Chapter 457 The Mercy of the Demon King

One day, the hunter will also become the prey.

Elena sat in the center of the depression in the Acromantula's lair, looking at the crispy spider legs crackling above the campfire. While swallowing her saliva, she sighed at the wonder of fate - she never thought that the first thing she ate would be A feast of magical animals turns out to be spiders.

Unlike vegetarians or compassionate philanthropists, Elena has always been a ruthless predator. Since the Acromantulas want to taste delicious human flesh, they must be prepared to become human food.

This has nothing to do with the level of intelligence. Nature has given all races an equal food chain of life and death.

In fact, in Elena's view, the main reason why there will be some extreme animal protection or extreme vegetarians in future generations is not because people's spiritual realm has improved, but because the terrifying ape erectus is too powerful. Well, the huge ethnic group serves as the backing and can afford the idiosyncrasies of a few members.

If there were any wolves in the pack who wanted to switch to a vegetarian diet, they might have starved to death in the wilderness before the next winter.

On the other hand...

Now that the old spider Aragog can no longer restrain his children and make them resist the temptation of human flesh, they need to be prepared to be eaten by humans - facing a magical creature that is intelligent and loves human flesh. , instead of directly committing genocide, Elena prefers to call her behavior kindness.

Roasting spider legs is a technical job. Compared with roasting crab legs, the process of roasting spider legs is more complicated.

This kind of [terrestrial soft-shell hairy crab] that lives in the Hogwarts Forbidden Forest, the biggest difficulty in cooking and barbecue is mainly the control of the heat - not only to burn the fluff, but also to avoid excessive heat. The big sear breaks through the shell and chars the tender meat.

With the crackle of the campfire, the joints of the terrestrial soft-shell crab began to emit a faint aroma similar to grilled king crab legs. It does not require any condiments. This kind of flame cuisine, which is the most rugged and natural, is based on the ingredients. Best match.

Elena's delicate little nose twitched, it smells so good~

Carefully taking out a crispy roasted spider leg from the campfire, Elena used the improvised stone flakes to effortlessly cut through the crispy black shell, revealing the snow-white meat inside.

The increasingly intense aroma of grilled king crab mixed with the faint smell of burnt food in the air makes people salivate unconsciously.

I have to admit that as a magical animal with certain magical powers, the meat of Acromantula tastes much better than the roasted spider Elena had eaten in Cambodia in her previous life. The texture is somewhat similar to tender chicken, but the taste is... A bit delicious like hairy crabs.

"Hiccup, Aragog, do you want to eat some together?"

Elena looked around at the surviving Acromantulas who were tremblingly eating the corpses of their companions. She turned her head to look at the big spider that had been hiding behind the thick spider web and did not participate in the meal. Said with a chuckle.

Spiders are cannibalistic creatures.

According to the habits of spiders, eating the dead bodies of their own kind is not an unacceptable thing.

At this point, even the Acromantula, as a magical creature, is no exception - in fact, if Hagrid hadn't acted quickly, Aragog's funeral in the original book might have only buried some small toys from his childhood. Yes, a mound of earth was used to build a magical creature version of the "Comb."

Click click click…

Aragog, who was hiding behind the spider web, waved his large claws a few times. After hesitating for a few seconds, he asked slowly.

"Um...Miss Kaslana, are you full?"

"Seventy percent full, hiccup. It's too much. I can't finish it by myself."

Elena casually threw away the crispy spider legs that she had eaten in her hand, stood up and walked to the slaughterhouse next to her. She naturally broke off four or five more spider legs and dragged them to the stand beside the campfire. She licked her lips and whispered softly. said.

"Don't worry, I won't eat you. I'm still waiting for you to show me the way..."

As the girl stood up, the Acromantulas who were still eating around them all froze in unison, and then quickly moved their claws and retreated, fearing that Elena would accidentally treat them as "corpses" and cause trouble. Woe to you.

"I...I'm not hungry yet..."

After Aragog hesitated for a while, he said slowly, and his huge body subconsciously moved deeper into the mist.

Compared to those young Acromantulas who are slightly less mentally sound, this old spider who grew up next to Hagrid can more clearly feel the fear caused by Elena - if nothing else, From now on, this fear will be deeply rooted in the soul of every Acromantula in the Forbidden Forest.

"Not hungry? Okay, it's up to you..."

Elena shrugged and did not reveal the insincerity of the old spider's words. She continued to return to the campfire and stared at the new batch of roasted spider legs in a daze. Eating roasted spider legs on Halloween can be regarded as a special holiday experience.

Speaking of which, if I remember correctly, Ron Weasley seemed to have some shadow of spiders due to the pranks played by his brothers when he was a child. I wonder if these delicious and crunchy spider legs can help him get out of his childhood shadow.

After all, according to Elena's own experience, dietary therapy is always the most effective and healthy mental therapy.

