Chapter 299 Buckbeak Strikes
Below, Goyle and Crabbe were crying out loudly; struggling desperately, but unable to shake off the hairy, thin legs of the Acromantulas.
Beside the two men, Malfoy looked pale and unconscious.
None of the three saw the Hippogriff in the sky, let alone Evan sitting on Buckbeak's back.
If he simply left, no one would know he had been there.
Evan hesitated, undoubtedly, he did not like Malfoy. But letting him die and witnessing his death, he couldn't do it, no matter what.
Just like twenty years ago, Harry's father, James, saved Snape from the pack of wolves; in the original plot, Harry saved Malfoy and Goyle from the fire.
This issue transcended the personal level of whether someone liked them or not, and was related to one's nature and consciousness.
To save or not to save might seem like a difficult decision.
But for Harry, for Evan, for the true Gryffindor, there was always an answer.
"Let's go down, Buckbeak!" Evan shouted, drawing his wand. "I must have completely lost my mind, risking my life to save Malfoy!"
On the ground, Malfoy, Goyle, and Crabbe were desperate.
It was natural, they were about to become food for the Acromantulas. By the time the school's rescue arrived, they would only find white bones or half-eaten corpses.
Thinking of such a scene, Malfoy was not willing to raise his hand, and it fell quickly.
He felt his life slipping away quickly, and he would probably die at any moment.
Today, he was finally paying the price for what he had done.
Just when he had lost hope, a Hippogriff lunged at the Acromantulas, and its steel-brown claws caught a giant spider and crushed it directly.
The green liquid splattered on Malfoy's face, awakening him.
He couldn't believe it; he blinked, stood still, his brain stopped functioning.
Beside him, Goyle and Crabbe, who had been fighting, were also stunned by the sudden attack.
Even the Acromantulas were all astonished.
They remained on the ground, and their large clicking pincers stopped making noise.
Everyone gazed at Buckbeak in surprise, but it didn't stop. Under Evan's command, it flapped its wings and hovered in the air, with a brave and fearless momentum, and lunged directly at the nearest Acromantula holding Goyle.
A red light crossed the sky, and Evan's Petrification Curse hit it.
Goyle was surprised to see the Acromantula gradually turning into stone, its body showing a bluish-gray color and becoming stiffer.
Its two long hairy and tight legs weakened.
With a laugh, Goyle was released by the Acromantula and fell heavily to the ground.
"God, this... this Hippogriff came to save us!" He seemed to have just reacted, looking incredulously at Buckbeak, and sobbed loudly, "Help, help, get me out of here, I don't want to die!"
"I know, it's Buckbeak!" Crabbe intensified his resistance and shouted. "It's the Hippogriff raised by Hagrid. It must be..."
Upon hearing Crabbe's reminder, Malfoy also recognized Buckbeak.
There was much confusion in his heart, and he felt everything was ironic.
Just a few minutes ago, he had sworn to have his father kill the Hippogriff, but now he had to rely on it to save himself.
But now he couldn't take all that into account, Malfoy swore that as long as he was alive, he would pay back Buckbeak.
Just as he was about to shout for help like Goyle and Crabbe, he stopped and looked at Evan sitting on Buckbeak's back with bewildered eyes.
Being saved by Buckbeak, and by Evan of all people, was something he would have never imagined.
She hesitated for less than a second, and the idea of survival immediately overcame her pride as she weakly cried out to Evan for help: "Help me, save me!"
Evan did not have time to talk to Malfoy. Through unexpected surprise attacks, he and Buckbeak collaborated to eliminate four Acromantulas and successfully rescue Goyle. When the remaining Acromantulas reacted, the pressure increased sharply.
Click, click, click...
They danced with sharp pincers, lunging from all directions towards Evan and Buckbeak, their eight pairs of bright black eyes gleaming with malicious ferocity.
Without waiting for Evan's command, Buckbeak flew directly to escape the attack.
"Don't leave us, take me with you, don't leave me alone!" shouted Goyle, climbing two steps in panic.
"What a fool!" Faced with Goyle's behavior, Evan was left speechless.
By not drawing his wand to fight, or at least hide, Goyle was putting more pressure on Evan's rescue by being an easy target for the Acromantulas in front of him.
"Descend, Buckbeak!" Evan shouted.
They retreated again, and the wand in Evan's hand flickered.
Magic surged from the end of his wand, and a light blue magical aura centered on him expanded rapidly.
Sensing danger, the Acromantulas scattered from side to side.
Evan's wand pointed towards the huge rocks scattered on the ground, and the rocks twisted into a blue-black serpent slithering towards the Acromantulas.
He wanted to create a Basilisk, but as the Basilisk itself possessed strong magic, it was difficult to perform that transfiguration, and in his haste, the stone eventually turned into a monster, with the snake's body still bearing aspects of the stone itself.
But that was enough. As everyone knows, the Basilisk is the mortal enemy of the Acromantulas.
A Basilisk was here. Without even attacking, it could scare the Acromantulas solely with the pressure of its own presence. Evan's large snake, though lacking the presence and attacking power of the Basilisk, was enough to instill fear with just its appearance.
Click, click...
The Acromantulas retreated and dared not approach the large slithering snake.
As the Acromantulas retreated and dodged, Evan allowed Buckbeak to land next to Goyle and shouted, "Climb up!"
Goyle clumsily got up, his legs still trembling.
Desperately, he took Evan's outstretched right hand and tried to climb onto Buckbeak's back, but due to his confusion, he failed several times.
By the time Evan helped him up, more than twenty precious seconds had passed.
Goyle's face was pale. He was panting and clung tightly to Evan. His whole body was still shaking.
Buckbeak beat its wings and flew back. Not far away, the Acromantulas seemed to have overcome their fear of Evan's transfigured false Basilisk and realized they were just stones with no real attacking power, regrouping once again.
Seeing that Goyle had been rescued, Malfoy and Crabbe shouted even louder for help, fearing that Evan would leave them alone.
Startled by their voices, the Acromantulas that had been lurking around the territory were eager to move, emerging from their hiding spots. The situation was growing more and more desperate.