Black eyes scanning their surroundings, the small herd made their way towards the entrance. Finding it locked from the outside, the largest of the group scurried back towards the opposite wall to gain momentum. With incredible speed, it threw itself again the door and broke it down as easily as the Whomping Willow could make toothpicks out of a broom.

"Let's go," the large Acromantula sniggered, waving its black hairy front legs eagerly for its siblings to follow and meet up with the rest of the family.