In the dark Forbidden Forest, rustling sounds were incessant, echoing under the night sky.
The scent of blood from Lucius Malfoy and the group of dark wizards was quite noticeable in this Forbidden Forest, attracting many magical creatures interested in human flesh and blood.
Hanging upside down, their hearts gradually filled with unease.
This was the Forbidden Forest; it was so vast, who knew what was inside.
Could Charle handle it alone?
If Charle ran off, wouldn't they be left behind as bait for these magical creatures?
But unlike their hearts filled with unease, Charle was busy working up a sweat, constantly setting up various pots and pans.
A large pot, big enough to cook a young dragon, was propped up.
According to the house-elves in the Hufflepuff kitchen, this was essential equipment for outstanding Hufflepuff students back in the day, with every student entering the Forbidden Forest having one.
Heated evenly, with a tough texture, magical meals cooked in this pot were said to be even more fragrant!
Charle also prepared one dipping sauce dish after another, with everything from chili oil to clear broth, and then mixed in Hufflepuff's secret magical seasonings. Just the smell was incredibly fresh and savory.
Just then, the magical creatures lurking in the darkness, coveting the fresh blood, finally couldn't hold back.
Several pythons climbed up the trees, approaching Lucius and the dark wizards who were constantly bleeding.
But before they could get close, the branches of the trees they were on seemed to come alive.
The dense branches transformed into steel knives of various sizes and orientations, while the leaves turned into sharp shapes like barbecue skewers.
Before the pythons could even react, they had only been there for a moment.
The next second, their snake skin, snake meat, snake heads, snake bones, and so on were all sliced and skewered, and sent to the tray in front of Charle.
Charle sorted them into various pots and dipping sauce dishes, followed by a rich aroma.
Charle devoured the snake meat in large mouthfuls.
Although these pythons were not magical creatures that could be classified by rank, having lived in the Forbidden Forest for a long time, they also had magic within them, albeit weak.
But stimulated by Hufflepuff's amazing magical seasonings, they provided Charle with significantly more points than he had estimated, comparable to some magical items bought in Diagon Alley.
Charle's eyes immediately lit up.
"Hufflepuff's magical meal preparation is indeed a marvel, so useful, incredibly useful!"
"In the future, if I have extra points, and after those farms are established, I can really spend more points on magical meals. The returns are truly generous."
While Charle was feasting, many other animals were continuously attracted to the Forbidden Forest, including some that were truly classified as magical creatures.
But the result was without exception, Charle didn't even need to deliberately wave his wand, these animals were skinned and boned, becoming part of the boiling soup pot and fragrant seasoning dishes.
The smell of blood in the air was even almost covered by the rich aroma of the magical meals!
However, Charle's brows furrowed.
It had been this long, and still no big catches had taken the bait.
So far, only some small fry had been attracted, and after eating for half a day, it wasn't even enough for ten thousand points.
"Is this all the Forbidden Forest has?"
"Although I haven't truly entered the depths yet, it shouldn't be like this."
Charle looked at Lucius and the dark wizards who were still hanging upside down and bleeding.
"It seems your bleeding isn't quite enough. Have the wounds solidified and healed? Why aren't several of you bleeding anymore?"
Lucius and the dark wizards' faces instantly turned even paler.
"Lord Charle..."
"We, we've already bled a lot."
"If we keep bleeding like this, we're afraid we'll die from blood loss."
Charle, however, waved his hand, his face full of gentleness.
"Don't worry, I'm not a devil, how could I let you die just like that?"
"The healing magic I just learned is to avoid this situation. Don't worry, I've tried it, and the effect is great."
"Two foolish guys who spoke out of turn had their tongues cut dozens of times by me and they still haven't died. Your injuries are nothing."
"Will you do it yourselves or shall I help you?"
Lucius and the dark wizards were filled with despair and bitterness.
Damn it, this was the pure face of a capitalist.
No, that's not right, a capitalist's bloodsucking is just a metaphor, Charle was literally bleeding them dry!
