The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1667 Bruce Wayne and the Sorcerer's Stone ([-])
When the three of them, who had been busy all morning, could finally go back to rest, returned to the public activity room, the atmosphere in the activity room was unexpectedly dignified. As soon as the three of them walked in, they received the attention of almost everyone in the academy. .

"What's wrong?" Barry asked cautiously.

"Oh, you're back." Kane just said that, turned his head to glance at them and ignored them, but got together with several other senior students to discuss something.

Bruce Jr. pushed Barry, motioning him to join the conversation, but Barry felt a little hesitant, and Bruce Jr. rolled his eyes helplessly.

After a while, Kane knocked on the table and gathered everyone together, he cleared his throat and said.

"I must emphasize to you again that you are absolutely not allowed to go to the end of the corridor on the fourth floor of the main castle. If you violate other school rules, you may only be punished by labor or the like, but if you violate this rule, you will bear the consequences!"

After everyone dispersed, Barry came over, and Kane leaned against the door of his dormitory, shook his head helplessly and said, "I heard that someone from Zatara College strayed into that corridor by mistake. He was injured and has now been sent to the hospital."

"You guys also know that the college has the most people, and it's not easy to manage. Maybe someone forgot the repeated warnings from the professor and the prefects, and accidentally triggered some counter magic. All the prefects in their grades were punished. I don't want to suffer. Punishment, so, Barry, please take care of the students in your grade, and don't really get yourself into the hospital!"

While speaking, Kane raised his eyes to look at little Bruce not far away, and Barry also looked back at him, and then sighed deeply.

At ten o'clock that night, Barry stopped Bruce Jr. on the steps of the floating spire.

"I knew you were going for a night tour." Barry sighed and said, "Don't tell me your destination is still the corridor on the fourth floor. People have been injured, don't you know?"

But little Bruce smiled mockingly and said, "That's why I'm going, either follow me or go back to sleep."

"Impossible, I won't let you go!" Barry firmly stopped in front of Bruce Jr. He was about the same age as Bruce Jr., but probably because Bruce Jr. had better nutrition, he was taller than Barry , and a little stronger than him,
Despite this, Barry was still uncompromising, no matter how much Bruce Jr. pushed him, he would not move away, but at this time another voice sounded from behind them.

"Barry, I think we should go and see, at least we should know what hurt the student."

Seeing the girl with platinum hair gradually coming out of the darkness, Barry sighed deeply and said, "Harry, do you want to be stupid with him too?"

"It's always been you who are being stupid, it's you." Bruce Jr. took this opportunity to push Barry away and walked forward quickly, without looking back, saying: "You want to wait here until dawn to follow you, I'm now We're going to go."

Barry could only grit his teeth and stomp his heels behind Bruce, even though he knew that Bruce had been tricked, but he had no choice, whether it was his responsibility as a prefect or his conscience, he was It was impossible for him to just watch Bruce die, even though little Bruce was very annoying.

The floating spire is a certain distance from the main castle. They have to go through half of the garden, walk through the corridor, and cross the courtyard in the center of the manor before they can reach the main castle.

And just as they walked across the hallway into the courtyard, Bruce looked up and squinted at the windows on the fourth floor of the castle.

Gothic windows are often tall and narrow, but the two sides are symmetrical. At this time, the moon is behind the castle, and the moonlight shines through the window into the corridor, allowing the other side of the window to vaguely see the scene in the corridor.

"Then what?" Barry's eyes widened and he said in horror. He just saw a huge shadow flashing past in a window on the fourth floor.

Little Bruce didn't seem very surprised. He walked forward quickly and said, "It's not hard to guess. If there are really important things in that room, then it is impossible that there are no guards."

"The professors reminded all the students not to go to the corridor on the fourth floor. Perhaps it was because the guard was so cruel that the students couldn't handle it. They were not worried about the students stealing treasures, but they were worried about the guards hurting the students."

"Their concerns are justified." Barry said in a higher voice after catching up with him, "The guards have already wounded the students."

"That's not the point at all." Little Bruce looked up at the window again, quickened his pace and said, "If it's not to prevent the students from stealing treasures, then who is it?"

"Haven't you ever wondered why they put this kind of guard in the school that is far beyond the students' ability to cope, instead of just setting up a few blindfolds to deceive the students?"

Barry wasn't stupid either, he heard what Bruce Jr. said, so he tentatively said, "Maybe this is a trap?"

"It must be a trap."

Little Bruce sighed softly and said, "And if I'm not mistaken, the monster guarding there is the Dryad Sergey."

