Hogwarts time travel

"What if we must stay?" The man smiled dangerously at Loya.

"That depends on whether you have the ability." Luo Ya smiled happily, as if he had been waiting for the other party's words for a long time.

"Boom—" The entire long table turned into fly ash in the violent burst of magic power, and a black beam fell on Loya's body.

Luo Ya touched the position where he was hit, and looked at the opponent.

"May I ask, what is the effect of your magic?"

The man's face changed slightly. This magic was created by him. The person who was hit would be corroded into a puddle of sewage within a few breaths. But why is the guy in front of him safe and sound?

While thinking, the wand suddenly pointed at the middle-aged man with gray hair behind him.

"Boss?" The middle-aged man looked at the wand in surprise, before he could say anything, a spell of the same color had already hit him.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah———— Corroded, and soon a living person became a puddle of pus exuding a strange stench.

Luo Ya blinked, and killed the younger brother before the battle, what kind of boss behavior are you doing?

Seeing the fate of the middle-aged man, the two people next to them looked at each other. The strong man suddenly bent down and rushed towards the man, while the woman rushed towards the window.

The diametrically opposed movements of the two did not bring them different endings. As their movements became slower and slower, they finally pinched their own necks and fell to the ground in pain.

"Boss..." The woman was already in a coma, and the strong man with better physique looked at the man in front of him in disbelief.

"You have already arranged everything..."

Loya was eating melons, and couldn't help but wonder, so this guy was already ready to kill these three subordinates?

"I know what you are thinking. You all think that I am crazy. Not only do I want to destroy magic, but I also want to destroy Muggles at the same time. But I want to tell you that I am not crazy. What I do is right."

The leader looked crazy, and pointed his finger at Loya.

"You think you are sober and know the truth of the world?"

"I should be quite awake." Loya said with a smile.

The leader ignored Loya, stretched his hands, and continued his speech to the empty room in front of him.

"This world...is false!"

"Our world is just a novel by a low-level writer. Everything we have experienced is a hypocritical forgery. All the pain and laughter we used to be are just the plaything of that guy..."

"So..." Loya asked tentatively.

"So I want to destroy this world!" The leader looked at Luo Ya, "As long as the whole world is destroyed and all logic is annihilated, this novel will naturally be impossible to write. At that time, we will be free!"

"So you think that all the people you kill are saving people?" Loya understood the guy's logic.

After all, Loya often feels the pain of being drunk when everyone is drunk.

But he felt that the guy in front of him was just trying to dig into a dead end.

It is true that there are countless loopholes in this world. Sometimes Luo Ya feels that he is a character in the book, and he has even found the corresponding evidence...

But does that matter?

Loya still firmly believes that all the decisions he makes are made under his own free consciousness and have nothing to do with anyone.

In this case, what is the difference between living in the book and living in the so-called "reality"?

In the world of life, one is just in one cage after another. A criminal feels that he is not free in the prison, so if he leaves the prison and is trapped on the planet, will he be free?

The so-called freedom is only a relative concept.

Taking a step back, who knows that the so-called "reality" is not a book written by another low-level writer?

Constant detachment, looking for real freedom, is a kind of unfreedom.

Because the shackles are set for oneself in the mind, no matter how many layers of nesting dolls jump out, they will not get peace of mind.

"Clatter——" There was a real sound of chains in the room, and chains suddenly appeared on Loya's body, locking him firmly.

"I know you have high magic resistance, and you can even ignore toxins." The leader looked at Loya with a dark face, and lit him with his wand.

"But there's something you can't resist."

The leader took out a gray cup out of nowhere. The pattern on this cup has been eroded and blurred by time, but it can be seen that it was very complicated in the past.

"This is a Holy Grail sent from Romania," said the leader. "Collect Judas' silver coins and cast them. The first vampire in the world was born by drinking the blood from the cup."

"As a wizard, you have a powerful magic body, but I don't believe that after you become a vampire, you still have no weaknesses."

The leader grinned grinningly and took out a silver-white long knife, and used it to draw on Loya's neck.

"Wait a minute," Loya's face became a little ugly, "How many years has this cup not been cleaned? No matter what you drink with this kind of cup, you will get sick, right?"

"Keep talking nonsense, you won't be able to laugh soon." The leader cut his arm and let the blood flow down, filling the silver cup below.

Luo Ya's complexion is complicated, this guy actually wants to drink his blood by himself?

nausea!

Although Loya is a vampire, he really never drank any blood.

Even because he was abroad, he had never even eaten blood sausage.

The silver cup infused with blood released a soft light, and this taste made Loya feel very familiar.

Remember that you have been exposed to this energy before.

Oh, it's silver coins. He had collected this kind of silver coins before, but he forgot about it later. He didn't expect to see silver cups made of silver coins here.

If I have been insisting on collecting before, maybe this silver cup is its final form.

But what's the use, what's the fun in turning someone into a vampire?

Seeing the leader approaching with a smirk, Luo Ya suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped the silver cup to the ground.

But the leader was caught off guard, and still maintained the posture of holding the silver cup.

The silver cup fell to the ground, but it could not withstand Sir Newton's great strength. The blood in the cup flowed on the ground, mixing with the pus that the middle-aged man had turned into.

The leader stared blankly at Luo Ya who was breaking free, and shouted unconsciously: "Impossible, how could you break free?"

"I forgot to tell you that I am not a complete wizard, but a fighter."

Loya crushed the chain like a snack, and showed his white teeth to the leader.

"Also, I'm actually a vampire, so I don't bother you to donate blood."