Chapter 134: Cold Hufflepuff

"Some people lost their lives because of it, but some people gained great power because of it."

"They are starting to fight back effectively against the Muggles and protect themselves and their families."

"It's like opening Pandora's box, and more and more wizards are being tempted."

"They began to hunt magical creatures crazily, and more and more magical creatures were killed to extinction."

"Even though wizards have been able to exist relatively safely in this world, the killing has never stopped."

"Helga Hufflepuff, she tried to stop it in her own way."

"She traveled between various wizard families, hoping to awaken their consciences with words."

"But in this world full of greed and desire, it is ultimately futile."

The man in white robe paused for a moment, as if recalling the painful past.

"So she made a difficult decision. She separated me, the good side of her character."

"She turned into a cold-blooded killing machine, slaughtering the older generations of those stubborn families."

"In the end, he used his life as the price to cast the Word Spirit Spell, erasing all records of blood magic and that bloody history."

Hephis asked in confusion: "Then why did you tell me all this?"

The man in white robes took a deep breath and said, "History is like a cycle. There is no shortage of geniuses among wizards. One day, bloodline wizards will appear again. By then, there may be another round of massacres of magical creatures."

"So you came up with the concept of 'Animagi', hoping that it could become a new path to replace the bloodline wizards?" Hephis said with sudden enlightenment.

"Yes, it is better to open up than to block. If there is a better choice, who would risk their life to study blood wizards?" The man in white robe looked at Hephis, his eyes full of expectation.

"It's a pity that with the death of Helga Hufflepuff, my life also began to fade away, so I can only leave behind the incomplete version and my descendants, hoping that they can find a new path like this."

"I really didn't lie to you about this. You are indeed my descendant." The man in white robe seemed very nervous. "Child, will you blame me?"

"Why blame you? Actually you didn't lie to me, you just hid some information." Hephis shrugged.

"But this incomplete path will cost the Brian family, and even your life." The man in white robes showed a trace of guilt on his face, "I am not a qualified ancestor."

"Big love or small love, everyone has their own choice. I can't do what you do, but I don't mind if someone makes that choice."

Hephis stood up and brushed off the non-existent dust on his clothes. "I should go now. Perhaps this will be the last time we meet."

A hint of surprise flashed in the white robe's eyes, "Are you ready to start?"

Hephis nodded.

"Bless you," the white robed man's voice was full of tenderness, "Child, this is the last thing I can do for you. I hope it can help you in the last minute."

As his words fell, the white space trembled violently, and the entire space began to shatter and collapse.

The man in white robe gradually turned into golden light particles and finally condensed into a shape.

It flew into Hephis's palm and formed a golden Blaine emblem.

The six all-white rooms in Hephis's eyes passed by quickly like a fast-moving picture.

Soon the scene before his eyes was a vast grassland and dense forest.

The dark castle still stood in it.

But Hermione and the children were no longer in front of the castle, only nine magical creatures were standing there.

It was the true form of the nine shadows that Hephaestus had previously devoured.

The poisonous horned beast took the lead and rushed towards him, overturning the grass wherever it passed.

The shadow cloak on Hephess's body floated up, and a huge black shadow slowly condensed and formed behind him.

The moment the black shadow Oz landed, he stepped down and stomped the poisonous horned beast hard into the mud.

The power of the horned beast was not enough to shake Oz at all.

He continued to increase his strength, and the poisonous horned beast fainted.

Seeing this, the other seven magical creatures charged towards Oz without hesitation.

Oz swung his huge hands left and right, smashing on the creatures like a hammer.

Some were blown away, and some were trampled into the ground.

Only the basilisk, relying on its huge size, was able to last a few more rounds in the hands of Oz.

Last time he wanted to save the basilisk's life, but this time Oz didn't hold back at all.

A huge shadow spear condensed in his hand, which pierced directly through the basilisk's body, from its mouth to its tail.

He slammed the tip of the gun into the ground. The basilisk was still struggling desperately, but soon it died and turned into golden light, dissipating in the space.

Oz drew out the Shadow Spear again and stabbed the seven unconscious magical creatures one by one, stringing them together.

The big-mouthed spherical fish was still struggling in the same place. It was difficult for it to move out of the sea water, let alone attack Hephis.

Unceremoniously, Oz pierced it with the tip of his spear, and in this way, eight magical creatures were neatly strung on the spear.

Gradually they all turned into golden light and finally dissipated into space.

Hephis heard the heartbeat again, as if the entire space had turned into a huge heart.

There was a loud thumping sound, but then it gradually subsided.

At this moment, a voice without any warmth and extremely cold sounded abruptly: "Rule-based magic."

Then a figure in a bright yellow robe appeared in front of Hephes.

She is a little plump, but has a simple and honest face. Two long brown ponytails hang behind her shoulders, adding a touch of softness to her image.

However, the coldness in her eyes formed a sharp contrast with her honest face.

"Are you Helga Hufflepuff?" Hephis asked guessingly.

"Yes." Hufflepuff's answer was equally cold.

"I didn't harm any magical creatures. These are just their shadows." Hephis tried to reason with them first. After all, it is better not to fight if possible.

"Stop... stop those who are harming lives." There was no fluctuation in Hufflepuff's voice.

"Is this the protection mechanism you set up? When someone undergoes a blood transplant, you will show up to stop it?" Hephis asked tentatively.

"Yes." Hufflepuff repeated mechanically, "Stop... those who harm living beings."

"How to stop it?" Hephis continued to confirm.

"Kill you." Hufflepuff said coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Oz had already rushed towards Hufflepuff without hesitation.