246 Chapter 46, The Underground Kingdom

Under the moonlight, Ji Liya pulled Ryan and ran quickly on the deserted street. Her palms were so hard that the veins burst out, and Ryan's joints were painful. But he felt an indescribable impulse in this pain, which he had never experienced before.

It's like hearing an adult tell a story to yourself for the first time, using magic for the first time, and receiving an invitation letter from Hogwarts for the first time. It is an indelible impression.

It was hard to imagine that he had never seen this person in front of him yesterday. He had never even dared to think about such a thing before, let alone thought about it, but it just happened.

Is this my own destiny?

He couldn't help thinking, looking at the flying golden hair of the woman in front of him, her bare feet, and her shining skin under the moonlight, he very much hoped that this moment could be infinitely elongated.

The owl happily flew in the sky, making a high-pitched cry. A certain kind of wildness and instinct smashed through any rules and regulations, making him run behind this woman willingly.

But Ji Liya stopped shortly after. The moonlight disappeared above their heads, and she took Ryan to an abandoned train station. There was no one in the station, only countless overturned plastic chairs, and posters and paper scraps everywhere.

This reminded Ryan inexplicably of King's Cross Station, and he asked, "Why did you bring me here?"

Ji Liya took care of his shoulders and didn't speak.

When she reached a downward corridor of the train station, she bit her finger and drew a crescent-like pattern on the ground.

As a cool red mist floated by, the crescent moon pattern became transparent within a radius of five or six meters, like a layer of tulle, and under the tulle, there were dots of fire. There are countless tall and sharp domes of Gothic castles.

Ryan never expected that under this city, there was another city inlaid like a Russian nesting doll. This entrance is directly connected to the top of one of the towers. With the help of moonlight, he can see the bustling and bustling city below.

As long as you go down, it's another world.

"Our family's territory, without the blood of the blood race, no one else can enter." Ji Liya smiled and shook her fair and slender fingers.

Ryan looked at the entrance of the underground city, then at Ji Liya's smile, and didn't know what to say for a while. If it was yesterday, he would be ecstatic to have found this place, but now, he even wished he wasn't a wizard, but a Muggle who didn't know anything.

"Why did you bring me here?"

He asked: "I am a wizard, and I came here to destroy you."

"Ryan, don't be so rigid. My family has already known your whereabouts. My brothers are looking for you everywhere. When they find you, the only thing left for you is death.

"Already know?"

"Of course, to tell you the truth, there are many of us in the Ministry of Magic. That place has been decayed for a long time, and the only ones that are still supporting the so-called justice are you, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

She took Ryan's hand and sighed: "But in this day and age, all you can do is tear down the east wall and repair the west wall. Too many people have died, and that's all you can do. It's better to ride Stay young, stay with me, and enjoy life."

It’s okay that she didn’t mention Hogwarts, but when Hogwarts was mentioned, Ryan’s heart suddenly became flustered, he pushed Kelia away, and took two steps back, “It’s useless to talk, you go, I’ve already sent you here If I don't leave, I will really lose my face."

"Even if you turn your back on me, I will take you down. If you have an affair with me, people in the wizarding world will definitely regard you as a heretic, and they will not let you go."

"no one knows."

Ryan shook his head.

"Your companion knows that when he comes back and finds that I'm not there, he will really"

Before he finished speaking, a faint laugh came from above the two of them.

"You think too much, in fact, I will not kill him."

Ji Liya's face changed suddenly, she pushed Ryan away suddenly, raised her head, her fangs were exposed, and her fingers became extremely sharp.

Standing on the abandoned roof of the train station was a thin but tall figure. Against the backdrop of the huge moon behind him, his eyes shone with dazzling light, and he smiled brilliantly.

Through the gap at the top of the station, he squatted down: "How disgusting are you, Miss Bowman, pouring dirty water on me back and forth? Am I so despicable that I will definitely inform and kill my friend Is it?"

"You dare to follow me?"

The female vampire roared angrily, her mouth was split to the base of her ears, her body was arched, her muscles changed from soft to hard one by one, and the whites of her eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by an extremely angry blood red.

