Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

Just like the murals carved on the rock walls behind them, they trembled in the dark with fear, their souls were tortured and screamed silently.

I don't know when it started, the preys began to believe in the voice whispering in their ears, believed in its words, and slowly put down their guard and fell asleep into a dream.

In their sleep, their souls were devoured by that monster bit by bit until they were destroyed...

No matter how you look at it, this is an extremely evil and terrifying thing.

"I just said that I don't believe it, I can feel its malice." Click click, Aragog began to speak again, slowly as if he had lost his breath, "I told you once, I refused The request of the dark wizard named Voldemort, who refused to join him in the war of mankind, although he offered a very, very good reward. Likewise, I don't need the great power promised by the voice in my sleep, because this Useless to me, I did what Hagrid taught me, restrained my instincts, did not harm humans and restrained my children. In the next 20 years, I controlled the number of prey and only provided it with the minimum sacrifice, in exchange for my survival..."

Although the acromantula is a completely dark creature, they are evil, bloody, cruel, and difficult to tame, but the Aragog in front of him is indeed different.

It has to be admitted that Hagrid played a big role in this.If it weren't for the reason it shouldn't have, and its gratitude to Hagrid, which delayed the time for this ancient creature to wake up, the Forbidden Forest would not know what it would look like.

Of course, they also avoided their own death to a certain extent.

Aiwen can be sure that if Dumbledore's attention is caught, he will definitely not sit idly by, and these acromantids may have become extinct long ago.

"According to what you said, that monster should be very weak, and can only talk to you when you are asleep." Ai Wen wondered, "But what I saw and experienced just now is not what you said. totally different."

"Just a few months ago, everything changed, on the night that your fire burned my children to death." Click, click, Aragog speeded up the speed of dancing his pincers, with a clear voice A trace of resentment, "They were burned to death by you, but their souls were devoured by that monster. Its power has increased, and it is out of my control, and I don't need to offer sacrifices to it. Even if it doesn't fall into a deep sleep, it can still hear it." Sound, it's starting to affect my children, bewitching them..."

Chapter 313 Go Deep Underground and Kill It

From this point of view, the origin of this matter lies in the fire in Aiwen.

Aragog was obviously full of resentment towards this matter and Avon himself. It danced its big pincers at an unprecedented speed, and its whole body was trembling.

If it can be done, it will definitely charge up and tear him apart now...

Ivan clenched his wand tightly, and did not relax his guard until Aragog regained his calm.

He could understand what Aragog was thinking. From its point of view, he set fire to hundreds of elite acromantulas and made things worse and worse.

But the root cause is that Aragog believes in the power of darkness, is bloodthirsty, cruel and cunning, and contradicts his promises. It is purely suicidal.

At that time, if it could keep its promise and let Ivan and Peter Pettigrew leave, naturally these things would not happen.Aragog and his descendants can also live in the Forbidden Forest as before, and continue to rely on offering sacrifices to unknown creatures deep underground to continue their evil lives.

Ivan snorted coldly, and looked at the old spider in disgust. The life that can only be sustained by sacrificing other lives is really disgusting.

In a sense, the Aragog in front of him was no different from the huge female spider outside, they had already mutated into monsters.

But he also knew that Aragog couldn't be blamed for this incident.

It itself is a dark creature, and it is difficult to restrain it with human moral standards, let alone directly say that the things it does are wrong.

Few people can face death calmly. If they insist, they can only be described as the arrangement of fate.

And Aiwen can be sure that even without his own fire, this evil creature hidden deep in the ground will not let it go.

In the original plot, Aragog did not persist for a few years.

After its death, its descendants soon joined Voldemort's camp and participated in the final battle, just don't know what Voldemort did with that creature.

Is it to be eliminated directly, or to achieve some unknown secrets...

Now that things have come to this point, it doesn't make any sense to think about it.

Aiwen now only hopes that Aragog can do what it said, before solving the common enemy, and don't rush to settle the hatred of killing its descendants with himself.

Of course, if it really intends to do that, Ivan will not be afraid.

Judging by the way Aragog looked now, he was sure to kill it with just one spell.

"Its existence has always been a secret, and only I know it, and I don't let the children come near here." Click, click, Aragog waved its big pincers, and said emotionally, "But since that day, it has become stronger Get up, the whisper spreads throughout the nest, it begins to bypass me and directly control my children. I try to stop, but can't do anything, it stops my energy supply, I become very weak, old, dead It's getting closer and closer to me, and I can only lie here alone."

A strong wind blew from the deep pit, and Aragog shrank into a ball, like an old man on the verge of death, without the aura that the Spider King should have.

