Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

On the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest, close to the Black Lake, it is extremely quiet under the moonlight. Occasionally, a giant squid lazily rolls in the water and creates ripples.

Not long after, the calm was broken by the sound of a bunch of horse hooves.

"We can only send you here." A steady and powerful voice came from the mouth of the leading centaur captain, "We cannot step out of the Forbidden Forest without Dumbledore's permission."

Surdan jumped off the horse first and reached out his hand to help the dizzy Hermione land safely.

"Plop..." Fred and George also fell off the centaur behind them. The two brothers fell off because the centaur turned sideways.

Sur just glanced at it and then turned to look at the leading centaur captain.

"Thank you for sending us back."

"You're welcome, this is the priest's order." The centaur captain shook his head and responded in a low voice.

"Don't mess with those Acromantulas next time." As he said, he glanced at Sur's spider legs tied with vines, "No ethnic group in the Forbidden Forest is willing to mess with them."

"You can go back to the castle this way now. Goodbye."

……

The scene returned to the hillside deep in the Forbidden Forest.

It has to be said that the 'Shadowless Blade' invented by Professor Snape really maximized its speed and power, and it cut the 'Commander' spider in half silently.

If it were an adult Acromantula, this curse would at best split their thick shells, but it would not be able to cut an adult Acromantula in two cleanly.

Just as Sur guessed, when the palm-sized Acromantula died, the entire spider swarm immediately fell into chaos.

The arrival of the centaurs made the Acromantulas, who had lost their commander, no time to take into account Sur's existence. Their bows and arrows were obviously specially made, and one arrow could directly penetrate the thick armor of the Acromantulas.

All I can say is, please don’t deceive me with all your heart.

Before they had time to communicate, Suer and the others were led away by the centaurs who broke into the battlefield, and their lives were saved.

The scene has come to the very beginning. After completing their mission, the centaurs left the field and returned to the camp in a well-trained manner.

Fred and George lay on their backs, staring at the bright starry sky in ecstasy. They looked like they had finished something important and fell into saint mode.

The fact is that the two of them were knocked unconscious on horseback. In addition, they used much more magic today than before. They experienced dangers they had never faced in their lives before. Their energy was severely exhausted and their strength was gone.

Hermione was not much better, her little face was full of joy.

Soul leaned against the tree trunk, looking at the Hogwarts Castle looming among the trees, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Bah, bah, bah..." They probably took a mouthful of mud when they fell off the centaur. Fred and George felt that their mouths were full of earthy smell, so they turned over and started spitting.

"Ha, now Mom doesn't have to cry anymore," Fred said.

"I was worried just now that we wouldn't be used to it if we couldn't hear our mother scolding us down there." George raised his arm and wiped his mouth, wiping away the grass clippings around his mouth, and turned his head to look at his brother.

"Let's go home for Christmas, Fred."

"Of course I have to go back. My ears tell me that they can't wait to hear their parents' voices."

"Bring back fifty Galleons, Mrs. Weasley can't give you a thumbs up, young hero?" At this time, Soul's voice intervened.

"You can't tell mom about this money." Fred subconsciously denied, "otherwise she will hide it in the vault in the name of helping us save it. This is what she has done since she was a child."

"She actually used it in other places." George complained.

"So, it would be great to keep this money as our research fund. After paying back the money, there will be nothing left." Fred continued,

"And we can't explain where the money came from."

"If my dear mother knew that we ventured deep into the Forbidden Forest to hunt the Acromantula..."

Fred and George seemed to be able to imagine their mother being furious and roaring like a lion from the east of the river, and they both shuddered again.

Sur looked amused. After taking a few deep breaths, he closed his eyes and reached out to the two of them.

"Get up, isn't the ground cold?"

George and Fred looked at each other, and at the same time stretched out their hands and put them on Soul's arm, using their strength to get up.

"Ah, the air here is better."

"It's so sweet." Fred and George exclaimed one after another.

"I have something more delicious in my hand." Suer mentioned the spider leg that had not been put down since just now. The vine had been ground to the ground and only half of it was left. Fortunately, it was still firmly attached to it. 24 legs were tied tightly.

"How delicious is this food? Does it make you willing to take risks in the Forbidden Forest?" Fred couldn't help but say.

"Would you know if you try it?" Sur narrowed his eyes and smiled very happily. The venom was of little use to him, and he couldn't drink it.

On the contrary, it is the spider legs, which are good things that can go into the stomach and bring people a sense of satisfaction.

"Cuckoo..." A slight cry sounded, and the three of them followed the sound. There was no fifth person here. It was obvious that this subtle sound came from Hermione's stomach.

This is normal. After a war, it is natural to be tired and hungry.

Maybe the looks from the three people made Hermione feel embarrassed. The little girl snorted and raised her chin slightly.

"What are you looking at! Haven't you heard the cry of a hungry stomach?"

The three of them looked at each other, then laughed in unison.

Hermione narrowed her eyes. She didn't look at George and Fred, she just stared at Soul with dangerous eyes.

Su'er's head was numb when she saw him, and he choked up with laughter.

Girls can hold grudges for a lifetime. For the sake of his own happy life in the future, he quickly calmed down his expression, coughed lightly, and scratched his head.

"Ahem, let's quickly find a place to get rid of this thing. We're going to starve to death."

After a while, it was still the Forbidden Forest. Fred and George used their strengths and quickly found an open space suitable for barbecue.

Soul kindly used magic to conjure a crooked chair, invited Hermione to sit down, and went to pick up some dead branches.

Eighteen spider legs and six front claws were neatly placed in the flames.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fred sat cross-legged on the ground and asked the question he had been wondering about for a long time, which was where the black spider came from.

"I don't know either." Suer shook his head and poked the fire with a thicker stick to make it burn more intensely.

"I guess it may have a considerable status in the Acromantula group."

"Forget about animals, even us wizards, can you tolerate a creature that is much weaker than yourself crawling on your head and pressing on you?"

Fred and George shook their heads, and Hermione listened with interest.

Su Er glanced at her and continued,

"The same goes for the Acromantula. Speaking of this, if Hermione hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have discovered this yet. Therefore, half of the credit for our escape this time goes to Hermione."

Soul's flattery was just right, and Hermione couldn't help but smile.

At this time, clicking sounds were heard one after another, and Sur quickly picked out a spider leg with a wooden stick. The ferocious spider leg had already cracked a long gap, and the milky white flesh was looming in it.

"So, how about we give Hermione the first one?"