Chapter 738: Hard Head or Hard Monument
On the same day, the two dark lords who came almost hand in hand forgot their bodies in Hogwarts. This is no joke!
The more wizards understand what it means, the more they will be afraid of Hogwarts today. Even though everyone knows that Albus Dumbledore, who was respected by the world at the beginning, can only look at his remains through the ice coffin by the lake.
And this old hag in Africa is the one who understands the true meaning of the title Dark Lord.
Especially the first-generation Dark Lord Gellert Greenwald. Back when that genius dark wizard was still dominant in the European magic circle, she was just an ordinary young witch who had just been sent from Africa to Italy for magic exchanges.
Therefore, when she came to Hogwarts this time, the old witch never underestimated anyone.
At first, after vaguely confirming Maca's soul strength, even though she knew that Dumbledore was dead, she almost gave up her plan to snatch old Edward.
Up to now, looking at the old housekeeper who was standing alone for a while, she is still hesitating...
Just as Maca won the right to hold the alchemy event for Hogwarts this time, he just wanted to take this opportunity to announce to the global magic community:
Although the current Hogwarts has bid farewell to Albus Dumbledore, it still has enough strength... No, maybe it is even more stable and powerful than the previous walking pace!
But today, before the old witch chooses to do something, she will have to face this fact.
The air at night was a bit cool, and the vestibule of Hogwarts also had a howling strong wind as always, rustling the branches and leaves in the Forbidden Forest.
But in such a calming environment, there was still a pair of brothers who both had giant bloodlines chattering, and a terribly twisted body of an alchemy-synthesized beast.
The movement and stillness of the two,
Every second was stirring the old hag's nerves.
She knew that if she wanted to do something, this would probably be her last chance—there was not much time left for her to hesitate any longer.
If she wants to win the possibility of eternal life, she must put all her eggs in one basket here!
……Magic stone!
The moment the old witch made up her mind, as the skeleton crutch in her hand slammed to the ground, a nearby tree shadow suddenly stretched forward.
It was a real shadow and nothing else, the shadow of a big tree formed by the moonlight at this moment.
As the old witch concentrating on chanting a spell in an African tribal language, the shadow seemed to be given life, not only winding like a snake, but also extremely fast.
In the blink of an eye, it spread to the old butler's feet, and tightly entangled the soles of his feet and ankles.
Oh--
The old housekeeper only had time to exclaim, before being dragged to the ground by the magic materialized shadow, and dragged straight towards the school gate.
At the same time, the old witch also appeared from behind the tree trunk. Taking advantage of the opportunity when Hagrid was still tightly hugged by Grapp, she stepped on the magic flying carpet just taken out and followed immediately.
Now all she wanted was speed, as long as she forcibly broke through the school gate and left the school grounds before Hagrid caught up, that would be her victory.
It's all done, so it must be successful.
In order not to worry about the end of life that is coming at any time, and to use her own hands to seize the possibility of continuing her life, the old witch has bet everything.
After all, she is not like those ignorant people in the tribe. She has been deeply involved in the European magic circle since she was young, and she knows very well that today's action will definitely bring her disasters that cannot be ignored.
The flight over the vestibule doesn't seem to be a long journey. She has walked through it several times in the past few days, and even ran back and forth once just now.
But this time, the old witch felt that the distance was as long as if it had been cast with a traceless stretching spell.
Hastily, she glanced back—fortunately, Hagrid had just escaped Grapp's embrace at this moment, and he was still far away from her side!
As for Hogwarts Castle, the sound must have passed, but it may take more time to rush over immediately.
The situation is good, it is a favorable development for her, and it is almost exactly as expected just now!
no problem.
After giving herself a psychological hint, the old hag gained a little more confidence to control the shadow, and lifted the old housekeeper onto the flying carpet at her feet.
In this way, the speed of carrying one more person on the flying carpet is obviously reduced, but she has an extra leeway to prepare for the bombing of the school gate.
As long as she doesn't have to worry about making noise, she is still very sure if she just breaks the defensive spell.
Sure enough, when the old witch stood on the flying carpet holding up the skeleton staff and chanted a series of incantations that others could barely understand, a gray-black light flashed from the eye sockets of the skull on her staff.
