Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 208 Death is just the beginning

"Crack!"

The hammer of the revolver was pulled away at once, Richard turned his head vigilantly, and aimed the gun at the door of the tomb.

"Don't shoot, it's me!"

The fat warden who just ran in from the outside turned pale. He was startled by the black gun pointed at him, but his expression was still calm.

"Hehe, it's you."

Seeing someone coming, Richard smiled and put away his gun.

Half-jokingly, half-seriously.

"I'm not a good man, next time, I won't be sure if I get out or not."

"Damn it, this dead pig must be taking revenge on me!"

Cursing inwardly, Fat Warden could only smile dryly.

"Leave him alone, Evelyn, hurry up!"

Now is the critical moment, and Jonathan can't wait any longer.

coffin~
There must be something buried in it!

Just fish out an antique that is thousands of years old, and if you put it outside, it will definitely set off a huge wave in the collection industry.

more importantly.
He, Joe, is going to get rich!

"Stop, don't drive!"

Unexpectedly, the fat warden stopped Evelyn uncharacteristically.

"what happened again?"

Jonathan frowned and looked at the fat warden with dissatisfaction.

Looking at it this way, he actually saw some clues.

"Wait, you...your face?"

When the scarab "came out" just now, Klein only allowed the wound to heal, but the scar left behind was very obvious.

Coupled with the bloodstains that have not been completely wiped off, the fat warden looks very scary.

"Ok?"

After Jonathan's reminder, Evelyn and Richard also noticed the abnormality, and unconsciously they were farther away from Fat Prison.

The fat warden spread his hands.

"I said that I encountered some strange things, do you believe it?"

The three froze for a few seconds, then nodded silently.

"So this sarcophagus can't be opened, this place is too evil, let's go back!"

If you have not experienced the threat of death, you will never know the value of life.

In the past, the fat warden felt that it didn't matter if he died for money.

But after walking around the gate of Hades, he suddenly found out.

Money counts ass!
If you lose your money, you can earn more; if you lose your life, you lose everything.

"this."

Jonathan laughed dryly, and then his expression suddenly changed.

"Evelyn, go."

What kind of evil is not evil, stop him, Joe, someone who gets rich and dies!

Just waiting for this sentence, Evelyn twisted the "magic box" without thinking.

"Click."

There was a sound of mechanism turning inside the huge sarcophagus, and the face of the fat warden changed.

"If you don't listen to the warning, you will be punished by God!"

After speaking, he ran out without looking back.

After experiencing the scarab incident, he seemed to be a completely different person, even his temperament changed.

"Cut, coward."

The fat warden ran out, but the three of them didn't care.

Jonathan and Richard held the iron rod against the lid of the sarcophagus, and pried it hard.
Evelyn, who was standing beside her, felt her heart beating unconsciously.

"what!!!!!"

The moment the sarcophagus lid was opened, a slippery and sticky skeleton sat up from the coffin.

At the same time, an indescribable howl rushed out of the coffin, instantly resounding throughout the tomb!
Evelyn's complexion suddenly turned extremely pale, and she covered her ears with her hands vigorously.

Hearts were beating wildly, and both Richard and Jonathan almost lost their grip on the iron rods in their hands.

"What the hell!"

Jonathan was terrified.

It's not like the dry mummies you see in museums either.

How can there be such a wicked mummy!

"Fuck, damn the ancient Egyptians."

Taking a few deep breaths, Richard cursed harshly to calm his uneasy heart.

Joanson pointed to the abnormal skeleton and asked stumblingly.

"It's normal for him to look like this."

"Certainly not."

At first she was taken aback, but now she was much better. Evelyn stepped forward cautiously, shaking her head as she walked.

"I've never seen a mummy like this before."

She mulled over her words.

"He he still"

"Very fresh."

Jonathan reminded from the side.

"Yes, very fresh."

Evelyn blinked.

"Based on when the tomb was built, he's been dead for at least 3000 years, but it doesn't look like he's fully decomposed yet."

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and Evelyn is puzzled.

"Look."

At this moment, Richard seemed to have discovered something, and pointed to the coffin lid that they had just pried up.

"My God, it was scratched with a fingernail."

The back of the coffin lid was covered with intricate nicks, as well as dark red bloodstains. Evelyn's breathing was unconsciously heavy.

"This man was buried alive, and he left behind a sentence."

Shining the light of the torch on the lid of the sarcophagus, she read out the ancient text on it word by word.

"Death is just the beginning."

"Whoo~"

A gust of wind blew by, and the fire was uncertain.

The resentful soul who has been sleeping for thousands of years seems to wake up in the dark corner of the tomb, staring at the person who broke into the "city of death" with sinister eyes.

the other side.

"Finally, I got it."

After paying the lives of more than a dozen workers, the American expedition finally got the "treasure between the legs of the god of death"-it was a stone box engraved with ancient hieroglyphs and patterns of the wolf-headed god.

A reckless expedition member was about to open the box, but was stopped by a scholar wearing glasses.

"Wait a minute, there's a curse on this."

Pushing his eyes on the bridge of his nose, he whispered what the hieroglyphs represented.

"Anyone who opens this box will inevitably be killed. Once this box is opened, the evil spirit that was originally banned by the Holy Law will be released from the curse and return to the world. He will kill all those who open the box and take their internal organs. And blood, through this method to be resurrected, the cursed vengeful spirit will turn into a monster that will harm the world."

After he finished reading, the entire tomb room began to resound with tooth-piercing worms and some weird wails.

The local workers employed by the American expedition were frightened and staggered to flee, and Richard's little friend Benji also had cold sweat on his forehead.

Swallowing, he spoke.

"We shouldn't have come, the situation is not good, the curse."

After thinking about it, Bengui made a decision. He didn't look at the ugly faces of those Yankees, and followed the workers and escaped through the entrance of the tomb.

Benji, who has gone through many adventures, understands these mysterious things too well.

I would rather trust it to have it than to trust it to have nothing.

In such an ancient place, the curse has always been very effective.

He doesn't want to die!

"Deadly superstitious idiot."

A certain rough American man cursed, and then, together with his companions, grabbed the edge of the stone box.

"laugh!"

The moment the stone box was opened, a puff of white smoke came out from inside.

The scholar swallowed, and silently lifted the brittle white linen in the stone box.

A weird black metal book is lying quietly inside.
Undead Black Book!

(End of this chapter)