Aiwen was not confused by the sight in front of him, he quietly raised his wand, aimed at Aragog in the middle of the spider web, and said pointedly, "Before I came here again, I was in the big cave outside, watching When it comes to your spouse, there are tens of thousands of spider eggs..."

"My children!" Aragog replied weakly. "How are they? It has been a long time since I was imprisoned here."

"It's very bad. Under the transformation of the dark power, they can no longer be called giant spiders, and they have completely become monsters." Ivan squinted his eyes and continued, "I can't let these monsters live in the Forbidden Forest , so I got rid of them. Under the devouring fire, there will be no ashes left of them. I'm sorry, but I have to do this, and maybe Hagrid will find a way to help you find a new mate."

Hearing Aiwen's words, Aragog didn't respond.

It didn't speak, just lying there quietly, not knowing what it was thinking.

In the darkness, Ivan held his breath, stretched his arms and held his wand, waiting for its choice.

He has already prepared his magic. If there is any change in Aragog, then kill it first, and then find a way to deal with the guy below and save Malfoy.

"As you said, all of them have mutated into monsters and don't obey my orders. They are no longer acromantids and should be eliminated..." Aragog said resentfully, "My children and I have become what we are today. This appearance is all because of it, I swear to kill it, I want revenge!"

"Very good, I'm glad you have this awareness." Ai Wen breathed a sigh of relief, and continued, "Tell me your plan, what do you want me to do?"

"It's very simple, go down and kill it, and avenge me!" Aragog moved forward, his pincers waving fiercely, "It and the human boy are down here, I don't know what happened, it It is extremely weak now, without much strength. As long as you go down, you can kill it completely..."

"How can I get down from here?" Aiwen glanced at the deep pit under his feet again. He knew better than Aragog the current state of the guy hidden deep in the ground. After it failed to cast a spell on himself, suffered an extremely serious backlash.

The question now is how can I get to the bottom of this deep pit.

"My child can help you." Aragog's claws opened and closed quickly, as if calling for something.

A few seconds later, Ivan saw a blue-black acromantula descend backwards from the sky.

It slowly fell between himself and Aragog, and when it approached, Ivan noticed a spider silk hanging from its tail.

"It can help you get to the bottom of this deep pit, Hagrid's friend." Click, click, Aragog said slowly, "After killing that guy, it will bring you and your companions up from below, and I will Thank you with an extra gift…”

Ivan looked suspiciously at the two acromantulas in front of him. He didn't expect Aragog's gift at all, he only hoped that the other party would not throw him from mid-air.

Considering the nature of the other party, this kind of thing is very likely to happen.

He hesitated, the acromantula hanging in mid-air looked at him fiercely, and the eight pairs of dark eyes shone maliciously under the light of the magic wand.

"I can go down, but you must go with me." Ivan took out a glass bottle filled with green liquid from his pocket.

He has learned his lesson since he missed taking away many precious magic books because there were no packages in the old house of the Black family at Christmas.

Over the past few months, Ivan has been researching and trying, and finally, he finally successfully cast the traceless stretching spell on a small package.

Although the cast of this spell is not perfect, it is barely usable.

Now, this small space is filled with the magic book that Ivan is currently studying, commonly used potions and other daily items.

Chapter 314 The Underworld

Ai Wen poured out the potion in the glass bottle. This potion can improve the spirit and is very helpful for staying up late and reading.

He had planned to give some to Hermione, so he made a lot of it.

This is the largest bottle Ivan carried with him, and he pointed the mouth of the bottle at Aragog.

"Although we have a common enemy, to be honest, I don't believe you, and you probably don't either!" Aiwen said bluntly, "In order to avoid mutual suspicion, I have a suggestion. If you don't have that kind of The power of evil, then my magic should work, I will use the shrinking spell to shrink you into this bottle. After killing the monster, I will release you."

In the darkness, Aragog was obviously hesitating and did not speak.

"It's fair, isn't it?" Ivan shook his wand and asked again.

"It's very fair indeed, Hagrid's friend!" Click, click, Aragog said slowly, his voice full of doubts, "I can agree to your request, but after killing it, how can you guarantee that you will let it go?" I leave?"

"You have no other choice but to cooperate or be killed by me now." Aiwen snorted coldly and said bluntly, "I repeat, I don't care about Malfoy's life or death, and I can wait for rescue. Choose a more secure way to go below!"

They were deadlocked, and Ivan's last words obviously touched Aragog's heart.

He was right, Aragog and the other acromants had no other choice. They had little room to bargain with Ivan and had little capital.

After several serious losses, they have been decimated.

If you don't do what Ivan said, it may die immediately, and if you don't kill the monster below, I'm afraid the entire Acromantula group will be extinct.

"You won!" Aragog slowly climbed to Aiwen's side, "Do as you say, I hope you will keep your promise after everything is over."

