I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 160 The reason why the top student is the top student
Hermione had forgotten how many times she had been frightened since she came to Hogwarts, but she had the instinct to fight back after being well trained by Louis's mirror world. Unlike the two useless men who only knew how to huddle together in fear, Hermione's first reaction was to draw out her wand and fire a thunderbolt explosion.

Explosions are art, an artist named Patrick once said.

An artist with both moral integrity and artistic talent.

The spider hissed in pain and quickly retreated along the silk thread.

"Don't just stand there!" Hermione reminded loudly, "It seems like there are some on your heads too, I can't see clearly..."

Ron finally came to his senses, but it was too late. He felt as if he was hugged by something, long, furry and a little prickly, and there was a clicking sound behind his ears.

"Ron!" Hermione shouted anxiously, and shot out a blue-white light.

A dull explosion sounded, and Ron felt as if something exploded behind him, and something wet splashed on his face and body. The fishy smell almost made him faint.

The feeling was so sour that Ron vomited immediately, looking as if he was going to vomit out all the food he had eaten yesterday.

"Harry..." Ron, who was vomiting, still didn't forget his good brother Harry. He raised his head to look at Harry, only to find that Harry was dodging the spider's death from the sky like a lazy donkey rolling around, and could even give it a weapon to get rid of you.

The disarmed black claw flew out in a spin and hit Ron on the head.

It hurts.

Hermione gave him a quick clean up and removed the dirt from his body, which stopped his nauseous feeling.

To be honest, spiders are indeed disgusting and scary, but Ron didn't care about much under the threat to his life. He also drew his wand and started to fight back.

There didn't seem to be a lot of spiders, and soon no new spiders joined the battle. Looking at the messy battlefield, the three of them looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

Now they didn't know whether they should thank Louis or scold him - if he hadn't asked the three of them to come to the Forbidden Forest, they wouldn't have been in danger - but if it hadn't been for Louis' dedicated teaching, they would never have been able to deal with the situation just now.

"Why don't we go back?" Ron suggested. He was really tired of fighting spiders.

To be fair, if it wasn't a spider, Ron would definitely not back down, but there was no way, who made him have arachnophobia?
Arachnophobia is one of the seven major phobias in the world. People with animal phobias are afraid of certain animals, such as snakes, insects, animals with sharp mouths, etc. Contact with these animals will make them feel strongly repelled. In severe cases, they will sweat coldly, have a rapid heartbeat, and even suffocate.

This is not Ron's fault. After all, this is the trauma left in him by his two bastard brothers when he was a child.

"We've come this far, are we really going to give up?" Hermione asked unwillingly.

Harry did the same. He organized his words, trying not to hurt Ron. "Ron, we have come to this point. Do you really want to give up?"

Ron shook his head hesitantly.

"I think the best way to eliminate fear is to face it." Harry's tone was full of earnestness: "Besides, human life is at stake. The life of Assistant Coach Tifa is on our shoulders..."

"Ron, you don't want such a lovely teacher to be eaten by spiders, do you?"

The last sentence was undoubtedly the most important bargaining chip. Ron was persuaded at once. No matter what, the kindness in his heart would not let him disregard Tifa's life.

"Let's go. Sorry." Ron apologized to them. "Let's keep looking..."

Yaya barked reluctantly. As a coward, he really didn't want to continue walking with these three stubborn kids.

But there was no way, it didn't want to go back alone... as a dog.

After walking downhill for a long time, the darkness in front of me was finally no longer there. Looking up, the lush treetops disappeared, replaced by the bright night sky. With the moonlight pouring down, I could clearly see the road ahead.

It was a wide little valley, with spider webs scattered haphazardly about, and in the moonlight they beheld the most horrific scene they could ever imagine.

Spiders, spiders everywhere, densely covering the entire valley. Each one is as big as a car, black and furry, surrounding a misty hemispherical web in the middle. No one knows what they are doing, perhaps it is a religious ritual of the spiders.

The spiders didn't notice what was happening here. They were concentrating on their ritual without any distractions.

Yaya, who could originally bark a few times, has now completely defecated and curled up into a small ball, looking as cowardly as possible.

Hermione looked at the grand scene in front of her with her eyes wide open. It took her a long while to utter a swear word to express her feelings at the moment.

"Jesus Christ, what the hell is this!" Hermione almost yelled, and Ron used the classic bloody hell to answer Hermione.

Oh, the sharp-eyed Harry saw that in the middle of the group of spiders there was a thing tightly wrapped in spider silk, about half the length of a spider - and that thing was twisting constantly.

Harry suddenly realized what was happening, and he pushed Hermione and whispered, "Do you see the object wrapped in the web in the center of the spider?"

"Where?" Hermione couldn't see clearly. Because she loved reading too much, she was actually a little nearsighted.

