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Elwyn felt that everything around him was spinning rapidly. The landmarks on the ground were shrinking rapidly and soon disappeared. The dividing line between the sky and the ground was becoming more and more blurry. He grabbed Buckbeak's neck tightly and pressed his body against its feathers.
Buckbeak's wings fluttered on both sides of him and kept bumping into his legs. It was uncomfortable and made Elwyn feel like he was going to fall at any moment.
Because of the wind, Buckbeak's shiny feathers slid under his fingers.
Elwyn did not dare to hold on too tightly. The hippogriff's buttocks rose and fell with its wings, and he felt himself being tossed back and forth. This was much more difficult than riding a flying broomstick. If not for the month of practice that had helped him overcome his fear of heights, he could not guarantee that he would not fall unconscious.
However, Elwyn was sure that even if he fell from a high altitude, Buckbeak would definitely be able to catch him before he hit the ground.
When he thought about it this way, there was nothing to worry about.
He tried to lean out and look at the scenery around him.
They were now flying quickly across the huge lake in front of the castle. They were moving at an astonishing speed, even faster than a crossbow.
As Buckbeak spread its wings and flew, the white clouds floated past them. Elwyn felt like he was dancing with the wind. It was a wonderful experience.
Soon, he discovered the various advantages of riding a hippogriff with wings.
In addition to being extremely fast and agile, it was also easy to conceal oneself. Looking up from below, one could only see a hippogriff flying through the air. One could not see Elwyn hidden under its thick feathers.
Moreover, these thick feathers could help Elwyn resist the cold wind at high altitudes and maintain his temperature so that he would not freeze while flying.
Needless to say, Buckbeak itself had a certain amount of attack power.
In a battle later, it could help Elwyn deal with the eight-eyed spiders and all kinds of hidden dangers.
If the comfort level could be increased, it would be perfect.
"Ba, fly in the direction of the Forbidden Forest to the territory of the Eight-Eyed Spider," Elwyn shouted. "Our destination is the hollow, Aragok's lair!"
Just as Elwyn and Buckbeak approached Aragok's lair, Malfoy, Gall, and Crabbe appeared at the edge of the eight-eyed spider's territory.
They passed under a huge fallen tree covered with green vines. The ground was covered with gravel and unknown plants. The thick moss was uncomfortable to walk on, and Gower almost slipped. He quickly steadied Crabbe.
Their breathing was rapid and heavy. They looked at the strange scene around them, fear and worry were written all over their faces.
No matter how stupid they were, they knew that they couldn't deal with the Eight-Eyed Giant Spider with just their bulging muscles.
"Draco, we …" Gower's voice was trembling. His small, dull eyes darted back and forth among the nearby trees, afraid that something would come out.
"What?!" Malfoy replied in a dull voice, without even turning his head.
"I, I think we can't go any further!" Crabbe pushed Gower and the two exchanged looks. Crabbe said in an almost pleading tone, "There are dangerous eight-eyed spiders around here. Professor Blake said …"
"Shut up, Gregory! Don't mention Blake in front of me. He's the same as Weasley's family. They're all the scum of the pure-blood wizards! " Malfoy said sternly. "Hmph, I finally understand. Damn Blake, damn Potter, and even more damn mud monster Mason. They're the ones behind everything."
"Draco, the Eight-Eyed Giant Spiders are very dangerous. We're approaching their territory," Clark swallowed and hurriedly tried to persuade him. Clark swallowed his saliva and hurriedly said, "Gregory is right. Let's hurry back. They may come out at any time."
"You shut up too, Vincent!" Malfoy said in disgust. "I know what I'm doing. We're here to find those stupid spiders. Do you really think I'll be defeated by them?! Alright, the two of you just need to follow behind me. "
Malfoy gripped his wand tightly and stomped on the branches on the ground angrily.
"But …"
"This is the edge of the Forbidden Forest. The Eight-Eyed Giant Spiders that appear here are very weak. They're just slightly bigger spiders. The three of us can handle them," Malfoy explained impatiently. "You've killed quite a few in the past few months."
Seeing Malfoy's expression, Gower and Crabbe didn't dare to refute.
They all knew that it was better not to provoke Malfoy at this time. In fact, after losing to Gryffindor, all of Slytherin's students questioned and dissatisfied with Malfoy's performance on the field. They didn't understand why Malfoy would work with Harry to hinder the other team members from stopping Angelina.
Although Malfoy had explained many times that he was avoiding Harry's body collision, this explanation didn't get any understanding or sympathy from Slytherin's students.
In most people's opinion, it was because of Malfoy's stupidity and cowardice that they lost this crucial final. Although no one dared to publicly accuse and question Malfoy's reputation, the look in their eyes was still very unpleasant.
While Gryffindor was celebrating, the atmosphere in Slytherin's common room was dull and tense. Strange emotions were spreading in it.
Just as Flint and the other team members were about to review everyone in turn, Malfoy, who couldn't bear it any longer, walked out with Gower and Crabbe.
He was furious. If possible, he would rather have a duel with Harry to determine the winner.
But in fact, he couldn't even find Harry's shadow.
Malfoy wandered aimlessly in the castle, thinking about the series of unpleasant things that had happened recently. He had just lost the Quidditch final, Buckbeak, who had hurt him, escaped punishment, his nemesis Harry and his godfather, Sirius Black, reunited, and his father and Professor Snape's advice to him.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He felt that his luck had been too bad recently. Everything had started to turn around after Christmas, and the situation was getting worse.
After overhearing a few Hufflepuff in the library discussing the Quidditch match and the grand carnival being held in Gryffindor's common room, Malfoy left with a livid face. He decided to go to the Forbidden Forest and kill the eight-eyed spiders to vent his anger.
After a few months of fighting, the fighting strength of the little wizards had greatly increased.
With the help of others, Malfoy had killed more than thirty eight-eyed spiders in a row. This was one of the highest number of kills among all the little wizards in Hogwarts, even more than most of the senior students. It was enough to make him proud.
Although there was no professor to accompany him today, Malfoy didn't think he would run into any danger.
Although he was angry, he was still rational. He knew that as long as he didn't go too deep into the territory of the eight-eyed spiders, he wouldn't run into any danger.
What he needed now was to vent, to vent his anger by taking lives.
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