Chapter 692 The Transformed Person

In fact, Ensi didn't faint for a long time before, but the surrounding environment caused him to be unable to tell the time after regaining consciousness.

However, he may not know how long he has been in a coma, but someone does.

...Who? Who's there?

Ensi, who had just swallowed a piece of lucky chocolate, suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of oppression before he had time to try to solve the problem of the stone wall. And when the power of the Bliss Elixir faintly told him that the feeling seemed to be strong and ominous, he immediately heard a slight friction sound——

That is definitely behind! Someone is hiding behind and spying!

Ernst's heart tightened for a moment, then he turned around abruptly, and suddenly pointed the tip of his wand, which was originally aimed at the wall, at the entrance of the secret room when he came.

come out!

His voice tossed and echoed in the ruins of the empty secret room, and then continued to decay as the sound waves collided again and again, until it never subsided in the surrounding darkness.

The next moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared at the door, and the light from the tip of Ensi's staff went far away, revealing an unclear outline.

Oh, please don't point your wand at me, I mean no harm...

It was a young man's voice that sounded quite pleasant, and as soon as these words were uttered, the figure at the door opened his arms slightly, and then walked towards Ensi from the opposite side step by step.

It seemed that taking Ensi's alertness into consideration, the other party walked very slowly. But from the light and regular footsteps, Ensi at this time read a feeling called calmness.

He felt that the other party must be a very confident person. Whether in words or actions,

They all seem to be releasing this signal inadvertently.

When the figure finally entered the lighting range of the magic wand's light spell, and when the darkness covering that fair and handsome face gradually faded away, Ensi's face couldn't help but change slightly.

This person, he has seen - not only has he met, but he is also the last person he wants to meet at present, not one of them.

You...why are you following me? What do you want to do? Ensi frowned tightly and asked in a concentrated voice.

Hey, don't be so nervous! The other party spread his hands and comforted gracefully, You ask in this tone, as if you are interrogating a prisoner, don't you? First, I didn't follow you... Maybe you also Understand, this Slytherin Chamber of Secrets is not a place that only you know about, and—

Speaking of this, the other party nodded towards Enns, paused and said: —Maybe you don't know me yet, but it's okay... Good evening, I'm Draco Malfoy, Slytherin A fifth-year student at the academy.

Yes, it was Malfoy who appeared here at this moment. But for some reason, when he faced Ensi, he had a gentle smile on his face.

Hello……

Just like the last time I saw Malfoy in the underground corridor, Ens, who also ate a piece of lucky chocolate this time, could still feel the weird sense of crisis from him.

Although the other party had a warm smile on his face, Ensi seemed to have fallen into an underground ice cellar, and an invisible chill rose from behind him.

At this moment, the strange power of Felicity Potion is constantly warning his nerves, as if constantly reminding him that when the absolute gap is in front of him, even luck will be eclipsed .

The probability of getting out of this danger is constantly decreasing!

Well, the smile on Malfoy's face became wider, So, why don't you tell me what happened just now? I think you should understand what I'm talking about, right?

The other party's calmness was unreservedly reflected in Ensi's eyes. He could even find a trace of contempt and playfulness in the other party's expression.

For Ensi, who had always been proud and confident, it was as if he had seen a second self—or, in other words, a future self who was more than twice as powerful as himself.

No, that's not me!

The future self may have contempt for the weak, but he will never be so bored as to play tricks on the weak. How could it be me who would do such a meaningless thing?

That's right, although this Draco Malfoy and him may look similar on the surface, they are completely different in essence.

Yes, I understand what you want to know...

The thoughts just now flashed through Enns's mind, and then, he moved the tip of the wand in his hand slightly to the side, and stopped facing Malfoy in front of him.

You don't understand the language of snakes, do you? He suddenly calmed down, followed by a smile on his face, We are all classmates, so there is nothing we can't say What? Of course, I can tell you all I know—”

Before the words fell, with the sound of Knox quietly, the light on the tip of the staff was instantly extinguished by the counter-curse. At the same time, a whistling sound of wind swept across the secret room, and went straight to the door.

call out--

In the darkness, a ray of red magic light flashed past, and when it chased the door, one could vaguely see a figure fittingly hugging a broom and disappearing for a moment.