"Nonsense, I'm not stupid."

Hoffa turned a blind eye to the mutation of the vampire beneath him. He smiled and said, "However, thank you for leading the way, otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to find this place."

Boom! !

Accompanied by a muffled sound.

The female vampire kicked off the ground like a cannonball, swung her claws, and rushed straight at the boy sitting on the ceiling of the station.

"Despicable guy, go to hell!"

Hoffa stood up and stretched his neck.

In less than a second, maybe only half a second, the vampire jumped up and stood in front of him, its gleaming claws went straight to his heart.

The smile disappears.

The vampire responded with an unimaginably quick punch.

Accompanied by tremendous force, Ji Liya flew straight up and flew down again in an instant. She hit the ground heavily, directly smashing the ground out of a huge cracked pit with a radius of ten meters.

boom! !

Like an earthquake.

The rust on the dome fell straight down.

"stop!!"

Ryan rushed up desperately, tripped over the gravel while running wildly, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

The woman who had just pulled him to run with him had half of her chest sunken by the smash. She was deep in the rubble, vomiting blood and breathing hard, her face full of pain.

"Kelia OMG. Merlin Beard"

He took out his wand tremblingly and tried to repair the terrible wound on her chest, but he didn't know what spell to use.

Slap.

With a soft sound, Hoffa fell to the ground from a height, came to the entrance opened by Kelia, and greeted Ryan: "Hey, what are you waiting for, come here quickly."

Beside the blood-spitting vampire, Ryan raised his head in disbelief, and looked at Hoffa as if he were a stranger, "You are here, what are you doing?"

Hoffa strolled to Ryan's side, looked down at the blood-spitting vampire, then at the huge moon in the sky, frowned and muttered, "Is the vitality so strong?"

"You use me?"

Ryan knelt on the ground, tilted his head sideways, and looked at Hoffa.

"It's not about utilization, it's just cooperation."

Hoffa took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood on his joints, and said with a smile, "You said, we have to seek common ground while reserving differences. See, we have now found the vampire's lair."

Before the words fell, Ryan stood up suddenly, pressed Hoffa heavily against the wall, raised his fist high, and slammed it down: "You bastard!! You use me!!"

Hoffa turned his head to one side, dodging his fist: "What are you doing?" He frowned displeasedly: "If you can't find a place, you can't think of a way. Are you coming or not?"

Ryan pressed him, his eyes flushed: "Let me do it? I trust you so much, Bach, you actually did this to me."

Hoffa's face gradually turned cold, and he glanced at the time on his black glove, "Okay, tell me, what did I do?"

Ryan held his wand against Hoffa's chin:

"You know that I can't resist the temptation, and you also know that she will definitely charm me. You left me alone in the house and gave me a key for nothing. After I let her go, you chased after me like a cat playing with a mouse , in front of my face... in front of my face!!"

"Don't say that, man, you have suffered a lot."

Hoffa opened his wand, not looking at his desperate face, "Having sex with a beautiful vampire, how many people want to have sex."

"Then why don't you try it yourself!? You don't care what happens! What am I in your eyes!? I told her I liked her half an hour ago, half an hour later you want me to put her away The whole family was sent to Azkaban. What did I do? Are you still human!?"

He was incoherent, extremely excited, and punched Hoffa in the face with punches. But not a few punches. The fist was grasped by a bigger and stronger hand. Hoffa grabbed his arm, pressed his backhand heavily, directly pressed his neck, and lifted him up against the stone pillar.

"Don't throw the blame on me,"

Hoffa looked at him contemptuously, "I'm not so predictable. Did I take off your pants, or did I keep her from killing? If you can't make up your mind, you should blame me instead?"

"You set me up!!"

Ryan was being held up by him, and he shouted hoarsely, tears filled his eyes, "Since you are so powerful, why don't you do it yourself, I said I was scared, and you left me alone in the room."

"Since it doesn't work, go back to Hogwarts and practice for a few more years before you come out." Hoffa said coldly, "If you can't even control your mind and body, you can't be considered a wizard." "

The golden eyes have no whites, and his expression is also like a stone, unshakable. The muscles gradually relaxed, and Ryan, who was holding Hoffa's clothes, let go of his hands little by little under his cold gaze. Hoffa let him go, and he slid off the wall to his knees.

