Olly had been out for a peaceful walk around the grounds. He didn't like being cooped up inside, not even during the winter. He didn't mind the cold, though, so he was outside a lot even with the cold weather and snow. It wasn't hard to just bundle up. His time outdoors was usually peaceful, and often fun if he ran into friends. But apparently that peace could not last.

He was down by the lake when he saw something he had never expected to see ever in his life. An acromantula. That was a real live acromantula. Straight out of the forest. And there he was, a thirteen year old student. He was probably going to die. Olly's mouth dropped open but he didn't scream, no sound came out of his mouth. It was probably for the best, because he didn't want to draw attention to himself. He jumped behind the nearest tree. It might have been better to flee back toward the castle but he was frozen in fear. Was there a professor around? Someone save him.