However, remembering that Charle could stick a blood pump into the chest of a Vampire Earl and make him bleed enough to fill over a dozen swimming pools, the dark wizards still shivered.
The leading dark wizard looked at Lucius with a look of admonishment and said.
"Lucius, listen to my advice, don't let Lord Charle do it himself."
Then, he decisively gave himself another cut, enduring the pain to make the wound larger, directly doubling the bleeding.
Watching the group of dark wizards who would rather endure this than let Charle make a move, a chill also spread through Lucius's heart.
He truly didn't know what Charle had done in Knockturn Alley; had he directly scared the guts out of this group of Knockturn Alley dark wizards?
But having learned from past mistakes, Lucius absolutely did not want to try again to see how ruthless Charle could be.
He decisively followed suit, adopting the same approach as the dark wizards.
Only then did Charle nod in satisfaction.
"Very good, that's the way it should be."
"You guys are sensible, proactive, and show some initiative. Isn't this a win-win situation?"
"How about this, each of you gets a mouthful of soup to replenish yourselves, so you don't say I'm mistreating you."
Immediately, Charle waved his wand, and a bowl of the soup, which had been boiled with various magical creatures, was delivered to each person's mouth.
Lucius and the dark wizards were originally feeling their scalps tingle, after all, they had seen various snakes, scorpions, and strange magical creatures boiled in this soup.
But smelling the rich aroma of the soup, the group still couldn't help but take a sip.
Instantly, the delicious taste seemed to spread to their minds, making them forget the pain from their bleeding wounds.
"Fresh!"
"This soup is really fresh!"
The group couldn't help but praise in intoxication.
Charle grinned.
Although these soups were made from scraps, they were boiled from a large number of magical creatures, and Hufflepuff's magical seasonings were also added, so the nourishing effect was absolutely top-notch.
With a bowl of this soup each, plus the assistance of his healing magic, they should be able to withstand bleeding for another two or three hours.
Just then, an unprecedentedly dense rustling sound suddenly echoed in the Forbidden Forest.
Along with it came a series of clicking sounds, as if something hard and sharp was colliding with each other.
At the same time, an indescribable smell also drifted through the air.
The people hanging upside down didn't know what kind of creature this smell belonged to, but the instinctive fear surging from the depths of their blood made them realize that the newcomers were definitely not benevolent.
It must be some famous, man-eating, extremely dangerous existence!
The next moment, shadows larger than carriages appeared among the trees in the Forbidden Forest, which were giant spiders with eight eyes – Acromantulas!
The clicking sound was precisely the sound of the Acromantulas' giant pincers colliding!
Seeing these dark wizards hanging upside down and constantly dripping blood, the Acromantulas' eyes revealed almost tangible greed and appetite. They circled around Charle and the group of dark wizards, as if choosing a suitable angle and part to start eating.
However, before they pounced, an exceptionally large, old, and even blind Acromantula walked out from the spider swarm.
This was Aragog, the Acromantula that Hagrid first raised in the Forbidden Forest in the original work.
It looked at Hagrid, and the Acromantulas next to it seemed to be reporting the situation to it.
Aragog's blind eyes showed surprise and greed, and it spoke in the language of wizards.
"Hagrid told us tonight to scare a little wizard, but not to really hurt him, just to let him know he was wrong, to know that he shouldn't insult the great Dumbledore."
"As soon as he says stop, we have to leave."
"Originally, I didn't want to agree, after all, we Acromantulas are not circus clowns, but Hagrid is our benefactor."
"But now, Hagrid seems to have fainted? Then he can't say stop, which means we don't have to stop, and we can continue?"
Aragog's giant pincers kept opening and closing.
"That's really great, we've been hungry, and we really want to eat people."
Those Acromantulas also revealed their ferocity one by one, their huge bodies getting closer and closer to Charle and the others.
Lucius and the group of dark wizards hanging in mid-air were filled with despair and fear.
Acromantulas are creatures classified by the Ministry of Magic as extremely dangerous magical creatures, 5X level, the same level as dragons!
With so many Acromantulas, even a few dragons coming over would probably be eaten by them!
Facing such monsters, ordinary wizards have no ability to resist, and they are no exception.
