Chapter 310: The Dying Aragog

"Where's Malfoy?" cried Ivan.

He raised his wand vigilantly and watched Aragog carefully.

He hadn't seen him for a few months. He looked much weaker than before. He appeared to be gravely ill, and all the gray hair on his body had fallen out.

He lay quietly in the middle of the web, almost lifeless.

Above its ugly head, the sharp black pincers began to show a sickly grayish-white, matching the white coating of each eye. Unlike the mutated female Acromantula he just saw, not only had Aragog not gotten stronger now, but he was aging and had a look of impending death.

"Are you afraid of me, Hagrid's friend?" Aragog said slowly, with a hint of mockery in his voice, "Afraid of a dying old spider?!"

"Where's Malfoy?" Ivan asked again. The light at the end of his wand was getting stronger and stronger. "Tell me, otherwise, I don't mind letting you experience what it's like to actually die."

Click, click, click, click, click....

"Threatening me is useless, I don't fear death. I've lived too long. Death would be a relief." Aragog said slowly, "Besides, kill me, and you can't save your partner..."

"Then we can try." Ivan's wand emitted a red light, rubbing Aragog's body and flying over him. "I forgot to tell you that I don't care much about Malfoy's life or death. I came here mainly to kill you, and save Malfoy while I'm at it. So don't think you can threaten me with him."

Aragog stepped back a little, eight pairs of white eyes facing Ivan.

They faced each other and neither of them spoke. They were testing each other's resolve.

He seemed to sense Ivan's determination and the powerful magic he was gathering, and Aragog soon could not resist.

"I'll ask one last time, where's Malfoy?" shouted Ivan.

"That human boy is just downstairs, there he is..." Aragog said weakly, "You're right, I can't die, at least not now."

"You said Malfoy is down there?" said Ivan doubtfully.

Through the spider web under his feet, he looked down into the dark cave below.

Nothing but endless darkness was visible.

At the end of his wand, the next second, he sent a ball of light falling straight through the opening in the web. The ball of light fell for a long time and finally disappeared into the darkness. This made Ivan realize that the cave below was too deep for the light to be seen from its bottom, and he didn't know where it ended.

He couldn't help but think of the subway vaults of Gringotts, a special area of subterranean lava and small islands, tens of thousands of feet subway.

If this cave was the same as the one there, how did Malfoy get down?

There were no tracks built by Goblins, and falling from here would definitely result in death.

Was Aragog lying? was he fooling him?!

Thinking about this, Ivan looked up and carefully scanned the surrounding walls, and found nothing. It was already the deepest part of the Lair and there was no way forward.

"What the hell is going on?" Ivan tightened his grip on his wand. "I don't have time to play with you, Aragog. You know, my patience is limited."

"Don't worry about the human boy; he's still alive. Click, click, click, click, click." Aragog slowly moved his large pincers. "It won't kill him, I know it. Believe me, you still have time. That human boy's soul is of great importance to 'it'. He's been waiting for this day for a long time..."

That sentence sounded very unpleasant.

Ivan tried not to think about what Malfoy's soul could be useful.

Moreover, who was 'it' that Aragog was talking about? Why does he need Malfoy's soul?

"Don't be so puzzling, Aragog!" Ivan pointed his wand at him. "What's 'it'? why does he need Malfoy's soul? what's he going to do?"

"I'll tell you, Hagrid's friend!" Aragog said slowly, "It's a long story, and I'll tell you everything I know..."

"Then you'd better hurry up and don't try any cheap games." Ivan interrupted him directly.

"As you can see, I'm so weak I can't move, and I can't threaten you at all. Click, click, click," Aragog continued, "But I can't die. At least I can't fall before I finish my last mission. Otherwise, my descendants will be enslaved forever. I need your help, Hagrid's friend! You are brave, you have great strength, and most importantly, you are as kind as Hagrid. I have never seen a human like you before. You will certainly help me, won't you?"

"Do you have something to ask me?!" Ivan narrowed his eyes and looked at the old creature before him, doubtful.

He also thought he had misheard. Aragog said he was as kind as Hagrid. There was nothing wrong with that, but it depended on who said it.

It was very ironic that whoever said it was an Acromantula.

Regardless, the last time he met Aragog it was not a pleasure.

Aragog and the other Acromantulas regarded Ivan as fresh food, and he ended a fire he induced by turning countless Acromantulas to ashes.

A moment ago, he left Aragog's wife and their future offspring in a pot of boiling fire, which further reduced the number of Acromantulas left in the Forbidden Forest.

It can be said that the Acromantula population suffered great losses due to Ivan's own efforts, and now they were facing an imminent extinction crisis.

In this case, it was strange enough that Aragog wasn't doing everything he could to get himself killed, and now he had a request from him?

Ivan looked carefully at Aragog. Was this old spider hallucinating, or did he have a hidden agenda?

However, both possibilities did not seem to be true. Aragog now seemed too weak; he was on the verge of death.

"Yes, I have something to ask you, please believe me! Click, click" Aragog moved a little closer to Ivan "Besides, if you want to take that human boy, you have to get my help too."

Ivan didn't speak, he waved his wand and pointed to the other side for him to continue. Believing in Aragog, believing in a dark creature, an Acromantula, had already proven to be foolish, and the result was that he was being chased by hundreds of Acromantulas in the Forbidden Forest that night.

If it weren't for Mr. Weasley's car, he wouldn't even be alive right now.

He won't be stupid enough to make this mistake a second time, but before determining Malfoy's position, it didn't hurt to hear what Aragog wanted to say.

Besides, Ivan was very curious as to what Aragog would say.