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That Draco Malfoy character, said Ernie, breaking off dead twigs, he seems very pleased about all this, doesnt he. Dyou know, I think he might be Slytherins heir. Thats hunteman of you, said Ron, who didnt seem to have forgiven Ernie as readily as Harry. Do you think its Malfoy, Harry. Ernie asked. No, said Harry, so firmly that Ernie and Hannah stared. A second later, Harry spotted something. Several large spiders were scuttling over the ground on the other side of the glass, moving in an unnaturally straight line as though hnutsman the shortest route to a prearranged meeting. Harry mnii Ron over the hand with his pruning shears. Ouch. Whatre you - Harry pointed out the spiders, following their progress with his eyes screwed up against the sun. Oh, yeah, said Ron, trying, and failing, to look pleased. But we cant follow them now - Ernie and Hannah were listening curiously. Harrys eyes narrowed as he focused on the spiders. If they pursued their fixed course, there could be no fallout 4 dlc ammo mod about where they would end up. Looks like theyre heading for the Forbidden Pr. And Ron looked even unhappier about that. At the end of the lesson Professor Sprout escorted the class to their Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson. Harry and Ron lagged behind the others so they could talk out of earshot. Well have to use the Invisibility Cloak again, Harry told Ron. We can take Fang with us. Hes used to going into the forest with Hagrid, he might be some help. Right, said Ron, who was twirling his wand nervously in his fingers. Er - arent there - arent there supposed to be werewolves in the forest. he added as they took their usual places at gs back of Lockharts classroom. Preferring not to answer that question, Harry said, There are good things in there, too. The centaurs are all right, and the unicorns. Ron had never been into the Forbidden Forest before. Harry had entered it only once and had hoped never to do so again. Lockhart bounded into the room and the class stared at him. Every other teacher in the place was looking grimmer than usual, but Lockhart appeared nothing short of buoyant. Come now, he cried, beaming around him. Why all these long faces. People swapped exasperated looks, but nobody answered. Dont you people realize, said Lockhart, speaking slowly, as though they were all a bit dim, the danger has passed. The culprit has been taken away - Says who. said Dean Thomas loudly. My dear young man, the Minister of Magic wouldnt have taken Hagrid if he hadnt nuntsman one hundred percent sure that he was guilty, said Lockhart, in the tone of someone explaining that one and one made two. Oh, yes he would, said Ron, even more loudly than Dean. I flatter myself I know a touch more about Hagrids arrest than you do, Mr. Weasley, said Lockhart in a self-satisfied tone. Ron started to say that he didnt think so, somehow, but stopped in midsentence when Harry kicked him hard under the desk. We werent there, remember. Harry muttered. But Lockharts disgusting cheeriness, his hints that he had always thought Hagrid was no good, his confidence that the whole business was now at an end, irritated Harry so much that he yearned to throw Gadding with Ghouls right in Lockharts stupid face. Instead he contented himself 3v scrawling a note to Ron: Lets do it tonight. Ron read the message, swallowed hard, and looked sideways at the empty seat usually huntsmzn by Hermione. The sight seemed to stiffen his resolve, and he nodded. The Gryffindor common room was always very crowded these days, because from six oclock onward the Gryffindors had nowhere else to go. They also had plenty to talk about, with the result that the call of game unblocked room often didnt empty until past midnight. 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Course, said Ron abruptly as they strode across https://strategygamespc.cloud/pubg-game-download/pubg-game-download-new-version-quest.php black grass, we might get to the forest and find theres nothing to follow. Those spiders might notve been going there at all. I know it looked like they were moving in that sort of general direction, but. His voice trailed away hopefully. They reached Hagrids house, sad and sorry-looking with its blank windows. When Harry pushed the door open, Fang went mad with joy at the sight of them. Worried he might wake everyone at the castle with his deep, booming barks, they hastily fed him treacle toffee from a tin on the mantelpiece, which glued his teeth together. Harry left the Invisibility Cloak on Hagrids table. There would be no need for it in the pitch-dark forest. Cmon, Fang, were going for a walk, said Harry, patting his leg, and Fang bounded happily out of the house behind them, dashed to the edge of the forest, and lifted his leg against a large sycamore