The most terrifying thing is that they don't eat their prey cleanly and quickly, but inject venom, causing the prey's body to slowly dissolve, and then suck it dry bit by bit.
This is definitely the most terrifying way to die; rather than being eaten like this, it's better to just commit suicide!
Lucius looked at the unconscious Hagrid, and a look of utter exasperation appeared in his eyes.
He had long known that this half-giant liked all sorts of strange things, and he had guessed before that Hagrid most likely raised various magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest.
But he never expected that what Hagrid was raising was a bunch of 5X level Acromantulas!
Raising this kind of thing in the Forbidden Forest?
Is this guy out of his mind?!
If this group of Acromantulas gets unbearably hungry one day and rushes out of the Forbidden Forest into Hogwarts, who knows how many casualties they could cause in the castle!
"Dumbledore, you old busybody, what kind of person did you choose to be the gamekeeper!"
"Can't you be more reliable!"
Then, Lucius roared at Charle.
"Quickly put us down, give me back my wand, and we'll fight side by side!"
"If that doesn't work, I'd rather kill myself than be eaten by this group of spiders!"
But at this moment, Lucius looked at Charle and felt a hint of absurdity.
Because Charle's face not only showed no fear or dread, but instead, a ferocious smile spread across it, as if he had finally seen a table full of delicacies after being hungry for a long time.
"You, you don't mean to deal with this group of spiders by yourself, do you?"
Lucius couldn't help but ask.
Charle acted as if he hadn't heard, licking his lips.
"I heard that spiders are relatives of king crabs, and spider meat tastes very similar to king crab."
"It's rare to have such large spiders, and they're magical creatures on the same level as fire dragons. What a feast, truly a feast!"
"The rarest thing is that although Acromantulas are magical creatures, I remember that according to the classification of magical creatures, due to your bloodthirsty and man-eating nature, you are considered to be naturally affected by dark magic, and some of you can be classified as dark creatures, right?"
"That's even more wonderful!"
Immediately, Charle slowly raised the Mithril Wand in his hand, and a dazzling stream of white-gold light slowly climbed up along the Mithril Wand.
Only then did Charle speak to Lucius and the group of dark wizards.
"In return for you fishing for the big fish for me, I sincerely give you a piece of advice."
"Close your eyes, and don't look at what you shouldn't look at."
"Otherwise, if you die, don't blame me."
Charle didn't need to say more. At this moment, Lucius and the others had already felt a terrifying aura from the Mithril Wand in Charle's hand.
That white-gold light was incredibly fierce and extremely sacred.
It was like the legendary sharpness flowing from the sword edge of a seraph. Just looking at it made their eyes sting, especially for those who had practiced dark magic.
Everyone quickly closed their eyes, and some even plugged their ears.
Knowing too much would really lead to death.
Even a ruthless and cold-blooded young wizard like Charle had specifically warned them, and none of them dared to challenge Charle's authority!
At this moment, Charle looked at the stirring Acromantulas and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Don't even think about running!"
"Food, food, it's all my food!"
"Hey, didn't you want to continue?"
"Then continue, don't stop!"
The next moment, a brilliant white-gold light erupted, making this part of the Forbidden Forest seem like a Holy Kingdom.
The clicking sounds of the Acromantulas' giant pincers fell silent.
Here, above and below, only Charle's voice echoed.
It was as if it were theProverb of a god in a divine realm.
The Holy Kingdom Spell, after Azkaban, erupted again in the Hogwarts Forbidden Forest!
Appearing at the same time was the Only I Am The Honored God Spell.
An indescribable, tall, sacred existence, like a demon god, rose in the Forbidden Forest, looking down at the Acromantulas.
Aragog let out a fearful growl.
"Hagrid..."
"We treated you as a friend, as a benefactor, and yet you painstakingly tried to harm us?"
"What kind of monster did you bring into the Forbidden Forest?"
"This sacred magic, this level of sacred spell... Even the Black Magic Lord would probably get a big slap if he came. You want us to scare him?"
"Who is scaring whom?!"
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