harry potter book of crimes

In fact, Enns had not been unconscious for long before. It was only the surrounding environment that caused him to be unable to tell the time after he regained consciousness.

However, he may not know how long he has been unconscious, but someone does.

"...Who? Who is there?"

Enns, who had just swallowed a lucky chocolate, suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of depression before he had time to try to solve the problem of the stone wall. And when the power of the elixir faintly told him, the feeling seemed to be strong.

On the ominous occasion, he immediately heard a slight rubbing sound——

That's definitely behind! Someone is hiding behind and peeking in secret!

Enns' heart suddenly tightened, and then he turned around suddenly, pointing the tip of the wand that was originally aimed at the wall at the entrance to the secret room where he came from.

"come out!"

His words echoed in the empty ruins of the secret room, and then continued to attenuate with the collision of sound waves, until they were silenced in the surrounding darkness.

The next moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared at the door, and the light from the tip of Enns' staff went away in the distance, barely illuminating an unclear outline.

"Oh, please don't point the wand at me, I don't mean any harm..."

It was a young male voice that sounded quite pleasant, and as soon as the words were spoken, the figure at the door gently opened his arms, and then walked towards Enns from the opposite side step by step.

As if taking into account Enns's alertness, the other party walked very slowly. But from the light and regular footsteps, Enns could read a feeling called "calmness" at this time.

He felt that the other party must be a very confident person. Both his words and actions seemed to be releasing this signal inadvertently.

When the figure finally walked into the illumination range of the wand's luminous spell, and when the darkness shrouding that fair and handsome face gradually faded away, Enns's expression couldn't help but change slightly.

He had seen this person before - not only had he seen him before, but he was also the last person he wanted to meet at the moment, bar none.

"You...why are you following me? What do you want to do?" Enns frowned tightly and asked in a deep voice.

"Hey, don't be so nervous!" The other party spread his hands and comforted elegantly, "You ask questions in this tone, as if you are interrogating a prisoner, right? First of all, I didn't follow you... maybe you also

Understand, you are not the only one who knows about this Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, and besides—"

At this point, the other party nodded towards Enns, paused and said: "-Maybe you don't know me yet, but it doesn't matter... Good evening, I am Draco Malfoy, Slytherin

A fifth-year student at the academy."

Yes, it was Malfoy who appeared here at this moment. But for some reason, when he faced Enns, he had a gentle smile on his face.

"Hello……"

Just like the last time he saw Malfoy in the underground corridor, Enns, who also ate a lucky chocolate this time, could still feel the strange sense of crisis from the other person.

Although the other party had a warm smile on his face, Enns felt as if he had fallen into an underground ice cellar, and an invisible chill immediately rose behind his back.

At this moment, the strange power of the elixir was constantly sending warnings to his nerves, as if it was reminding him that when the absolute gap is in front of him, even luck will be eclipsed.

.

The chances of escaping from this danger are constantly decreasing!

"Well," the smile on Malfoy's face became wider, "Well, why don't you tell me what happened just now? I think you should understand what I'm talking about, right?"

The other party's calmness was unreservedly reflected in Enns's eyes. He could even find a hint of contempt and playfulness in the other party's expression.

For Enns, who had always been proud and confident, it was like seeing a second self - or, in other words, a future self that was more than twice as powerful as himself.

No, that's not me!

My future self may have contempt for the weak, but I will never be so bored that I want to play tricks on the weak. How could it be me who would do such a meaningless thing?

That's right, although this Draco Malfoy looks similar to him on the surface, they are actually completely different in nature.

"Yes, I understand what you want to know..."

The thoughts just now flashed through Enns' mind, and then he actually moved the tip of the wand in his hand slightly to the side, no longer facing Malfoy in front of him.

"You don't understand the language of snakes, do you?" He suddenly calmed down, and then a smile gradually appeared on his face, "We are all classmates, there is nothing we can't say.

What? Of course, I can tell you everything I know—"

Before he finished speaking, a "Knox" sounded quietly, and the light at the tip of the staff was instantly extinguished by a counter-curse. At the same time, a howling wind suddenly passed through the secret room and quickly moved away towards the door.

