Seeing the Acromantula in the iron cage, Firenze couldn't help widening his eyes. "Never imagined... After so little time... You've become so... Eye-opening!"
He stood before the cage and tapped lightly with his hoof. "Getting information from them about today's anomaly... Won't be easy."
Click-click-click...
Click-click-click...
Just as Firenze said, the Acromantula showed no cooperation and lunged forward sharply, still seeming to want to attack.
"There's always a way to make it talk..." Wizette smiled slightly and snapped his fingers, sending the fireball higher. The surroundings immediately brightened.
"It'll have something it fears..." He ensured he faced the Acromantula directly and processed the smaller spider's corpse, extracting the valuable venom sac.
"Click... You... What do you want to ask?"
The Acromantula spoke, its constantly moving pincers forming human words. Could even hear fear in its tone.
Wizette ignored it and processed the larger spider's corpse, slowly pulling out the venom sac and slowly tearing it off.
The sound of ripping flesh echoed in the air. The Acromantula didn't dare make noise, even shrank inward, body trembling.
After finishing, Wizette conjured white cloth and wiped blood from his hands while walking to the Acromantula. "Mr. Acromantula, I ask, you answer. No problem?"
The Acromantula kept shrinking and even drew its legs under its body. "Click... You... Ask!"
"Where did the other Acromantulas go?"
"Click... I don't know... Aragog summoned me back..."
Firenze pawed the ground. First time seeing an Acromantula this terrified.
Wizette tossed the cloth into the cage, his tone growing heavier. "You sure?"
"Click... Aragog needs help feeding..." The Acromantula answered shakily. "Click... That's why I came back..."
Firenze explained from the side. "Aragog is their leader. Now has little mobility. Needs other Acromantulas to help feed."
"Perhaps more direct questions... It looks barely adult. Might not understand what you want to know."
"Thank you, Firenze." Wizette nodded. "In that case, it should have heard something..."
He tapped the cage. "Like when you were feeding the leader, what did it say to other Acromantulas?"
"Click... Said... Make them destroy... I wanted to destroy too..." The Acromantula answered. "Click... That's all I remember..."
Wizette tried several different phrasings and got similar answers.
Firenze sighed. "Newly adult Acromantulas like this only care about instinct. So it only remembers destroying."
Wizette frowned slightly. "Perhaps... They want to create chaos? Chaos affecting the entire forest?"
Firenze asked puzzled, "But Dumbledore's still at Hogwarts. Why would they do this?"
Just then, a young voice spoke. "Because their natural enemy disappeared. Dumbledore left too. Hogwarts became a dining table."
"What other reason? Perhaps Aragog's friend is gone, so restrictions are gone... They can release their nature—man-eating nature!"
Then, clicking sounds came wave after wave.
With the clicking, over ten Acromantulas emerged from darkness, all standing behind a young man. Frequent clicking like pre-meal prayer.
The young man looked like a graduate, wore Hogwarts robes with Slytherin crest on his chest.
Black hair, deep features, handsome face. Eyes slightly narrowed, naturally emanating cold aura.
Wizette gripped his wand tightly. "Tom Riddle?"
"Me. You know me after all." Tom Riddle raised an eyebrow. "In that case, you should know my other name. I prefer that one."
Wizette observed Tom Riddle and found he seemed between solid and ethereal, coated in hazy glow.
Confirmed Salazar Slytherin's idea. This was an extremely special existence.
In that case, needed to find ways to weaken him, then activate the Spirit Lure to capture him.
"Complete double standards..." Tom Riddle drawled, speaking to himself. "He treats you so well... Willing to tell you everything..."
"If only he'd treated me that way back then! Perhaps I could've stayed at Hogwarts... Become your professor... Teach many students... Like he does..."
"Why not look for reasons in yourself?" Wizette raised an eyebrow. "Also... Is this your goal? Make them destroy Hogwarts? Possible?"
"Got to try, right? We're wizards! More attempts never hurt!" Tom Riddle's lips curved into a smile.
"Like I came to see you... Also wanted to try... If you died here, would Dumbledore feel regret..."
His smile suddenly froze and turned into a vicious expression. "Kill them!"
The Acromantulas behind Tom Riddle were all adult-sized, each as large as a carriage.
With one command, they stopped moving pincers, disappeared into darkness. Rustling sounds came from around.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Sharp whistling sounds. Webs appeared from all directions, rushing toward Wizette.
"Protego Diabolica!"
Wizette lowered his wand like holding a sword. Bright flames erupted and became a ring of fire as he turned.
The fire wall burned wildly and turned incoming webs to ash.
Wizette followed the web sounds and raised his wand toward one direction. The surging fire wall split off a flame that climbed up one web strand.
This flame spread extremely fast. In a blink, it followed the web and ignited an Acromantula.
Dazzling firelight illuminated the air. Other Acromantulas scattered to avoid being caught by flames.
Tom Riddle's cold expression froze instantly. Those slightly narrowed eyes revealed intense jealousy.
"Ah... That two-faced man! Always monitoring my every move. Won't let me do this... Won't let me do that!"
"What a hypocrite! So many demands on me. Now lets you learn Dark Magic? Disgusting! Utterly disgusting!"
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