[Comprehensive] Road to Trench

"Sorry, have you been waiting for a long time?" Michel folded the fur-trimmed cloak and hung it between his arms, and walked quickly to Alex's side. The girl was much shorter than him, and he naturally lowered his head, his tone said softly.

Alex shook his head: "I just arrived, is it cold outside?"

"That's not true. It's much better than Durmstrang's." Michel wanted to grab the silver-haired girl's hand, but he stopped abruptly in the middle, even the smile on his face stagnated.

"...I'm sorry, I forgot that you don't remember me now." He smiled wryly and retracted his hand. His originally bright eyes were dimmed, like dusty sapphires.

It looks sad.

Alex hesitated for a moment, and said hesitantly: "Before...we had a very good relationship?"

So good that when Mikhail stood beside her, he would unconsciously take her hand.

There was a hint of nostalgia on Mihail's face: "I am your best friend." And the only friend.

"You tell me everything, everything we saw when we traveled together, you will tell me exactly what you thought when you saw those scenery, those people, and those things..." Mikhail gestured to Alex Walking side by side with him, the two of them walked towards the top of the castle, Mikhail's clear and clear voice that belonged to a teenager echoed in the corridors and stairs of the castle.

travel?Alex was taken aback for a moment. They had been to many places and countries, so she could learn the languages ​​of each country so easily?Because she would have, just forgotten?

Seemingly a little embarrassed, the blond boy hesitated for a moment: "...Actually, when I wrote the signature letter with you, I originally wanted to write 'I love you', but after thinking about it, you might still find it difficult to accept that you suddenly Why not have such a close friend, and finally wrote 'faithful partner', haha!"

He was smiling, but no matter how unreasonable a person was, he could hear the bitterness that could not be concealed from that laughter.

Alex hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand, and lightly touched Mikhail's fingers hanging by his side.

They presumably had a good relationship before.

Otherwise, I wouldn't subconsciously reach out because I didn't want to see his lonely and sad look...

As soon as her fingers touched her, they were immediately held tightly by Michael, as if afraid that she would run away.

The loneliness in the blond boy's eyes was swept away, and his eyes were as bright as the sparkling blue sea.

The boy's palm was very hot, dry and warm, making her cool fingertips warm up.

Alex felt that his face was also a little hot. Is the temperature in the castle so high?

In order to divert her attention, she tried to change the topic: "Where are we going?"

Michael was leading her up the castle, and Alex remembered that there were not many empty classrooms up there.

"I asked Gabriel before, and he told me that the empty classrooms that are not used by anyone are on the first and second floors, and there should be people on the upper floors."

"No, I know a very good place, very suitable for practice." The blond boy smiled and said, "Just follow me."

Alex tilted his head in doubt. Mikhail is not a student of Hogwarts, but he seems to have a deep understanding of Hogwarts... Just look at how he is familiar with all kinds of "trap" It can be seen without being taken elsewhere by the stairs.

Finally, they stopped in the corridor on the eighth floor, in front of a tapestry of Barnabas with a troll bat. Michael took her hand and walked back and forth in front of the tapestry three times. A shiny sliding door appeared. on the wall.

"Come on," the blond boy opened the door and gently pushed her in first, "Welcome to the biggest secret of Hogwarts."

Alex was pushed into the door, and his eyes widened at what he saw:

This is a very large room, with a bright red flame burning in the fireplace, which makes the whole room very warm.A circular embroidered rug was spread in front of the fireplace, surrounded by sofas.Bookshelves and cabinets lined the walls of the room, leaving a rather large space in the middle.

"This is the Room of Requirement." Mikhail closed the door, hung the cloak in his hand on the hanger by the door, and signaled Alex to sit on the sofa by the fireplace, "It will provide you with the room you need, I I used to live here for a while when I was a child, probably..." He turned his head and thought for a while, "It's about half a year. Do you like this decoration? If you don't like it, we will change it next time."

"No, I like it!" Alex replied without thinking, the room with warm colors is her favorite feeling.

Mihail's smile was deeply etched into the depths of his eyes.

"Come on, let's hurry up and practice the Patronus Charm."

The practice process went smoothly, after two or three attempts, wisps of silvery gas spewed out from the tip of Alex's staff, mixed with light like star debris.

"It's really amazing, as expected of Alex." Mihaier's eyes were bright, "It took me a long time to learn to spit out some silver light, and I almost pissed my uncle to death. He didn't even let me mention that he taught me. I am a magician, and I feel that it is too shameful to have me as a disciple."

