Chapter 363: Cheese Golem (modified, thanks to Super Silver Dameng Ksg ...

In any case, the noise and stench inside made everyone decide to go in and look at it again. Do n’t smother yourself in the Geller brothers and sisters ...

Although it was only a cake shop, Allen raised his vigilance and let himself enter the room first.

Allen's eyes were attracted by the pictures hanging on the wall.

On the walls beside the fireplace, they nailed two Quidditch posters with pushpins. It is the poster of the Quidditch World Cup Bulgaria and England.

Allen saw above him wearing a red and white uniform, flashing across the screen.

"Ah-" Draco's screaming suddenly came, and Allen quickly turned around, and saw a silver-covered book tightly biting some of Draco's arms, Draco endured. Pain, lightly stroking the back of the book, but the book still refused to let go.

Draco shook his arms exaggeratedly, stepping back and forth, desperately trying to throw the book away from his hand.

A activated firestick leaning against the fireplace suddenly rushed out and stabbed the **** egg to the left of Draco.

Draco screamed and jumped forward. Suddenly, his neck was entangled with something cold and rough.

With a hard breath, Draco tried to break free, but to no avail, the cold rope wrapped his throat tighter and tighter.

Draco was caught in a book in his hand, a fire stick in his buttocks, and a tight rope around his neck. He couldn't move at all. He couldn't even make a shout. If it wasn't for his throat, he probably started crying for help.

Laughter and clicks suddenly sounded, Draco's eyes looked desperately at the source of the sound, and they all flew out of their eyes-the crazy girl took her camera and photographed his misfortune.

Hermione was in a bad mood, but after seeing Draco's series of unlucky looks, she couldn't help but laugh out loud: "He should get Gryffindor."

Draco rolled his eyes and gasped, seeming out of breath, Hermione laughed even more.

Allen came to Draco.

Seeing Allen, Draco's eyes lit up with hope.

Allen looked at the shiny silver book, the stick on his buttock, and the rope around his neck with interest. "This is activation magic. It's fun and clever."

Alan waved his wand and lifted the activation spell on these items.

The book smashed heavily on Draco's feet, and Draco's teeth ripped off the rope around his neck, then pulled out the fire stick on his butt.

Allen held back the smile and roughly healed his wounds with the healing spell, and the four proceeded.

They walked through a very neat restaurant with a table for two in the middle of this beautiful restaurant. The two sides of this table can be expanded into a table for four.

Through the large windows on the wall, people eating here can enjoy the beautiful view of the maple forest outside the window.

Crossing the restaurant, they came to the kitchen.

This used to be a fully equipped kitchen, but it looks like it has just experienced a disaster.

Several iron pans and kettles fell to the ground, the pottery was broken, and the broken pieces were scattered all over the room. The walls were splashed with a mixture of various spices, and they were still dripping wetly.

The air here also seems warmer than the rest of the house.

"The footprints on this floor are really strange, there are no lines on the soles of the boots." Hermione said strangely.

"Let's leave here first!" Draco stood at the door, hesitantly looking at the **** footprints. He had a lingering fear about the experience just now, so he was reluctant to enter, especially in this kitchen with **** signs everywhere.

Hermione used her magic wand to determine if it was toxic, and then her fingers were stained with the red, viscous liquid on the wall and twisted. In Draco's disgusting eyes, she put it in her mouth to taste.

"Well, ketchup sauce! Several places in the room were splashed with ketchup sauce, but there is no container for ketchup in this room, which is weird!" Hermione said.

Draco heard that, carefully avoiding these ketchups, and walked in.

As he passed the dish rack, the tall rack suddenly hit him, the ceramic dishes fell to the ground, and the cracked ceramics splashed around. Draco couldn't help but protect his head.

Immediately, he felt himself hit hard with a fist, fell to the ground, slid far away, and hit the wall.

He looked up, and behind the bowl that had just fallen, stood a six-foot tall creature, which looked almost entirely assembled from pastries. The roasted cheese skin was splattered with red stains. However, there are obviously some parts that have deteriorated and emit a foul smell, and there are white maggots crawling on it.

"Cheese Golem? It turned out that he was the source of the stench. Well, it should be because of the metamorphosis and maggots, and the magic lines on it were destroyed, so it was so violent.

Allen watched with amusement as the spoiled cheese golem smashed everything that blocked him from chasing Draco.

Draco was as frightened as when he saw Voldemort's shadow in the first grade, and then he crawled to avoid it, accidentally knocking on a cabinet. He immediately screamed wildly, crawling towards Allen with his hands and feet.

I saw a woman with bruises and blood on her face collapsed in the cupboard, long black hair scattered on the cabinet board, with red stains on it.

The golem seemed to recognize Draco and stared at him closely. Draco raised his wand, chanting quickly in his mouth, and one after another the curse spewed out from the top of the wand and rushed towards the cheese golem.

However, these spells were like a drop of water flowing into the sea, without causing a wave of waves.

The seemingly soft and loose cheese golem is engraved with magic lines, so Draco's spells are completely useless.

"Perhaps, you should use some more advanced spells." Allen didn't shoot immediately, but suggested like Malfoy.

Draco gritted his teeth and held up his wand—

Suddenly, the cheese golem in front of him shattered from his waist and scattered all over the place.

Hermione's figure appeared, and her hands held a chair.

Just now, Hermione waved the chair in her hand and smashed the Golem.

"My massage skills are still very useful at this time. UU Reading www.uukannshu.com" Hermione stepped on the bar under the chair with one foot and raised her eyebrows at Allen.

Seeing such a Hermione, Allen laughed. At the same time, he felt that if precious metals were used as golems, and the magic resistance and physical resistance were high, this thing is still a bit valuable, such as the sculpture guards of Hogwarts. .

Luna has rescued the dark-haired woman in the cupboard. Her injuries are not serious, and the "blood stains" are also ketchup.

"Thank you so much, otherwise I really have no way to deal with it. My wand is outside—Oh, yes. My name is Monica Geller. I am the owner of this cake shop." Monica? Geller took Luna's hand gratefully.

"You made this cheese golem?" Allen asked.

"No, I made the cheese, but the magic lines on it were drawn by my brother Ross." Monica shook her head.

"I have reminded him long ago that it is dangerous to study the magic lines like this, but he just doesn't listen. See, if it's not you, I don't know how long I have to be comatose in the cupboard before I can be found." Sighed.

"The contents of the book on the market are relatively shallow, and private research will be more dangerous." Allen said.

After Allen decides to go back, he will go through the books about magic patterns in the tower. The magic patterns recorded in the ancient books should be interesting and valuable.

Monica nodded again and again, and she finally had an excuse to persuade Rose to give up researching the magic pattern.

Monica was so embarrassed that there were some bruises on her body, which made her very uncomfortable. Luna and Hermione helped her clean up and heal, and Allen and Draco left voluntarily to make room.

"Draco, I have a few words to tell you." In the living room, Alan stopped him when he thought of Draco's reckless performance today.