Hoffa pressed his shoulders condescendingly: "Someone has to sing bad faces and some people sing red faces, otherwise how can she believe it is true? Besides, this trick has been used on many people. You will believe that a person who has only met for two hours People will fall in love with you, don't be funny, it's all an illusion."

Ryan looked at the face of the blood-spitting vampire in the distance. She was breathing hard, lingering, unable to speak, but her eyes were still locked on herself.

What kind of look is that?

It is survival, it is pain, but it is not limited to this, there are other emotions in it.

Hoffa pressed his shoulders and squatted down: "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about this, just treat it as our secret, how about it?"

Ryan withdrew his eyes a little bit, and his voice was low and inaudible:

"You're right, I haven't cultivated enough yet. I'm not you, you don't treat her as a person, let alone me as a companion. That's right, you have changed. When you released the shield curse, You are so confident and kind, but now you have become so tolerant and cruel, maybe it is impermanent, but you are indeed the most wicked of all Ravenclaws."

He raised his head, "Afterwards. I won't meddle anymore. I will return to school, confess to my dean, and leave this matter to others."

"how about you?"

"Who knows, maybe I will be imprisoned in Azkaban with her, and that would be a good ending."

"You think beautiful." Hoffa sneered: "Do you think they will imprison you in Azkaban because you fell in love with a vampire? Ridiculous." He dragged Ryan up, "This is the end of the peach blossoms, huh Ryan Garethyn of Chippaqi, some things are just for fun, but if you are serious, you lose. Don’t forget that you still have the task of saving this city.”

"Maybe I'm not that kind of material at all. I have high eyes but low will and weak will. I..."

"Go in,"

Hoffa raised his hand without hesitation.

Boom!

With a loud noise, the vampire lying in the deep pit was grabbed by a pair of exaggerated steel claws and wrapped into a huge iron cocoon, "I haven't killed her yet, if you really want to save her, then Just go underground with me and find out who is behind the scenes. If not, she will definitely die."

Chloe was feeling terrified, and it had been three days since she and Hoffa separated. However, in the past three days, she has not experienced any hardships, and she was even taken care of by the well-dressed and well-fed.

A group of girls about her age took off the black and white monastic robes on her body, and changed her into a bright red robe. The texture of the tassels made her feel like she was wearing nothing.

At the same time, those girls would bring her all kinds of delicate fruits and meat every day. She didn't dare to touch the flesh that was still stained with blood. She wasn't sure what creature it was taken from. She only dared to eat a little fruit.

She tried to communicate with the girls who took care of her, and wanted to see if she could meet a kind person to help her get out of here.

But those girls who took care of her seemed soulless, no matter what she asked them, they didn't respond except for a sweet and unchanging smile.

Gradually, Chloe felt that these girls were not living people, but puppets driven by magic.

The fear grew, she wasn't sure where Hoffa had gone, whether the guy who had abandoned her was alive or dead.

It's not even sure if he will come back to find himself.

It should be, she tried to convince herself in her heart.

But another thought denied her thoughts like a demon.

If he was still alive, he should have been found long ago. With his ability, he should be able to find himself soon, why did it take so long? Could it be that he was tired of this journey and chose to give up?

Time passed slowly in worry and anxiety.

On the third day, the door where she was was pushed open on time, but this time, what came in was not the puppet-like maids she usually saw, but an old man in a luxurious green robe.

He has a gentle smile on his face and not much hair on his head. One hand held a pure gold dinner plate full of carved patterns, and the door was full of colorful food, while the other hand was tucked in the sleeve, which looked very deformed.

"Oh hi, how's your rest going?"

The old man sat down beside Chloe, and put the tray next to Chloe. She glanced at the plate and saw that there were only fruits in it, and she was slightly relieved. After coming here for a few days, she almost knew what caught her. Not a German wizard, but a British kindred.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, her tone still calm. It's a disaster that can't be avoided, she has seen this clearly.