Like the flying carpet under her feet, which is almost equivalent to a broomstick, some powerful magic in the African magic world also has one very similar thing in common with the spells of European wizards——
laugh--
Two gray and dim beams of magic power shot out from the eyeholes of the skull, with irregular slight twists, and hit the center of the school gate like lightning.
Boom!
The defensive spell on the school gate is obviously in the process of resisting. If someone observes carefully, you can even see the short-lived phenomenon of the gray-black light being bounced off continuously.
But the old witch did not compromise in the slightest. She held the skeleton crutch in her hand and did not give in. Even if her face turned slightly pale, the magic light beam did not stop at all.
Magic is always beneficial to the defensive side, especially this kind of instant attack magic versus solidified defensive spells, where the advantages and disadvantages are often very obvious.
However, when the moment came when the two tall metal fence doors were directly thrown out, the facts proved that the old witch's hard power would never be inferior to that of Professor Flitwick who cast the spell.
Hula—
The tail of the flying carpet and the cloak on the old witch were both rattling in the turbulence of the airflow, showing that when they rushed out of the gate of Hogwarts, they were much faster than the old witch felt.
In the blink of an eye, she led the old butler out of the large area of the school, and she was about to cast a spell with the skeleton staff and left completely.
However, at that moment, the old witch only felt a sudden darkness in front of her eyes.
...
It was the moment when the old witch stepped on the flying carpet and rushed out of the school gate. Alexander, who was still staying on the top of the Astronomy Tower, fully took the next dramatic and shocking scene into his eyes.
He was still deeply anxious about the many changes in the vestibule, only to see a large area of distortion suddenly appeared outside the school gate.
That feeling is as if there is an invisible huge palm that pinches the entire space there into a ball and then releases it suddenly.
Immediately afterwards, a black stone tablet that had a strong sense of presence even from the astronomical tower appeared so quietly.
Yes, the whole body of the stele was pitch black, and under the not-so-bright night sky, it seemed that most of it was embedded in the distant sky wall. Coupled with its height not inferior to some small towers of Hogwarts Castle, it is really hard for people not to notice.
That is……
Except for a strange symbol looming in the center of the black stele, it was difficult for Alexander to find other features that contained information. And those symbols, he couldn't understand any of them, and it was inevitable that he couldn't understand them at all for a while-what the hell is that thing?
At the same time that Alexander let out a low voice in shock and surprise, the old witch who was driving the flying carpet out of Hogwarts nearly bumped into the front of the stone tablet that suddenly appeared in front of her.
Even Alexander, who was far away on the top of the Astronomical Tower, could hear the impact of using his head to test the hardness of the stone tablet.
In the next second, the old witch and the immobile old butler flew out together with the flying carpet, rolled on the ground several times, and finally stopped inside the school gate.
It wasn't until this moment that the crushed trees fell to the ground when the giant monument appeared, and there was a messy bang.
Ok?
After the sound of trees falling to the ground subsided for a while, an inaudible sound sounded at the school gate without warning. Only Hagrid who hurried to the door could see that the one who let out a small sigh was the familiar figure standing on the side of the road holding a staff.
Maca?
Seeing that he was a reasonable acquaintance, Hagrid immediately called out.
Looking over from him, one can see that Maca's expression doesn't look relaxed right now. Especially Maca's hand holding the staff, there was a faint tremor caused by excessive force, and the muscles on his body were also tense.
I'll talk later, let's deal with things first— Maca leaned on his staff with a little difficulty, Also, tell the housekeeper, just say... Well, he has worked hard this time.
After finishing speaking, he didn't say anything more, just raised his legs and walked slowly towards the Forbidden Forest.
Even though he passed by the fallen old witch, he didn't even look at her at all, as if it didn't exist to him at all.
And it was only now that Hagrid realized that the ridiculously large black stone tablet... was actually hanging in the air!
If there is anything more surprising than a large stone tablet appearing out of thin air, it must be watching the stone tablet floating quietly.
At least, Alexander and Ensi, who just ran to the backyard of the hunting lodge, were completely shaken in their hearts.
It's a pity that if they really went to Maca to ask, Maca would definitely tell them both that this broken stone tablet was much heavier than it appeared on the surface!
When the Sorting Hat mentioned that Slytherin took away the stele, it was easy to say...I didn't expect this thing to be so dead...
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