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He was not stupid enough to believe the words of an eight-eyed giant spider. As a creature with high intelligence, eight-eyed giant spiders were never synonymous with honesty and trustworthiness. In fact, it was the complete opposite. They were the purest, evilest, and most ferocious creatures of darkness.
Even if Aragok was Hagrid's pet, it could only guarantee that it had some feelings for Hagrid. It did not care about the lives of other humans! This could be seen from Aragok's unhesitant order to kill them.
Elwyn hesitated. If possible, he wanted to take Aragok with him. As long as he left the eight-eyed spider's territory and the forbidden forest, he would not have to worry about Aragok going back on his word.
However, Aragok's body was too large. The eight seemingly thick spider legs could not support its weight. If it left the spider's web, it would not even be able to move.
"Shrink quickly!" Elwyn whispered. He was trying to use this spell.
This was the content that students were required to master in the Ultimate Wizard Rank Examination. Elwyn had once seen Professor Fleevy use this spell to shrink a spider. He tried to use it on Aragok. If he could shrink it, everything would be fine.
He did not know if it was because he had not mastered the spell casting technique, or if Aragok was immune to it. Either way, his spell did not work.
Seeing what Elwyn had done, the spiders around the crater let out a series of angry clicking sounds. Countless pairs of eyes were full of hatred, shining on their ugly black heads.
"Friend of Hagrid," Aragok's voice had a trace of obvious resentment. "Don't make any more useless attempts. Out of respect for Hagrid, I will not hurt you, but do not disturb us here again. We spiders like darkness and silence!"
"Alright, I hope you will keep your word!" Elwyn tried a few more spells, but none of them worked. It seemed that apart from powerful offensive spells, Aragok's hard shell and huge body made it immune to most spells.
He could not afford to waste any more time. It was night time, and no one knew that he was here. The rescue team from the castle would not be able to arrive anytime soon. Moreover, Peter's condition seemed to be worsening. The simple bandage on his right hand could not stop the blood from seeping out.
The continuous torment had consumed too much of his physical strength. From the looks of it, he wouldn't be able to hold on much longer.
Elwyn slid down from the hemispherical web. He stepped back, his wand still pointed at Aragok. He slowly retreated to Peter's side.
"Thank you, Elwyn. You saved me. I will repay you," Peter said weakly as he grabbed onto Elwyn's robe.
This sentence did not make anyone happy at all. If nothing went wrong, Peter would spend the rest of his life in the Azkaban Wizard Prison. He did not expect Peter to repay him. He did not even want to see Peter again.
Peter Pettigrew struggled to stand up, but his legs were too weak. Just as he was about to stand up, he immediately fell back down and fell heavily to the ground.
"Elwyn, Elwyn, I have no strength left. Help me, don't leave me here alone," Peter said in a panic.
"Shut up! Keep your dirty hands away from my robe! " Elwyn frowned. He looked at the hem of his black school uniform, which was stained with Peter's blood. He waved his wand and muttered, "Phantom Shift!"
Peter's wrists, neck, and knees seemed to be tied by invisible ropes. He was slowly pulled up from the ground and into a standing position. His body was still hanging unhappily, like a strange puppet.
His feet were a few inches off the ground, and they were hanging limply.
"Don't use too much force. If you break free from this spell, I won't care about you anymore!" Elwyn warned. He felt weak all over.
Too many things had happened tonight. He just wanted to go back and have a good sleep.
Surrounded by hundreds of giant eight-eyed spiders, Elwyn and Peter slowly left the crater. He noticed that the number of spiders around them seemed to be increasing.
After receiving the news, the foraging spiders gradually returned.
They crowded together and made a hair-raising clicking sound. Their ferocious black eyes stared at Elwyn and Peter. Elwyn could even hear the sound of them swallowing.
Fresh human flesh was too tempting for them.
Fortunately, they all obeyed Aragok's order and did not attack.
In the middle of the crater, Aragok was still on the giant misty spider web. Its huge pincers slowly opened and closed. It seemed to be staring at Elwyn. Its eight eyes covered by the white cloud seemed to be able to clearly see Elwyn's every move.
Then, it began to slowly retreat into its nest.
In the slope of the crater, the path leading to its nest was completely filled by other eight-eyed spiders.
Elwyn and Peter left the crater. They climbed to the edge of the wide crater and saw the trees again. Aragok and the other eight-eyed spiders were disappearing from his sight.
Elwyn had just heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Aragok's deep clicking sound coming from the depths of the bottomless nest.
"Kill them!"
Hearing Aragok's order, all the eight-eyed spiders immediately became agitated. They rushed forward impatiently.
Like a raging black river, they rushed straight at Elwyn with a roar of death.
"Damn it, this old man really doesn't keep his word!" Elwyn did not have time to think. While Peter screamed, he quickly pointed his wand at the leaves on the ground and shouted, "Fire Blaze!"
The tip of his wand emitted a red flame, instantly igniting the yellow, dry leaves.
After more than 50 years of accumulation by the eight-eyed spiders, no one knew how many leaves there were in the crater. They piled up layer by layer, continuously withering, corroding, and dissipating, leaving behind some very flammable grass fibers.
With the help of these leaves, Elwyn's magic achieved amazing results.
In an instant, Aragok's nest, the holy land of the eight-eyed spiders, became a blazing pit of fire. The flames were at least 20 feet high.
The frightening heat wave hit them head-on, and the eight-eyed spiders in the crater let out shrill cries.
It was not the usual clicking sound, but the screams from the depths of their souls.
Peter looked at everything that happened in front of him with a pale face. He looked at the hundreds of eight-eyed spiders burned to death. He suddenly felt from the thin, black-haired boy in front of him a terrifying aura similar to that of The Dark Lord.
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