Hogwarts and the Unspeakable

Just like the test results will eventually be released, the magic riot finally arrived.

Although Allen tried hard to suppress it, things often did not change according to human will.

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The noble Earl of Glamorgan, Sir Humphry Appleby, held more than one ancestral castle.

Now, he is enjoying a holiday with his son at his castle in Yorkshire.

As permanent undersecretary, the busy Sir Humphrey rarely gets a break.

Not only that, if anything big happens, he must return to London to take charge of the work.

At this time, he and his son were leisurely basking in the sun.

For any pure-blood noble family, a squib unable to use magic is a disgrace to the family.

But for Sir Humphrey Appleby, he obviously didn't care about this, and even felt a little lucky.

In order not to make his beloved son sad, he deliberately locked the house elves underground to prevent these dead heads from irritating his precious son. If anything like being a squib made Alan angry, I'm afraid he would tell the elf Crisp to get out of here in a fit of rage. An elf who valued honor more than life would undoubtedly die, so it was best for everyone to let him stay underground.

However, Sir Humphrey believes that his child has ten thousand advantages but one fatal flaw.

Allen is too sensible, too well-behaved, and too gentle.

Just like his mother.

In the magical world of swords and swords, this is really too dangerous. The world is too cruel, and any benevolence in women is seeking death. Along the way, apart from those who are finished because of stupidity, most people are killed out of soft-heartedness.

For this reason, he painstakingly prepared a "catfish" for his child, to stimulate his child a little, so that he could change little by little, learn the coldness and hatred behind the smile, and learn to stand up and resist bravely. This is how he can Be truly responsible for him.

Diary Brando, he’s exactly what he’s ready to be as a good catfish.

Born into a poor family, he has a cunning, reckless and shameless personality, and is nothing but clever. He happens to be an excellent candidate for sacrifice.

Counting the time, he will be there soon, right? Sir Humphrey looked at the distance and his son Alan with a smile on his face, but with dangerous calculations in his heart.

At this time, Allen was lying leisurely on the lounge chair, feeling the breeze blowing, which meant leisurely.

"Woof woof!" Daniel shouted happily, running over from the corner, running here and there, and then ran to lie down in front of Allen, showing his white belly and acting coquettishly, making his closest little master purr and furry. .

"Be good." Allen supported Daniel's arms, picked up the big dog's belly, and jumped up happily.

Humphrey watched their play and poured himself half a glass of whiskey.

Daniel was brought here by his mother. At that time, not long after Allen was born, he was still a little black puppy. I didn't expect that he would grow so big in a blink of an eye.

Humphrey took a sip.

That's right, no wonder he thinks so, Daniel is one of the last thoughts his mother has for Alan.

Thinking of this, Jazz sighed.

Everything happened so suddenly, but he swore to her that even if he didn't protect her, he would definitely protect their child.

I dreamed of her again a few days ago, and she asked Humphrey why he didn't strip Allen out of this Vanity Fair.

This time, even if he has to face heart-wrenching pain, even if he has to pretend to be a bad father, Humphrey must perform this play well!

Humphrey steeled his resolve.

As for Diary Brando? Give him the title of EEC specialist or multinational company consultant.

Send him off happily, send him out happily and that's it.

I believe he will definitely be happy with it. After all, even the director's political advisor likes this kind of position. There is no reason why he shouldn't like it.

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On a June day, a child's face changes at will.

The sky was sunny before, but soon it became cloudy. The weather in summer is changing so quickly.

The sky was overcast, with that unique sultry feeling of reduced air pressure before a storm.

It was as if the day had turned into night.

An antique carriage carried Diary to the castle.

In order to breathe fresh air, Appleby Manor does not allow any motor vehicles to enter. Only pollution-free horse-drawn carriages are qualified to carry people here. However, in fact, the father and son suffered a lot in London. The reason why the manor did not allow vehicles to enter was for the sake of peace and quiet. To be precise, those who have money and leisure.

No matter what, I listen to my dad. He does whatever he likes.

Allen thought out of boredom.

In front of the castle gate, Allen had already put on his formal clothes and was waiting there leisurely.

With a phone call to remind you, you will naturally have enough time to prepare.

"This weather is outrageous. In Britain, which has a temperate maritime climate, it is very rare to foresee heavy rain."