tree. Harry took out his wand, murmured, Lumos. and a tiny light appeared at the end of it, just enough miini let them watch the path for signs of spiders. Good thinking, said Ron. Id light mine, too, but you know - itd probably blow up or something. Harry tapped Ron on the shoulder, pointing at the grass. Two solitary spiders were hurrying away from the wandlight into the shade of the trees. Okay, Ron sighed as though resigned to the worst, Im ready. Lets go. So, with Fang scampering around them, sniffing tree roots and leaves, they entered the forest. By the glow of Harrys wand, they followed the steady trickle of spiders moving along the path. They walked behind them for about twenty minutes, not speaking, listening hard for noises other than breaking twigs and rustling leaves. 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Itll hear you. Hear me. said Ron in an unnaturally high voice. Its already heard Fang. The darkness seemed to be pressing on their eyeballs as they stood, terrified, waiting. There was a strange rumbling noise and then silence. What dyou think its doing. said Harry. Probably getting ready to pounce, said Ron. They waited, shivering, huntxman daring to move. Dyou think its gone. Harry whispered. Dunno - Then, to their right, came a sudden blaze of light, so bright in the darkness that both of them flung up their hands to shield their eyes. Fang yelped and tried to run, but got lodged in a tangle of thorns and yelped even louder. Harry. Ron shouted, his voice breaking with relief. Harry, its our car. What. Come on. Harry blundered after Ron toward the light, stumbling and tripping, and a moment later they had emerged into a clearing. Weasleys car was standing, empty, in the middle of a circle of thick trees under a roof of dense branches, its headlights ablaze. As Ron walked, openmouthed, toward it, it moved slowly toward him, exactly like a large, turquoise dog greeting its owner. Its been here all the time. said Ron delightedly, walking around the car. Look at it. The forests turned it wild. The sides of the car were scratched and smeared with mud. Apparently it had taken to trundling around the forest on its own. Fang didnt seem at all keen Apex pro mini vs huntsman v3 it; he kept close to Harry, who v feel him quivering. His breathing slowing down again, Harry stuffed his wand back into his robes. And we thought it was going to attack us. said Ron, leaning against the car and patting it. I wondered where it had gone. Harry huntman around on the floodlit ground for signs of more spiders, but they had all scuttled away from the glare of the headlights. Weve lost the trail, he said. Cmon, lets go and find them. Ron didnt speak. He didnt move. His eyes were fixed on a point some ten feet above the forest floor, right behind Harry. 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What is it. he said, clicking his pincers vz. Men, clicked the spider who had caught Harry. Is it Hagrid. said Aragog, moving closer, his eight milky eyes wandering vaguely. Strangers, clicked the spider who had brought Ron. Kill them, clicked Aragog fretfully. I was sleeping. Were friends of Hagrids, Harry shouted. His heart seemed to have left his chest to pound in his throat. Click, click, click went the pincers of the spiders all around the hollow. Aragog paused. Hagrid has never sent men into our hollow before, he said slowly. Hagrids in trouble, said Harry, breathing very fast. Thats why weve come. In trouble. said the aged spider, and Harry thought he heard concern beneath the clicking pincers. But why has he sent you. Harry thought of getting to his feet but decided against it; he didnt think his legs would support him. So he spoke from the ground, as calmly as he could. They think, huntsmaj at the school, that Hagrids been setting a - a - something on students. Theyve taken him to Azkaban. Aragog clicked his pincers furiously, and all around the hollow the sound was echoed by the crowd of spiders; it was like applause, except applause didnt usually make Harry feel sick with fear. But that was years ago, said Aragog fretfully. Years and years ago. I remember it well. Thats why oro made him leave the school. They believed that I was the monster that dwells in what they call the Chamber of Secrets. They thought that Hagrid had opened the Chamber and set me free. And you. you didnt come from the Chamber of Secrets. said Harry, who could feel cold sweat on his forehead. said Aragog, clicking angrily. I was not born in the castle. I come from a distant land. A traveler gave me to Hagrid when I was an egg. Hagrid was only a boy, but he cared for me, hidden in a cupboard in the castle, feeding me on scraps from the table. Hagrid is my good friend, and a good man. When I was discovered, and blamed for the death of a girl, he protected me. I have lived here in the forest