178 Chapter 45, Alchemist

As soon as Fatil said Noble, Aglaia almost went crazy. How could this guy be unreliable than himself, and he actually called out his name like this.

The bearded man turned his head. At this moment, the expression on his face changed several times. He was shocked, frightened, vicious, and finally turned expressionless.

"Fatier Drasses."

Noble lowered his head and hissed in a low voice: "You're not dead yet."

"You are hiding here." Fatil said in shock: "I thought you were in London."

"Stay in London and be sent to Azkaban by you and Bohan?"

Noble spat on the ground and smacked his mouth, "It's so hypocritical, who told you to come here."

"Isn't that what I should ask you?"

Fatil pointed to the young dragon hanging in the air, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm doing things you can't even imagine, old friend."

Noble said frantically, the air gradually solidified, and he arched his shoulders. Hold the wand behind your right hand.

Aglaia turned her eyes around the two of them. Her father seemed to know the man in front of him.

Fatil didn't move. He asked, "Who are you serving now? With such a large site and so many equipment, the burden is not something you can support."

"And you, who are you serving now?"

Fatil didn't answer, his eyes drifted to the metal operating table, where a gray dragon egg was placed. In a daze, he felt that the egg looked familiar.

The memory dragged him back to the top of the mountain forty years ago, and he remembered that this was the only marked product in that storage room, its name was nothingness.

Thinking of this, his expression changed, he raised his legs and rushed to the console, reaching out to grab the dragon egg.

But Norber had already seen what he was thinking, and with a look of disgust and hatred, he waved his wand without hesitation.

"Critical Carpal Bone!"

A red light illuminates a corner of the cave.

In the blink of an eye, the curse has not yet touched Fatil. Norbert Hagrid was sent flying by an invisible fist, and hit the wall heavily.

Cruciatus cursed across Fatiel's side, and he grabbed the dragon egg.

From the gravel, Norbert Hagrid crawled out abruptly. He swayed from side to side and said with a hoarse sneer:

"It's lucky that your old bones can still maintain such flexibility."

He flicked the wand again, and the wand turned into a thin whip, wrapping around Fatil's arm in circles. Immediately, a ghostly green flame burned on the thin whip.

Fatil's face changed, he changed his hand, grabbed the dragon egg, and threw it in the direction of Aglaia.

"then."

Aglaia hurriedly caught the dragon egg. At this moment, she was in a trance, as if what she caught was not some entity, but a powerful radiation source.

On the other side, the clothes on Fatier's arms were burned to ashes in an instant, and the smell of burnt meat filled the air.

He immediately swung his wand and pointed at Norber: "Disarm you!"

The disarming spell accurately hit Norbert's chest, the wand flew high, and the flame whip disappeared without a trace.

But the moment he lost his wand, Noble's muscles swelled, and he gained a lot of weight. He stepped on the ground and flew out. He hit Fatil's chest heavily. Fatil took two steps back again and again. A trace of blood spilled from his mouth.

Noble held Fatil firmly: "You were the one who hindered me forty years ago, and now you are hindering me again."

"Are you working for Grindelwald?"

Fatil gritted his teeth and asked.

"My mother wants you to take care of it, isn't he your student?"

Noble grinned grinningly, grabbed Fatil's hair, and slammed into the wall.

When the head was only 0.1 centimeters away from the wall, Fatil pressed the wall,

But he still didn't let go, still grabbing Fatil's hair tightly, trying to press his head against the wall, so the two fell into a stalemate.

At this time, Aglaia, who was holding the dragon egg on the other side, realized that she saw the stalemate between Fatil and the other person.

So he immediately pulled out his wand, wanting to help.

However, Fatil, who was pressed against the wall, turned his head and yelled at Aglaia: "Leave me alone, run quickly."

Noble turned his head, broke free from the shackles, and jumped towards Aglaia.

Aglaia looked at the dragon egg in his hand, and hurriedly ran out of the cave. But within two steps, a thick stick lay across her feet, tripping her to the ground.

A half-giant boy appeared out of nowhere, he was swinging a big wooden stick tremblingly, he seemed to be hesitant.

Aglaia reacted, and she waved her wand.

"Quick imprisonment!"

Purple chains shot out from the wand, tightly bound the half-giant boy.

He fell to the ground without much resistance, and the wooden stick in his hand rolled far away.

Noble has already caught up and kicked his son's ass: "Waste, are you a mountain monster? Get up!"

Afterwards, she rushed behind Aglaia, pulled the dragon egg out of her chest, and ran out of the cave without saying a word.

Fatil pushed away the wall, and quickly stepped forward to pull up Aglaia, and the shadow under his feet quickly circled forward.

But Norber was very fast, and within a few seconds, he ran away and disappeared.

Fatil looked around and saw Ruburt who was getting up from the ground awkwardly, so he rushed over and grabbed him by the neck while he was not paying attention.

