If anyone wanted ter find out some stuff, all they’d have ter do would be ter follow the spiders. That’d lead ‘em right! That’s all I’m sayin’.

Imperio!”Moody jerked his wand, and the spider rose onto two of its hind legs and went into what was unmistakably a tap dance.Everyone was laughing — everyone except Moody.“Think it’s funny, do you?” he growled. “You’d like it, would you, if I did it to you?”The laughter died away almost instantly.

They moved from the drawing room to a dining room on the ground floor where they found spiders large as saucers lurking in the dresser (Ron left the room hurriedly to make a cup of tea and did not return for an hour and a half)

Farewell, Aragog, king of the arachnids, whose long and faithful friendship those who knew you would never forget! Though your body will decay, your spirit lingers on in the quiet, web-spun places of your forest home. May your many-eyed descendants ever flourish and your human friends find solace for the loss they have sustained.

I take my hat off to you — or I would, if I were not afraid of showering you in spiders.