Hogwarts: Don't call me the Staff Maker

Chapter 823 The Special Role of the Unicorn Soul

Hundreds of giant eight-eyed spiders, like a dark cloud, rushed towards Hogwarts Castle, instantly silencing the previously intense battle.

The air was filled with terrified screams. Hogwarts professors and Death Eaters alike began to flee in all directions, and the former enemies had strangely found themselves on the same side.

A barrage of spells rained down on the monsters from different directions, creating a deafening roar, and illuminating the entire hallway with red and green light. The eight-eyed giant spiders trembled, yet showed no sign of leaving; instead, they stood on their hind legs, becoming even more terrifying than before.

Amidst the swarm of spiders, Hagrid's panicked figure could be vaguely seen, repeatedly shouting, "Don't hurt them! Don't hurt them!"

But people clearly wouldn't listen to him, and the spellcasting offensive only intensified.

"Danger, Hagrid, get out of there!" Lupin shouted anxiously.

Those were over a hundred powerful attack spells. Even the strongest fire dragons and pure-blooded giants couldn't withstand magic of that level, let alone Hagrid, a half-giant.

Just then, a staggering figure suddenly burst into the foyer.

It was Professor Slughorn, who had just run out of the underground classroom. He was panting heavily, had almost tripped on the stairs several times, and even his robes were inside out. He looked extremely disheveled.

However, to everyone's surprise, when he arrived in the foyer, all the eight-eyed giant spiders that had just rushed into the castle stopped.

They seemed to have seen something terrifying; their eight legs trembled uneasily, making a loud cracking sound.

"Come on, you monsters, come this way!" Slughorn took another step forward.

Another series of synchronized clicking sounds rang out, and the stinking giant spiders almost instinctively retreated, trying to get as far away from Slughorn as possible. In the chaos, one of the eight-eyed giant spiders, no one knows which one, turned around first and stepped over the bodies of its companions to escape from the castle.

Then all the spiders turned around recklessly, rushed out the door, rushed into the dark playground, and left in a grand procession.

But Hagrid was also buried among them and disappeared without a trace.

"Hagrid!"

"Aha!"

At this moment, Slughorn, who was standing in the middle of the hall, laughed smugly and then smacked his lips in a pretentious manner.

"What a pity, the venom of the eight-eyed giant spider is a valuable commodity and can fetch a lot of money."

But he seemed to have forgotten that this wasn't a class, and no one would applaud his brilliant performance.

When the first red light landed at his feet, Slughorn finally reacted and swiftly fled back to the underground classroom with an agility completely disproportionate to his size.

The Death Eaters seemed stunned by what they had just witnessed; their spellcasting skills plummeted, and none of their dozen or so spells struck the running Slughorn, instead landing elsewhere. Some of these spells even managed to block Lupin's path as he tried to rescue Hagrid.

Faced with two dazzling green lights, even Lupin, who had transformed into a werewolf, dared not ignore them and could only bend down to avoid them.

When he stood up again, Hagrid had completely disappeared from sight.

"Don't worry, those eight-eyed giant spiders won't hurt Hagrid—I think." Siren paused, somewhat hesitant.

Aragog, the former king of the eight-eyed giant spiders, did indeed give an order forbidding any attacks on Hagrid, but that is all in the past.

After Aragog's death, no one knows whether those cold-blooded monsters will still obey its commands.

Moreover, these eight-eyed giant spiders didn't attack the castle voluntarily; they were forced to leave the Forbidden Forest due to Voldemort's interference. Under these circumstances, the bond between Hagrid and Aragog doesn't seem sufficient to guarantee his safety.

Should we go rescue them?

He should have gone, but—

Siren hesitated for a moment, as if a voice in his ear was telling him that he didn't need to go and that Hagrid would be safe.

Xilun instinctively chose to believe, and his steps slowed down involuntarily.

In that moment of hesitation, another figure rushed out of the castle before him.

"Hagrid!"

It was Harry. He suddenly appeared at the castle gate and ran out of the castle before anyone could react.

"Harry, come back quickly!"

Lupin was truly panicked. Harry was their last hope; what if they encountered Voldemort?

"Damn it!"

Lu Ping cursed and was about to chase after him when he was blocked by an enormous foot at the door.

A giant stepped out of the darkness, slamming his shoulder against the castle, causing the ground to tremble and several portraits on the walls to fall off.

The giant was twenty feet tall, and his hairy calves stretched past the gates of Hogwarts. If he were allowed to continue like this, the castle would surely collapse.

With no other option, Lupin gritted his teeth and persevered, using his superior physique compared to that of an ordinary wizard to contend with the giant.

Inside the castle, Xilun took a step back.

"I don't need to go, at least not now," he thought to himself, then turned and went elsewhere.

At the staircase leading to the basement, several Death Eaters were trying to break through the students' defenses to capture the bald professor who possessed a secret weapon.

Although they didn't know how he scared off the eight-eyed giant spider, it didn't matter. They could capture him and offer him to the Dark Lord, and then they would naturally receive a reward.

Judging from that bald old professor's behavior just now, he's a complete idiot. They certainly wouldn't miss out on such a good opportunity that could bring them merit with minimal risk.

The students guarding the underground classroom corridor are a bit annoying.

The Death Eaters quickened their spellcasting, completely unaware that a blue unicorn had already appeared behind them.

As the blue light flashed, the stairs were filled with people lying haphazardly.

"That's so cool!"

Several familiar figures appeared at the bottom of the stairs.

"Wow, that's amazing! You took down ten Death Eaters in an instant—Sirlen, how did you do that?" Charlie asked, his eyes wide.

Those ten Death Eaters were no cannon fodder; half of them knew the Crucifixion Curse, which forced them into a retreat.

But Sirius wiped them out with a single move—even Dumbledore couldn't have done that.

"I just tried it out, and I didn't expect it to actually work." Xilun raised an eyebrow.

It was already known that unicorn souls could purify dark magic, and since Death Eaters were mostly wizards who dealt with dark magic year-round, Siron wanted to see if this trick would work.

It turns out that dark magic does indeed corrupt the wizards who study it; the Death Eaters couldn't even utter a sound before they fainted.

"If that's the case, then other Death Eaters could also—oh, I should have thought of that sooner!"

Siren looked up with shining eyes, raised his wand and pointed it at the chaotic entrance hall.

Go!

The unicorn, which had been itching to get going, turned in mid-air and swiftly charged toward the others in the castle.