Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 143
"But I won the bet."

Medea said happily.

"I win when the Peeves-specific setup is activated."

Scott also wondered that Peeves hadn't come here to step into the trap in the past thousand years, but he came when Voldemort's Horcrux appeared.

Moreover, there is no such scene in the "original book", most likely because there is no power of Peeves, even if Harry destroys the Horcrux, the power is not enough to awaken Medea.

After all, the soul in the Horcrux is only one-seventh.

So what happened with Peeves was just a butterfly effect caused by my existence?

Scott thought about it, and felt that he could only understand it in this way.

"Medea."

Feeling full of melons, Scott looked at the controlled students around him.

"It's meaningless to tell more about these past stories. I just want to say that I have completed the challenge and you must now break the oath!"

"Don't worry." Medea said with a smile, "Of course I will cancel the oath."

"Do not."

Scott raised his right hand, and the red light representing the contract lit up on the palm.

"I ask you to undo it now."

Medea suddenly turned cold and looked straight at him.

After a long time, she suddenly smiled again.

"Okay." She simply agreed, "I'll lift it now."

After speaking, she was suddenly surrounded by a strong light.

Scott raised his hand to cover his eyes, and saw that the magical power that radiated white light and almost condensed into substance completely enveloped her body.

"This……"

Scott looked at Dumbledore in surprise.

Seeing that Dumbledore still hadn't moved, he also fell silent.

However, he was startled by the sudden and continuous sound of falling to the ground around him.

"Milton! William!"

Scott turned around and looked at the students who fell on the ground, his eyes widened and his breathing became short of breath.

In his perception, the magic power fluctuations on these students completely disappeared in the instant just now.

He quickly squatted down and stretched out his fingers to detect Milton's breath.

Fortunately, he could feel a steady breathing in his fingers, which made Scott breathe a sigh of relief.

He checked the condition of the others and found that they were in the same condition as Milton, only unconscious.

He stood up, but found something new.

A Hufflepuff student who had been at the back of the crowd suddenly began to deform.

This seems to be a symptom of the failure of the compound soup.

His body was elongated and muscular, his brown hair turned blond, and his ordinary face became handsome.

It's Lockhart!

Why is this idiot here?

After thinking about it, Scott finally understood, because Lockhart, an idiot, could never resist the temptation to trade with Medea.

"professor!"

He turned to look at Dumbledore, only to find that he was looking at Yaxley and Carrow, who were also apparently unconscious.

Dumbledore let the two who had been floating in the air fall to the ground.

At this time, the magic light cocoon wrapped Medea once again burst into light, and countless filaments suddenly shot out from it.

Those silky magical powers are connected to the ceiling and walls of the hall like spider threads, slowly hanging the light cocoon.

Are you a spider? You are!

Scott really wanted to scold Medea.

"Professor," he said to Dumbledore, "their magic waves are gone."

He was afraid at the moment that these people would all be turned into Muggles by Medea.

Dumbledore said reassuringly, "Don't worry, they just ran out of magic power."

After hearing this, Scott felt it carefully again.

Sure enough, at this moment, the students already had extremely subtle fluctuations in magic power.

This is the natural recovery of their magical powers.

It seems that the condition of the oath that Medea cannot harm the students is true, and she must abide by it.

In this case, Scott is relieved.

It's just that he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable...

What, isn't he a student?
Medea almost killed him!If he hadn't been alert.

Of course, he also understood that Medea was taking advantage of the loophole by killing people with a borrowed knife.

He looked up at the suspended magic light cocoon again, and asked Dumbledore again, "Professor, what is going on?"

Dumbledore shook his head, but did not answer.

Scott could only be anxious.

Fortunately, it was also because of Dumbledore's presence that he was still able to hold his breath.

At this moment, a few more filaments protruded from the light cocoon, and shot toward the entrance where Scott and the others were located.

Scott raised his wand hastily.

"Armor protection!"

Dumbledore on the side waved his old wand first.

Scott could feel that his magic power formed a huge invisible hemispherical barrier, firmly protecting everyone.

What the hell is the Iron Armor Curse?

Scott gasped.

At this time, the filaments of magic power shot out from the light cocoon collided with Dumbledore's exaggerated Iron Armor Curse, and they were all bounced off.

Those filaments did not give up, and kept piercing the magic barrier, making dense and crisp collision sounds.

And Dumbledore just held the Iron Armor Curse with his wand up, and didn't fight back.

Scott felt as if he had been waiting for something.

wrong……

Sensing the sudden change, Scott and Dumbledore turned their heads sharply at the same time.

It's Yaxley and Lockhart!
Their bodies disappeared instantly.

Scott quickly turned his head and found that the two were lying under the light cocoon at the moment.

Several spider-like magical threads are connected to their chests.

Scott stared wide-eyed, watching the bodies of the two wizards melt instantly like candles.

At such a speed, even Dumbledore was too late to rescue.

He felt a nausea, and quickly covered his mouth, resisting the urge to vomit.

Although Yaxley's death made him a little bit ecstatic, it was so fucking disgusting!
Scott couldn't help but glance at Dumbledore.

At the moment, the usually genial old headmaster looked terribly frightening.

Play it off!

Scott groaned.

"They..." Scott said in a muffled voice, "None of them are students..."

Medea couldn't hurt the students, so she tried her best to get two wizards who were not students to come here and become her nourishment.

At this moment, the filaments connected to the two pools of unknown objects began to be stained with blood one by one, as if drinking tomato juice through a straw.

vomit!
The sudden association finally made Scott retch several times.

Strangely enough, until now, Dumbledore still hadn't done anything.

Scott couldn't figure it out.

Did Dumbledore have to wait until Medea completed this evil ritual before doing it?

He thought of Yaxley and Lockhart's death again, and couldn't help but shudder.

Yaxley forget it.

Lockhart is really miserable, worse than any Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in the past!

Although this professorship has a curse from Voldemort, it is too miserable...

Could it be that the curse was doubled because of meeting Voldemort's ancestors?

　I have been busy all day today, and I didn't start coding until after [-] o'clock in the evening, so I only coded two chapters.

　　Starting tomorrow, we will guarantee three changes every day, and we will make more changes if we have time.grateful.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)