HP Approaches the Magical World

This blind spider was naturally Aragog who had just been awakened by Jon.

"What's the matter?" it said, clicking, and the two big claws moved quickly.

"Man," said the spider that had caught Harry just now.

"Is that Hagrid?"

As Aragog said, he moved closer, his eight milky white eyes staring blankly.

"It's a stranger."

said the spider with Ron rattling.

"Kill 'em," Aragog said irritably, "I'm sleeping..."

But then there was a higher will passed down, Jon told Aragog not to kill these people, and let him talk to these people.

Just in time, Harry yelled too.

"We're friends with Hagrid."

Jon's voice also rang in his ears: "Don't say too much, just say something and send it back."

Aragog naturally has a sense of proportion in these matters, and Jon will not say more after saying one sentence.

"Hagrid never sent anyone into our hollow before."

"Hagrid's in trouble," said Harry, breathing very rapidly, "that's why we're here."

"Trouble? But why did he send you?"

"At school, they think Hagrid recently let out a - a - something against the students. They took him to Azkaban."

Aragog waved his pincers angrily, and the sound was echoed by the swarm of spiders in the hollow.

"But that was many years ago," Aragog said angrily. "Many, many years ago. I remember it well. That's why they let him leave the school. They believed I was the monster that lived in what they called the Chamber of Secrets. They thought it was Hagrid who opened the Chamber of Secrets and let me out."

"So you...you didn't come out of the Chamber of Secrets?"

"I?"

said Aragog, obviously a little angry,

"I was not born in a castle, I came from a far country.

A traveler gave me to Hagrid when I was unhatched from the egg. Hagrid was only a little boy then, but he took care of me, hiding me in a cupboard in the castle, and feeding me the crumbs that fell on the table.

Hagrid is a good friend of mine, and he's a nice guy.

He protected me when people found me and held me accountable for a girl's death.

I've been living in the woods ever since, and Hagrid has come to see me often.

He even found me a wife - Mossag.

You see how prosperous our family is, and it's all thanks to Hagrid..."

Harry asked again, "So you never—never attacked anyone?"

"No," said the old spider resentfully, "I have this instinct, but out of respect for Hagrid, I never hurt a person. The body of the murdered girl was found in a bathroom .

And besides the cupboard I grew up in,

I never saw any part of the castle.

We spiders love darkness and silence..."

"But then... do you know what killed the girl?" said Harry, "because whatever it was, it's back to attacking people now—"

Suddenly, there was a clattering sound, and countless long legs were rustling; a huge black shadow dangled around him.

It was obvious that they were a little flustered.

"The guy that lived in the castle," said Aragog, "was an ancient creature that we spiders fear most. I remember well pleading with Hagrid when I sensed the beast moving about the school. let me go."

"what is it?"

Harry asked urgently, because the rustling sound was getting denser, and the spiders seemed to be swarming over.

"We won't tell!" said Aragog passionately. "We won't tell its name! I didn't even tell Hagrid the name of that horrible creature, though he asked me, many times."

Harry didn't want to push the subject any further, especially with the spiders gathering from all directions.

Aragog didn't seem to want to talk anymore, and it slowly retreated into his hemispherical web, but his spider children were still moving slowly, inch by inch, towards Harry and Ron.

"Then let's go."

Harry called desperately to Aragog, hearing the leaves rustle behind him.

"Go?" Aragog said slowly, "I don't think..."

"But—but—"

"My sons and daughters obeyed my orders and did no harm to Hagrid. But fresh human flesh will come to your door automatically, and I can't stop them from enjoying it. Farewell, friends of Hagrid..."

Aragog returned to the lair and fell asleep, and Jon didn't stop the spiders from moving.

If there is really something, he will naturally lend a helping hand, and Lockhart who is waiting in the shadows and Snape who is late will not be watching, but he wants to see the two What to do with the child.

After all, he is the savior, so we can't let others save everything, right?

But the accident happened again.

A high-pitched and long sound suddenly sounded in the car that Jon thought was broken before, and a dazzling light illuminated the entire depression.

It rumbled down the slope, its headlights flashing, its horn screeching, knocking the spiders aside;

With a screeching sound, the car stopped in front of Harry and Ron, and the doors slammed open.

They hurried into the car, with the dog, and the door slammed shut.

No one touched the gas pedal, but the Magic Car didn't need them to do anything; the engine roared and they set off, knocking down more spiders.

They galloped up the slope and out of the hollow, and soon they were ramming through the woods, the car following a route it evidently knew, turning left and right cleverly, looking for the widest opening.

Harry turned to look at Ron. His mouth was still open in a silent scream, but his eyeballs were no longer puffed up.

"Are you OK?"

Ron stared straight ahead, unable to utter a word.

They rushed through the low bushes with a splash, Fang growling loudly from the backseat.

Harry saw that as they squeezed past a large oak tree, the mirrors on the wings were knocked off, and after ten minutes of a noisy, bumpy gallop, the trees thinned out and Harry could see patches of the night sky again. up.

The car stopped quickly, Harry got out, patted it gratefully, and then it turned back into the woods and disappeared.

And deep in the forest, Jon has already started his finishing work.

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