All things are three at Hogwarts

At the secret construction site of Ravenclaw's tower in the Black Lake, in the room where the three arches of the rotunda connect to the blood pool, Alan Harris gently shook his slender and somewhat deathly pale-skinned fingers, meticulously carved A temporary arched stone door with runes closed silently and locked automatically.

Forgetting to turn on the lights in an environment lacking light is a common thing for the two wizards with dark vision.

Allen, whose vision was not affected by the environment, moved towards the blood pool with ease. The blue flame in the center of the blood pool gave some light to the surroundings, making it extremely conspicuous in the dark environment. The humid air moistened his skin as usual, and carried an uncomfortable smell of blood. Obviously, the chunks of flesh and blood living in this special environment began to squirm due to the arrival of the wizard, and their wounds that could never heal continued to leak out blood and tissue fluid.

And Ravenclaw has been in this room for a long time. She has not changed out of her pajamas. She is still wearing the blue gauze skirt, and the corners of the skirt are billowing like waves.

Allen walked forward with a smile and found that the smell of blood was replaced by a strange aroma. Before greeting the witch, he inhaled several times in front of several metal incense burners filled with incense next to him and discovered that The smell he just smelled didn't just come from the incense burner, but from the smell of blood on and around the witch and the mixed smell of hyena tree leaves and fairy wings burning in the incense burner. Taking off the fairy wings will not kill them, but It will make them very angry who love vanity.

Sensing Allen's approach, Ravenclaw took off the mithril stick that had been completely eroded by the shadow from the five-headed dragon stand next to her. Carved with magic and filled with runes learned from Netherese scrolls.

"Let's talk after we finish, don't get distracted." Ravenclaw said to the wizard.

Allen nodded. He found an empty incense burner from the debris around the witch, then threw a few handfuls of dragon claw powder into it and added the branches of the guardian tree. This is a magical sorbus tree that will protect the trunk of the tree that touches it. people are protected from attacks by dark creatures.

After Allen lit them with his fingers, he walked to the corner of another pentagram cluster on the ground next to the dementors that did not imprison any living creatures, and then carefully poured the incense ash into these lines drawn with mithril. There was some unappetizing smell in the air.

Alan could feel the dragon claw powder "invigorating" his consciousness, which would make his mind particularly sharp for the next few hours. Then, he began to recite the spell and started the summoning ritual. At the gate of the alien world, a guy who looked bigger than the average hell fiend was pulled out by an invisible force and imprisoned in the knot. boundary.

Judging from the chaotic power emanating from this blood-covered devil, the owner of this blood should be a devil from the bottomless abyss.

"Wizard, where did you know my name? What do you want?" The devil looked at the confinement circle and asked impatiently after realizing his situation: "Information, knowledge, or treasure? Tell me , I can finish my errand and go back quickly, I am directing my troops in a bloody battle and have no time to fight with you."

"Excuse me for a moment, I think we will be over soon." Allen, who has had many experiences in contact with the devil, no longer cares about the terrifying evil aura of the other party. He smiled slightly at the imprisoned devil. He bowed to apologize, then raised his palm, grabbed it in the air, and took the long mithril stick in his hand that seemed to be so black that it was absorbing the surrounding light, while a dementor struggled in the confinement circle next to him. It flew over, but no matter what, it couldn't get rid of Allen's restraint.

The devil, who is good at word games, realized that the hidden meaning of his summoner's lines and the other party's actions were not right, so he gave up the negotiation and started rushing towards Allen. Then he hit the invisible force field and issued a After a loud noise, he was bounced back and fell to the ground.

Allen, who believed in the power of his extra enhanced confinement circle, ignored the movements of the Hell Fiend General. He waved his arm casually, and the Dementor he caught fell silent instantly without making any sound. Splitting endlessly, the cloak it wore was completely separated from the bones of its body like rotten skin, disgusting flesh and blood soaked in water. There was not a trace of rotten flesh left on those dark smooth bones. In the blood pool Under the illumination of the medium blue flame, it glows quietly.

Ravenclaw also came over and started to help. She used magic to remove the spine from the dementor's remaining skeleton, and removed the excess ribs, leaving only the entire curved spine.

Then the two of them focused on carving magic runes. With precise magic control and tacit cooperation, the dementor's spine bones were also carved with dense magic runes. After all the bones and spine were carved, La Winclaw no longer looked at the skeleton, but turned around and approached the blood pool. Allen began to control what was now a bit like a bone centipede and let it climb up the long black mithril stick. When it reached the appropriate position, The bone spurs that were densely packed on both sides of the spine and protruded like centipede legs began to close up in rows, tightly wrapping the mithril staff like a tooth comb.

Seeing Allen turn around, the devil realized something was wrong. It rushed over again, but failed too. Its resentment and malice are endless. If it follows its will, it will jump up thousands of times. But Allen has used the ability of arcane hands to lock the devil's throat in the air and lift it up in the air. Let the devil move to the edge of the confinement circle, and then use the specially strengthened scalpel tied around his waist to cleanly cut open the devil's skin and flesh that can resist damage, allowing the highly corrosive blood to flow. Under the control of Ravenclaw, these filthy acid-like liquids flowed into a unique huge ceramic water tank.

"Ahem... wait, wizard... what do you want...? Let me go, I can give you... anything." The strong desire to survive made the devil's vague begging voice come from the locked throat. came out, and then saw that the wizard was unmoved, he said again, "You know...my lord Bayer will not...let you go!"

"Amon, who do you think gave me your name?" Ravenclaw's light voice came over, making the devil's eyes widen in despair. The witch continued to add: "Your master Bayer Much like you, he started out as a trembling and writhing lemure with no sense of mind. With his own cunning efforts and cruelty, he climbed up the ladder with great difficulty, and was finally promoted to the position of a pit fiend, and successfully became a lemure. A devil general. But the difference is that for his military exploits, he was appreciated by the Archduke Zariel of Avernus, the first level of Baator Hell at that time, and finally successfully launched a coup to overthrow it, and then successfully became a possessor. The unique form of the Devil Archduke, and you have won the attention and vigilance of your lord with your quite good military exploits and reputation... So he and I have this cooperation, each getting what we need..."