"I'll bring you some food, and I'd like to ask Miss LeMay to help you a little." The old man in the green robe said, he was smiling, and his tone was gentle and hoarse, which seemed very magnetic.

But Chloe shuddered and shrank to the side. When this man smiled, he would reveal a large area of ​​bright red gums, making those who watched him fearful.

"Don't be afraid, I have no ill intentions towards you."

The old man said in a casual chat: "I heard people say that you have a unique power. As long as you have enough magic power, you can see what happened at different times, right?"

"That fellow Mance told you?"

Chloe asked back.

"No," the old man in green smiled. "I don't have to ask him. People from the Ministry of Magic told me. Don't underestimate my energy. I even know who you are."

After finishing speaking, the old man in green robe took out a thin glass needle from his chest and placed it on the table. Chloe was very familiar with the liquid flowing in the needle, it was the magic recovery potion.

The green-robed old man cleared his throat: "Ahem, I've always wanted to make sure that nothing goes wrong tonight, but I'm always restless, thinking that someone will come and ruin my rebirth night."

He pushed the needle forward, and asked gently: "I want you to see who might come to destroy my plan, can you help me?"

"You will be my gypsy fortune teller."

Withdrawing her eyes from the needle, Chloe said mockingly, "I'm really as good as you said, and I won't be in this situation now, becoming your prisoner."

"That's because you are too careless. If a horse is out of control, it must not be that it is not strong enough, but that the rider who drives it is not good. With me, I will help you master this power."

Chloe forced a smile: "Think about it, if you really give me magic power, I will just disappear in front of you, and you will never find me again."

"This is really strange," the old man in green touched his chin: "The person who told me didn't say that. He said that you will see some broken pictures of the past or future when the magic power rampage begins. If the magic power Enough, you will enter the state of time travel."

"Who told you?"

"I can't say that," the old man blinked. "However, if you behave well enough, I will take you to see him personally when tonight is over."

Chloe shook her head: "Indeed, I will indeed see some pictures when the magic power goes berserk, but this amount is not easy to control, if the magic power exceeds a little."

"I will hold that degree."

The old man in green interrupted her, "And you just need to tell me what you saw."

He stood up, came behind the nun, stretched out his broken hand from under the robe, and pressed her temple. Afterwards, half of the old man's body turned into countless chirping black bats.

The bat flew and picked up the magic recovery potion from the table, and stabbed it into Chloe's neck. Surrounded by countless bats, half of the old head stuck to Chloe's ear: "It's okay, just look, if If you can escape from me, you are lucky."

There was no room for resistance, the transparent magic potion flowed into her body from the needle, she gasped, leaned heavily on the back of the chair, rolled her eyes, and countless information poured into her mind from all directions.

At this moment, all sounds disappeared.

As if out of her body, she could see everything happening around her and hear whispers hidden in the gray blurred images. Her consciousness is like a ubiquitous ghost, constantly floating upwards.

There was probably a banquet being held here. Numerous maids shuttled back and forth in the gloomy castle neatly and orderly, holding various utensils in their hands, like worker ants in an ant nest, silent and loyal.

In Chloe's sight, their footsteps were extremely fast, and their daily speed was more than ten times faster. Her consciousness followed these fast-moving maids to a wide hall.

"How long will Grindelwald be here?"

She saw a man in a red robe impatiently asking at the banquet table going back and forth: "If you want to come, you should have come by now."

"Important people always show up late, don't they?"

Mance enthusiastically took the drinks from the maids, and helped them put fruit plates, wine jugs and other things on the table, as actively as if he was having a Christmas dinner at home.

The red-robed wizard said displeasedly: "I hope you know your identity. You are not only employed by the Wizards Association, but also an officer of the Germanic nation."

"What are you worried about?" Mance asked in surprise.

"I'm worried, have you put my request as the first priority?" The red-robed man said with a cold face, "Here is all the tableware. You have to tidy up. What do you think you are? A male waiter in a hotel ?”

