Chapter 186 Weird

What's going on? Have I triggered some unknown mechanism of Hogwarts? Or is someone playing tricks on me? ...Meka stared at the 'night sky' that the stairs above his head led to, took a deep breath, reached into his arms, and took out the wand.

Holding the wand tightly and feeling the bumps on the wand, he felt a certain sense of security, and his heartbeat stimulated by adrenaline slowed down.

Then, Meka observed his current situation.

It was dark all around, and he could vaguely see that the interior of the tower was still the same as before, with closed doors all around, like guards in the shadows, silently standing on all sides of each floor.

But the strange thing was that, like the infinitely extended stairs, the floors were also infinitely extended, connected to the darkness above his head, and then they were also invisible.

Meka squinted and looked at all this, and put his other hand on the handrail of the stairs.

Feeling the coldness of the marble, he looked at the darker staircase again, groaned, and stretched out his wand:

"Fluorescent flash!"

Buzz! A dazzling light lit up on his wand, illuminating the surroundings as bright as day.

Thanks to this light, Meka saw more clearly.

On the first floor, at the door leaving the tower, there were dense rats climbing on the wall. When they were illuminated by the light, they squeaked and rushed into the staircase where he was like a black tide.

Where did they send me? How could there be so many rats? If they climbed on me, they would gnaw a person to the bone...Meka felt a chill running down his spine into the top of his head, and his scalp suddenly numbed.

He raised his wand, thinking that the rat might come towards him, and was alert, but after waiting for a long time, he did not see even a trace of a rat.

Instead, the squeaking sound disappeared, and the surroundings fell into a dead silence again.

What happened? Didn't they come up? Or are they waiting for me on the road? ...Meka stopped where he was, thought for a while, exhaled, and tried to walk downstairs again.

Ta, ta... the footsteps were so clear.

He walked very slowly and very cautiously, but after a while, he stopped again.

Because, just like what he had just encountered, he seemed to have stayed in the same place. Looking downstairs, he was still seven floors away from the first floor.

"It seems that it won't work. I have to change another way..."

With a whisper, click, click... the bones all over his body were making sounds. Meka saw black hair growing on his nose. The next moment, his vision suddenly became shorter, and then his back muscles swelled, his wings spread, and he flew into the air.

He turned into a bat and drilled down from the gap in the stairwell. Finally, he saw that the ground texture on the first floor was gradually becoming clearer.

It should be possible to leave here, but he still had to be more vigilant... Meka looked around and saw that the huge first floor was empty, there was no one around, and there was not a single rat in the group.

He looked up at the door, landed on the ground and turned into a human form, walked forward, and stretched out his wand:

"Alaho open!"

Click, the door lock popped open.

The door also creaked and opened by itself, revealing a gap, and the cobblestone road outside could be vaguely seen.

"No one... Could it be that some elder of Hogwarts is teasing people and deliberately set up a hidden mechanism?"

Meka still didn't dare to relax, raised his wand, pushed the door, and walked out.

Bang! The door behind him suddenly closed.

Meka was stunned, but it was not because of the sudden sound of the door behind him, but in front of him, there were still infinitely extended floors, closed doors, and infinitely climbing stairs...

"It seems that someone is really playing tricks..."

Before he finished speaking,

Squeak! Squeak! A noisy and sharp sound suddenly came from the right. Meka turned his head suddenly, and a group of rats surged from the corridor like a black tsunami.

Goosebumps instantly appeared, he raised the magic wand, a spark burst out, suddenly expanded into a huge fireball and blasted away!

Squeak! ! !

An extremely sharp scream sounded, as if the screams of countless mice overlapped strangely, and the smell of burnt meat immediately filled the air.

The remaining mice panicked, some of them fled in panic with sparks, but several seemed to have lost their sense of direction and ran to their feet.

Meka carefully cast a fire spell again, sent away the two mice that jumped to his feet, and raised the magic wand again to aim at the other mouse that was still approaching.

"Flames are blazing..."

The fire on the magic wand just lit up, and his right hand suddenly stung, clang, and the magic wand fell instantly.

Meka was stunned for a moment, and when he lowered his head, a magic wand came out from behind and was already against his throat.

"You are..." He narrowed his eyes.

There was a person behind him, and he turned his head slightly, catching a glimpse of a face completely shrouded in shadows, with only a little bit of beard showing, and the rest of the facial features were unclear.

"Close your eyes and raise your hands!" a hoarse voice said coldly.

"Okay, I'll be obedient, don't be impulsive..."

Meka felt that the wand on his throat seemed to emit a ray of light, so he could only close his eyes and raise his hands, looking very cooperative.

The next moment, a hand fumbled around in his pockets, which made him suddenly realize that this person had arranged so many things and made such a scene, as if he wanted to get something from him.

What is it? The sword of Gryffindor? This should be the most precious thing on me... Oh, there is also an activated snake egg, a drop of "life extension potion" that has not been taken yet... Countless thoughts flashed through Meka's mind.

"What are you looking for?" He asked with his eyes closed, "I can give it to you, just put away your wand and let me go."

But the other party did not respond. In the darkness, only a rustling sound came, and the hand had already touched the gold-rimmed pocket in his arms.

The next moment, the pocket was pulled out, and his arms were empty.

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