.

"call out--"

In the darkness, a red magical light flashed past. When it reached the door, a figure could be seen dimly and fleetingly, hugging a broom.

Then, the red light hit the wall hard, splashing a cloud of bright light particles.

Soon, when a bright light appeared in the darkness, Malfoy was the only one left.

He was holding a wand in his hand, holding up the light ball that was also lit by the wand's luminous spell, and turned his head to look behind him at where he came from.

In his other hand, a cloud of smoke as black as ink flashed in an instant. However, the black gas only stayed in his palm for a moment, and quickly dissipated without a trace.

"...Forget it," the smile on Malfoy's face had long since disappeared, replaced by a look of solemnity, "In Hogwarts, you must be as careful as possible, even in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets.

The white frost covering the door was obviously left by that guy..."

He curled his lips slightly, and then walked gently to the wall that Enns had just inspected. Even if he didn't understand Parseltongue and couldn't understand the previous hisses, anyone who had seen Enns

Anyone with unusual behavior like this can probably guess that there is something fishy here.

"Is it behind here?"

Malfoy stroked the hard brick wall with his left hand, and then pressed his wand against the wall.

"Torn apart."

Since there is no need to use the silent spell technique now, the spell came out clearly in his mouth. Although he is now able to master the spell casting skills to that level, he still needs to maximize the effect of the spell.

If so, you still have to recite the mantra as clearly as possible.

However, the improvement in strength did not seem to allow him to show his due abilities. The separation spell that should have been fully controlled failed to create even a crack.

Malfoy's curse only shook off some dust in the cracks of the bricks.

"Tsk—" he clicked his tongue impatiently, "The wall has been enchanted... But that's good, at least it proves that there must be something behind it."

He firmly believed that the strength of his spells now surpassed that of all Hogwarts students, and was even comparable to that of some adult wizards. And this was only because he had long disdained practicing spells.

However, his extremely powerful dividing spell did not produce the desired effect at all.

"Hmph... shattered to pieces!"

At this moment, Malfoy was like a cobra whose territory had been violated. He cast out a more powerful curse again without belief. He believed that even if the wall behind was completely solid, this crushing curse would

It can also blow up a big hole in it.

Unfortunately, after a slight vibration, there was only a thumb-sized dent on the wall.

In fact, there was no wall here. It was an obstacle set up by Maka herself when she left. This wall was first constructed by the transformation spell, and then several solidified transformation slate spells were superimposed on it.

The entire nearby stone wall became extremely hard.

Of course, this does not have the power of rules attached to it like Dumbledore's Ice Coffin, but it is still within the conventional scope of modern magic.

The corners of Malfoy's eyes twitched slightly, and at the same time, black smoke filled his left hand again. This time, he decided not to worry about it anymore.

"boom--"

At present, both students and professors, including Maka, have gone to watch the game outside. And this Slytherin secret room is deep underground in the castle...

As long as you don't use this extremely special power to attack others and just smash a wall, you can't be noticed immediately, right?

When Malfoy's left hand was wrapped in black energy and fell towards the wall in front of him at an extremely fast speed, a heavy muffled sound suddenly vibrated in the secret room.

“Crack—click—”

Another burst of dust scattered down, and several cracks appeared from where he landed his fist, spreading in all directions on the wall. His surprisingly violent punch not only smashed a hole into the seemingly indestructible wall.

There were many pits and several winding gaps.

But the surface of his fist was only stained with some stone powder debris, and the skin was not even scratched.

He didn't stop there because one blow didn't seem to be enough.

"boom--"

So with the second punch, as the black energy dispersed, half of Malfoy's left arm went straight into the wall. He could already feel the space behind the wall, which meant that he had completely penetrated the wall with this punch.

Facing stone wall.

"boom!"

When he withdrew his left hand, the thick brick wall collapsed, spraying smoke and dust all over the sky. When the dust gradually fell back to the ground, the room behind the wall was also exposed to Malfoy's sight.

It's a pity that he didn't have the time to take a look now, because a broken piece of the fallen wall hit his feet firmly.

"hiss--"