"That one... did you see it?"

Hermione squinted her eyes and searched for a long time, and even cast Eagle Vision spell on herself, before she could see clearly the spider web twisting and struggling over there.

"I see." Hermione nodded and said, "Why does it feel a bit strange?"

"That's a person, Hermione!" Harry whispered. "That shape, Hermione, only makes sense for a person..."

"Could it be Assistant Coach Tifa?" Ron interrupted.

"Even if it wasn't Assistant Coach Tifa, we can't just sit there and watch!" Harry's sense of justice suddenly surged to his mind.

"Your idea is great, Harry. I want to save people, too." Hermione pointed at the endless swarm of spiders and said, "But have you ever thought about how we deal with the sea of ​​spiders..."

"Ah, this..." Hermione's words dampened the enthusiasm of both of them.

"Then we can't just do nothing, right?"

Compared with the great and immoral Britain, its people are actually not like his country. At least ordinary people will not watch others in trouble and do nothing, giving them all the support except help.

"But we can't be reckless." Harry said, remembering what was on the note. "These spiders should be Hagrid's friends..."

"Hagrid? He has these weird friends?" Ron's voice changed: "I think it was his bad idea to follow the spider..."

At this time, the eight-eyed giant spiders finally discovered them. A team of spiders surrounded them from behind, and another wave confronted them head-on.

"They should be intelligent creatures. Since they are Hagrid's friends... I will try to negotiate with them."

Harry held down Hermione's wand, walked forward with his scalp numb, and said, "Do you know Aragog?"

The spider that was originally moving forward stopped instantly, including the spider that was surrounding it from behind.

Soon, the spiders whispered to each other for a long time and elected a representative.

Harry listened hard until he realized it was talking. It was hard to tell what they were saying because they kept clicking their claws for every word they said.

"How do you know Aragog?" The spider raised its eight compound eyes with great effort and looked at the human cub in front of it warily.

"He's a friend of my friend." Harry said, "Hagrid, you should know him. He seems to be in trouble. Let's come to find Aragog."

The spider turned around, touched its claws with the other spiders, then turned around and said, "Follow me."

"Uh... we're not in danger, are we?" Harry asked cautiously.

"Do you think you have a choice?" As soon as the spider finished speaking, the spiders in the main valley began to flick their claws in unison, and the uniform sound echoed throughout the valley.

The feeling of horror is indescribable. Just think about it, it's almost like a whole pack of wolves grinding their teeth in front of you.

What's more, judging from the size of the eight-eyed giant spiders and the size of their population, even a pack of wolves would not be enough to fill their teeth.

The three of them had no choice but to take Yaya to the middle.

The three of them stood next to the object that was still twisting and they could hear a "wuwu" sound it made, like the sound a person makes when their mouth is blocked and they can't speak.

"Assistant Instructor Tifa?" Harry asked tentatively.

The object moved more violently.

"Don't struggle yet. If you are Assistant Instructor Tifa, you will struggle three times. Otherwise, just do whatever you want." Hermione said.

The object really only struggled three times and was very obedient. After struggling, it lay down and didn't move.

"Please wait a moment, we will negotiate with the spider and rescue you immediately." Hermione comforted Tifa.

Tifa was very well behaved and lay there quietly without moving.

"Aragog, Aragog." The spider that first communicated with Harry shouted into the circular spider web.

Then all the spiders followed him and began to call Aragog's name in unison.

After a while, a huge spider walked out from the hemispherical spider web. It was several sizes larger than all the other spiders, almost as big as a small truck.

Its body was black with gray, giving it the impression of an old person. Each of the eight eyes on its head with large claws was covered with white film, and it was most likely blind.

"What's going on?" he asked. His voice was very old and there was unhappiness in his tone. Harry could tell that Aragog's tone was like Ron who had his sweet dream disturbed. If he said the word bloody hell, he would be a real spider version of Ron.

"Human..." the spider replied.

"Is that Hagrid? I've told you many times not to show hostility towards Hagrid. He is our family's benefactor..." Aragog said as he approached Harry, his eight milky white eyes looking around blankly and expectantly. It seemed that he missed Hagrid very much.

"No, it's not." The spider quickly explained, "It's a stranger."

Aragog's mood suddenly turned to impatience: "Are you going to ask me for such a small matter? I'm sleeping, just kill me directly... Oh, remember to leave me a thigh."

Aragog's voice was so loud that not only Harry, but also Ron and Hermione could hear it clearly. The three of them suddenly felt as if they were falling into an icy cave, and their hearts were beating so hard that they seemed to be about to burst out of their throats.

Harry heard that it was bad, he quickly argued: "We are Hagrid's friends, don't kill us..."