Allen secretly yawned. He had seen his own carriage many times. For the first time, I would be surprised that "my home is so spacious." Later, I would get used to it, and that would be it. It's nothing special. In fact, I heard that there are very few rules here, and many old pure-blood magic aristocrats have more rules in their homes.

Seeing the carriage approaching a little bit, Allen showed a perfect but extremely hypocritical smile.

At this time, the door of the carriage opened with a bang, and the suitcase was thrown out and fell to the ground.

A blond, blue-eyed boy wearing a suit who looked older than him jumped out of the carriage!

He tried his best and landed on the ground boldly. It seemed that there was a lot of movement, but he landed firmly.

"?"

Allen felt that the scene before him seemed a bit familiar. His father only asked him to come out to greet the guest, but did not say who it was.

The boy raised his hands proudly, like a king coming to his territory.

"Hello, I'm Alan Arnold Appleby."

If you don’t know his name, you can only introduce yourself first.

"Diary Brando."

Allen didn't hear it clearly, but he vaguely felt that something was wrong. "Brando?"

At this moment, Daniel saw a guest coming, and Allen smiled broadly, so he understood that the visitor was someone he could get close to.

Daniel ran over happily, ready to hug, act coquettishly, and tickle.

"Please don't worry. Daniel is my old dog. It's not convenient to tie him up. He will never bite."

Allen explained to Diary with a smile, although he did not hear Diary's name clearly.

Daniel ran around Diary and Alan, spinning around.

At this moment, Diary kneed Daniel in the face! Diary's face was ferocious and his expression was terrifying.

Allen clenched his fists and narrowed his eyes, but remained silent.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

Allen looked at Diali kindly and asked softly.

"Hmph. Is this the eldest son of the Appleby family? He has money, status and everything. Let me, Diary, completely crush your reason and replace him."

Diary thought viciously in his heart.

"Don't think that just because I live in your house, you can show off in front of me."

"I like to be number one. I want to be number one. Do you understand?"

"I won't let anyone show off in front of me."

Diary looked at Allen's timid smirk, walked up to Allen and whispered in Allen's ear.

"Also, I hate dogs."

Diali smiled mockingly, his ferocity undisguised.

"It's not that I'm afraid of dogs, but when I see them trying to please people, I feel like vomiting."

"Don't let Danny, that stupid dog, come near me, Diary Brando. Otherwise, I will kill him!"

Dialli threatened fiercely, and because he spoke too fast, "Dialli" became "Dior".

Now Allen finally heard clearly that this wild boy's name was "Dio Brando".

Diary did not see Allen's expression clearly. The moment he turned his back to Allen, the veins on Allen's face were exposed, and he was already struggling to suppress the anger in his heart. When he heard the name "Dior Brando", Allen rolled his eyes and completely lost his mind. He could only hear this voice echoing in his ears:

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It was radiating, gelatinous, twisting liquid malignancy;

It was a festering, dripping, howling pseudopod;

It was an indescribable, kleptomaniac, overgrown cry.

"THERADIANT, GELATINOUS, WARPED, FLUIDMALIGNANCY..."

"THATFESTERING, DRIPPING, HOWLINGPSEUDOPOD..."

"THENAMELESS, KLEPTOMANIACAL, OVERGROWNWAIL..."

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Anger overwhelmed his mind.

The remaining sanity is also thinking about this question:

If he is "Dio Brando", is he "Jonathan Joestar"?

So Dad is "George Joestar"?

No! How difficult this love is! Alan will never allow anyone to harm Sir "Humphrey Appleby"!

Anyone who wants to harm him must step over his own body first!

No one can! Hurt your own dad!

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At this time, a lightning flashed in the sky! There was lightning and thunder, and the sound was deafening!

"What are you doing? It's going to rain. Come back and take shelter from the rain and eat!"

Humphrey Appleby's concerned voice came over.

"Hey! Didn't you hear? Let's go now!"

Diary Brando urged impatiently. After exhausting his patience, he grabbed Allen's clothes and pulled them back.

However, Allen's body was as motionless as a rock.

At this time, Daniel screamed in fear! It's like discovering the most terrifying thing in the world, beyond the limits of its understanding!

Within a few seconds, he even began to foam at the mouth, twitched and went crazy.

"Did you know that Daniel is a precious relic left to me by my mother?"

