I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 86 God walks in the abyss (please order first!)

The corridor is still dark even during the day.

Flames scorched the walls.

Sisi, the sound of firewood deflagrating spread far and wide in this claustrophobic space.

But soon, a voice broke the silence.

"Boom!"

"Boom!!"

"Boom boom!!!"

Owen knocked on the wall more and more frequently.

It was like the bells of the dead, mixed with the 'click-click' sounds of multi-legged creatures stepping on the floor, ceiling, and walls, constantly torturing the nerves of the little wizard who was running for his life.

"No! Don't eat me."

Similar screams came and went.

Together they form a picture, a picture called Spider Scourge.

"They're coming!"

Owen, who was pulling Hannah, waved his wand again.

The tip of the staff shimmered, and a strange magical power engulfed the sundries on the ground, twisting them and rearranging them.

Then, like a mother of bugs hatching a swarm.

Spiders of different shapes and sizes rushed towards the crowd like a torrent.

"Owen~"

Hannah next to her was a little scared.

She pulled on Owen's clothes and looked at him confused.

"An adventure game." An unscrupulous evil boy said with a smile.

His transformation technique will not harm the little wizard, but the dark boss has his own little ideas.

"Come on! My children."

Owen spread his hands, letting the noisy footsteps echo in the chaotic corridor.

The faint fire was also extinguished by the waves of spiders.

In the corridor, it suddenly became dark and dark.

The little wizards couldn't see their surroundings clearly.

Their eyes had not had time to adjust to the sudden darkness.

Just a little flash of light, and the noisy sound getting closer to their ears, constantly squeezing their last courage and strength.

"Oh help! Help!"

A heart-piercing cry came from the mouth of a little wizard.

They ran forward desperately.

Just hope to escape this horrible nightmare!

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Owen's voice sounded behind them.

I saw him holding a staff, step by step, following their footsteps.

"Owen~"

Hannah looked timidly at the proud but gentle young man beside her. Her face was pale, with strong fear, but more of it was her trust in Owen.

"Enough! Owen!"

"Smashed to pieces!"

A loud light suddenly exploded!

Hermione held her wand high, and a raging flame suddenly appeared.

She was as angry as a male lion, the flames roared and swallowed the surroundings, which were originally the acromantulas dressed up by extras.

"Stop your pranks. If you still have the strength, you should deal with the real one in the classroom!" The little witch, Harry, Ron and other Gryffindors faced the spider swarm and went upstream. He walked up to Owen abruptly.

He looked at them, the corners of his mouth rising uncontrollably, "Today some idiot brought an Acromantula into the castle, and tomorrow there will be fugitives from Azkaban breaking into the castle. The day after tomorrow - maybe it will be Voldemort." "

"This is just a mock exam in advance."

"Just like you guys, that time in the basement on the third floor in the first grade did nothing but increase my burden." He put his hands in his pockets and wrote invincibility on his face.

"Besides, you don't understand, this is all business!"

"What business?" Hermione raised her head, not to be outdone, staring at the boy in front of her.

Looking at him seriously, he frowned slightly only when Hannah was passing by his side.

"Would any criminal need an Auror?" he said.

"Similarly, how can my class be sold if there is no castle in crisis?"

Owen spread his hands and looked at Harry, "Even you don't come to buy my lessons, what does that mean?"

"It means you're bored!" Ron hid behind Harry and shouted at Owen.

"It shows that there is no crisis in the castle."

"Crap!"

"This is not unreasonable." Owen smiled, and he suddenly raised his hand and pointed not far away.

There, among the crowd of little wizards, a tall Acromantula, which was bigger than other spiders and was as big as a car, suddenly appeared.

"Help!"

"Owen, save me!!!" The shrill scream resounded throughout the corridor.

"Look, this guy is still holding the fire stick by himself!" Owen rolled his eyes at the panicked Justin.

His expression was full of helplessness.

This is the case for a little wizard who has no sense of crisis.

Look at the protagonist trio, then look at his Hufflepuff trio.

Obviously last semester, they and Harry attended the same cram school, but now their reactions to the crisis are so different.

"Stop calling!"

After all, Owen stepped on the ground suddenly, and in an instant, a white mist burst out.

The extremely cold ice blade was like smoke, and quickly drifted towards the giant eight-eyed spider.

This time, the other little wizards around him also noticed that in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, the real acromantula had long since disappeared.

On the chaotic, messy ground, Hagrid fell to the ground weakly.

Dark complexion.

It seems that the poisoning is quite deep.

As for Lockhart.

Nobody cares about a scrap.

"Speaking of which, if you are bitten by an Acromantula, will you turn into Spider-Man?" He walked towards Justin step by step, not forgetting to tease him.

"Are you sure you can become Spider-Man?" Justin, who was hunted down, still teased.

"Oh? Are you sure you want to change? With one bite, you might become two pieces."

Brat, you are quite elegant.

The temperament is not bad.

But - strength

Yes, but I just don’t know how to use it.

If it is a bad environment like the Forbidden Forest, it is dark and overgrown with trees, and the acromantula hiding in an unknown place is still a little difficult to deal with.

Then in the castle, there is an honest duel.

With Justin's current level, it is by no means so difficult to defeat it.

"Whoo~"

The cold air, like a hurricane, froze the spider with its teeth and claws in place in an instant.

And what about Justin?

He crossed his arms with trembling hands, exhaled whitely, and walked slowly towards the crowd.

"You're really worthless. You only know how to run away from a fight. Are you holding a fire stick? Where's your obstacle spell? Where's your half-baked petrification spell? Where's the fire spell that can create sparks?"

"If you can use one at will, I can still look at you high."

"I—I forgot."

"Forgot you're a wizard?"

Owen slowly walked towards the Acromantula, which was frozen but still alive.

One step, two steps.

A violent flame burst out from the tip of his wand.

The flames are under the spell of polymorph.

Burning into the appearance of a long sword.

And the ice under his feet—has already melted.

Owen walked on the water.

Such as—God walks in the abyss!

"Watch," he said.

Then he raised his wand, and the flaming sword shot out suddenly, like a laser, and chopped off the beast's head with a complete and unstoppable sword.

The flames scorched the wound.

It didn't even shed blood.

I touched 3500 in the afternoon.There are only 2100 left after modification.It's really too painful to write jokes just for the sake of thinking about them.

In a fit of rage, I deleted all the jokes.