…

At the same time, the battle on the other side was almost coming to an end.

What I have to admit is that compared to Grindelwald, who has not done anything for decades, Voldemort's proficiency in spellcasting skills is still at a relatively good level, at least several times better than the Austrian Aurors. times.

On the other hand, Quirinus Chilo's accusation still had some effect.

At least as the party who was wronged, Grindelwald was not completely ruthless. He recklessly forced this poor wizard who had already received two beatings and even started to eat dirt in order to survive to stay in the Forbidden Forest - for now. It's the mercy of the Demon King.

Even with the help of Lu Wei, facing a second-generation Dark Lord who focused on defense, Grindelwald, who used other people's wands and slightly restrained his strength, still failed to prevent Quirinas Quirrell from escaping back to Huo. Gwarts Castle.

However, even if Quirinus Quirrell managed to escape from him, he still paid a heavy price.

If Grindelwald saw it correctly, the young wizard at least received another solid claw from Lu Wei, as well as two or three complex spells that he issued that were more of a curse - these were not just a matter of taking a short break. Wounds that can be healed.

"It's really interesting. As expected, it turns out to be the Dark Lord?"

Grindelwald rode three big dogs and stopped at the edge of the Forbidden Forest. He looked at Professor Quirrell who was running through the forest clearing in a panic not far away and ran into Hogwarts Castle. He chuckled and said to himself with twinkling eyes. Said to himself.

As for the follow-up processing, that is what Albus Dumbledore needs to worry about.

He has more important things to do now.

"Okay, Lu Wei. Let's go find Elena. Maybe the little girl is hungry?"

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Hogwarts Great Hall.

Nearly a thousand bats conjured by magic were flying on the walls and ceiling, and some were like low clouds, hovering above the dining table. The flames of the candles in the pumpkin bellies on the table flickered.

The delicious and sumptuous Halloween dinner is coming to an end.

Hermione, Hannah, and Luna looked at the door of the auditorium anxiously. Since there was a small commotion in the staff chair half an hour ago, Hagrid and Mr. Otto left the Hogwarts auditorium at the same time. , they had an ominous premonition.

As time went by, Elena never appeared in the auditorium on time, which confirmed their suspicions.

There is no doubt that something particularly troublesome must have happened in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts.

However, now they have no choice but to pray - at least, Dumbledore is still sitting in the auditorium, which means that the whole situation is not particularly serious, just a little accident, right?

"Elena, be sure nothing happens to you."

boom!

At this moment, the door of the auditorium suddenly opened.

I saw Professor Quirrell, covered in blood, rushing into the Hogwarts auditorium. The wizard's body was covered with horrific wounds, and many places were burned by flames or traces of explosions. The pale Fear written all over his face.

Everyone subconsciously stopped talking and turned to look at the miserable-looking Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Quirinus Quirrell's big scarf was worn crookedly on his head, revealing half of the back of his head, which was bare, covered with wrinkles and dirt. Voldemort, who was originally attached there, was nowhere to be found.

The young wizard staggered to Dumbledore's chair, leaned over the table, and made a banging sound.

"Unicorns—someone was poaching unicorns in the Forbidden Forest—Elena and I tried to stop them—but—"

Quirinus Quirrell, who had temporarily lost the state of Voldemort's possession, was particularly weak.

Professor Quirrell gasped and managed to say a few words, then fell to the floor of Hogwarts and passed out unconsciously, with splotches of blood spreading from the door of the auditorium. Go to Dumbledore's table.

"..."

Dumbledore silently glanced at Professor Quirrell who had fainted in front of him, and his cheek twitched.

"Wait! This wound... I seem to have some impression."

Before Dumbledore could say anything, Severus Snape stood up suddenly, looked at a wound on Quirrell's body solemnly, and said in a gloomy tone.

"This is most likely the effect of a special explosive spell. It is very similar to the spell that blew open my office door a few months ago. Professor Dumbledore, I suspect-"

However, before Snape could finish his words, a chaotic scream instantly overwhelmed him.

Witnessing a professor lying in front of him with unknown life or death, the entire auditorium was stunned for a few seconds, and then instantly became a mess. Dumbledore had to use his wand to explode purple fireworks above everyone's heads several times before everyone could calm down. calm down.

"Prefect," Dumbledore took a deep breath and rubbed his brows, "please lead the students from each college to the dormitories immediately."

"Mrs. Pomfrey and Professor Snape, I leave it to you to treat Quirinas. As for the comfort of the students, Professor McGonagall will be in charge of the overall arrangements for the time being..."

Dumbledore glanced at Quirinus Quirrell, who was unconscious and covered in wounds, and sighed helplessly.

"As for me... I will go to the Hogwarts Forbidden Forest now to see what happened. I will tell you everything when I come back."

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