"Hey, stop! Or I'll kill your son."

Fatil yelled behind him.

Noble, who was running fast and disappeared, stopped abruptly. He turned his head. He looked angrily at Ruburt who was pinched by Fatil's two fingers, and covered his head with a headache.

but.

He only had a headache for a second.

Then he pulled out a huge alchemy pistol and pointed it at Aglaia.

click.

The pistol is loaded.

Norbert stared at Ruburt, and squeezed a few words between his teeth.

"Trash, don't you know how to run?"

"I can't move my legs."

Ruburt stammered, very wronged, and saw a black shadow wrapped around his leg, making him unable to move.

Norbert pointed the alchemical pistol at Aglaia,

"Old guy, we all have descendants, I advise you not to really tear yourself apart."

Fatil glanced at Aglaia, and loosened his fingers a little.

"Can we negotiate?"

"Oh, what do you want to talk about?" Noble sarcastically.

"Take that thing in your hand."

Fatil said solemnly: "I let your son go."

"Two for one, it's a bit unfair."

"I can persuade the Wizengamot to release your arrest warrant."

"Humph."

Noble snorted twice, not knowing whether it was disdain or annoyance. Then he put away the gun with a click.

Throwing the pistol to the ground, he walked towards Fatil step by step.

Fatil vigilantly bumped Aglaia away with his shoulder, and stared at the man approaching opposite him without blinking. The shadow under him spread out and turned into a winding monster.

Noble stood in front of Fatil and handed the dragon egg over.

Fatil loosened his finger, pushed Ruburt away, and reached out to catch the dragon egg.

But at this moment.

A smile appeared on the corner of Noble's mouth: "Goodbye."

The next second, he suddenly took out a vial from his pocket and crushed it in Lafatil's hand. The liquid in the bottle quickly entered the blood circulation in Fatil's body along the wound cut by the sharp glass.

Under the effect of that potion, the magic power disappeared in an instant.

Fatilda's breath was stagnant for a while, and he stumbled back: "Where did you get the magic potion?"

"Learned."

Noble threw away the small bottle and sneered, "This man, the more he experiences, the richer his experience becomes."

As he spoke, he picked up a large wrench from the operating table next to it, weighed it, and walked towards Fatil with a grin.

"Without the magic power, I see what else you can use to fight with me."

Fatil glanced at Aglaia, gritted his teeth, and closed his eyes. His face paled rapidly.

This weird action stunned Norber, who was holding a wrench.

I saw Fatil's shadow expanding rapidly. Afterwards, the shadow circled around Norbert Hagrid, and every time he circled, he seemed to be wrapped around by a giant python, his body tightened, his eyeballs protruded, and he kept struggling.

"The Dragon of Shadows."

Noble turned his eyes to Drasses, "You dare to keep such a weird thing that feeds on the spirit of the host." Noble hoarsely roared: "You are really a master, why are you not afraid of being sucked into a human being! ?”

"It's nothing to do with what you're about to do."

Fatil's face was pale, and he pressed him firmly to the ground: "What are you cultivating?"

"None of your business!" Noble hissed in a low voice, the veins on his forehead bulging.

Fatil took a few breaths, raised his head from the ground, and said, "Murder dragons, use the Unforgivable Curse, you have committed countless sins!"

"This is...necessary.means!"

He spit out a stream of blood and roared: "If you don't do it yet, do you want to watch me die!?"

As soon as the words fell, a big wooden stick passed through the air and hit Fateer's forehead heavily. The strong wind ruffled Fatil's hair.

Aglaia's pupils shrank, and she pointed her wand at Hagrid.

"Stand up and stop dead!"

Hagrid, who was sprinting wildly and wielding a big stick, suddenly joined his legs together, and kept sprinting forward in an extremely comical way. He fell to the ground and hit the corner of the console, fainting without thinking.

And the big stick that got out of control slammed on Noble's forehead.

Boom! !

Accompanied by a muffled sound.

Wisps of blood oozed from Noble's forehead, and he tilted his head.

Staring blankly at Ruburt who was holding a big stick, and then at Ruburt who was lying on the ground, he murmured sadly, "Why are you so fucking useless?"

After speaking, he fell to the ground with a plop, passed out, and twitched twice.

The cave returned to silence from the noise. The black shadow on the ground gradually became thinner and shorter, swimming back to Fatil's feet, and returning to a normal human shape.

Fatil looked at Norbert who was hitting the wall, and then at Aglaia who was holding up his wand. Pressing the wall, he let out a long breath, and looked at her with an extremely complicated expression.

Aglaia also looked at him, and the two fell into silence.

After a while, Fatil finally looked away.

"Thank you."

After a touch of color, Aglaia's face gradually rose uncontrollably, and she grinned: "Ha, this guy is really stupid."

Fatil didn't say much anymore, he walked slowly to the side of Norber who fell to the ground. Bend down, and poke your fingers.