Barry and Harry gasped together. They had seen Pamela's Dryad partner during the day. Although the tree was not a towering tree, it was at least four or five meters high, and its branches Lush, the arm called Pato is much thicker than their thighs, if this tree demon named Sergey looks the same as his brother, it is really not something the students can handle .

While speaking, the three of them had already entered the castle. The castle was already empty and there were only a few night lights left at this time. The light and shadow of the candlelight flickered, reflecting all the familiar things during the day into terrifying shadows.

Barry felt a little timid, and Harry was even more startled, but little Bruce kept walking forward, and the three of them quickly went up to the third floor and came to the stairs on the fourth floor.

The three little heads were lined up neatly by the corner wall, looking at the huge dangling shadow at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor. It was a huge tree demon that was almost exactly the same as the Pato they saw this morning. What's more, he looks even more terrifying in the dark corridor, those two green glowing eyes are like will-o'-the-wisps, and the sharp claws seem to tear apart all incoming enemies at any time.

"It's really a dryad." Barry covered his mouth and squeezed out a sound through his fingers. Harry blinked and said, "Do you remember? Professor Pamela said this morning that someone borrowed this dryad , may be used to guard this room."

"Earth Magic Defense Network..." Bruce Jr. spit out the word, and his tone was rare without ridicule, but said very seriously: "The guys who followed me during the day told me this word, they said this thing Crucial to the wizarding world."

"In that room is the energy core of the magic defense network." Harley's tone also became serious, as she herself said, she had only heard about many things before, and had never seen it with her own eyes, so she took it seriously. There are also certain deviations.

She knows the existence of green light energy, but she doesn't know how these energies come from, nor how they exist, so following this line of thought, it is reasonable to have a core that stores this energy.

Barry was still a little confused, but Harley's tone gradually sank, and she said: "I was the first to enter school, so I learned something about the wizarding world. The wizarding world has just experienced a catastrophe. You know why? ?"

Harry told them about the previous situation in the wizarding world in the fastest speed and the most precise words, and Barry clenched his fists.

"That's why I blame those human traitors. How could they compromise so spinelessly with those angels and demons? If they hadn't retreated every step of the way, how could the magic world be like this?" Barry said angrily.

"I heard from Master Andrew that sometimes you can't completely blame them." Harley said in a low tone, "Angels and demons are much more personal than humans, and humans will fall into their ways if they are not careful. Many magicians I think I have a clear will, but in fact it has already been controlled by the devil."

Bruce Jr. narrowed his eyes, and he said: "Could it be that the dean and the professors knew that there might be controlled humans mixed into the academy, and wanted to interfere or even destroy the establishment of the magic defense network, so they arranged this trap?"

"Very likely." Barry raised his voice and said, "Because if this magic defense network is built, then they will have a hard time living, and if it cannot be built, they will also benefit the most."

"Hiss..." Harry gasped, and then said instinctively, "Then we have to tell Professor Schiller as soon as possible."

"Why do you think he is credible?" Little Bruce turned his head and stared at Harry and said, "Take a step back, if he has other solutions, why would he set up this trap?"

Harry paused, but she wasn't convinced by little Bruce, she knew Schiller better than the other two, so she thought, if the energy core was really dangerous, Schiller wouldn't be so hasty to put it away. put it here.

Now that it is here and there are traps, it means that Schiller may have some plans. In this case, it is better to wait and see what happens.

But at this moment, Barry narrowed his eyes and whispered, "Look, there seems to be someone over there!"

The other two immediately followed his gaze and saw a black figure appearing behind the tree demon. He was wearing a black robe, so he couldn't see his face or figure at all. The dryad rushed past.

The hearts of the three people immediately hung up, because behind the dryad was the door of the room, but the black figure rushed to the door only to find that there was a lock on the door. The dryad's reaction was also very fast. , and drew directly towards the shadow.

The black shadow was too close, so he instinctively stretched out his arm to resist. After a low cry of pain, the black shadow grabbed his own arm, and blood dripped from it.

Seizing the moment when the dryad stopped moving, the black shadow slipped under his armpit, and then jumped out of the window. The three of them rushed down the stairs to the courtyard of the castle, but there was no one there.

The next morning, Bruce Jr., who was heading to the auditorium for breakfast, had his eyes fixed on Schiller.

At this time, Schiller was holding a fork in one hand to pick up the bread, while the other hand was always hanging under the table, hidden in his sleeve.

Victor, who came to work part-time, sat next to Schiller, and little Bruce listened to their conversation with his ears up.

"What's the matter? Schiller, did you hurt your hand?"

"It's just a small injury."

"It's really strange, you are still injured, how did you do it?"

Schiller was silent, while Anna on the other side came over and said to Victor with a smile.

"He played with the shredder!"

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(End of this chapter)