Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 418: Kill your own demise?

() "Yes, you did say that you can help us solve the food problem..." Aragok said solemnly, "So... there is another reason-the dark wizard's head came to me Up."

In the deepest part of the spider's lair, Aragog and its first batch of children transformed by blood are surrounded by Maca. They all watched Maca quietly, and listened to the conversation between Maca and their father.

Behind Aragog, the leader of this incident is hiding in the shadows, as if he had no idea of ​​coming out to face Maca from the beginning.

"Which head?" After hearing Aragog's words, Maca continued to ask.

"What does he claim to be the "Dark Lord"..." Aragok said, "It is very powerful dark power, it is difficult for us to resist... By the way, he has a familiar smell..."

"Snake smell?" Maca reacted immediately.

"Yes, yes..." Aragok replied softly, "The blood of the basilisk makes us feel a smell of the same kind...dark, damp...sizzling..."

"What then? He wants you and your children to attack Hogwarts?" Maca asked lightly.

"He promised me that after he succeeds, he will give us inexhaustible flesh and blood--" Aragok's tone became a little cruel, as if a certain fierceness gradually burned in it." Delicious...human... flesh and blood..."

"Obviously, you have enough wisdom, but still can't suppress the temptation of instinct?" Maca stared at Aragog for a while, and finally shook his head, "But what makes you think he will succeed? Of?"

"Because..." Aragok said grimly, "You will definitely come to me."

As soon as this sentence came out of its mouth, a large amount of black gas rushed in from the hole behind Maca, and the black gas was tumbling and swirling... Silhouette of smoke.

Almost at the same time, Aragok and its children suddenly showed a strange black gas, and the originally gray spider eyes became pitch black again.

"It's also because..." Aragok continued, "We have more power!"

Before the words came to an end, the dozens of dark dead men who were not afraid of death and the giant spiders, wrapped in a strong black gas, rushed towards the Maca standing in the middle.

"Boom!"

Maca's eyes were slightly narrowed, and the wand was struck **** the ground with a cold face, and a rune on the top of the wand suddenly flickered. In an instant, a touch of ice blue suddenly spread from his body, and the icy breath covered the huge cave with a layer of frost in a blink of an eye.

All the spiders and the Dark Dead, together with the black energy spreading over them, were frozen on the way.

"Aragog, let me ask you one last sentence--" Maca said in a sharp tone, "Do you think you brought you up? Whom does your life... belong to?"

"Hmph..." The blackness on Aragog's body suddenly rose, and as one of its long legs stepped forward suddenly, the frost covered on his body suddenly shattered, "Yes! It's Hagrid-- Rubeus Hagrid! But..."

It paused, and roared coldly, "But what about that? He just treats me as a pet, and you—Maca McLean! You only treat me as an experiment. ! But this is right, no one is wrong-because in the end, everything will become food! The weak...become food for the strong!"

The eight-eyed giant spider, from beginning to end, obeys instinctive actions, and even the dead companions will be reduced to stubborn things. No matter how close their wisdom is to humans, from the beginning, the idea alone has been completely different.

"Really..." Maca chuckled lightly, "It's rare that I still look forward to the emotional **** between you and Hagrid. It's true... You can make me so disappointed."

"Crack—"

The frost shells on the rest of the spiders and the black dead showed cracks one after another, and the black gas leaked out from the inside, slowly turning into a pulsating black flame.

Looking at these familiar black flames, Maca couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"Has the power of the Dark Deaths increased again?" He watched calmly, as if he hadn't paid too much attention to the upcoming attack, "Voldemort's situation is really worrying!"

"Wow!"

Countless fragments of ice **** scattered and splashed, and the enemies rushed to Maca like a tide, and the black flames were tumbling and leaping like a real illusion, as if they had their own will.

On the ground are a large number of blackened eight-eyed giant spiders, and in the air are dozens of black dead. No matter which side they are, they will not fear or shrink because of death.

"You don't have a chance!" Aragok growled in its thick voice, "My children, there are countless!"

It's right, even no matter how powerful a wizard is, he will still be exhausted when he encounters enemies who will succeed in the future. Even though Maca's magical power is amazing, he may run out of magical powers.

At the final moment, Aragog’s children will drown him mercilessly.

