Hogwarts Homecoming

Too young.

Looking at Harry, who was in a fierce struggle in his heart, and unconsciously, the wand in his hand was slowly falling, Amosta sighed, whether to kill or stay, at least ensure that Peter has no ability to resist.

Boom!

The ground rolled, and the surging air waves swept away all the trees and vines within thirty feet with the force of plowing, and the soft soil was lifted layer after layer, and the air was full of burning smell. The scene on the former Muggle street appeared again in the world!

Harry and Hermione fell into the deep pit, looking at the billowing smoke around them, and the transparent magic barrier that enveloped them in a daze.

"How come. Who is it?"

When the thick smoke cleared, Peter had disappeared as expected. Harry stretched out his hand in despair, and lightly pressed the magic barrier in front of him. After the barrier dissipated, Harry murmured.

"I guess Dumbledore—"

In the eyes, the devastated earth made Hermione's body shake, she clutched her chest, panting with difficulty,

"I guess he expected that if we really met Peter, we might suffer a disadvantage, so when we eliminated our names from the Marauder's Map, he probably manipulated us a little bit."

Harry squatted down, holding his head, his lonely figure showing helplessness in the heavy night.

"I should have killed him right away, it's all over now—"

Harry's voice was muffled, but Hermione could hear a bit of crying in his voice.

Since she knew Harry, she had never seen Harry like this. He had no fighting spirit, his voice was full of despair, and he felt that all hope had been lost.

"Harry--"

Peter just disappeared in front of them, and without Dumbledore's preventive measures, they would not even be able to save their lives, not to mention Harry, even Hermione felt deeply powerless, they had never experienced such In the past, no matter what challenges they faced, they could always create unbelievable miracles.

But no matter what, they still have to face reality.

Now, more than half of the time has passed, and if they didn't rush back to Hogwarts Castle in the remaining time, then something even more terrifying would happen.

Hermione was about to comfort Harry, but at this moment, there was a desperate cry not far from a certain direction, and this voice belonged to Peter who escaped under their noses just now.

"what happened!"

Harry jumped to his feet in an instant, screaming in disbelief, the green eyes burning again,

"It's the traitor, who caught him?"

"In short!"

Hermione's voice was also full of surprises. She held her breath and pricked up her ears to inquire carefully.

"There must be some trouble."

Harry and Hermione looked at each other, and the next second, they jumped up in unison, chasing desperately in the direction of the sound.

click click click click——

Amidst the rustling leaves and Peter's increasingly soft wailing, a strange movement made Harry and Hermione, who were chasing, shudder.

"I guess it's some kind of dark creature that lives in the Forbidden Forest."

Harry's tone was full of pleasure, and he said bitterly,

"I just hope that when it eats him, it will leave me something to prove Peter's identity, so that the Ministry of Magic will have nothing to say!"

"Don't say that, Harry—"

A branch cut Hermione's arm, and the red blood stained her ragged clothes. Hermione frowned and endured the pain and said,

"Neither Professor Dumbledore nor Professor Blaine would like to see you say something like that—"

Hermione's words did hit some soft places in Harry's heart, he fell silent, didn't speak, just walked on with his head sullen.

I don't know when, the surroundings became more quiet and depressing, and even the constant chirping of insects and birds could not be heard between the branches and leaves.

The further they went, the softer the ground became, and the rotting fallen leaves accumulated for centuries made the ground almost like a swamp. They climbed up the slope all the way, and when they passed a certain limit, the surrounding trees suddenly disappeared Sparse, but there are many bushes full of thorny vines in front of it.

In a daze, Hermione seemed to see shadows moving behind those tall bushes, fear made her pinch Harry's arm tightly, she lowered her voice and whispered,

"Should we use the Invisibility Cloak, Harry?"

click click click——

Harry also noticed the movement behind those bushes, he hesitated for a moment, but at this moment, behind the hillside, Peter's disappearing cry for help suddenly became more intense, as if he saw something terrifying.

"Go and see!"

Harry involuntarily grabbed Hermione's arm and rushed up, while the shadows behind the bushes backed away quickly as they passed by. Hermione took a quick glance, but couldn't recognize what those moving shadows were. If she saw clearly, then she would definitely stop Harry's impulsive actions.

Finally, they climbed to the top of the long hill, and now, what appeared in front of the two of them was a huge crater-like depression.

Lucky Ron!

After seeing those things in the pit, a nonsensical idea popped into Harry's head.

Spiders—not those small things the size of fingernails in the cupboards, but spiders as big as carriage horses, with eight legs, eight green eyes, and black, hairy behemoths.

In the crater, there are at least a few hundred spiders of this size. They move continuously on eight legs, making rattling noises. The ground in the crater is full of animal remains and white pupae. The chrysalis was still shaking fiercely, and it seemed that the creature wrapped inside hadn't completely died yet.

Gollum—

Harry swallowed, and within a few breaths, his forehead was covered with drops of sweat, and he also felt that Hermione's hand in his palm suddenly became wet.

Click click click click!

The two little wizards took a step back subconsciously, and at this moment, the big spiders in the pit seemed to have received some signal, and fiercely engaged with each other. Harry no longer expected to find Peter. One finger, and now, his priority is how to survive with Hermione.

But the moment they turned around, the bodies of the two little wizards stiffened, and goosebumps fell all over their bodies.

Five or six huge spiders touched behind them at some point and blocked their retreat.

Dozens of green compound eyes locked on Harry and Hermione condescendingly. These eight-eyed spiders waved their big claws in mid-air and made high-frequency clicking sounds. Hermione suddenly realized that the sound seemed to be some kind of special sound. language.

"Do you think it's possible that Dumbledore's magic will work again, Harry?"

Harry's face was livid, and he took out his wand and held it in front of him, but he couldn't figure out how to deal with these big guys with the stick in his hand.

"Oh, the little wizard in the castle?"

Suddenly, from the bottom of the crater, a tired, old voice came from behind the mist-like spider webs, accompanied by a heavy clicking sound like a metal impact.

"Aside from them, there are no other wizards coming over—"

The old voice asked vigilantly, and the giant spiders in front of Hermione Halligan answered the question, swinging their claws.

"Bring them here!"

The voice in the pit suddenly said angrily.

Harry just wanted to resist, but he was stunned for a moment, and his eyes turned. He and Hermione had already been pinched by a spider with two big claws. The spider moved very fast, and the bad wind blocked the mouths of the two. , making it impossible for them to even scream.

The dormant eight-eyed spiders on the way forward gave way one after another. Ten seconds later, the two of them were sent to a giant spider that was about the size of an elephant and crawled on a hemispherical web. The legs were black and grey, and he seemed blind, for each eye was covered with a white cloud over his ugly head with large claws.

"Look there, Harry—"

While Harry was gaping at the spider, Hermione reminded him, her voice full of despair.

It's Peter!

He was hung upside down not far to the left of the hemispherical spider web, and a smaller eight-eyed spider was crawling around beside Peter, weaving the web quickly.

Peter's mouth was blocked by a group of spider webs, and he couldn't make a sound. His lower body was already trapped in the white chrysalis that was about to form. His arm seemed to be bleeding, and the scarlet blood had stained a large piece of white chrysalis red.

Looking at Harry and Hermione who were close at hand, Peter's small mung bean-like eyes showed pleading, and his fearful eyes fell to the ground.

You did it to yourself!

Harry expressed his joy with his eyes.