Click-click, click-click, just like Morse code, the eight-eyed giant spiders seemed to be communicating by rubbing their claws together. The entire depression was filled with the sound of spiders rubbing their claws together.

Aragog hesitated. He asked doubtfully, "Hagrid never sent anyone to the Hollow."

"Hagrid's in trouble," Harry said quickly, breathing rapidly, "that's why we came to you for help."

"Trouble?" Aragog asked. Harry felt that it was not an illusion. He heard concern in the spider's tone. After all, its large claws began to click rapidly.

"But why did he send you?"

Harry's mind was racing. At this moment, his instinct made him make up a lie quickly. He considered the new story for a moment, then suppressed his fear as much as possible and said in a calm tone, "Someone recently released a monster in school. Many students were petrified by the monster, and one classmate was captured. So Hagrid decided to hunt the monster in the Chamber of Secrets, but he felt that he was no match for it, so he asked us to come to the Forbidden Forest to seek help from your... um, tribe."

With such eloquence, it would be a pity if he didn’t post on Zhihu.

Share your made-up story. Thanks for the invitation. I’m in a spider cave. I just got off the plane…

"Nonsense! That happened many years ago, fifty years ago!" Aragog waved his claws angrily. "You are lying to me, human cub. I remember it very clearly. It was because of this incident that they let me leave school. They believed that I was the monster in the so-called Chamber of Secrets and that it was Hagrid who opened the Chamber of Secrets and let me out. But Hagrid was innocent!"

"Yes, yes, Hagrid told us about this." The witty Hermione continued, pretending to be enlightened: "No wonder Hagrid kept muttering about clearing Aragog's name, it turns out that..."

Aragog suddenly stopped waving his claws. Hesitantly, he asked, "Hagrid...Did Hagrid really say that?"

"Yes! I remember it very clearly!" Hermione said firmly.

Aragog was silent for a while, then said in a depressed tone, "When I met Hagrid, he was just a child. He took me in and fed me bread crumbs from the table. I should say that he was my best friend and a good man. But someone found out about me, a bad boy named Tom Riddle. He slandered me and made me responsible for the death of a girl. Bullshit. I said to Hagrid at the time, Hagrid, you know me. If I had done it, all you would have seen would be a small ball of spider webs and a melted corpse..."

"But only Hagrid believed me. He hid me, and I have been in this wood ever since. Hagrid often comes to see me, and he even found me a wife. You see, our family is thriving now, all thanks to Hagrid."

At this point, all the spiders excitedly waved their claws, making clicking sounds, as if responding to Aragog's words "the family prospers", which was really creepy.

"But I have never hurt anyone! I respect Hagrid and don't want to hurt his kind... I think, that's why he is willing to clear my name..."

"Hagrid is in danger now, don't you plan to help him?" Harry choked and forced himself to ask this question.

Now there was a lot of clicking sounds, and countless long legs were moving rustlingly, and huge black shadows were swaying around.

"The monster in the secret room is the ancient creature that we spiders fear the most! It is our natural enemy!" Aragog's voice was filled with fear. "You can't force me to help Hagrid. When the beast was active in the castle, I begged Hagrid to let me go... No, even if Hagrid has done me a favor, we can't help him due to the suppression in our blood."

Aragog said this with a very excited tone.

"What exactly is that monster and why does it scare you so much?" Harry asked curiously.

It would have been better if these words had not been spoken. Once they were spoken, the spiders became even more chaotic. Aragog said fiercely: "We won't tell its name! I didn't even tell Hagrid its name, although he asked me more than once, but I didn't dare to tell him!"

Harry didn't want to continue chatting and thought it was time to say goodbye.

"Well, since you don't intend to help your benefactor, then we can only go back to the Chamber of Secrets and fight with him." Harry looked righteous, but his guilt was visibly evident.

At the same time, the leaves around were rustling, and the rustling sound became stronger.

"Go? I don't think it's a good idea..." Aragog said slowly.

"Why?" Harry was anxious. Why don't you talk about Wood, old man?

"My children obey my orders not to hurt Hagrid, but when other fresh human meat is delivered to my door, I can't stop them from enjoying it, so...adios, Hagrid's friend..."

Aragog also said something in Spanish in a very fashionable way.

Almost in an instant, spiders surrounded them from all directions, forming a solid wall of steel. Their large claws clattered and countless pairs of eyes glowed with dark light, twinkling like stars in the sky, but ugly and disgusting.

Harry was desperate. The eight-eyed giant spiders in front of them didn't seem to be going to let them go, and he was helpless.

When I was in despair, I heard Hermione's sharp shout.

"Aragog—"

Aragog heard the strange shout and froze in place. He subconsciously turned around and faced the direction of the voice - even though he was blind.

In Harry's eyes, Hermione almost turned into a shadow and pounced on Aragog.

(End of this chapter)