Looking at the old spider lying beside him with gray fluff all over his body, Ivan waved his wand lightly and shouted, "Shrink quickly!"

A burst of red light flashed, and a few seconds later, Aragog's body was rapidly shrinking.

Soon, it changed from an elephant to an ordinary spider, about the size of Ivan's palm.

"For Hagrid's sake..." Ivan heard Aragog's faint voice.

"Don't worry, my credit has always been very good, at least much stronger than yours."

Trembling, Aragog crawled along the spider's web into the bottle.

Aiwen sealed the mouth of the bottle and cast a strengthening spell on it, so that he would not be afraid of any accidents.He stuffed the bottle back into the bag he was carrying, turned around and looked at the acromantula floating in mid-air, took a deep breath, and got ready.

"Come on, take me down, I can't wait to see the true face of the guy below, I hope you won't let me down."

He opened his arms, like a prey being caught, and the acromantula clamped him tightly from behind with the two thick spider legs at the front.

Then, they slowly descended along the gap at the edge of the spider web...

This feeling is indeed very strange. Ivan is very uncomfortable with the fluff on the spider's body, and he is even more disgusted when he thinks that he is hugged by an ugly spider.

His back was almost undefended now, as long as he wanted, the acromantula behind him could open its claws and bite him to death with a single bite.

Or more simply, just throw him down and smash him to pieces.

Fortunately, what Ivan was worried about didn't happen. They staggered and landed deep underground in gusts of wind, as if they had gone to another world.

Every time he swayed, Ai Wen would be worried and nervous for a long time.

It's not that he's timid, but this way of acting is too terrifying. The dark pit with no end in sight is like a beast's mouth, swallowing them mercilessly.

Ivan tried not to think about the acromantia behind him, or what to do if he fell from here, he forced himself to look around.

He originally thought that the depths of the ground would be the same as the scene he saw above, it was all pitch-black and pitch black, but it was not the case.

Even without the faint light at the end of the wand, there are fluorescent underground plants growing on the rock walls.

Some of them emit a long green light, and some emit a dim yellow-white light.

Aiwen focused on observing carefully, and he saw that most of these glowing plants were precious fungi that he had never seen before.

Among them, there is a kind of mushroom "Eternal Light", which is only recorded in the oldest version of "Thousands of Miraculous Herbs and Qins". It has been confirmed to be extinct now. one.

If there were not more important things waiting for him to do, he really wanted to let the spiders behind him stop here and collect all these precious plants.

Continuing down, silver floating objects began to appear around Aiwen.

They float slowly in the air, like stars in the night sky, looking very beautiful.

These floating objects seem to be spores of some kind of plants, floating out from the cracks in the surrounding rocks, gathering together, and floating in the entire deep pit.

As it continued to deepen, there were more and more floating objects, and Aiwen seemed to be in a silver ocean.

The scenery in front of me is like a dream, beautiful to the extreme.

Aiwen couldn't help thinking, she must find a chance to bring Hermione here to have a look, she will definitely fall in love with this fairy tale-like world.

These tiny silver-white floating objects all seem to have magical powers, because they are too dense, Ivan accidentally sucked some in.

In the next second, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the mana he consumed in the battle just now was recovering rapidly.

This is so strange, what the hell is this? !

He was not going to look at the surrounding scenery, and hurriedly took out a small bottle, filled some floats in mid-air, and prepared to return to Hogwarts for research.

He had a hunch that with the help of these unknown spores, it was possible for him to research a new potion.

This kind of potion can help wizards quickly recover their magic power. If it succeeds, it will be a feat that will change the history of magic. He will become the youngest master of potions ever, and the Ministry of Magic will also award him a first-class medal Merlin Medal as a commendation.

Of course, he was just thinking about it now.

Just when Ivan was distracted, they seemed to have descended to the bottom of the pit, and the silhouette of a huge figure statue appeared in front of him.

As Aragog had said before, the scarred statue, full of acromander damage, was carved with the serpentine emblem and the crest of House Slytherin.

This huge green stone statue is none other than Salazar Slytherin himself!

Chapter 315 Parseltongue and Hidden Secrets

Yes, this is a statue of Salazar Slytherin himself.

Surrounded by the silver light band, he held a wand in his hand, the end of the wand was slightly tilted downward, as if casting some magic, with a very serious expression on his face.

Unlike the Slytherin statue Ivan had seen before, this statue was not the old Slytherin in the secret room with a long beard, like an old monkey.It is not the middle-aged man who is handsome, calm and calm, and has everything under control, but the Slytherin in his youth.

He was even younger than the Slytherin that Ivan had seen with his own eyes when he went back thousands of years ago. When the statue was completed, Salazar should be about the same age as Ivan.

Or slightly bigger, around fifteen or six.