It has rained for two consecutive days, and the ground in the forest is a little muddy. Although it is still the end of noon, the dense water vapor is gathering and dispersing in the sky, and the sun seems to be wilting.
The light squeezed in is even rarer.
Since Sylvie's formation, the already lush Forbidden Forest vegetation has become even more lush.
Fortunately, as Aini moved forward, all the branches in front of him curled up like a psychic, making way for him. Otherwise, without the protection of magic, the wizard's robe would be hung in tatters after not walking very far.<
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Hidden in the shadows, Peter raised his front paws in disbelief and kneaded two black beans. Even for a wizard, the scene in front of him was really weird.
Of course, the transformation technique can easily achieve similar effects, but he did not feel any magic fluctuations.
If Peter is not too confident in other aspects, when it comes to his keen perception, the other three geniuses among the predators when he was in school can't compare to him.
Maybe...this is the ability given by God?
The mouse in the bush licked the tip of his nose, with a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.
"You're late."
After going a certain distance, a female voice echoed all around, as loud as a divine voice descending into the world.
Peter was ecstatic in his heart. He would never misremember that familiar voice that he had only heard once. He just came here to try his luck today and was not quite sure that Aini would perform a sacrifice.
The surprise came so suddenly that he had no time to think carefully about whether there was anything unreasonable in it.
"Let's go, I believe you will be satisfied with today's blood meal."
Aini didn't say much. Two black figures walked deeper into the Forbidden Forest one after another, faster and faster.
Peter ran wildly in the shadows, barely keeping up with the two people in front of him.
The Forbidden Forest is no stranger to it. When the mouse still belonged to Percy, Peter often came to visit it.
Be cautious like it, check for dangers and find a way out wherever you go.
After a while, Peter guessed the destination of the two of them.
With a huge number and sufficient energy and blood, what other sacrificial site can compare to the habitat of the Acromantula?
The most important thing is that they look fierce, but they are actually easy to deal with. The lack of spell-like abilities is the flaw of this group.
Perhaps for those dabblers who can't hold a wand, the 5X-rated Acromantula is an out-and-out nightmare. Groups of ugly monsters can make their legs so weak that they can't support their bodies.
But once you meet an elite wizard above the level, the Acromantula is like a seemingly solid can. If you find the right way, you only need to flick it, and the juice inside will spray everywhere.
When Peter chased him to the edge of the depression, it was already surrounded by a green barrier. After finding that he couldn't slip in, he wanted to drill a hole to see how deep the barrier went.
But before he could take action, the repeated whining sounds made him give up the idea decisively.
The green barrier somewhat interferes with the line of sight, but more or less images can be seen. Aini stands at the edge of the field, the wand in his hand is like a sickle in the autumn harvest, harvesting abundant fruits one after another.
Not long after, the Acromantula that charged after discovering the "delicious human flesh express" retreated like a tide. But no matter how fast the six-legged escape was, how could it outrun the magic?
Peter was horrified to discover that with Aini's killing, Hecate's body seemed to have turned into a bottomless abyss. The bodies and souls of the fallen Acromantulas were all thrown into it under the inexplicable suction force and disappeared.
Without a trace.
"Click, click, click, Aragog."
"Click click, Aragog, Aragog, help, man, man."
The Acromantulas called out the names of their ancestors. The fear of death made their pincers tremble even more violently, and the clicking sounds were almost continuous.
Following the calls of the spiders, a huge spider crawled out from under the giant web in the center of the depression.
"Stop, wizard! We are the property of Hogwarts and cannot be hunted by outsiders."
The old spider danced its big claws in a bluffing manner, but the other six legs quietly retreated slowly.
"Are you raised here at Hogwarts?"
Ani was almost amused. He still remembered that after catching Harrow, the old guy let his descendants eat the two of them, and now he is trying to pull the skin of Hogwarts when he encounters a tough problem.
"Yes, our venom is a precious material. Young man, you still have time to leave. I have already sent a message to the gamekeeper at Hogwarts."
Aragog was a little numb. The other party's voice sounded very young, but his attacks were very ruthless. He was secretly frightened by the rapidly disappearing breath of life around him. The most important thing was that even during the conversation, the other party did not stop.<
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Listening to the batch-like screams, the old spider felt that its legs were a little weak. It was already very weak. Let alone whether it could escape, even if it left here, it would have no choice but to wait for death without the support of its descendants.
"Oh, really? But I remember the last time the Potions Professor at Hogwarts came to get the venom, and then Hagrid blacklisted him. I wonder who you provided the venom to?"
Ani doesn't mind chatting with Aragog. Simply killing spiders is quite boring. Although the Acromantulas pose no threat to him, there are too many of these guys.
It's okay to count the number of spiders that are larger than a foal, but the spiders that are not as big as a washbasin are so densely packed that it's almost impossible to kill them.
If it weren't for the fact that he had to act in front of Peter and promised Silver to help him collect more venom, Ani would have wanted to take out the powerful "insecticides" in his pocket and clear his field of vision.
"Click click click click~"
Aragog is a little numb. He complained after Snape came last time. Who is this young man? How can he know so much about Hogwarts?
The students will not be so strong, and the professor is too young.
"What, you have nothing to say?"
Aini chuckled and said, "Don't worry, for Hagrid's sake, I won't kill you, but how far the rest can escape depends on their luck."
Hearing this, the old spider was furious. You sealed off the surrounding area and saw the luck of the hammer!
Then it thought of the other person's familiar tone when mentioning Hagrid, and it couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in its heart, as its last reliance might no longer be reliable.
Feeling the dimming atmosphere around him, Aragog knew that the other party would not let his offspring go.
It seems that their unscrupulous expansion has finally broken through the bottom line of Hogwarts.
Over the years, Hagrid had repeatedly advised him to restrain his descendants, but he didn't take it seriously at all. Now waves of regret hit the old spider's heart tube, but it also
You know, it’s too late to regret now.
Although the other party promised not to kill him, if there is no support from the clan, he will not be able to live for a few days as a blind old spider. Instead of doing that, he might as well fight, and the feeling of starving to death will be even more uncomfortable.
This is what I was thinking in my heart, but the long-term comfortable life has already worn away its courage.
After an unknown amount of time, the green barrier finally disappeared, and Peter hurriedly got in close to the turf, but there were still shadows of Ani and Hecate anywhere?
Only an old spider is still hesitating, advancing and retreating...