Chapter 296 Malfoy and the Gradual Crisis
Flying on Buckbeak's back is nothing like riding a broom.
Aiwen felt that everything around him was spinning rapidly, the markers on the ground were rapidly shrinking and soon disappeared, and the boundary between the sky and the ground became increasingly blurred. He clung to Buckbeak by the neck and pressed himself against his feathers.
Buckbeak's wings fluttered on both sides of him, touching his legs constantly, which was uncomfortable and made Ivan feel as if he was about to fall off at any moment.
Buckbeak's glossy feathers slid under his fingers because of the wind.
Aiwen didn't dare to grasp it very firmly, the Hippogriff's buttocks rose and fell with the wings, and he felt himself bumping back and forth. This is much more difficult than riding a steady broomstick. If he hadn't barely overcome his fear of heights after more than a month of practice, he couldn't guarantee whether he would fall into a coma.
But Aiwen can be sure that even if he falls from a high altitude, Buckbeak will definitely be able to catch him before landing.
Thinking about it this way, there is nothing to worry about.
He tried to lean out and look at the surrounding scenery.
They were flying now over the great lake in front of the castle, at an astonishing speed, faster than a Firebolt.
As Buckbeak spread his wings and the white clouds drifted gently beside him, Ivan felt that he was dancing with the wind, which was a wonderful experience.
He soon discovered the advantages of riding a hippogriff.
In addition to being extremely fast and flexible enough, it is also easy to hide your body shape. Now looking up from below, you can only see a hippogriff flying through the air, and you can't see Aiwen under its thick feathers.
Moreover, these thick feathers can help Aiwen resist the cold wind at high altitude and maintain temperature, so that he will not freeze his body due to flying.
Not to mention, Buckbeak itself has a certain offensive power.
After a while, it can help Aiwen deal with the giant spider and all kinds of potential dangers.
It would be perfect if the comfort level could be improved a bit.
"Fly in the direction of the Forbidden Forest, to the territory of the acromantula." Ivan shouted, "Our destination is the depression, Aragog's lair!"
Just as Ivan and Buckbeak approached Aragog's lair, Malfoy, Goyle, and Crabbe also appeared on the edge of the Acromantula's territory in the Forbidden Forest.
They passed under a huge fallen tree trunk covered with green vines. The ground was full of gravel and unknown plants. The thick moss was uncomfortable to step on. Goyle almost slipped and fell. Crabbe steadied himself.
The breathing of the two people was short and heavy. They looked at the gradually becoming weird scene around them, with fear and worry written on their faces.
No matter how stupid they are, they also know that they can't deal with the acromantula with their bulging muscles alone.
"Draco, we" Goyle's voice trembled, his small, dull eyes cruising back and forth among the nearby bushes, afraid that something would come out of them.
"What?!" Malfoy replied dully, without even turning his head.
"I, I don't think we can go any further!" Crabbe gave Goyle a push, the two exchanged glances, and he said in an almost pleading tone, "The neighborhood is full of those dangerous eight Eye spider, Professor Black said"
"Shut up, Gregory! Don't mention Blake in front of me, he is the same scum of pure-blood wizards as the Weasleys!" Malfoy said sharply, "Hmph, I figured it out, damn Blake, The hateful Potter, and the even more hateful Mudblood Mason, they are behind everything."
"Draco, acromantids are very dangerous, we are approaching their territory." Clark swallowed, and hurriedly persuaded, "Gregory is right, let's go back quickly, they are always there May come out."
"Shut up, too, Vincent!" Malfoy said disgustedly, "I know what I'm doing, we're out here looking for those stupid spiders, do you think I'll be defeated by them?! Well, you two Just follow me behind."
Malfoy tightly held the wand in his hand, angrily stomping off the branches on the ground.
"But"
"This is near the edge of the Forbidden Forest. The acromantula that can appear are weak and are just bigger spiders. The three of us can handle it." Malfoy explained impatiently, "In the past few During the month, you also killed a lot."
Seeing Malfoy's appearance, Goyle and Crabbe didn't dare to refute.
They all knew that it was better not to mess with Malfoy at this time. In fact, after losing to Gryffindor, all Slytherin students questioned and dissatisfied with Malfoy's performance on the field. stop.
Although Malfoy has explained many times that he is avoiding Harry's physical collision, this kind of explanation cannot be exchanged for understanding and sympathy among Slytherins.
In the eyes of most people, it was because of Malfoy's stupidity and cowardice that they lost this crucial final. Although due to the popularity of the Malfoy family, no one dared to publicly criticize and question him, that kind of look also made people feel very uncomfortable.
While Gryffindor was having a carnival, the atmosphere in the Slytherin common room was dull and tense, with weird emotions spreading in it.
When Flint and the other team members were about to review everyone one by one, Malfoy, who couldn't bear it any longer, led Goyle and Crabbe out of it.
He was so angry that he would rather have a duel with Harry if possible.
But in fact, he couldn't even find Harry now.
Malfoy wandered aimlessly in the castle, thinking of a series of unsatisfactory things recently: the Quidditch final he just lost, Buckbeak who hurt himself and escaped due punishment, his rival Harry and his godfather Sirius Black The reunion, and the advice of my father and Professor Snape to myself, etc.
The more he thought about it, the more he became angry, feeling that his recent luck was really bad, and everything started to reverse after Christmas, and the situation was getting worse and worse.
After hearing several Hufflepuffs in the library talking about the Quidditch match just now and the grand carnival banquet being held in the Gryffindor common room, Malfoy left there with a livid face, and he decided to kill him in the Forbidden Forest. The giant eight-eyed spider vented.
After several months of fighting, the fighting strength of the little wizards has been greatly increased.
With the help of others, Malfoy also killed more than 30 giant arachnids in a row. This number of kills ranks among the best among all young wizards in Hogwarts, even more than most senior students. , is enough to make him proud.
Although he wasn't accompanied by a professor today, Malfoy didn't think he would encounter any danger.
Although he was angry, he still had reason, knowing that as long as he didn't go deep into the territory of the giant acromantia, he wouldn't encounter any danger.
What he needs now is to vent, to vent his anger by killing life.
But what is strange is that Malfoy, Goyle, and Crabbe searched for a long time outside the Forbidden Forest, but they didn't see a shadow of an acromantula. These guys who were extremely common in the past seem to have all disappeared. To be continued.