chsdbacks Chapter 164 Hogwarts experienced strong tremors today.
Chapter 164 Hogwarts experienced strong tremors today.
Chapter 165 Hogwarts experienced strong tremors today.
Five strokes combined into one!
I can finally get out!
Ethan's eyes lit up, and he eagerly waved his wand.
"brush!"
Suddenly, four other paintings appeared in mid-air, besides the snake's head.
The black snake bodies connected to each other, forming a complete world-devouring giant python!
The portrait of the big snake is complete! !
【Name: The Land of Eternal Sleep】
[Type: Live Portrait]
[Tier: Tier 2 - Purple Epic]
[Description: Creatures that only exist in myths and legends have now been recreated by you with your paintbrush]
[Effect: Consumes a massive amount of magic power to coil around an object with the body of a snake, swallowing it whole and plunging it into an eternal, dark slumber.]
[Review: Hogwarts' Ecstasy Serpent]
Come, my little darling—
Ethan murmured in fascination, opening his arms to welcome the giant serpent of the mortal world.
[Hissing sound...]
Black mist surged, filling the entire secret chamber like a slowly creeping, majestic mountain range.
Compared to it, the original basilisk was as tiny as an earthworm.
Squeezed into a corner, trembling with fear!
Master, what kind of monster is this?!
Even when it traveled the world with its father Salazar Slytherin, it had never seen anything so enormous and terrifying.
It's as if they shouldn't exist in this world at all.
It exuded an aura of superiority, making it unable to resist the urge to kneel in worship.
Ethan looked up at the golden eyes that floated in the billowing black mist, like two lanterns.
He curled the corners of his lips into a smile and said softly:
"Go."
"Go and give Hogwarts a little shock."
Use fear to unlock the true secret chamber of Slytherin.
They obtained the treasures left behind by Voldemort, which even Voldemort coveted.
In the Black Lake.
Slytherin Common Room.
Malfoy was playing Wizard's Chess idly.
One student said, "Do you think the monster in the escape room will attack again, since we're almost at final exams?"
"Sigh, I really wish it could happen again, and we could just cancel the exam altogether, that would be so great."
Malfoy chuckled. "You think you can just open the secret room whenever you want?"
"Besides, with Hogwarts so heavily guarded now, the mastermind behind it all has long since lost the ability to cause any more trouble."
With Ethan around, what's there to be afraid of?
"General."
Malfoy was just gloating over taking down the opponent's king.
Suddenly, the chessboard beneath his hands began to vibrate with a crackling sound.
"Um?"
Malfoy frowned.
I saw the water in the wine glass next to me sloshing and rippling.
It was as if some enormous creature was constantly burrowing up from the ground!
"boom--!
Just a few seconds.
The entire lounge began to shake violently!
"What the hell?!"
Malfoy squatted down, covering his head, and looked around.
An indescribable fear rose from the depths of my heart.
It seems like something is about to happen.
Crunch, crunch.
A slight sound rang out amidst the roar.
Although almost imperceptible.
But somehow, Malfoy managed to capture it.
He turned his head to look.
Looking out from the huge floor-to-ceiling window that occupies an entire wall and faces the Black Lake.
A wriggling shadow rose.
In an instant.
All sounds receded like the tide.
Malfoy's eyes widened, and his breath caught in his throat.
All I could see were the shadows that kept climbing higher and higher.
The distance was so close that he could see the scales protruding from the shadows.
Little by little, I climbed up to the window.
It blocked the faint light seeping from the black lake.
Merlin, is he a "living creature"?
A "living thing" whose mere body blocked an entire window?
Unimaginable, unobservable.
Such blasphemy against living beings!!
This moment.
Malfoy's mind went blank.
I could only stare blankly as the indescribable shadow lingered past the window.
Darkness was cast upon their faces.
Until a piercing scream shattered the deathly silence in the room: "Aaaaaaah!!!"
In an instant.
It's like pressing the start button.
An atmosphere of fear suddenly exploded in the Slytherin common room!
"Help, help me!!!"
"Merlin! What kind of monster is that?!"
"Mom, isn't Hogwarts the safest place in the world?!"
Amidst chaos.
Malfoy stood frozen in place, being knocked around by the fleeing crowd.
He stared blankly at the shadow that was creeping upwards.
In my mind, there was only one thought: "Hehe, it seems like I'm doomed."
The secret room has indeed been opened once again.
This time, it's aiming at the entire Hogwarts!!
Crunch, crunch.
Kou Hanlao.
First floor, second floor, third floor...
The jet-black scales grazed every brick and stone, and rubbed against every window pane.
With its unimaginably enormous body, it blocked out the bright moonlight, spreading darkness and fear into the stone walls.
Shattered the peaceful night!
The ghost silently curled up into a ball.
The portrait screamed and ran away.
Nick, who was nearly headless, clung tightly to the fat monk, his teeth chattering.
Even the most fearless and mischievous Mischief-maker suppressed his smile.
I stared at the massive body gliding past for a few seconds, then it vanished with a snap.
From bottom to top.
Slytherin, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor....:
Unforgivable.
Enveloped, swallowed up.
Cries and screams filled every corner of Hogwarts!
Even if Voldemort himself came, he probably couldn't achieve such an effect!
