died suddenly recently!" Aragog burst out with unprecedented momentum, sweeping away his decrepit posture.

The Riddle diary in the humus seemed to be aware of the approaching danger. It no longer hesitated and directly materialized Riddle in the diary.

She glanced at the nightmare standing beside her. Under Daphne's instructions, the nightmare ran around the wall of fire and controlled the fire within a certain range. Then the four little wizards took turns casting freezing spells on the blazing fire. After a lot of effort, they extinguished the flames at the edge of the depression.

At this time, Riddle had already been polluted, his spirit body was filled with disgusting black filth, and his eyes were filled with bloodlust and the desire to kill.

Aragog believes that even after his death, he will become a meal for the spiders. This is the habit of the Acromantula!

But it’s different now! How could they turn a blind eye to this abnormality? Just for that mouthful of meat of the same kind?

Aragog turned around suddenly, grabbed the eight-eyed spider closest to him with his jointed limbs, and pulled it in front of him.

The fire was put out and the battle in the spider's nest was over. The Acromantula, which had an absolute numerical advantage, dragged the monster out of the spider nest and tore it into pieces.

"It looks like everything is over." Aragog said with emotion - without these little wizards coming, how many more of his descendants would have died!

"Are all the spiders out?" she asked softly.

During the negotiation between Aragog and Daphne, the fire had grown much stronger. Now they don't even need to do anything, this fire can bring a catastrophe to the Acromantulas.

Immediately afterwards, Hermione hit the monster with a precise obstacle spell, trapping it in place, and several attack magics immediately poured on it.

It rushed towards the four little wizards like a wild beast. It was extremely fast. It rushed in front of Astoria in the blink of an eye, and was then deflected away by the protective spell cast by Astoria.

"It's not over." Daphne's eyes narrowed. She noticed that a small black notebook fell from the spider hiding deep in the nest when it was torn into pieces. She believed that was the source of everything.

After a few seconds, seeing that Aragog had no intention of punishing him, the spider tremblingly told it that in the past few days, members of its own race had died every day, ranging from one or two to three or four. This phenomenon had already begun. Lasted for over a week.

Now, Aragog no longer had any doubts about what Daphne and the others said.

After receiving a positive answer, Aragog issued an order to all the Acromantulas to leave the spider nest.

After receiving Aragog's assurance, Daphne walked down the depression with the other three little wizards.

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