v2 Chapter 316： Monster above the wall

What is Aragog talking about and following its children? !

Aiwen originally thought that it was referring to the eight-eyed spider that had just sent himself to the following, but the other party did not follow.

But he quickly understood what the other person meant. By the light at the end of the wand, he saw a row of small spiders crawling through the cracks in the ground.

Ai Wen followed these little spiders and found a hidden cave in the dark corner of the left side of the hall. It was very narrow, and if you didn't pay attention, you couldn't find it.

He smiled bitterly, this is a passage used by the eight-eyed giant spider.

Fortunately, my body is relatively small and can barely pass.

If you are a wizard who is older, or a guy like Gore and Crab, don’t even think about it.

Evan put his wand across his front and bent down into a narrow tunnel filled with dust and cobwebs.

This passage does not directly pass through the wall, and there are many roads, like a labyrinth. It is impossible to distinguish the specific direction.

Whenever he gets lost in it, he takes out the bottle of Aragog.

The sound of this old spider, the big cicada, can summon its children.

In a short while, a few little spiders climbed into front of Ai Wen and took him to choose the right path.

Just climbed for about ten minutes, and Ai Wen’s eyes suddenly opened up.

He drilled out of the crack, his eyes were dark, nothing could be seen, and the endless darkness came from all directions, constantly compressing the light at the end of the wand.

Ai Wen felt that his magic was suppressed and the effect was weakened. Invisible pressure comes out from the front, there seems to be something there.

"Fluorescent flashing!" He read the spell again and took a step back.

Ai Wen stood next to the wall, his wand steadily traversing his chest, keeping this position, if there is anything to attack himself, don't worry about being attacked by the enemy.

However, nothing happened. He increased the transmission of magic power, and the weak fluorescence at the end of the wand gradually became brighter and quickly became glaring.

Under the glare of the light, Ai Wen first noticed the walls around him.

Like the top channel, it is painted with colored murals.

These murals are relatively intact because they have not been damaged by the eight-eyed spider.

He glanced at it, and the story on the mural seemed to be a continuation of the previous, with the evil creature created by the black wizard and Sarah Slytherin himself!

On the wall to the left of Ai Wen, the young Slytherin raised his wand and shot a thick green light. He was fighting the monster.

On the right side of the wall, Slytherin seems to have defeated each other.

He was standing in front of the strange creature full of tentacles, and seemed to be casting a magic that he had never seen before, and the body was filled with strange light.

Ai Wen’s mind is full of doubts. What is Slytherin doing? !

He also wanted to observe other murals, just turned back and saw Malfoy lying in the middle of the room.

He lay there pale, silent, like a doll abandoned.

Although he did not care much about Malfoy's life and death, Ai Wen's heart was suddenly raised. He couldn't take care of the others and hurriedly walked over.

There is a voice telling him that Malfoy is dead.

However, after Ivan walked over, I realized that he just fainted, and although the breath was very weak, there was nothing.

Malfoy’s expression was calm and sometimes painful, as if he was having a nightmare.

Look at him, he must be frightened in his dreams, and keep calling his father and mother and Snape's name.

Through previous contacts, Ai Wen can be sure that the soul-based monster can control other people's dreams, let people fall into fear in their sleep, let it be at their mercy.

Before the final collapse was swallowed up by the other party, the impact was not fatal. As for whether Malfoy would have a psychological shadow, Ai Wen did not care.

After confirming that Malfoy's soul was not swallowed, Ai Wen would no longer look at him.

He looked up and looked around in the empty room for the monster, the master who once whispered in his mind, but saw nothing.

The square room was empty, and there was nothing but dust on the ground.

This is really strange, Ai Wen did not dare to relax his vigilance, his spirit is highly concentrated, and the muscles of his body are tightly stretched together.

He further increased the magical transmission, and the glare from the wand illuminates every corner.

"The lost lamb, are you looking for me?" The low whisper suddenly sounded.

"Where are you?" Ai Wen shouted. "What the **** are you, revealing your true colors!"

"The stars can dispel the chill of the bones, but the small light in your hands can't dispel the darkness!" whispered quietly. "You are stubbornly resisting, as if you can really change everything, but this is just a futile struggle, you will know!" ”

With his voice, the intensity of the light on the Avon wand is rapidly shrinking.

A powerful magical pressure hits the face. For Ai Wen, this is completely strange magic and spells. He doesn't know how to resist.

The glare that was originally glaring like the sun quickly became a residual candle in the wind. When it flashed, it disappeared, and the face that was dimmed to practice Ai Wen could not be seen clearly.

"You will understand, no one can escape, even death will die!" The whisper that sounded nowhere continued to echo in Evan's ear. "Only darkness and loneliness are eternal, and you will all be alone in the end." One person, slowly falling asleep on this land"

"Sorry, I am not sleepy, so I don't want to sleep!" Ai Wen narrowed his eyes and replied directly. "And I think that you have been saying these things, there is no value at all. It is this set. It really has Annoying enough!"

The next second, he suddenly turned and swung his wand quickly. With the fastest speed, he sent three silver-white spells directly above him, like lightning.

Dumbledore once taught him that all magic will leave traces. If you can use your heart to sense it, you can find out that although he can't distinguish the direction of the whisper and can't recognize the strange magic used by the other party, he can't crack it, but he can. Sensing the source of the other's magic.

Ai Wen quickly stepped back and looked over his head.

In the place that should have been the ceiling, he saw a huge round creature.

Most of its body penetrated into the wall, and the exposed part couldn't be said how weird it was. The whole body's skin was dark purple and rough.

The monster's body is extremely large, and it is covered with soft tentacles. It is constantly crawling and looks very disgusting.

The most striking thing is its eyes, it is a pair of blood-red eyes, cold and ruthless, as if there is no slight temperature.

It stared at Ai Wen tightly, and the darkness in the huge pupil seemed to devour him mercilessly (to be continued).