"Ahhh, ahhh..."
Gilderoy Lockhart slumped against the wall, his eyes wide open, his hands covering his head, his whole body trembling like a leaf.
A forgotten memory surged into my mind.
"No, no—I'll never do it again! I'll behave myself and never steal other people's experiences again!"
Lockhart raised his wand tremblingly, and for the second time, pointed it at himself.
A smile that looked like a cry spread across his face.
"Please, let me forget all of this... forget everything!!"
Wow!
A flash of white light, and Lockhart was sent flying.
He had a happy smile on his face when he fainted.
Principal's Office.
"Snapped!"
With a loud bang, Mischievous Ghost appeared, shrieking, "The secret chamber has been opened! The monster inside has escaped!!"
Headmaster Dumbledore was already on high alert.
He said calmly and authoritatively, "I understand. Thank you for telling me, Mischief."
"Could you please work with the other professors to organize the student evacuation?"
Pipi Ghost nodded vigorously, then disappeared with a snap.
The professors quickly sprang into action, their faces turning ashen.
Even Snape, who usually loved to make sarcastic remarks, pursed his lips and remained silent.
Screw Potter!
How come it's even more exciting than when he was at Voldemort's headquarters?
Professor McGonagall asked, trembling:
"Headmaster Dumbledore, is this the monster from the Chamber of Secrets? What... what is this thing?!"
Dumbledore calmly said, "Hug."
"It seems that even someone as old as me has many things I don't know, and there are things that exist far beyond my comprehension. Right now, the only thing that is clear is that Hogwarts is in an unprecedented crisis."
Whether we can overcome the difficulties may sometimes not depend on our will.
"We can only do our best to ensure the safety of the students."
Professor McGonagall was taken aback.
I never expected that.
To hear such an uncertain answer from the mouth of the omnipotent Headmaster Dumbledore.
Who is the mastermind behind all of this?
How could he come and go freely in the heavily guarded Hogwarts?
What exactly does "he" want to do?
Just how powerful is "he"?!
".-I see."
Professor McGonagall nodded.
He quickly left the principal's office and joined other professors in rescuing the students.
Inside the headmaster's office, only Dumbledore remained.
There is also a fiery red phoenix.
"Fox," Dumbledore called softly, "you don't need to stay with me anymore. Go to the right people."
"Chirp—"
A phoenix cried out.
Spreading its wings, it transformed into a flame and flew away.
On the wall.
The portraits of past principals shook violently due to the tremors.
Dust and debris kept falling from the ceiling.
They all looked solemnly at the younger generation—Albus Dumbledore.
He stood before the arched doorway, holding the Elder Wand as if it were a sharp sword, his pale beard and hair flying in the wind.
soon.
[Hissing...]
A low, hoarse voice, like the howling wind in the night, rang out from outside.
Dumbledore's eyes sharpened, and he tightened his grip on his wand.
He swore in his heart that no matter what kind of terrifying or irrational monster he encountered, he would fight back.
Regardless of who is behind this, he will fight to the death to protect the countless students behind him in the next second.
Dumbledore was stunned.
His eyes widened slightly, his gaze fixed upwards.
Stunned, I looked up at the figure rising before me.
It is an existence that stands between heaven and earth, whose mere physical size can make tiny humans give up the thought of struggling.
Dumbledore stared, mouth agape, at the golden vertical pupils that looked down at him like two suns.
Suddenly I laughed.
He put down the wand.
He chuckled and muttered:
"Ethan, I really need to check your lineage."
A faint aroma, a mixture of nuts and minerals, emanated from the giant snake's body.
Dumbledore deduced that this was a monster straight out of a myth.
It is a painting.
A painting by the great artist Ethan Vincent.
On the wall.
The most obnoxious headmaster, Phineas Black, laughed:
"Didn't you say that brat promised you that Hogwarts would be safe?"
Dumbledore paused for a moment, then sighed:
"It seems that our understanding was flawed."
Perhaps what Ethan meant by "being safe" was simply "still alive."
Dumbledore thought deeply.
"Ha, even I can't predict how this grand performance will end."
It's like the chess pieces are all set up, and suddenly someone comes along, flips the chessboard over, then lifts it up and hits him on the head, and finally kicks him off the chessboard.
In a daze, he gently comforted her:
Listen to me, you'll be safe.
"Ethan, truly a genius, like the rising sun, a rare find indeed—"
next second.
[Hiss—one!]
The black serpent roared and opened its enormous mouth, large enough to swallow the sky and devour the earth.
It lunged at Dumbledore and the castle beneath him!
In an instant.
A warm darkness enveloped Dumbledore like velvet.
The screams and cries disappeared.
Like sinking into soft cotton, a sense of tranquility instantly soothes the pain.
Together with the world, they vanished into eternal darkness.
That's a truly kind act.
For humanoids.
Dumbledore thought to himself, and obediently closed his eyes.
A strange sense of curiosity arose in my heart about this fate that had completely deviated from its course.
Harry floated in a daze.
In the dark cradle where there is no distinction between up, down, left, or right, I drift off to sleep.
Yes, if I die too, it will prove that I wasn't the one who opened the secret room, right?
Until a clear, ethereal call rang in his ears:
"Wake up, Harry."
"You should go save the world."