All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 352 The Devil’s Bewitchment, the Second Death

Stan, who is sleeping with me, is already snoring.

Adkin lay on the bed tossing and turning, pondering over the information in his mind. He vaguely felt an invisible vortex of conspiracy shrouding this resting place in the desolate rainy season.

Everyone in the inn has their own thoughts. Before the mysterious man named Linde arrived, there was already a conspiracy fermenting in a heavy rain.It's just that at that time, people were just indifferent and didn't panic.

Until the death of the first Cyre wizard - the shadow of the devil strikes.

Why did the devil haunt Linde?To get his soul, to work a sacrilegious trick through him, or to snatch the silver scepter?

The goal of the red-robed wizards is very clear, which is to get the silver scepter. Whatever the scepter's purpose, it must be important, otherwise it would not attract the rulers of Cyre.

There is also the female elf, who is also concerned about the whereabouts of the scepter.

It is faintly the center of the whirlpool.

Such an important thing was placed in the hands of a halfling cook.

Adkin didn't understand what Linde did. If it were him, he would have taken the scepter and hidden it, or hid it in a place where no one could find it. Tao Na is curious and ignorant, and getting the scepter will bring disaster.

Besides, he still didn't figure out how the red-robed wizard died.Lind said it was suicide, but was it voluntary?The devil is always good at deceiving people.Maybe it is bewitching itself now.

"Oh. Damn it..." He sighed unconsciously. The rain outside the window was still dripping.

He felt someone was lying, but wasn't sure who.

The only thing that can't lie is the corpse. Through a 3-ring [Conversation with the Dead], the corpse can be made to speak and answer five questions.

The red wizards gathered in the room, their companions lying on the floor. The undead are also mortal, even the strongest lich will die when the soul box is broken. In the eyes of the Necromancers, death is both terrifying and fascinating. By escaping from death, they gain the secret of immortality.

"He has betrayed Sarzastan's trust, but we will learn the secret of his life."

A stick of incense was lit, the incantation was recited, and the red-robed wizard held his posture and pulled the power of the magic net.

The deceased suddenly opened his eyes and let out a long sigh.

"Only five sentences." The red-robed wizard looked around at his companions, "Don't speak in a questioning tone, remember."

"We understand."

"How did you die?"

The deceased thought for a while and said: "I got the scepter and wanted to cast a spell to escape... There must be something wrong with the spell. I couldn't teleport away. I felt that the tattoos on my body were burning. It was the murderer of Sazastan. Got me."

The Sers looked at each other.

"When did you get the scepter?"

"After the warlock returned to the room, I created a high-level illusion to confuse you. After turning invisible, I found the halfling alone and asked her for the scepter, and she gave it to me."

"Where did you hide the scepter?"

"On my body."

The red-robed wizard stripped his companions clean, except for the spell-casting material bag, dagger, magic weapon, and dry food bag, there was only a small fork on his body.

"This idiot, he was deceived." "It seems that he was indeed bewitched by the devil... The evil existence of the Nine Hells is eyeing this artifact." "What should we do?"

When the dead man heard the question, he answered automatically: "Take the artifact and leave here. Flee to a place where Sarzastan can't find it."

"Shut up." "That's enough."

"One last question, why are you acting alone?"

"I want to get out of the control of Sazastan. He is a cruel tyrant. With the artifact, you can get powerful magic, and you don't have to be driven by the lich." After saying this, the deceased lay back peacefully.

There was a brief silence in the room, and everyone's eyes seemed meaningful.

They tacitly did not mention Sarzastan, as if they were still loyal to the old lich.

"If he did obtain the artifact, then it was most likely taken away by someone. Those two bards or druids are all suspects."

"When do we start?"

"...We must do it as early as possible. Before the warlock and the devil have a decisive battle, otherwise we will live up to Sazastan's expectations."

The Ser lowered his head and trembled silently.

The doors and windows of the room were closed tightly, all sounds were blocked by the barrier, and people in the corridor could not hear the conversations in the room.

Late at night, the dwarf uncle and nephew tiptoed out of the room on their short legs. The fine iron armor on their bodies made a scraping sound. Thanks to the endless heavy rain, it blocked the clanging of the armor and made no noise. .

Ballenda Horn tightened the straps of the backpack and asked in a low voice, "Uncle, can we go out? The devil is watching us."

"You really believe that man's story? The devil is just a lie. They're a bunch of liars conspiring to get our—(lowers his voice) diamonds."