Then, the red light slammed into the wall heavily, splashing bright particles of light.

Soon, when a light appeared in the darkness, only Malfoy was left.

Holding a wand in his hand, he held up the ball of light that was also illuminated by the wand's light spell, and turned his head to look at the place behind him.

In his other hand, a cloud of smoke as black as ink flashed in an instant. It's just that the black air only stayed in his palm for a moment, and quickly dissipated without a trace.

...forget it, the smile on Malfoy's face had long been wiped away, replaced by a look of sternness, At Hogwarts, one must be as careful as possible, even in this Slytherin Chamber of Secrets. The hoarfrost covering the door was obviously left by that guy...

He curled his lips slightly, and then walked lightly to the wall that Ens had checked just now. Even if he didn't understand Parseltongue, and couldn't understand those hisses before, anyone who had seen Enns' abnormal behavior would probably be able to guess that there was something strange here.

Is it behind here?

Malfoy stroked the hard brick wall with his left hand, and then pressed his wand against the wall.

Torn apart.

Since there was no need to use the silent spell technique now, the spell came out clearly from his mouth. Although he can be considered to be able to master that level of spell-casting skills more familiarly now, if he wants to show the effect of the spell to the maximum, he still has to read the spell as clearly as possible.

However, the increase in strength didn't seem to allow him to show his due ability, and the division spell that should have been fully controlled failed to create even a single crack.

Malfoy's spell only shook some dust from the cracks in the bricks.

Tsk— he clicked his tongue impatiently, the wall has been cursed... But that's good, at least it proves that there must be something behind it.

He firmly believed that the strength of his spells had already surpassed all Hogwarts students, even comparable to some adult wizards. And this is only because he has long disdained the relationship between practicing magic spells.

However, his very powerful division spell did not produce the desired effect at all.

Hmph... to pieces!

At this moment, Malfoy was like a cobra whose territory had been violated, unbelievingly cast out a more powerful spell again. He believed that even if the back of the wall was completely solid, the Shattering Curse could blast it into a big hole.

It's a pity that after a slight vibration, there was only a thumb-sized depression on the wall.

In fact, there was naturally no wall here, and it was an obstacle set by Maca himself when he left. The wall was first constructed by Transfiguration, and then several solidified Phantom Slate spells were superimposed, and even the entire nearby stone wall became extremely hard.

Of course, this is not like Dumbledore's ice coffin attached to the power of rules after all, it is still included in the conventional scope of modern magic.

The corners of Malfoy's eyes twitched slightly, and at the same time, his left hand was once again filled with black smoke. This time, he decided not to hesitate anymore.

boom--

Right now, no matter the students or professors, even Maca, they have all gone to watch the game outside. And this Slytherin Chamber of Secrets is deep underground in the castle...

As long as you don't use this kind of extremely special power to attack others, just hit a wall, it's impossible for people to notice it immediately, right?

When Malfoy's left hand was wrapped in black air and fell towards the wall in front of him at an extremely fast speed, a heavy muffled sound suddenly vibrated in the secret room.

Crack - click -

Another burst of dust fell down, and several cracks appeared from the place where he punched, and spread in all directions on the wall. His surprisingly violent punch not only punched a hole in the seemingly indestructible wall, but also punched out several zigzag gaps.

But the surface of his fist was only covered with some stone crumbs, not even the skin was scratched.

He didn't stop there, because one blow didn't seem like enough.

boom--

Then with the second punch, when the black air dissipated, half of Malfoy's left arm went straight into the wall. He could already feel the space behind the wall, that is to say, he had completely penetrated the stone wall with this punch.

boom!

When he withdrew his left hand, the thick brick wall collapsed, splashing smoke and dust all over the sky. And when the dust gradually fell back to the ground, the room behind the wall was also exposed to Malfoy's sight.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the time to take a look at it now, because a fragment of the wall that fell down landed firmly on his feet.

hiss--

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