Aglaia got up from the ground and patted his pants: "Are you dead?"

"Not dead, fainted."

"This old lunatic. Do you know him?"

"Yes, we met him. Many years ago."

Fatil stared fixedly at Noble's face: "But I never thought he would become what he is now."

"Yeah, I think you're alike enough."

After speaking softly, Aglaia strode towards her fire dragon, pointed with her magic wand, "Torn apart."

The juvenile fire dragons hanging on the top of the cave were released. Those juvenile dragons probably took some unknown medicine, and now they are all unconscious.

Aglaia counted the young dragons, and found her Welsh green dragon among them, and she patted its head happily. Fortunately, they arrived in time, and these dragons were not drained of blood to death like those adult fire dragons outside.

After finding the missing dragon, Aglaia tries to find her missing classmates. But after searching a lot in the cave, she didn't see any traces of other creatures, and her classmates were still missing.

Back at the operating table, Fatil was flipping through some parchments of Norbert Hagrid with a solemn expression. Turning side to side: "Biological fusion, sure enough"

"what is that?"

Aglaia asked.

Fatil put down the parchment: "The Ultimate Creature Project."

"What ultimate creature?"

"Many, many years ago, we met once, this is our common hobby, we both believe that fire dragons contain endless power, which can be developed and used to help wizards.

However, in the wizarding world, at some point, a secret rumor began to spread, saying that there is a perfect dragon in the world, which has all the advantages of dragons.

Super fast flying speed, unparalleled strength, the hottest dragon breath, the largest body size, and the most gorgeous appearance. At the same time, it has the ability to control all living things and stands at the top of the food chain. "

"Control all creatures?"

Aglea: "Is there such power?"

"have no idea."

Fatil shook his head: "No one has ever seen it, but I personally think it is just a fantasy, a creature imagined by some immature young people.

But Norbert believed in this rumor, or this legend perfectly fit his worship of power.

He has always been obsessed with powerful creatures. He believes in Darwinism, the law of the jungle, and no other rules in this world.

So he started looking for such an ultimate creature everywhere, searching for many years, but found nothing.

I reminded him many times that there is no such thing as a perfect creature. But he didn't listen, he was too obsessed with fantasy.

In the end, he made a decision. Since there is no such creature in the world, he will create that creature by himself. Eleven years ago, he stole a lot of my research materials about dragons and disappeared.

I searched for him for many years but couldn't find it, so I finally had to give up.

In the end, I didn't expect him to come here, and he still hasn't given up his fantasy. "

After a pause, Fatil sighed

Is it just fantasy?

Aglaia looked at the somewhat shattered gray egg on the console, and a bad premonition rose in her heart.

Fatil picked up the dragon egg on the console, and said softly, "This should be some kind of experimental product. I have to send it to St. Mungo and let your mother come and appraise it."

Aglea curiously took the dragon egg from Fatil, trying to feel what it was.

As soon as she took the thing, there was a cold whisper behind her: "Put it down."

Aglaia turned around in astonishment.

The half-giant boy who just fainted got up at some point.

In less than a second, Rubeus Hagrid suddenly took out a broken stalactite, grabbed Aglaia's shoulder, and stabbed her heart heavily.

The distance between the two was too close, and the opponent's movements were too fast, and Aglaia didn't react at all.

In the split second between life and death, Fatil grabbed Aglaia's other shoulder, and with his arm forcefully opened a thin slit, he blocked the half-giant boy with his body.

Puff!

Fatier seemed to be hit by a running train, and his whole body retreated rapidly, hitting the metal operating table heavily.

The half-giant has completely changed at this moment, and he no longer has the previous frightened and timid appearance. With one hand, he is pinching Fatil's neck, and with the other, he is grasping the stalactite. His face is only madness and cruelty.

The stalactites stirred in his lower abdomen, Fatil screamed out.

boom! !

Aglaia picked up a huge glass bottle on the table and slammed it heavily on the head of the half-giant.

The half-giant was smashed to the ground and struggled twice.

boom! !

boom! ! !

boom! ! ! !

Aglaia's eyes were red, and she took the bottle and smashed it on the opponent's head one after another, until the opponent's head was bleeding, and she didn't withdraw her hand.

Seeing that his daughter had been dazzled by fear and anger, Fatil struggled to get up from the console, rushed forward, and held Aglaia down.

"Don't do this, calm down, he is being controlled."

Aglaia struggled out of fear and rage, and took a closer look at her father, as if falling into an ice cellar.

A huge stalactite was inserted into Fatier's lower abdomen, stabbing him through. The man in front of him clutched his lower abdomen, and the blood flowed out from his fingers unstoppably.

Without saying a word, Aglaia tore his clothes, and a terrible scar was cut on his abdomen, and the internal organs could almost be seen wriggling inside.

"This is you."