"How come?" Alex asked in surprise, "Didn't Mihail's spell work well?"

Although at that time she couldn't see very clearly because of phantoms and memories, she also knew that it was the patron saint released by Mihail who saved her from the dementors.

During this period of time, she checked the information and found out that Calling the Guardian is a very advanced spell, and many senior wizards can't use it well, but Mihail uses it so fluently...

"Mihail's uncle is so demanding!" She said with emotion from the bottom of her heart.

"That's true." Mikhail nodded, walked to a cabinet by the wall, and rested his slender hands on the door, "Perfectionist, that's why I almost drove him crazy when I was learning magic—are you ready?" ? If possible, shall we start actual combat?"

Alex nodded, gripping his wand tightly.

He opened the cabinet door, and Alex suddenly felt a chill rushing towards his face.

The body seemed to be trapped in soft cotton.

Is she dreaming?

Yes, it must be a dream, otherwise... how could I see something like an octopus in the water where it should be my reflection?

The newborn illithid knelt by the pool, staring blankly at his own reflection in the water.

The body is lavender, the skin is like cold elastic rubber, and there is a layer of disgusting reflective slime on it.

The four mouthparts were throbbing violently because of the disturbed mood.

Very distinctive appearance, she comforted herself in this way—maybe she should not be used. From the content of the swallowed tadpole's consciousness inheritance in her mind, she knew that there was no distinction between males and females in this species.

And compared to just dying like that, she survived, which is already very good.

But the reason why the nightmare is called a nightmare is that it will not pass so easily.

She knows the illithid recipe.

There is only one thing on this psychic creature's diet, brains.

Not the brains of common animals like pigs or cows, but... the brains of intelligent creatures.

She likes to eat all kinds of food. As a member of the foodie empire, pig brains are no problem. However, she cannot accept this limited to the brains of intelligent creatures.

How can a person who can't even accept eating a monkey's brain raw accept himself devouring the brain of another equally intelligent creature?

What's the difference between that and cannibalism! ?

She forced herself to calm down, and she told herself that when a person reaches a desperate situation, he will be forced to accept it. At that time, in order to survive, she will probably eat things that she could not accept before.

She concealed her abnormality and waited for herself to reach a desperate situation.

Illithids eat at least one brain a month, otherwise they will lose a certain amount of vitality. If they don't eat the brains of intelligent creatures that provide them with nutrients for four consecutive months, the illithids will starve to death.

She is waiting for the fourth month to come.

But on the last day, she discovered with despair and relief that she was more afraid of eating those brains than dying.

Even races with different appearances, different origins, and even without a human-like appearance, but they have the wisdom to communicate with them, have their own history and past, can think, can communicate... She can't make such a creature Treat it as food!

What's the difference between eating their brains and eating human brains! ?

She didn't know what mood she was in. She still stuck to her bottom line at that moment and never crossed half a step.

The weakness of her body made her faint. She thought she was dead just like that, but she finally woke up.

She didn't know what had happened, the brains that were placed in the house for newborn silithids like her were still fine, not missing any of them.

She hadn't eaten anything, she was sure of that.

But she didn't die either.

There is a real god in Clemmons, which god will not let her die?

She didn't know, but since that was the case, it was time for her to try and live as a spirit sucker.

The monster thinking this way destroyed all the brains in the house, pretended to have eaten them, and walked out of his house.

Alex opened his eyes slowly, taking a moment to adjust to the light.

She found herself lying on the sofa with Michael holding her hand, and she realized that her hand was as cold as ice.

"Did you have a nightmare?" The blond boy reached out to test the temperature of her forehead, "You passed out. Let's stop here for today's practice... I said the practice is over, but I didn't say to leave now." He was very angry Hilariously pressed the girl trying to stand up again.

So Alex lay back obediently.

She thought she should find something to talk about, she didn't want to dwell on what nightmare she had, so she thought about it and asked, "Mihail, why are you so familiar with Hogwarts?"

The Room of Requirement... She had never heard it mentioned by any of the senior students, including the Weasley twins.

"This goes back to when I was a child, want to hear it?" Mihail stuffed the hot chocolate that had just been heated into the hands of the girl who was sitting up, and sat down beside her, "At that time, I was six years old, and in the summer, my uncle brought Follow me to England..."

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry, the author's thunder and lightning are particularly severe here, and the Internet has just been disconnected for a while...

枯叶之蝶扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2016-08-0123:08:29

Thank you so much~