HP: Embrace the Darkness

Voldemort finally found a giant eight-legged spider on the edge of a clearing.

The Acromantula's sense of smell was not very keen. It only reacted when Voldemort walked in front of it, and slowly turned around to look at Voldemort with its eight eyes.

"Stupid creature." Voldemort mocked, stretched out his wand, "Crush the bones."

The legs of the Acromantula trembled violently, and they couldn't bear the pain and folded down. The sensory hairs and visual hairs all over the tarsal claws shook like fans, and a lot of them fell. Finally, the Acromantula collapsed. On the ground, smoke from time to time.

Voldemort smiled cruelly, not feeling pity for the tragic situation before him. In his opinion, this was what he should do. No one could let him waste so much time.

Before the Acromantula died completely, Voldemort finally broke the Cruciatus Curse.

"The soul leaves the body."

The Acromantula, which was still trembling just now, stopped trembling and lay on the ground not knowing whether it was alive or dead.

Voldemort took a closer look and found that its soul was dying under the Cruciatus Curse and was too weak for the Imperius Curse to have any effect.

"Trash." Voldemort cursed and repeated the spell again, "The soul left the body."

He increased his magic power and forcibly controlled the Acromantula's soul. The Acromantula stood up uncontrollably and obeyed his orders.

"Take me to your lair."

The Acromantula paused for a moment, as if understanding, then it changed direction and slowly climbed up.

Voldemort followed it through a large open space and came to the edge of a large valley.

The Acromantula continued walking down the valley.

Voldemort saw the Acromantula at the bottom of the valley. He immediately waved his wand and said with a cruel smile: "Avada chews the big melon!"

The green light hit the Acromantula. The Acromantula trembled, lost the strength to support itself, and rolled down the steep slope, all the way to the center of the valley, where there was a large web.

The spider web was impacted by the body of the Acromantula, attracting the attention of the Acromantula clan. A large group of Acromantulas rushed out of the spider web, alerting the enemy.

After a moment, they discovered that the impact came from one of their own kind - a dead Acromantula.

Without any hesitation, a large group of Acromantulas surrounded the dead Acromantula and started eating.

Standing above, Voldemort smiled with satisfaction as he saw more and more Acromantulas.

Such a quantity, no matter how rubbish it is, is enough to cause chaos in Hogwarts. By then, all Dumbledore's attention will be on the Acromantula and protecting the students, and he will be able to launch a sneak attack.

Yes, Voldemort never intended to face Dumbledore head-on.

He is now using Snape's body, and his own magic power cannot be fully exerted.

In addition, his body cannot be damaged, so once a fight breaks out, he will be at a disadvantage.

Helpless, he could only find some helpers.

Now, he's found it.

Voldemort swung his black robe, like a big bat, tumbling and flying to the center of the valley.

"Avada eats the big melon!"

The green light swept across an open space, and Voldemort stood on it, cruelly and frantically clearing away the Acromantulas who dared to attack him. While he was cleaning up, he was also looking for the leader of the Acromantulas.

There are so many Acromantulas that even Voldemort can't defeat them one by one. He can only capture the thieves first and capture the king first, and hold the emperor hostage to order the princes.

The longer the fight continued, the more satisfied Voldemort was with the Acromantula's strength. If he was a little worried before, he was not worried at all now.

Dumbledore is dead this time.

Voldemort waved his wand excitedly.

The Acromantulas were numerous and annoying, and they surrounded Voldemort and attacked. The White Tiger Patronus hiding in the dark was spinning anxiously in circles, and his blue light flickered on and off. He didn't know whether he should protect Voldemort or not.

At this time Voldemort cursed loudly.

"So annoying, a bunch of idiots."

Snape's wand waved wildly in his hand, and green light illuminated his face.

Those Acromantulas that were close to him were hit, and their bodies trembled and lost life.

Aragog, the Acromantula leader, couldn't stand it when he heard the children's screams.

It stood up and walked out of the nest.

The Acromantulas that besieged Voldemort immediately retreated to both sides like a tide, making way for him.

Aragog is the largest among the many Acromantulas, several times larger than the average Acromantula. The spider legs wrapped in a hard shell glow with a gray light, and the eight milky white eyes have no focus, but twinkle. Shining with greed.

But it hides it well, and humans can't see what it's thinking through the spider's eyes.

Voldemort narrowed his eyes. Is this the Acromantula leader he is looking for? He didn't look very good, he was still a blind man who couldn't see the road.

"Human, what do you want to do here?"

Voldemort played with his wand, swept past a large group of Acromantulas proudly, and ordered: "Submit to me and level Hogwarts for me."

"How brave of you! Human."

Aragog waved his pincers angrily, and the other Acromantulas also followed suit and struck the ground with their pincers. The whole valley was filled with the sound of Acromantulas tapping their pincers.

Voldemort waved his wand impatiently.

"It's so noisy, you trash, Avada is chewing on a big melon! Avada is chewing on a big melon!"

The light of death took away the lives of two Acromantulas who were the most cheerful in chopping their pincers in an instant.

An Acromantula came over and told Aragog about Voldemort's actions.

"Aragog, he's attacking us."

Aragog was so angry that he waved his pliers in protest: "What are you doing!? Damn humans."

Voldemort smiled disdainfully, "A blind man actually has the courage to question the great Dark Lord? Now I give you two choices, surrender or die!"

Aragog waved his pliers angrily, "It's your fault. Even if Hagrid is here, I can't let you go. Kill him, children."

The dark Acromantulas rolled over like a tank, and the man standing in front of the black wave looked like he was about to be submerged in the spiders.

The professors who had been following behind were anxious.

Professor McGonagall grabbed Dumbledore's arm, "Albus, we have to help him, this is Severus' body, oh hell, he actually used Severus' body to do such dangerous things!"

The other two professors were equally anxious.

The gentle witch looked worriedly, her palms covered with sticky sweat.

Professor Flitwick had already taken out his wand and was ready, waiting for Dumbledore's order for them to jump down to save people.

Dumbledore was silent, and there was some hesitation in his eyes. During hesitation, he looked at the grass diagonally opposite, where the blue light flashed with such frequency that it almost turned into a light bulb. But even so, hiding None of the patron saints who were there came out.

Since Asseth didn't come out, it meant there wasn't much of a problem.

He held down Professor Flitwick's outstretched wand.

"hold on."

hold on?

The three deans couldn't believe what they heard.

Professor McGonagall couldn't bear to see Snape drowned by spiders, so he kept glaring at Dumbledore, almost grabbing him and shaking him back and forth to clear the sugar from his mind.

"Albus, if we wait any longer, we will only see Severus's skeleton. This is an Acromantula, not an ordinary spider!"

Professors Sprout and Flitwick also looked at Dumbledore disapprovingly.

The calmer Professor Sprout rescues Dumbledore from Professor McGonagall.

"Albus, what is your reason?"