v2 Chapter 290： Dreams and illusions (1/2)

That night, Ai Wen has been thinking about this thing over and over again.

There is an uncontrollable excitement in his heart. He breaks into the nest of the eight-eyed spider and fights them. He kills Aragok, proves his strength to the horses, gets their approval, and then passes the final test. Get the items left by Gryffindor.

Boys are often full of blood, and they are always happy with adventures and battles.

The same is true for Ai Wen. Although not as keen as Harry and Ron, he has been preparing for this thing for a few months, and even prepared a few black magic for it. The method entered the nest of Aragog.

Now, all problems are solved, and the rest is only fighting.

Ai Wen shook his wand under his pillow and made up his mind.

When he slept in the past, he found himself standing in front of the huge crypt in Aragog.

In front of him was the misty, domed spider web and the cold, damp air.

He shuddered heavily and had not figured out what was going on.

In the final impression of Ai Wen, he was still lying in his warm and comfortable bed. How did he suddenly come to this place and go to the depths of the Forbidden Forest? !

Ai Wen was alert, he heard a strange voice, as if someone was talking by his side.

The next second, Ai Wen heard clearly, in the crypt in front of him, there was a low voice calling for him. This voice is in the endless darkness, as if from the depths of the unknown underground, the whispers are continuous, and I can't hear what is being said.

Ai Wen shook his head, which is clearly the nest of the eight-eyed giant spider, but there is no eight-eye spider around.

In addition to the whisper of the ear, the dark forbidden forest is silent, everything is so weird.

He followed the sound and went deep into the dark nest along the gentle downward slope. Behind the hemispherical giant spider web, he saw an ancient, mysterious cyan stone gate with a door above it. Blurred sign.

If it is not possible to be sure that he is from a Muggle family without any magical traditions and talents, Avon now even begins to wonder if he has a prophetic lineage, whether his ancestors of the body are legendary sages or foreseeers.

Because this dream is too clear and clear to be scary.

Ai Wen didn't know what was waiting for him behind the door. He wanted to ask Aragok, but the huge spider was completely gone.

”There is nothing to be afraid of, if this is just a dream,” Evan whispered, focusing on the magical fluctuations around him.

Instead of immediately opening the stone door in front of him, he remembered an old magic book he had seen recently, and the strange magic on the book.

Ai Wen suddenly had a conjecture. Maybe it was the night before a few months ago, that is, the night he went to track the little dwarf Peter and the Aragok lair. His actions caused some of the Aragog’s lair. The attention of unknown creatures.

Everything I see now is an illusion, and its essence is still my own dream.

Unlike the prophecy, this dream is the powerful, unknown creature in the depths of the cave. The director who is below the sound wants to see it. The pictures and information in front of him are what he wants to pass to himself.

Thinking of this, Ai Wen suddenly shuddered.