Mance put down the gold cup in his hand, pushed him aside, and persuaded in a low voice: "Lord Kleist, be happy. Let me tell you, tonight must be a happy night for everyone. Everyone will get what they want , Sir will become the prince, and your son will return to normal, don't always keep a straight face."

"Little Muggle, if Grindelwald can really save Anker, I will open my mouth no matter how many passionate congratulations you ask me to give. Moreover, if Rusfan wants to counterattack the British Ministry of Magic in the future, I will naturally Full support.

But, you have to let me see him first. If Grindelwald doesn't come, your life will be in danger. I never forget the responsibility you have to bear. "

"He will definitely come, but maybe he just happens to be a little busy." Mance said with some uncertainty.

The two may have some follow-up conversations, but Chloe could no longer hear her. Her consciousness continued to rise, spreading uncontrollably to the surroundings, and came to a side room on the side of the hall.

Standing here are several women wearing transparent red fringed robes, which are exactly the same as the ones I wear, the only difference is that each of them wears heavy shackles on their hands and feet, and gold masks on their faces.

In a dark corner, there were a few red-robed wizards. They poked and poked the girl frivolously and casually.

"These Muggles are not bad looking."

"That old pervert has really good eyesight. If you ask me, it's really cheap for those vampires."

"What is the role of these people?"

"Blood sacrifice. It is said that the God of Night loves the blood of young women the most. If he wants to please him, he has to cut the throats of dozens of people."

"This kind of evil thing really exists?"

"God knows."

Similarly, in less than a second, the floating consciousness absorbed all the information here, and continued to spread to the surroundings at an increasingly faster speed. She saw more and more scenes, and the information she got became denser and denser. None of which she really cared about.

She passed through the rapidly piled up banquet tables, the line of maids coming and going like electricity, the creaking floors of the castle, and paused for a while at the attic on the top of the castle.

Here, in the dark corner of the attic, several black robes were whispering.

"The days passed. We took so much trouble, all the way from Paris to England, and got nothing."

"I suspect that fool Mance may be playing us."

"What is possibility? I secretly saw that guy named Flamel. She couldn't even cast a fluorescent spell, and she was about to become a vampire's meal." The black robe said sinisterly: "So, that guy Mance, They must be treating us like treasures."

"That's right, now the people from the headquarters are here, and he follows them like a pug, not daring to fart."

"If you want me to say, why are we still honestly following those powerful wizards, what kind of bullshit sees the future, what kind of new power. I know that there is no instant power in this world."

"Hey, stop the loss in time.

"Stop loss stop loss."

"Even if we want to stop the loss in time, let's not let Mance go. How could that guy not pay a price for fooling us for so long."

"how do you want to do it?"

Before finishing reading this message, Chloe's consciousness got rid of them and continued upward. This is the attic at the top of the castle. Passing through this attic, her consciousness came under the empty night sky and came to the outskirts of the castle.

In the sky here, Chloe saw a huge full moon. She had never seen such a big moon. However, from her perspective, the moon was not just a moon.

The ancient and obscure power gushed out from the star, and in a trance, she saw a vague object like a fetus swimming in the star, like a placenta, like a mother.

Driven by curiosity, she continued to float upwards. She wanted to see the true face of that vague and ancient star.

Pass through the barrier formed by the spell and reach the real world. However, in the process of going up, a familiar figure broke into her sight.

Those were two teenagers, one was standing and the other was kneeling, they seemed to be arguing with each other, and there was a vampire lying in a pool of blood in the distance.

During the dispute, the gray-haired boy noticed something and looked at the place where Chloe's consciousness drifted in astonishment.

After seeing Hoffa, the flow of magic power in Chloe's body stagnated. She exited that magical, near-omniscient state of observation.

In the next second, her pupils returned to normal, and she returned to the room where she was imprisoned by the vampire. Her heart was pounding, and her body had no strength at all.

The old man in green robe turned to her in anticipation, staring into her eyes with great interest:

"Tell me, what did you see, is someone trying to ruin my banquet?"

The appearance of the old man in green was still terrifying and frightening, but Chloe's mood was surprisingly calm. Here comes Hoffa, looking for himself.

She smiled and shook her head: "No, I didn't see anything."