Chapter 316 The Monster on the Wall

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What the hell is Aragog saying, follow its children? !

Ivan originally thought it was referring to the acromantula that sent him down here just now, but the other party didn't follow.

But he quickly understood what the other party meant. With the light from the end of the wand, he saw rows of small spiders crawling hurriedly through the cracks in the ground...

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

He smiled wryly, this is a passage used by a giant spider.

Fortunately, my figure is relatively thin and I can barely pass.

If older wizards or guys like Goyle and Crabbe come, don't even think about it.

Aiwen put the wand horizontally in front of him, bent down and got into the narrow tunnel full of dust and spider webs.

This passage did not pass directly through the wall, it was winding and rugged, with many forks, like a maze, and it was impossible to tell the specific direction.

Whenever he got lost in it, he took out the bottle containing Aragog.

With the click of its pincers, the old spider can summon its children.

After a while, a few little spiders crawled up to Ivan and led him to choose the right path.

After climbing forward like this for about ten minutes, Ai Wen's eyes suddenly opened up.

He got out of the crack, his eyes were pitch black, and he couldn't see anything. The endless darkness oppressed from all directions, constantly compressing the light at the end of the wand.

Aiwen felt that his magic was suppressed, and the effect was greatly weakened. An invisible pressure comes out from the front, there seems to be something...

"Lumos!" He said the spell again, taking a step back.

Aiwen stood against the wall, with his wand firmly across his chest, keeping this posture, if something attacked him, he didn't have to worry about being attacked from the back.

However, nothing happened. He increased the intensity of the magic power transmission, and the faint fluorescence at the end of the wand gradually became brighter, and soon became dazzling.

Under the strong light, Ivan first noticed the walls around him.

Like the uppermost passage, it is covered with colorful murals.

These murals are relatively intact because they were not damaged by the acromantia.

He took a look, and the story on the mural seemed to be a continuation of the previous one, with the evil creature created by the dark wizard and Salazar Slytherin himself on it!

On the wall to the left of Aiwen, the young Slytherin held his wand high and shot a thick green light. He was fighting the monster...

On the wall to the right, Slytherins seem to have overcome each other.

He was standing in front of the strange creature covered in tentacles, and seemed to be casting a magic that Ai Wen had never seen before, and strange light clusters were floating around his body.

Ivan's mind is full of questions, what the hell is Slytherin doing? !

He also wanted to observe other murals, but when he turned around, he suddenly saw Malfoy lying in the middle of the room.

He lay there pale and silent, like an abandoned doll.

Although he didn't care much about Malfoy's life and death, Ivan's heart suddenly rose. He didn't care about anything else, and hurried over.

A voice told him that Malfoy was dead...

However, after Aiwen walked over, he realized that he just fainted. Although his breath was very weak, nothing happened.

Malfoy's expression was alternately calm and painful, as if he was having a nightmare.

Judging by his appearance, he must have been terrified in the dream, and kept calling his parents and Snape's names again and again.

Through previous contact, Aiwen can confirm that the monster that lives on the soul can control other people's dreams, make people fall into fear in sleep, and let it be at its mercy.

This effect is not fatal until the final collapse is swallowed by the other party's soul. Ivan doesn't care whether Malfoy will have a psychological shadow because of it.

After confirming that Malfoy's soul had not been swallowed, Ivan stopped visiting him.

He raised his head and looked around the empty room for the monster, the owner who had whispered in his mind, but saw nothing.

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

This is so strange that Ivan dare not relax his vigilance, his mind is highly concentrated, and the muscles of his body are tightly stretched together.

He further increased the transmission of magic power, and the strong light emitted by the wand illuminated every corner.

"Lost lamb, are you looking for me?" A deep whisper suddenly sounded.

"Where are you?" Ivan shouted, "What the hell are you, showing your true colors!"

"The stars can dispel the bone-chilling chill, but the tiny light in your hand cannot dispel the darkness!" whispered softly, "You are resisting tenaciously, as if you can really change everything, but this is just a futile struggle, you will know! "

Accompanied by his voice, the intensity of the light on Aiwen's wand is rapidly shrinking...

A powerful magical pressure hit him head-on. For Aiwen, this was a completely unfamiliar magic power and spell, and he didn't know how to resist it.

The bright light that was originally as dazzling as the sun soon turned into a candle in the wind, flickering and extinguishing, so dim that Lian Aiwen's face could not be clearly illuminated.

"You will understand, no one can escape, even the god of death will die!" A whisper from nowhere continued to echo in Ivan's ears, "Only darkness and loneliness are eternal, and you will all be alone in the end One person, slowly falling into a deep sleep on this land..."

"I'm sorry, I'm not sleepy yet, so I don't want to sleep!" Ai Wen squinted his eyes and replied directly, "And I think the words you have been saying are worthless at all. It's just the same thing over and over again. It's really interesting. Enough annoying!"

In the next second, he suddenly turned around and quickly waved his wand, using the fastest speed, to cast three silver-white spells directly above him, like lightning.

Dumbledore once taught him that all magic will leave traces, as long as he senses it with his heart, he can find it. Although he can't distinguish the direction of the whisper, can't recognize the strange magic used by the other party, and can't crack it, but he can Sense the opponent's magic source.

Alvin stepped back quickly, while looking above his head.

Where the ceiling should have been, he saw a huge round creature.

Most of its body goes deep into the wall, and the exposed part is not so weird. The skin of the whole body is dark purple and extremely rough.

The monster's body was extremely huge, covered with soft tentacles, and it was wriggling constantly, looking very disgusting.

The most striking thing is its eyes, which are a pair of blood-red eyes, cold and heartless, as if there is no warmth at all.

It stared at Ivan closely, and the darkness in its huge pupils seemed to swallow him mercilessly... (To be continued.)

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