Hogwarts on the tip of the tongue

One day the hunter will also become the hunted.

Elena was sitting in the Acromantula's lair, watching the crackling above the campfire in the center of the hollow. While swallowing her saliva, Elena sighed at the fate. It was wonderful - she had never thought of eating it. A feast of magical animals turns out to be spiders.

Unlike vegetarians or those who are compassionate, the philanthropic Elena has always been ruthless. Since the predators want to taste delicious human flesh, they must be prepared to become human food. .

This has nothing to do with the level of intelligence. Nature has given all races equal life and death in the food chain.

In fact, in Elena's view, the main reason why there will be some extreme animal protection or extreme vegetarians in future generations is not because people have improved their spiritual realm, but because the race of the terrifying Ape erectus is too powerful. It is so large that the ethnic group can afford a small number of members to act independently.

If any of the wolves wanted to switch to a vegetarian diet, they might not survive the next winter and would have starved to death in the wilderness.

On the other hand...

Now that the old spider Aragog can no longer restrain it, and the children can no longer resist the temptation of human flesh, they need to be prepared to be eaten by humans - to face an intelligent, magical creature that loves human flesh. Elena, who did not directly commit genocide, preferred to call her act of mercy.

Roasting spider legs is a skill. Compared with roasting crab legs, roasting spider legs has a more complicated process.

[Terrestrial soft-shell hairy crab], which lives in the Hogwarts Forbidden Forest, is the most difficult to cook and barbecue. The main difficulty lies in controlling the heat - it is necessary to burn the velvet while avoiding too much heat. The big sear breaks through the shell and chars the tender meat.

With the campfire, the crackling of terrestrial soft-shell crabs, the joints began to emit a light aroma similar to grilled king crab legs, which does not require any. The condiments are derived from the most rugged nature. Flame cooking is about the ingredients. Best, match.

Elena is exquisite, her little nose twitches, it smells so good~

Carefully taking one from the campfire and roasting it, Elena temporarily polished the edges of the crispy spider legs. The stone slices were cut effortlessly and roasted until crispy. The black shell revealed the snow-white flesh inside.

The air is getting stronger and stronger, the aroma of grilled king crab mixed with the light, burnt smell makes people start to salivate unconsciously.

I have to admit that the Acromantula, as a magical animal with certain magical powers, has far better meat than what Elena had eaten in Cambodia in her previous life. The roasted spider tastes much better. The texture is somewhat similar to that of tender chicken, but the taste is... Some hairy crabs, delicious.

"Would you like to eat some of Aragog's?"

Elena looked around at the trembling corpses of her companions who were eating around her. The surviving Acromantulas turned their heads to look at the giant spiders who had been hiding behind the thick webs. They were not participating in the meal. Said with a chuckle.

Spiders are cannibalistic creatures.

According to the habit of spiders, they will die and eat the corpses of the same kind, which is not an unacceptable thing.

Even as a magical creature, the Acromantula is no exception at this point - in fact, if Hagrid hadn't acted quickly, Aragog's funeral in the original work might only be able to bury a little of it as a small toy when it was a child. What, use a mound of soil to build a version of a magical creature, a "cemetery".

click click...

Hiding behind the spider web, Aragog waved his large claws a few times and hesitated for a few seconds before asking slowly.

"Um...have you had enough, Miss Kaslana?"

"You're about seventy percent full. It's so much that I can't even finish it by myself."

Elena casually threw it down and finished eating it. She stood up with the crunchy spider legs and walked to the side. She broke off four or five more spider legs naturally in the slaughterhouse and dragged them to the stand beside the campfire. She licked her lips and whispered softly. said.

"Don't worry, I won't eat you. I'm still waiting for you to lead me the way..."

As the girl stood up, people around her were still eating. The Acromantulas froze in unison, and then quickly moved their claws back and forth, fearing that they would accidentally be regarded as a "corpse" by Elena. Woe to you.

"I...I'm not hungry yet..."

Aragog hesitated for a while and then said slowly, his body subconsciously moved deeper into the mist.

Compared with those who are slightly less mentally sound, the young Acromantula has grown up next to Hagrid. The old spider can more clearly feel the fear brought by Elena - not surprisingly, if From now on, this fear will be deeply rooted in the soul of every Acromantula in the Forbidden Forest.

"Not hungry? Okay, it's up to you..."

Elena shrugged without exposing the old spider, and continued to return to the campfire to stare at the new batch of roasted spider legs. Eating roasted spider legs on Halloween is a special and festive experience.

If I remember correctly, Ron Weasley seemed to have some shadow of spiders because of the pranks his brothers made when he was a child. I wonder if these fragrant and crunchy spider legs can help him get out of his childhood shadow.

After all, according to Elena's own experience, dietary therapy is always the most effective health and spiritual therapy.

