Mr. Weasley's Little Car and the Direction of the Third Technological Revolution

Tierra stepped onto the damp grass beneath the cover of night and slowly entered the gloomy, dark Forbidden Forest, where murky miasma drifted through the air.

As Tierra's figure gradually vanished into the lush thickets of the Forbidden Forest, two lonely spiders, startled by his footsteps, hurriedly fled from beneath the dead branches and leaves where they had been hiding, scurrying into the dark shadows of the trees.

"So cute," Tierra said with a smile.

It reminded Tierra of an East African Baboon Spider he had kept in his previous life. Whenever he opened the feeding hatch of its enclosure, the tarantula that had been crouching at the mouth of its burrow would dart back inside.

Although in the original plot of the second Harry Potter book, Hagrid had Harry and Ron follow the spiders all the way, with Tierra's current abilities, there was obviously no need for that.

Smiling, Tierra passed beneath roots raised like small hills and leaves that blocked out the stars and moon, advancing bit by bit toward the deepest part of the Forbidden Forest.

After walking for about twenty minutes, Tierra found the Forbidden Forest unusually quiet that night. Listening closely, there was nothing but the snapping of branches and the rustling of leaves.

Then the trees around him grew even denser, until even the scant glimmers of light overhead disappeared. Everything around him was pitch-black, and he could not see his own hand before his face.

At this depth, almost no one besides Hagrid had ever ventured this far. Tree roots and stumps were everywhere, blocking the path ahead.

If any other wizard had come this far, even with spells such as "Lumos" to help them, they would have tripped over the protruding roots and fallen flat on their faces several times.

Fortunately, Tierra