Joyn Horn passed by Linde's room, gave a soft pooh, and continued to move forward. Passing by the Cyril's room, he saw a mouse hovering outside the door, his face twitched uncontrollably, as if recalling a sad event, speeding up. step.

"There are rats here," Barenda whispered.

"What inn doesn't have rats? You... Barenda, you have to be more careful. Your father's position falls below you. One day, you will have to shoulder everything in the Horn clan."

"I know, uncle, I just thought of the mines. The little mice will accompany us." Barenda frowned. There is no guarantee that you will not encounter poisonous gas underground when working in the mines. Rats are living tools used by miners to test the air quality. .

"Stop thinking about the mine. We will not go back, and the people there will not come out. When the clan warriors arrive to meet us, we will return to our hometown immediately. We have stayed here for too long, and the greedy flies are almost unstoppable. ”

Barenda pursed her lips and said nothing. She reached behind her back and touched the hard, huge stone through the wrapping cloth.

He put his hands in front of his eyes and thought he saw the blood of his father and the clan's miners.The corpse buried under the collapsed mine seemed to be staring at him faintly in the darkness.

The two uncles and nephews walked down the stairs quietly. The wooden boards of a certain step were aging, and there was a harsh creaking sound after stepping on them.

They all froze for a while, listening carefully to the movements around them, and found that no one else seemed to be paying attention, so they continued walking down.

The hall was pitch black, like a monster's stomach.The dwarf uncle and nephew walked slowly into the kitchen.

"There's just a little bread and raw potatoes here. The food is in the cellar."

"Go down and get it, Ballenda, you know I can't get under the ground, I'd be trembling."

"Of course. All right." Barenda sighed.

He went into the cellar and was pleasantly surprised by the inventory here, "That Jamal lied, there is plenty of food here, he just took the opportunity to increase the price, profiteers should be stoned to death."

Barenda excitedly filled his backpack with food, unaware of the approaching danger.

A gleaming dagger came around from behind and was pressed against the dwarf's throat, which was an unprotected part of the armor.

"Quiet." A hoarse voice sounded, "My dagger is poisoned."

"...Who are you? What is your purpose?"

"Let that short man outside come in." The hoarse voice trembled slightly.

"He won't come down. He's afraid of the closed environment. If you have any questions, just tell me."

"No, if you don't call him down, I'll cut off your ear." The dagger shook slightly, and Barenda suddenly jumped up, raised his hand to grab his wrist, threw him over his shoulder, and knocked the attacker down. land.

The sound of fighting attracted Qiao Yin's attention, and he asked quietly at the entrance of the cellar: "What happened?"

"A thief attacked me. It's okay, uncle."

"Get it sorted quickly. We have to leave right away."

"Got it, uncle."

Qiao Yin subdued the masked man, reached out and took off his mask, and saw a young man with a flustered expression.

"You can't kill me. Once I shout out and wake everyone up, you won't be able to leave."

"It's you! Why did you attack me?"

"Because, because you are rich, you have a diamond." The young man cried and begged, "I was not the one who came. It was the devil who bewitched me. Please let me go. I know I was wrong."

Barenda hesitated.

A crossbow arrow shot through the young man's throat.

Qiao Yin came down carrying a lantern and a crossbow, "Barenda, your father will be disappointed when he sees you. What should we do about the thief?"

"Severe punishment will not be spared...Uncle, why did you come down here? Aren't you the most afraid of this kind of place?"

"If I don't come down, you're going to screw up again. I can bear it as long as I don't think about your father's face."

Qiao Yin pulled out the crossbow bolt, inserted the dagger into the throat wound, and then placed the young man's hands on the dagger. During this process, the man was still breathing and twisting like a living fish.

Barenda looked away reluctantly.

"Okay, now he is just a fool who was bewitched by the devil to commit suicide. Even if others guessed it, we would have left long ago. Damn the weather... We have to change places to wait for people, why not go to Dagger Beach." Qiao With a proud smile, Yin pulled Barenda away.

The young man twitched on the ground, and the blood spurted from his throat flowed to the ground, flowing in the darkness like a living snake, condensing into evil and terrifying sacrificial runes.

The air was shaking, and the sulfurous smell of purgatory loomed.The young man's desperate face gradually calmed down, and then he showed a cold and enchanted smile, exactly the same as the dead red-robed wizard.