Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures Chapter 305

Just as Evan got rid of the Acromantulas, Malfoy slowly regained consciousness. 

He opened his eyes and looked weakly around, but there was nothing but endless darkness. He didn't know where he was or what it was. 

The Acromantula that dragged him here had disappeared, and there was a sharp chill beneath Malfoy's body, as if he had been placed on a smooth stone.

He wanted to sit up, but as soon as he exerted himself, he felt a sharp pain. The bones of his whole body seemed to be falling apart. 

Malfoy screamed in pain, and his voice was quickly swallowed up by the silence. He had never encountered such a situation before, and he had no idea what to do. His head stopped working completely, his tears flowed out subconsciously, and he soon burst into crying. 

He thought of his parents and thought of death. 

Fear and loneliness were enveloping him, and his mind was full of bad images. 

"Lost lamb, you are disturbing my sleep!” A low voice suddenly sounded in the darkness. 

Malfoy stopped immediately and didn't dare to make a half-voice. He stared at the surroundings with his big eyes panicked. It was not clear where the sound came from. 

Darkness still surrounded him, and he could see nothing.

The longer the silence lasted, the more terrified Malfoy was. He whimpered and shrank into a ball, not feeling the slightest warmth. 

After a long time, he whispered, “You, who are you?” 

"Poor lad, you are asking for my name, but you don't know that everyone has abandoned you.” The low voice quietly said, “Look around you, they all betrayed you, screaming and fleeing into the dark forest.” 

"I don't understand what you mean.” Malfoy said tremblingly, “Are you talking about Goyle, Crabbe and Evan Mason? The three of them… abandoned me?”

Darkness seemed to grow stronger, and seeds of despair began to germinate. 

If Goyle, Crabbe, and Evan gave up on him like that, they could tell others that they didn't even see him, so there would be no one to save him. The professors and his father wouldn't find him. Malfoy could hardly imagine that.

He would be left alone here and slowly die in despair! 

That was to him the worst scenario. Malfoy sobbed, and his spirit was almost about to collapse. 

"I… What should I do?” he murmured, as if speaking to himself. 

"All light and hope are swallowed up; only despair and death linger here.” The voice began to speak in Malfoy's mind. “The bitter chill makes you shudder in the darkness, because you know, you'll end up here alone forever.” 

"NO!” Malfoy cried out. “Please help me, I don't want to die. Since you are here too, you can save me, can't you?!” 

"Only a deep sleep can bring peace. When you are asleep, you will find that there is no true line between reality and illusion, between fear and expectation.” The voice became lower and lower, and at last it seemed to whisper, “Well, I'm standing right beside you, don't move, just breathe…”

Malfoy felt like he was going mad. How could the voice tell him to sleep in such a place?!

How could this be possible? He just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible. 

Although his spirit was shattered, he had not completely lost his mind. Malfoy kept reminding himself that this abrupt voice was not to be trusted. 

He wanted to be more vigilant, but he felt more and more scared. 

"Everyone will abandon you, everything is your fault, and even your followers look down on you.” Non-paused whispers echoed in Malfoy's ear. “Fear is like shadow, it is filling your heart. The void sucks your soul, and it slowly enjoys it with satisfaction.” 

"No, don't!” Malfoy gasped. 

He wanted the other person to shut up, but it was no use. This whisper seemed to never stop. 

He didn't know what to do. For a moment, he felt that he had been driven mad by this voice. If not, it would be a matter of time. He was slowly losing all reason, and just like the voice said, in the end there was only fear left in his heart.

He couldn't feel anything else. Since everyone gave up on him, why wouldn't he try to believe this voice and do what it said?! 

For an unknown time, Malfoy's spirit was getting more and more blurred, and he just slept… 

"You are in a dream, where you will learn the meaning of calm.” Seeing Malfoy gradually fall asleep, a trace of invisible weakness emerged in his relieved whisper. “Good, very good, you believe me, give your soul, and I'll be glad to devour you…” 

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Evan's wasn't hearing anything once again, as the sound of the Acromantulas fighting the Stone Man gradually faded away. 

As he explored his way through the cave, thick white spider webs began to appear on the rock walls. 

They were like dust, covering the walls layer by layer. 

Eventually, Evan realized what it was like to walk through a dark spider pit. He kept looking behind him as if he felt something was watching him in the dark. 

But there was nothing, and he was alone in the empty space. 

The size of the cave was completely beyond his imagination, and the passage was wide and narrow. 

A few minutes later, the ground began to tilt again. Evan didn't know how many meters he went underground, and he still did not see Aragog. 

With the warm wind, milky white mist floated from below. 

"Show me the way!” Evan put his wand flat on his palm and said softly to it. 

The wand rotated a bit and pointed to the direction Evan was heading, indicating that he had not gone wrong. 

He quickened his pace and calculated the time. Buckbeak should have already returned to the castle with Goyle and Crabbe, but he did not even see the shadow of Malfoy.

Splash…

Evan seemed to hear something, about 50 meters ahead. After turning a corner, the space in front of him was suddenly bright, and an underground space about the size of the Quidditch field appeared in front of him.

Near his left-hand side in front was an upward gushing underground hot spring, which ran outward and intermittently sprayed upward a column of water, more than fifty feet high, looking very spectacular.

The water temperature was very high, and it collided with the cold rock wall to generate a thick mist. 

This hot spring was the source of warm wind and milky fog, and there were countless dark passages at the edge of the wall, where the springs flowed. 

Evan took two steps forward. Under the light of his wand, he clearly saw that the warm water did not flow out, but re-converged into a large pool in the middle of the cave. 

This oval pool was very large, and its walls were covered with white spider silk. 

The most surprising thing was the white spheres floating in it, which looked like…

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