But Maca didn't pay attention to its words anymore, only saw him raising his staff high, and several blue and white light beams shot from the rune and swept across Maca's body.

The eight-eyed giant spiders and the Dark Death rushing in front, all the black flames disappeared, and they fell to the ground and broke into icicles.

The spiders following them were blocked one by one, and the speed of their forward movement was immediately slowed down.

Maca said nothing, the beam of light swept across the air again. This time the beam of light was thicker than before by more than one circle, and its intensity was obviously stronger, and it directly wiped out the Black Death who flew from the air.

Of course, an attack of this intensity will inevitably consume a lot of mana, and he obviously can't use it all the time.

At this moment, Maca frowned slightly, as if he had suddenly noticed something, and suddenly looked back at the hole behind him.

It was this focused "eye" that made him sense a magical power rushing out of the hole quickly.

Even though Macadam waved his wand backhand, his magic power turned into a sharp blade and flew out at high speed from the front of his wand, bursting toward the magic power that was about to disappear within the range of his perception.

"...Um."

A muffled hum murmured from the darkness, and then the magic power broke away from Maca's perception.

"...Sokas?"

He put the thought aside for a while, then turned his head to look at Aragok again. At the same time, he drew his left hand around his waist and took out a small test tube stuffed with an oak plug.

"I'll give you a ride in place of Hagrid!" His gaze crossed a large number of spider hair feet, coldly looking at Aragok who was still at the end, "You should be thankful, at least I I also adopted some of your children."

The spiders around him have rushed to his side, running at the forefront and even raising the giant claws in front of him, and the mouthparts that are constantly closed are flashing with dark green venom.

The Maca that can be enclosed in it shows no signs of half-divided movement.

He saw that the test tube in his hand suddenly shattered, and the liquid in it evaporated completely when it came into contact with the air.

In the next moment, the spiders and spiders around Maca weakened weakly from the closest lap to him, and for a moment his ears were all rumbling to the ground.

"That's...what...East..." Aragok was also unable to support his body anymore, and the feeling of incomparable fatigue spread throughout his body, and he could even feel his own life being lost little by little. .

"Don't you think that I just treat you as an experiment?" Maca threw the broken test tube in his hand casually, and said blankly, "...I hope my behavior can make you feel Satisfied."

"You--" Aragok was suddenly convulsed, and a lot of green bubbles filled his huge mouthparts, "Sure enough... the blood of natural enemies... really annoying..."

"...really?"

Maca said lightly, then turned and walked out. With a light wave of the staff in his hand, a strong wind rose silently, circulating around the cave, and then violently blown out of the cave.

Betrayed by the creature he has transformed, how could he make such a low-level mistake?

From the moment when the bloodline transformation plan was first drawn up, he had already planned to leave behind. The difficulty of manipulating bloodline transformation is much simpler than perfect transformation.

But to be honest, he actually didn't want to let this back player come in handy that day.

In his impression, Aragog was ferocious, but he was grateful for Hagrid, the man who raised him and saved his life. Hagrid also had a deep affection for this little spider who had lived in the kitchen cupboard at Hogwarts.

In this way, judging from the habits of the eight-eyed giant spiders, the Aragog clan in this forbidden forest is definitely not one out of ten. Because these guys often eat the same kind, and the modified individual is obviously more ferocious~IndoMTL.com~Maca thought, while avoiding the big and small spiders on the ground and pacing, the magic book in his hand was about to Throwing it forward, he found a light and fluttering voice behind him.

"...I'm sorry...Hagrid."

He turned his head abruptly, and the fluorescent light on the staff suddenly lit up, only to see that Aragok's four pairs of spider eyes were again occupied by the gray color. Judging by the last sentence of "sorry", the previous behavior is obviously somewhat contradictory.

In the hesitation, Maca seemed to think of something. However, he saw his staff suddenly stretched forward, and a black silhouette of a skull headed straight towards Aragok's body.

Immediately, a spider soul that was being eaten away by inexplicable power was driven out of the body.

"It seems that the previous research is not wrong. Is the target of the Bewitching Monument really the soul?" Seeing that soul became a little bit broken, Maca frowned and fell into contemplation.

"...correct it, it's the soul that has been aroused by desire." After a while, he was a little bit authentic.