The Acromantula Died Very Peacefully
Female Acromantula are much larger than males, and the advantage brought by their size is evident in Mosag.
This spider silk was extremely thick and its momentum was more terrifying than any spider silk before, like a cannonball suddenly blasting towards Firenze.
"Protego!"
Wizet suddenly raised her wand, drawing a "1" in the air, and an invisible shield instantly formed, blocking Firenze's path.
Thump!
The spider silk collided with the Shield Charm, producing a dull, resounding boom like the tolling of a bell. Firenze seemed dazed by the loud noise and staggered back a few steps.
Wizet snapped her fingers, and a flame burst forth on the spider silk, spreading like wildfire along the silk as it was about to enter Mosag's mouth.
Those Acromantula that escaped clearly recounted everything they had seen and heard;
The moment Mosag released the spider silk, he had already broken it, using it as a "cannonball" to prevent Wizet from repeating the same trick and putting himself in a predicament where he would get burned.
Due to his own condition, Aragog was unable to participate in the battle directly. Instead, he kept opening and closing his chelicerae, making a "click-clack" sound, trying to coerce and entice the cowardly Acromantula.
The Acromantula finally overcame their fear and decided to join forces with Mosag to launch an attack on Wizet.
"Water from the Fountain!"
Wizet adjusted the angle of her wand, and a thick stream of water burst forth from the tip of the wand, heading straight for the attacking Acromantula.
The Acromantula quickly spit out spider silk and swirled in all directions. Wizet gently flicked his wand, and the water flowed as if it were alive, making a rumbling sound, Cleansweep the scattered Acromantula.
The water surged towards the Acromantula, and with a loud crash, the Acromantula, unable to maintain their balance in mid-air, fell to the ground.
"A!"
Wizet whispered the incantation, Obscurus Core pumping Ancient Magic Power from his core.
Although Mosag didn't know what the wizard in front of it was going to do, it knew that the water and the flames were both extremely dangerous things.
Driven by instinctive fear, it didn't even bother to attack; it only thought about retreating as quickly as possible to avoid getting wet in the water that was spreading around it.
Mosag's choice was undoubtedly correct. After a brief period of gathering strength, the depression suddenly darkened, as if shrouded in shadow.
A dazzling flash of lightning appeared out of nowhere, and a ball of lightning crashed down. Countless bolts of lightning, like a swarm of wildly dancing snakes, instantly attacked the Acromantula that were covered in water.
The Acromantula seemed to have gone mad, as if they were having an epileptic seizure, their bodies convulsing uncontrollably.
Only then did the rumbling thunder echo across the depression.
Although Mosag was not struck by lightning, its instinctive fear was even more intense, causing its body to tremble uncontrollably.
"Transfiguration Mastery!"
Wizet swung her wand horizontally, and the lightning-streaked water gathered together, forming cages that trapped the convulsing Acromantula within.
With all the Acromantula trapped, Mosag naturally understood that the wizard before him would focus all his efforts on dealing with him.
The instinct for survival overcame fear, stopping its trembling and allowing it to continue climbing up the spider web, intending to escape as quickly and as far away as possible.
"Mosag ...what happened...and all of you...why aren't you saying anything..."
Aragog cried out uneasily, his body swaying stiffly as he tried to crawl out of the enormous hemispherical spider web.
Mosag stopped opening and closing its chelicerae; it had already reached the outer edge of the spider web. It only needed to move forward a little more to swing to the tree in front of it.
"Transfiguration Mastery!"
A desperate chanting arose, and the surrounding spider webs gathered together, forming fences that converged on it from all directions.
At this point, it knew it had been exposed and it was time to make a final stand.
It opened and closed its chelicerae, making a "click-clack" sound, and desperately waved its eight spider legs, constantly shaking its body, trying to force its way out of the predicament by using its size.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. These seemingly fragile, slender fences seemed to contain some kind of powerful magic. Apart from bending the two fences at the beginning, they didn't achieve any better results.
"Wizard...we should talk..." Aragog heard Mosag's voice, "I can hear your voice..."
"You must be a student at Hogwarts ... I'm friends with Hagrid from Hogwarts ... good friends..."
Wizet waved her wand, causing the cage holding Mosag to fall to the ground. "Mr. Firenze, is what it says true?"
"It's true..." Firenze hesitated for a moment, but finally admitted, "About fifty years ago, Aragog appeared in the Forbidden Forest, and Hagrid has been taking care of it ever since."
Aragog hurriedly said, "Hagrid and I are very close... his wife, Mosag... he found her..."
"I see... It's not entirely unexpected," Wizet nodded. "No wonder Hagrid's expression changed like that when he heard about the Acromantula."
Aragog quickly said, "You're also Hagrid's friend... we're all Hagrid's friends..."
Wizet waved her wand, turning a cage back into flowing water, then aimed it at the still convulsing Acromantula, and said, "Riddikulus."
He cut open the Acromantula's carapace and calmly extracted its venom sac. "Mr. Firenze, there shouldn't be any other Acromantula. Could you please help me locate the Unicorn?"
"Okay!" Firenze nodded repeatedly and ran to the side.
Amid Aragog's repeated cries of "We are friends," Wizet removed the other poison sacs.
Each of the Acromantula passed away peacefully, with only a small wound around its head; its body was remarkably well-preserved.
Aragog's voice turned pleading, "Spare me... and Mosag... we're all Hagrid's friends..."
Wizet walked toward the largest cage and casually asked, "When you had Mosag lie in ambush just now, did you consider that we were friends?"
"Yes..." Aragog hesitated, but finally said, "It was Mosag who wanted to ambush us... I tried to dissuade him..."
"It lied..." Mosag opened and closed its chelicerae, its voice becoming agitated, "It was the one who told us to kill you... Don't disturb its sleep..."
Aragog hurriedly explained, "What I mean is... Hagrid said... I'm not allowed to eat people... I didn't break my promise..."
Firenze returned, cradling a Unicorn in his arms, his voice filled with sorrow, "Wizet... we're too late, the Unicorn is dying..."
He slowly bent down and gently placed the Unicorn on the ground, tears welling in his eyes. "It's too cruel... its blood has been drained..."
It was a withered Unicorn, as if all the flesh and blood had been drained from its body, and the beautiful curves of its muscles had vanished.
Its fur, which had originally been bathed in moonlight, was now incredibly dull, with only its abdomen slightly swollen, on which was a hideous gash.
It seemed to be clinging to life, its beautiful eyes lifeless and dull, a gruesome wound on its neck, the flesh turned outwards, oozing streaks of silvery-white blood with Black Mist...