Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

The eight eyed giant spiders that just came together fled, and Ivan didn't have the kung fu to take care of them, but urged Buckbeak to chase the spider away with Malfoy.

It climbed past with Malfoy's diameter straight to Aragok's lair because of the lack of wind, the fog in the recess was so thick that it blocked Ivan's gaze.

He didn't hesitate, he knew the octopus was going there. Just as it was about to drag Malfoy into the cave behind the hemispheric spider web, Ivan and Buckbeak dreamed of passing through the thick fog and appearing before them.

“Help!” Malfoy shouted feebly, reaching out to Ivan.

Buckbeak rushed past, trying to scratch the corpse-filled spider web in front of him, but when he touched it, the hemispherical spider web didn't move.

The robustness of this shattered spider web is beyond everyone's imagination.

With the power of the rebound, Ivan jumped off Buckbeak.

He waved his wand heavily in the middle of the air, shouting, several decaying corpses hanging on the web flew down, blocking the way of the octave spider.

Ka-da, ka-da!

The eight-eyed giant spider that was forced to go extinct let Malfoy go, turned around and pounced at Evan, with a sharp chelate, desperate madness, ready to fight Evan to death.

Evan tapped his wrist to the bottom right, a beautiful silver light flashed past, faint traces in the air, and the body of the octave spider smashed into two pieces and landed on the ground.

The Magic Arrow ejected is fast enough thanks to its powerful magic support.

Driven by the inertia of the magic arrows, all the green, sticky blood in the spider flies in one direction to the paralyzed Malfoy sitting behind it.

As Ivan walked over, he lay face down on the ground, panting, coughing and even drying up.

Buckbeak made several more attempts to find that it could not damage this giant hemispherical spiderweb, and it gave up landing on the ground.

Gore and Krabs, who were all the way there with it, were also breathing heavily and remained delirious.

“Get up, we have to get out of here.” Ivan said impolitely.

“It died, you killed this spider, and the monsters escaped...” Malfoy swallowed, afraid to look Ivan in the eye.

“These eight-eyed giant spiders are nothing, and if we don't get out of here, you'll know what the real trouble is.” Evan looked around vigilantly, speeding up his magic and not putting away his wand.

Aragok didn't even show up after all this noise, which was too unusual.

Who knows what that sly old spider is plotting deep beneath the ground, and the scene in front of him looks very difficult to reassure.

Not to mention the huge, clumsy, eight-eyed spiders out there.

You know, when Ivan first got here a few months ago, he saw that any octave spider was a couple of times bigger than the ones he'd just killed.

As the body size increases, the strength and danger of octacular giant spiders also multiply.

Ivan doesn't intend to waste time here, especially with these three burdens around him. Instead of giving Malfoy time to rest and recover, he turned his head and asked Gore and Karab to lift him to Buckbeak's back, walking behind the spider web and measuring him carefully towards the depths of Aragok's lair.

In front of him was a sloping downhill, deep and bottomless.

The holes * * are painted black, and the warm air and fog blow out from below.

Although it's only the second time he's been here, the first close observation, it's not clear why Ivan always has a familiar feeling, as if he's been through this hole many times, even down this slow slope...

He shook his head and stood in this position to feel that strange black magic more clearly.

It's certainly not any magic he knows.

Bloody and oddly scented gusts of warm air blow up to make people feel uncomfortable, like cloudy air in divination classrooms.

Ivan was confused, and he heard a voice talking to himself.

Blurred memories reappear in his mind, and forgotten illusions will show him an amazing secret, what that ancient crest stands for...

Just follow this slow slope and all the truth will come out.

“Come on, come on, I've been waiting a long time!” A low whisper sounds somewhere, "you resist, you grasp your tiny life as if it could really change everything. That's just an unrealistic fantasy, all resistance is pointless, you'll see..."

“All things have souls, all souls can be devoured, and the living will be chestnuts in darkness, which is your ultimate destiny!” A voice whispered, "I've swallowed up their souls, and now it's your turn! ”

“Come, come, the lost lamb in the dark forest, your soul has been marked by me, endless fear has overshadowed you, will you sleep to escape fear?” Whispering asks softly, "Do you dream in your sleep? In your dreams, you will experience more horrible fears than reality. ”

“No one knows this secret, deepest underground, you can only be redeemed if you find the badge I left behind...”

Ivan stood there stubbornly, and he felt voices talking in his mind, but he didn't understand what that meant.

This is so weird, where did this sound come from?!

It wasn't until Malfoy, who was shouting at himself, that he surprised him violently.

“Did you hear anything?” Ivan asked hastily.

Malfoy, Gore, and Krabs shook their heads stunned and looked around in horror, not knowing what he meant.

Ivan wanted to say something else, but he stopped right away and he could feel something coming up from the bottom.

A lot, maybe Aragok and his descendants, or worse!

He hurriedly turned around and climbed onto Buckbeak's back with the quickest speed.

As he sat up, Buckbeak swung his wings and flew.

The foggy recesses were getting smaller and smaller under their feet, and anyway, they finally got out of here safely and everyone was relieved.

Behind him, Malfoy looked pale.

He looked behind Ivan and hesitated, as if he were ready to thank Ivan.

Nevertheless, it is absolutely very difficult for Malfoy to give up dignity and express gratitude to a muddy species.

Not to mention, this mud guy is one of the most hateful guys of his day.

Malfoy straddled, immediately considering why he was in the forbidden forest today and why he was caught by the octave spider, all for deep reasons: Ivan and Harry. Such a thought prevented him from thanking him even more.

He opened his mouth and didn't say anything. He was determined to find an opportunity to return the help to Ivan or to repay it with Kingaron.

Anyway, he would never thank you!