After Allen said the last sentence, his consciousness fell into infinite darkness.

At this time, Diary felt something was wrong. He raised his head little by little and looked at Allen, who had his back to the manor.

At this time, Allen's mouth and eyes were crooked, and his mouth was drooling. His expression seemed to be suppressing extreme pain, but also as if he had discovered the most wonderful thing in the world. His eyes rolled white and he looked up to the sky seriously. Non-Euclidean geometric, scaly, gloomy, dark, protruding tumors began to appear on his face, exuding a foul odor! His originally cute and well-behaved face turned out to be so ugly and terrifying! It looked like he was unconscious! After just one glance, Diary instinctively felt that it was the pressure of an ancient, nameless, crazy, abnormal, blasphemous, abominable, ghostly and demonic species that surpassed all human speech. !

At the second glance, Diary could no longer see Allen's face clearly, nor could he capture the indescribable feeling of terror.

At this time, there is only a strange, vague, full of radiation at a glance, harmful to health, indescribable, and incoherent vast smoke.

"Lumos!"

Sir Humphrey Appleby shouted!

"Patronus Charm!"

A big running rabbit suddenly jumped out and jumped towards the mutated Allen. But it's too late!

Allen's cute face quickly festered, grew larger, became covered with fungi, and finally turned into a ghastly face with gills!

Scales grew on his arms, abdominal muscles grew on his belly, and all the body fat turned into muscles in an instant!

The surroundings are filled with the smell of rancidity and fish!

"The Deep Diver!"

Diary Brando was so frightened that he said that word in horror!

"No!"

Humphrey Appleby shouted in despair!

The scene he least wanted to see happened!

No matter how you avoid it! No matter what the effort! It still happened!

Is this his fate, the tragic fate of their family? !

The rain was pouring down, but Diali's feet were weak because of fear.

At this time, he remembered what his father told him before he died.

"Child, the most important thing for people like us is our eyesight. Some people may call you 'the savior of the wicked' in the future, but never forget humility. In the face of the real boundless evil, we are just lambs to be slaughtered. And the wretch.”

Those eyes with a faint blue light were emotionless, but seemed to contain all the filth in the universe.

Diary knew,

Deep divers are the most threatening species in human history, but the species closest to humans.

They don't know why they appear, and they don't know why they disappear.

They have no sense.

People only know that every time they appear, they bring crisis, madness, war, hunger, and plague. Everything is ominous.

They are the real evil, they are the real enemies of humanity.

He was so oppressed that he couldn't move at all. Diary looked down and even his pants were soaked with fear.

"Deep Diver" picked up Dialli's head with one hand and Dialli's feet with the other.

The demon looked like it was going to tear the poor boy apart.

Faced with such a terrifying existence, all Diary could do was wait like a lamb and a pig.

Humphrey watched in despair as his lovely son turned into a monster, but he was powerless and knelt on the ground in despair.

At this moment, the "Deep Diver" let go of Diari.

Only then did Diari regain his remaining strength, and rolled and crawled to run away, but was grabbed by the neck by the "Deep Diver".

With one finger, he penetrated Diali's brainstem. There was no pain, it was clean and crisp, you wouldn't even feel it, and it was over.

It was pouring rain from the sky, like pouring it down with a basin.

Humphrey knelt on the ground in despair, watching the "Deep Diver" slowly walk over, and closed his eyes. . .

He was prepared to kill at the slightest provocation, since everyone he cared about was dead anyway. Even if he continues to live, he will only serve as a humble servant of society.

In fact, during the transformation process just now, Eren could be killed by using "Split" or "Avada Kedavra".

But he still couldn't bear to do something to his last relative, he might as well die in his hands.

The "Deep Diver" walked over step by step and came to Humphrey with overwhelming pressure.

Finally, he gave Humphrey a hug and fell straight back.

The "Deep Diver" fur dissipated, leaving only the unconscious Allen lying in the rain.

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Since then, Sir Humphrey has always thought that it was Allen's first magic riot.

But he will never know,

At that time, transforming into a "deep diver" and killing people was an intentional act by his proud son.

He didn't notice that sometimes, his gentle son's eyes would sparkle with crazy fire.

Later, people called this flame "Dark Will".

What I want, I have to get it at any cost!

Those who obey me prosper, those who oppose me perish!

This was what Allen really thought at the time.