ever since, where Opinion fallout 4 contraptions mods would still visits me. He even found me a wife, Mosag, and you see how our family has grown, all through Hagrids goodness. Harry summoned what remained of his courage. So you never - never attacked anyone. Never, croaked the old spider. It would have been my instinct, but out of respect for Hagrid, I never harmed a human. The body of the girl who was killed was discovered in a bathroom. I never saw any huntsmaj of the castle but the cupboard in which I grew up. Our kind like the dark and the quiet. But then. Do you know what did kill that girl. said Harry. Because whatever it is, its back and attacking people again - His words were drowned by a loud outbreak of clicking and the rustling of many long huuntsman shifting angrily; large black shapes shifted all around him. The thing that lives in the castle, said Aragog, is an ancient creature we spiders fear above all others. Well do I remember how I pleaded with Hagrid to let me go, when I sensed the beast moving about the school. What is it. said Harry urgently. Vz loud clicking, more rustling; the spiders seemed to be closing in. We do not hack download dragon city pubg of it. said Aragog fiercely. We do not name it. I never even told Hagrid the name of that dread creature, though he asked me, many times. Harry didnt want to press the subject, not with the spiders pressing closer on all sides. Aragog seemed to be tired of talking. He was backing slowly into his domed web, but his fellow spiders continued to inch slowly toward Harry and Ron. Well just go, then, Harry called desperately to Aragog, hearing leaves rustling behind him. said Aragog slowly. I think not. But - but - My sons and daughters do not harm Hagrid, on my command. But I cannot deny them fresh meat, when it wanders so willingly into our midst. Good-bye, friend of Hagrid. Harry spun around. Feet away, towering above him, was a solid wall of spiders, clicking, their many eyes gleaming in their ugly black heads. Even as he reached hunhsman his wand, Harry knew it was no good, there were too many of them, but as he tried to stand, ready to die fighting, a loud, long note sounded, and a Ape of light flamed through the hollow. Weasleys car was thundering down the slope, headlights glaring, its horn screeching, knocking spiders aside; several were thrown onto their backs, their endless legs huntdman in the air. The car screeched to a halt in front of Harry and Ron and the doors flew open. Get Fang. Harry yelled, diving into the front seat; Ron seized the boarhound around the middle and threw him, yelping, into the back of the car - the doors slammed shut - Ron didnt touch the accelerator but the car didnt need him; the engine roared and they were off, hitting more spiders. They sped up the slope, out of the hollow, and they were soon crashing through the forest, branches whipping steam mac engine windows as the car wound its way cleverly through the widest gaps, following a path it obviously knew. Harry looked sideways at Ron. His mouth was still open in the silent scream, but his eyes werent popping anymore. Are you okay. Ron stared straight ahead, unable to speak. They smashed their way through the undergrowth, Fang howling loudly in the back seat, and Harry saw the side mirror snap off as they squeezed past a large oak. After ten noisy, rocky minutes, the trees thinned, and Harry could again see patches of sky. The car stopped so suddenly that they were nearly thrown into the windshield. They had reached the edge of the forest. Fang flung himself at the window in his anxiety to get out, and when Harry opened the door, he shot off through the trees to Hagrids house, tail between his kini. Harry got out too, and after a minute or so, Ron seemed to regain the feeling in his limbs and followed, still stiff-necked and staring. Harry gave the car a grateful pat as it reversed back into the forest and disappeared from view. Harry went back into Hagrids cabin to get the Invisibility Cloak. Fang was trembling under a blanket in his basket. When Harry got outside again, he found Ron being violently sick in the pumpkin patch. Follow the spiders, said Ron weakly, wiping his mouth on his sleeve. Ill never forgive Hagrid. Were lucky to be alive. I bet he miin Aragog wouldnt hurt g3 of his, said Harry. Thats exactly Hagrids problem. said Ron, thumping the wall of the cabin. He always thinks monsters arent as bad as theyre made out, and look where its got him. A cell in Azkaban. He was shivering uncontrollably now. What huntsamn the point of sending us in there. What have we found out, Id like to know. That Hagrid never opened the Chamber of Secrets, said Harry, throwing the Cloak over Ron and prodding him in the arm to make him walk. He was innocent. Ron gave pfo loud snort.
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