Hogwarts: This professor is too Muggle

I didn't mind that the basilisk couldn't speak human language, but the basilisk despised me for not being able to speak Parseltongue.

Melvin thought so as he slowly came to Hagrid's door and heard a series of seductive voices coming from inside.

"Hagrid, Hagrid, where is the nest of the Acromantula?" Harry lowered his voice, as if he was doing something shameful.

Hagrid burped and sounded confused. "Professor Kettleburn said...it's mainly distributed in the Far East, in the mountains of the Far East."

"Oh!" Hermione sighed, taking over the deception. "Hagrid, where is Aragog's lair?"

"Hiccup~ I can't tell you. It's dangerous for the little wizard."

Melvin nodded slightly. After going through so many things, Hagrid has become more reliable.

Just as he was thinking this, he heard Hermione change her tone: "Isn't Aragog your friend? He's a kind-hearted furry boy, how could he be dangerous?"

"Um……"

"It certainly wasn't Aragog who killed Myrtle, right?"

"not him!"

"So its lair isn't dangerous either. Tell me, where is it?"

"In the hollow of the Forbidden Forest."

"How to go?"

"Go down the path, turn left at the fork, and when you come to the crooked Sycamore fig tree, turn left again and follow the spider..."

Hagrid spoke in a muffled and unclear voice, but under Hermione's guidance, he gave clear directions, knowing when to turn, how far to go after turning, where there were landmarks, and everything in the Forbidden Forest. It was no different from a gamekeeper leading the way himself.

After making a detailed note of the route map, he gave Hagrid a few more gulps of wine and let him fall into a deep sleep.

There was a rustling sound in the room, which should be the sound of three people moving Hagrid and cleaning up the scene.

"Let's go, we should be back quickly. We should be back to the castle before lights out."

"Well, go back early. I have a Quidditch match tomorrow."

Hermione and Harry, who were lagging behind, were talking one by one. Ron, who was in front, had already opened the door and was stunned on the spot. They both stuck their heads out in confusion and stared outside in the same blank manner.

"good evening."

Under the silvery moonlight, the young professor greeted them with a handsome face and a gentle smile.

……

What could be more surprising than being caught doing something bad by the professor?

The professor wants to do bad things with them!

Harry and Ron were a little confused and followed Hermione who was leading the way stupidly, and secretly glanced at Professor Lewinter next to them with surprised and doubtful expressions.

Hermione's mind was more flexible and less prone to interruption. She quickly accepted the fact that Professor Lewynter was accompanying her. As she led the way, she chatted with him with a smile, "Professor, are you also investigating the truth of what happened back then?"

Melvin observed the Forbidden Forest in the late autumn night: "Why do you ask?"

"It started with the shadow mirror the professor gave us, revealing our past memories. Later, the professor was always concerned about the progress of our investigation. Now, the professor is willing to go with us to the lair of the Acromantula..."

Hermione studied Professor Lewynter's expression, trying to catch the slightest change. "Wouldn't the normal course of action be to take us back to the castle and give us detention?"

Seeing the little witch's impudent behavior, Melvin smiled and said, "My teaching philosophy is different from other professors. I can stop you from violating school rules tonight, but what about in the future? Tough obstruction is worse than flexible guidance. I'll take you there once, and you won't always be tempted to take risks in the future."

Having said that, Melvin glanced at the trio, thinking of teaching them a lesson.

The Acromantula is a 5X level dangerous creature. Do you really think it is a furry creature raised by Hagrid?

Just because the eight-eyed giant spiders can speak human language and have some intelligence doesn't mean they aren't wild beasts. The three second-grade students who carelessly went to look for other people's nests were just dinner that had been delivered to their doorsteps.

"Intelligent creatures..."

Melvin suddenly remembered something and muttered thoughtfully.

They gradually went deeper into the Forbidden Forest in the autumn night, following the route provided by Hagrid for about twenty minutes, gradually deviating from the path, and a kind of quiet atmosphere silently enveloped them. Gradually, there was no other sound except the sound of branches breaking and leaves rustling.

