Chapter 245: Monster in the Spider's Lair

Seeing that the three partners all agreed with his proposal, Harry's eyes became brighter: he immediately found his meaning in this small team.

Not a translation dictionary, not an NPC who issues tasks, but a serious and useful team member!

"I'll go back to the dormitory to get my Nimbus 2000--"

Before Harry could move, he was stopped by Daphne.

"No need, I have a better broom." As she said that, she took out a small leather bag the size of a palm and pulled out a flying broom from it.

Harry:?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that such a small bag could actually hold a flying broom. And the broom in Daphne's hand was so beautiful!

Harry couldn't take his eyes off the Firebolt the first time he saw it.

He thought the Nimbus 2000 was the pinnacle of flying brooms, but in front of the Firebolt, the Nimbus 2000 was like a Renault parked next to a Porsche.

"What is this...?"

"The champion prize of the duel competition, a beta version of the flying broom given to Professor Flitwick by a friend, is said to be better than all the flying brooms on the market." Daphne handed the broom to Harry and unlocked the performance limit on the broom for him.

Harry rode on the broom and flew into the sky with a light kick.

The Firebolt exerted its performance to the extreme as if venting its anger, so that Harry was almost thrown off by it at first. But after the Firebolt's speed was increased to the extreme, Harry quickly adapted to its speed, and then he completely fell in love with this broom.

At a certain moment, Harry even had the urge to exchange half of his savings in the vault for this broom. But his reason quickly suppressed this idea-he would spend the rest of his life in the wizarding world, so he had to save a little. If he spent all the savings left by his parents, could he go back to Devonshire and live with the Dursleys?

After trying to calm down his excitement, Harry returned to the ground on the broom.

"It's a great broom." Harry hovered steadily in front of the three people, first praised the Firebolt provided by Daphne, and then asked if everyone could start to act.

Although Harry had tried his best to restrain himself, Daphne still saw his love for the broom in his eyes.

For a moment, Daphne had the idea of ​​giving the Firebolt to Harry - this broom with superior performance was really a pearl covered in dust in her hands, and Potter was the one who could really make use of it.

"You go to find the spider's nest first, we still need to make some preparations here." Astoria told Harry about the next combat deployment - Daphne's nightmare had been kept by Hagrid in the school's hunting ground, and today it was time to pull it out for a walk. With the help of the nightmare, they could advance quickly in the forest and greatly shorten the time to reach the spider's nest.

Harry nodded, indicating that he understood their intentions.

He flicked the broom lightly and rushed into the night sky, flying over the forbidden forest like a light bird.

"Sister, he is more suitable to be the master of this broom than you." As Astoria couldn't help but sigh as she watched Harry skillfully control the Firebolt to fly in the sky.

"You talk too much nonsense." Daphne glared at Astoria, and then hurried to the school's hunting ground.

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"Salazar, your apprentice can't ride a flying broom either?"

"You talk as if your apprentice can ride one!"

In the dark corner, one person and one ghost whispered to each other, sabotaging each other - in fact, among the four of them, only Gryffindor was good at riding a broom, and the others were not very good at this, especially Ravenclaw, who couldn't even drive a carriage well, so she was a vehicle killer.

"By the way, someone has perfected your lame autopilot spell for you."

"Stop for a moment, what do you mean by a lame spell?!"

...

The hunting ground is a piece of open space opened up by the school on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, used to raise livestock and magical animals needed for the magical animal protection class, and Daphne's nightmare was raised there.

Arriving at the fence of the hunting ground, Daphne called out softly, and a black bone horse with blue flames on its four hooves ran over from the depths of the hunting ground - it recognized Daphne at a glance and responded to her call.

"I need your help." After patting the big head of Nightmare, which was only a skeleton left, Daphne asked for help.

The moment she saw Nightmare, Hermione opened her mouth slightly and was absent-minded for a moment: she had heard the rumor before and knew that Daphne was recognized by the treasure left by the ancient wizard. But considering that Daphne had never come forward to confirm these rumors, she had always regarded it as a rumor.

But today Daphne really called a magical animal that looked amazing!

"What is this...?" Hermione couldn't help but pointed at Nightmare and asked.

"It's Nightmare. I got it from a crystal ball last year." Daphne briefly introduced the origin of Nightmare to Hermione, and then took it out of the hunting ground.

When they returned to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Harry had returned to the original place. He brought good news: he found the spider's nest.

It was not difficult to find the spider's nest, because from the sky, the nest of the eight-eyed giant spider was as conspicuous as a landmark - it was a large piece of gray-white like dead ash, like a rotten scar attached to the Forbidden Forest, it was hard to miss.

After learning that Harry had found the spider's nest, Daphne immediately decided to head for the spider's nest.

...

After the sun set, most creatures in the Forbidden Forest retreated to their nests to rest, and only a few nocturnal animals such as owls would come out to forage. The eight-eyed giant spiders were no exception. They returned to the spider's nest with the prey they caught during the day.

One of the spiders looked a little strange: a huge tumor protruded from its back, and the tumor kept beating like a heart, extracting nutrients from the spider's body into its body.

It was unknown how long this behavior lasted, but the spider that was possessed by it now was obviously unable to hold on. Its stomach deflated, its movements became extremely slow, and it staggered when it walked, as if it was drunk.

The strangeness of this spider attracted the attention of many of its kind. They gathered around it, and the claws in their mouths kept colliding, making a "click-click" sound.

They are very concerned about the physical health of their own kind, but they are not taking care of sick companions, but to divide up their bodies when they die.

After the last absorption, the spider with the tumor was squeezed dry of the last bit of nutrients, and it lay on the ground and stopped moving.

The surrounding spiders crawled to its side, first using their limbs to test, and after confirming that the parasitized spider was dead, the surrounding spiders had no scruples, and swarmed up to share the dead of their kind.

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