Chapter 404: Baruk the Restless [bonus]
They landed at the center of Aragog's hollow, surrounded by layered webbing.
Hermes swayed on landing. Once steady, he ran out of eyes for everything.
His wand had already slipped from his sleeve into his right hand, his magic surging into an active state.
His gaze raked the surroundings: the massive nest, the layered webs, the black spiders moving through the holes, and further off in the dark, several pairs of glowing eyes drifting closer.
Then he turned his head and saw Regulus.
Right. Regulus had brought him. Nothing could go wrong.
His shoulders dropped back down. The wand stayed in his hand, but the tip pointed at the ground.
He looked at the web beneath his feet, ground a sole against it to test the give, found it solid, and shifted his weight onto it.
Then he looked up at the nest again and didn't blink.