Everything an autumn night should have: owls and sparrows, crickets and cicadas, mosquitoes and moths, nothing.

But the trees grew thicker, and the stars overhead slowly disappeared between the branches, shrouded in shadows.

The little witch held up her silver wand and vaguely saw two large black claws emerging from the shadows under the crooked tree with lush branches and leaves in front of her.

Chapter 137 The Spider and the Dark Mark

Two eight-eyed giant spiders covered with hard shells were as big as baby elephants, with fine and tough hair. Eight long and powerful legs stretched out from both sides of their bodies, and the hard shells collided with each other, making a clicking sound. The eight eyes on their heads were arranged in two rows, and a fierce light was faintly emitted in the dark forbidden forest.

Ron stared straight ahead, his face ashen, his teeth chattering, his face full of fear.

Hermione saw the Acromantula outside the book, and her eyes were also terrified. She kept muttering, "The Acromantula grows deep in the rainforests of southeastern Asia, especially the island of Kalimantan. It is believed to be a species bred by wizards. It is cruel by nature and likes to eat human flesh. Its weakness lies in its armored abdomen..."

The huge beast was approaching, and Harry held his wand tightly, his expression tense.

They knew very well that the Acromantula was a 5X level dangerous creature, causing about the same amount of damage as a fire dragon every year. They dared to go deep into the Forbidden Forest to gather intelligence, or they thought that Aragog and Hagrid were friends. The Forbidden Forest was adjacent to Hogwarts, and these intelligent creatures that could communicate probably followed certain rules like the centaurs and unicorns, and would not actively harm them.

But when the eight-eyed giant spider really appeared before his eyes, the beast's unique fierce and cruel aura hit him in the face. He was unconsciously captured by those eight eyes, his heartbeat accelerated, and a faint smell of blood lingered at the tip of his nose. It was the accumulation of years of hunting and slaughtering, which made the little wizard's delicate stomach feel very uncomfortable.

Melvin was neither anxious nor impatient. He just looked at the two eight-eyed giant spiders quietly, observing them with interest.

The black fangs opened and closed slightly, the jaws were strong and powerful, and the bite force was comparable to that of a crocodile. The dripping saliva had a faint sour smell, which should be the venom unique to the eight-eyed giant spider, and the market price was 100 Galleons per pint.

The abdomen of the eight-eyed giant spider is slightly bulging and covered with tiny bristles. If you look closely, the dark gray markings on it can be seen in the shape of a human face, adding a bit of weirdness and hideousness.

As the Acromantula got closer, Harry pulled Ron, but the guy was already stunned, his body stiff and his mind unable to react.

Harry glanced back at the professor and shouted to the two giant spiders, "We are Hagrid's friends, and we are here to find Aragog!"

The two giant spiders stopped and looked at each other. Although there was no look or expression on their faces, Harry felt that they understood.

Seeing them frequently looking at his and Hermione's wands, Harry put away his wand and said soothingly, "We really are Hagrid's friends. We mean no harm."

As soon as he finished speaking, two spiders pounced over. Despite their huge size, they were not clumsy at all. Their eight legs moved quickly and the rugged road was no obstacle to them.

In the blink of an eye, Harry felt his legs leave the ground, and two hard, slender, and slightly hairy objects grabbed him by the waist and clamped him.

The giant spider knew how to subdue its prey. When it caught him, it shook him a few times, turned him upside down, and left him hanging in the air. The congestion in his brain made Harry feel a little dizzy.

"We are Hagrid's friends..."

Harry twisted and screamed, but the increasing pressure on his two front legs made him breathless, and he soon gave up struggling.

He could only pin his hopes on the professor, tried to look up and to the side, and then he was stunned.

Ron was also caught by the giant spider, right next to him, his eyes bulging, his mouth clenched tightly, his teeth stopped chattering, but he couldn't utter a word.