……

At the same time, on the other side, the battle was almost coming to an end.

I have to admit that, compared to Grindelwald who had not done anything for decades, Voldemort's proficiency in spellcasting skills was still at a relatively good level, at least compared to the Austrian Aurors. times.

On the other hand, for Quirinus Chilo, the accusation still had some effect.

At least as a matter of fact, Grindelwald on one side was not completely ruthless and forced the man who had already been beaten twice to eat dirt in order to survive. The poor wizard was left in the Forbidden Forest - for the time being. You are the devil, please be merciful.

Even with the help of Lu Wei, facing a single-minded defense, and the second-generation Dark Lord using other people's wands slightly restraining his strength, Grindelwald still failed to prevent Quirinus Quirrell from escaping back to Huo. Gwarts Castle.

However, even if Quirinus Quirrell was lucky enough to escape from him, he still paid a heavy price.

If Grindelwald read it correctly, the young wizard who spoke was at least firmly in contact with Lu Wei again. He sent out a claw and two or three curses, complex spells - these were not just a break. It can be healed and injured.

"It's really interesting. As expected, it turns out to be the Dark Lord?"

Grindelwald rode three big dogs and stopped at the edge of the Forbidden Forest. He watched not far away as he ran into Hogwarts Castle through the forest clearing in embarrassment. Professor Quirrell chuckled and said to himself with twinkling eyes. Said to himself.

As for the follow-up, what needs to be dealt with is that Albus Dumbledore needs to worry about the problem.

He has more important things to do now.

"Okay Lu Wei. Let's go find Elena. Maybe the little girl is hungry?"

……

Hogwarts Hall.

Nearly a thousand magic spells were conjured. Bats were flying on the walls and ceiling, and some were like low clouds hovering on the table above the dining table. In the belly of the pumpkin, candle flames flickered.

Delicious and hearty, the Halloween dinner party is coming to an end.

Hermione, Hannah, and Luna looked anxiously at the door of the auditorium. Since there was a small commotion in the staff chair half an hour ago, Hagrid and Mr. Otto left the Hogwarts auditorium at the same time. They have an ominous premonition.

And as time went by, Elena's failure to appear in the auditorium on time confirmed their guess.

There is no doubt that something particularly troublesome must have happened in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts.

But now, they have no choice but to pray - at least Dumbledore is still sitting in the auditorium, which means that the whole situation is not particularly serious, it is just a little accident, right?

"Elena, be sure nothing happens to you."

boom!

At this moment, the door of the auditorium suddenly opened.

The wizard, who was covered in blood as Professor Quirrell rushed into the Hogwarts Great Hall, was covered in horror. Many wounds had pale marks from flames or explosions. Fear written all over his face.

Everyone subconsciously stopped talking and turned to look at the miserable-looking Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Quirinus Quirrell, the big scarf worn crookedly on his head was half naked, covered with wrinkles and dirt. The back of his head was originally attached there, and Voldemort was nowhere to be found.

The young wizard staggered up to Dumbledore, leaned in front of the chair and leaned on the table, making a banging sound.

"Unicorns—someone was poaching unicorns in the Forbidden Forest—Elena and I tried to stop them—but—"

Temporarily losing his state of possession by Voldemort, Quirinus Quirrell was extremely weak.

I saw Professor Quirrell gasping for breath and holding on to say a few words before falling headlong into Hogwarts. The people on the floor were unconscious and fainted, and blood stains spread from the door of the auditorium. Go to Dumbledore's table.

"..."

Dumbledore glanced silently and fainted in front of him, and Professor Quirrell's cheek twitched.

"Wait! This wound... I seem to have some impression."

Before Dumbledore could say anything, Severus Snape suddenly stood up and looked at Quirrell with a solemn face, and said in a gloomy tone with a wound on his face.

"This is most likely caused by a special explosive spell. The effect is very similar to that of the spell that blew open my office door a few months ago. I suspect Professor Dumbledore -"

However, before Snape could finish his words, there was chaos and screams instantly overshadowed his figure.

Witnessing a professor lying unconscious in front of him, the entire auditorium briefly froze for a few seconds, and then became a mess. Dumbledore had to use his wand to explode purple above everyone's heads several times, and the pyrotechnics made everyone laugh. calm down.

"Prefect," Dumbledore took a deep breath and rubbed his brows, "please lead the students from each college to the dormitories immediately."

"As for Madam Pomfrey and Professor Snape, I will leave it to them to treat Quirinus. As for the students, Professor McGonagall will be responsible for the overall arrangements for the time being..."

Dumbledore glanced at the unconscious man covered in wounds, and Quirinus Quirrell sighed helplessly.

"As for me...I'm going to go to the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts now to see what happened. I'll tell you everything when I get back."

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