Alchemy professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 82 Aragog's Lair

Hardy left the Hogwarts castle and walked along a winding path towards the Forbidden Forest.

On the way, he passed a pumpkin patch, and Hagrid's hut stood alone, with no billowing white smoke coming out of the thick black chimney.

Hardy shook his head, dismissing the idea of ​​visiting Hagrid, who was obviously not at home at the moment.

In the sky, the clouds are dense, as if a rainstorm is brewing.

Soon, Hardy came to the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Before he really walked in, the shadow extending from the Forbidden Forest was like a devil's sharp claws, holding it firmly.

When Hardy was a student, the Forbidden Forest did not attract him much, after all, it was not a rare and interesting alchemy product.

So he has never had a situation where Ravenclaw College was deducted points for breaking into this magical and dangerous land illegally.

However, regarding this, the head of Ravenclaw College at the time had no waves in his heart.

After all, apart from breaking into the forbidden forest, isn't it rare that Hardy's other behaviors cause the academy to deduct points?

Is there a difference between deducting [-] points and deducting [-] points?
no difference.

Anyway, it is a thousand miles away from the academy cup, and it is the last one among the four major academies.

Looking at the ancient and dense forest in front of him, Hardy raised his wand, and beside a big sycamore fig tree, he shouted in a low voice, "Luminescence flashes".

In an instant, a round ball of light the size of a fist rose slowly from the tip of Hardy's staff.

It was like a moon, illuminating Hardy for several feet around him.

The shadow was receding, and Hardy, who walked into the Forbidden Forest, saw the grass not far away at a glance.

There, two solitary spiders were scurrying from the light of their wands into the shadowy shadows of the trees.

Hardy walked for about 10 minutes. He didn't speak, and listened carefully to see if there were any other sounds besides the snapping of branches and the rustling of leaves.

He planned to enter the depths of the Forbidden Forest. After all, he didn't want a sudden gunshot to disrupt the teaching at Hogwarts.

The nerves of the professor and the little wizards were rarely relaxed because of the incident in the secret room before, and Hardy didn't want to be the guy who caused trouble for everyone.

In the depths of the Forbidden Forest, the light is getting dimmer.

Even though it was still noon, it gave Hardy the illusion of standing in the dark.

Under the feet, there are intricate trees and stumps everywhere. If you don't pay attention, the wizard's robe will be caught by low branches and thorny vines.

After a while, Hardy noticed that the ground seemed to be sloping down, though the trees were still as thick as before.

"It's at least two miles away from Hogwarts," Hardy murmured to himself while standing in an open space.

Looking around, he picked out a slender ash tree to test.

But just then.

"Help—help me—"

"I don't want to be eaten by spiders, I'm never coming here again—"

A burst of panic shouts suddenly came from Hardy's front right.

Almost as soon as he heard the shout, Hardy kicked his right foot on the ground and quickly rushed to a basin in front of him.

Swish... Swish... Swish...

In the basin, dense black shadows swarmed, surrounding the struggling figure trapped in the spider web, making strange and ear-piercing noises.

In mid-air, a large black shadow suddenly passed by, rushing straight towards Hardy's direction.

"Fluorescent flashes!"

Hardy waved his wand, illuminating the darkness ahead, and saw a gigantic eight-legged spider.

The pair of shiny big black claws on the top wanted to pinch itself off in the middle.

Hardy did not retreat but advanced, and quickly rushed towards the eight-legged spider in front of him. With a "chick", the opponent's black claws swung.

He swung his wand with his right hand, and a dark red beam of light shot out, bouncing it away viciously.

With a "bang", Hardy jumped up high. He stepped on the joints of the giant spider's legs, jumped up again, turned around and landed on its back.

The "Crack La La" wheel turned, and Hardy took out the "English Flash" from the wizard's robe, aimed at the spider's head without hesitation, and pulled the trigger.

In the dark forest, a violent gunshot suddenly sounded.

When the flames burst out, blood flew everywhere.

A hole the size of a fist pierced through the opponent's head, causing him to fall limply to the ground.

Hardy shook his wrist vigorously, dispelling the remaining recoil, and the power of "English Flash" was quite satisfactory.

"Someone is coming? I'm here, help me, please—"

A gunshot caught the attention of the trapped man, who shouted desperately at the top of his voice.

Hardy fell from the back of the giant spider and quickly rushed to the edge of the basin, "Who is where?" He asked loudly.

"I, it's me, Neville Longbottom, the second year at Hogwarts!"

Under Hardy's far-reaching gaze, he could barely see a fat little wizard who was bound by snow-white spider threads and trapped in a huge spider web.

"I'm Hardy Ollivander, Mr. Longbottom, you'd better stay where you are." Hardy looked at the large number of spiders rushing towards him, and reminded: "I will find a way."

"Professor, please, get me out of here—" Neville was on the verge of tears.

Hardy glanced around, and saw that the bottom of the plate was full of black shadows, and there were no less than a hundred smaller spiders, waving their black pincers, rushing towards him crazily.

He once heard Hagrid mention that in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, there was an acromantula named Aragog.

It and its consort, Mosag, have produced a large number of offspring, occupying a piece of land in the Forbidden Forest.

It now appears that Neville Longbottom was bound to Aragog's lair for unknown reasons.

If Hardy had come a little later, perhaps the opponent had already become a ration for a large number of spiders.

Facing the spiders attacking like a tide in front of him, Hardy raised his wand high.

Under the effect of the "Flame Curse", a red flame pillar the thickness of a bucket rushed out from the tip of the staff, turning into a flying swallow and vibrating its wings.

Turning the wand, Hardy's right hand fell forward, and the flying swallow turned into flames immediately jumped down.

A large amount of dry grass was ignited by sparks, and immediately exploded, forming a large wall of fire, rolling towards the black tide-like spiders overwhelmingly.

The sound of "crackling" sounded continuously in the basin, and countless tiny spiders were roasted into charcoal by the flames.

Hardy inspired the "British City Wall", a semi-curved silver-white illusory city wall, firmly protected it inside, and then rushed into the flames without hesitation.

At the same time, a particularly large black shadow protruded half of its body from the underground lair connected to the basin.

It was about the size of a small elephant, and its body and legs were blackish-grey in color.

In that hideous head with pincers, with a white cloud over each eye, it was an old, blind spider, Aragog!

"My children, do not be alarmed," said Aragog, clacking, and moving his pincers swiftly.

"Clean up the dead grass here as quickly as possible."

Following Aragog's order, a large number of tiny spiders quickly retreated, trying to create a space without dead grass between the fire wall and the nest.

At the same time, under the protection of the "British City Wall", Hardy rushed to the bottom of the huge spider web in time.

He swung his wand vigorously, and the two sharp beams of light chopped off the spider threads that trapped Neville.

"what--"

Falling from a height of twenty feet, Neville's round face was extremely pale. Fortunately, Hardy cast the Levitation Charm in time to catch him.

At this moment, the space zone was formed, and the billowing wall of fire stagnated in place.

A large number of tiny spiders surrounded Hardy and Neville, clicking and waving their black claws in unison.

"Who broke in?" Aragog's voice was full of irritability, "I'm sleeping, I shouldn't be disturbed, kill them..."

Seeing the black tide of tiny spiders coming quickly, Neville, whose legs were limp, hugged Hardy's right leg tightly, "We are going to die, Professor Ollivander..."

(End of this chapter)