Another giant spider was holding Hermione and Professor Lewinter in its front legs. Hermione looked terrified, but Professor Lewinter was calm and had the leisure to look at the giant spider's head with wide eyes. His expression was calm and even a little relaxed.

As if noticing his gaze, Professor Lewinter turned and looked over, tilting his head slightly and giving him a perfectly encouraging look.

What did the professor think this was?

Random questions in class?!

Harry shook excitedly for a few times, then his face turned pale. He was pinched so hard that he had difficulty breathing. He could only calm down and let the spider lead them deeper into the Forbidden Forest.

Melvin thought this perspective was quite fresh.

The eight-eyed giant spider has several long and powerful legs. With every step it takes, the sharp barbs at the end can dig deep into the soil. Its movements are full of explosive power. Whether it is bushes or gravel roads, it can move at a constant speed, and the shock absorption effect is excellent.

When they encounter puddles or wetlands that are really difficult to walk through, they simply jump onto branches and turn around to move forward with a click-clack sound.

It is huge in size, with a broad torso, and its shape is really like a small carriage. It is covered with thick hair. If it has a seat or something, it must be very comfortable.

Just as Melvin was lost in thought, he heard the little witch's voice: "Professor, why..."

"Aren't you looking for the Acromantula?"

"You mean, this way it's faster and less likely to get lost?"

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, her tone much lighter.

She was saying, how could the professor let them be caught by the spider? How could the professor let them face the dangerous and ferocious Acromantula?

Melvin smiled and said nothing more. He picked up a branch from the treetop he passed by and put it into his sleeve.

There were tree roots and stumps everywhere as they continued to move through the deep forest, but with the help of the giant spiders, the low branches and thorny vines did not catch their clothes.

I don't know how long I walked forward like this, but the ground in front of me began to slope down, and the bushes began to become less lush, as if they had been cleared away in a planned manner. Occasionally, I could see a few leaves covered with densely packed small spiders.

The giant spider led them to a wide, flat depression. Melvin heard the little witch next door's breathing become hurried and turned to look.

The light from the stars and the moon poured down unhindered, illuminating the scene in the depression. On the slope as big as the Quidditch pitch were crawling hundreds of giant eight-eyed spiders. Seeing the prey caught by their companions, each giant spider excitedly came forward and shook its claws, making a clicking sound.

Going down the steep slope, we arrived at the bottom of the nest in the center. Here was a misty hemispherical spider web. Like a huge silver curtain, it covered the bottom of the nest in the depression. The silk threads were thick and sticky, shining coldly in the moonlight.

"Pfft..."

The giant spider loosened its front legs, and several people fell heavily to the ground. One of them moved its claws and crawled forward, shouting:

"Aragog! Aragog!"

It sounded like the voice of a middle-aged wizard, with a very strange, muffled tone, and an accent very similar to Hagrid's.

Hearing the human language coming out of a spider's mouth, Hermione felt a very strange feeling in her heart. The mist at the bottom of the pit contained a chill that made the hair on her arms and back stand up, making her hair stand on end.

She couldn't explain why she felt this way.

At this moment, Melvin whispered beside him, "If a traveler or wizard gets lost in a deserted forest and hears this kind of shouting, they should walk towards the source of the sound..."

Hermione shuddered.

From within the mist-shrouded spider web, a massive eight-eyed spider emerged, its body larger than the other spiders and its movements sluggish. The black hair covering its body was mottled with gray, and the eight eyes on its head were covered with a layer of white film, appearing very cloudy.

Judging from the way it turned its head to look around, it was already blind.

"What's going on?" Aragog's voice was hoarse and old.

"Man, we caught four people."

"Hagrid there?"

"No, it's a stranger."

"Kill them and don't disturb my sleep."

"Etc., etc!"

Harry breathed a sigh of relief when they mentioned Hagrid, but soon heard the rest of the conversation and quickly identified himself: "We are Hagrid's friends."