Mysterious Walker at Hogwarts

"What sound do you hear?" Rolf made a silent gesture. After the treasure room suddenly became quiet, he could vaguely hear a rustling sound coming from around him, as if there were a group of small things on the ground. Crawling.

"What is this noise? Could it be a spider?" Ron was so frightened that his voice changed.

Dean sighed, and sure enough he came anyway.

Although the map doesn't say what the danger in the treasure room is, it is definitely more threatening than the resurrected statue.

Hobi and Niffler must have sensed danger before they gave up playing and hid in their pockets.

"Ron, don't worry, it's definitely not a spider. Even if there are spiders in the pyramid, they are very few in number." Rolf showed off his professional look.

"What kind of bugs live in pyramids?" Dean asked.

"Any insect is fine, as long as it's not a sacred beetle." When Rolf mentioned the name of the sacred beetle, his body couldn't help but tremble.

"Holy Beetle? It doesn't seem to be mentioned in Master Newt's book." Dean recalled.

"Of course not, it's not a magical creature, but it's more terrifying than a magical creature." Rolf's face looked a little unnatural.

"How terrible?"

"The sacred beetle, also known as the burial beetle, feeds on human corpses. If we encounter it, we will be eaten without even the bones left!" Rolf said in a solemn tone.

"I don't think we'll be so unlucky." Dean glanced at Lucky Star Ron, who was in great shape.

It's a pity that the luck brought by Ron's bond is limited, and the probability is very touching, not to mention that another team uses Felixir to compete with Ron for luck.

"Now you understand, this is the consequence of procrastination. Something will always find us." Dean shrugged, pointed his wand and drew a circle around them: "Fire is raging!"

A blazing ring of fire appeared around them, enclosing them within it.

"Is the Fire Curse useful?" Ron looked around worriedly.

"Generally speaking, poisonous insects and beasts are afraid of flames. Dean's choice is very correct." Rolf's comment made Ron's expression relaxed a lot.

"But the Fire Spell can only protect our surroundings, but it can't do anything against attacks from above our heads and below our feet." Dean added.

"Then we are still in danger?" Ron's newly improved mood immediately became worse.

"Dean, don't scare him. If something really attacks from above and below..." Before Rolf could finish his words of relief, he heard Ron scream.

"Look, what is that?" Ron asked, pointing to the trap door they entered just now, where a thumb-sized beetle that looked like it was carved from obsidian appeared.

"Holy Beetle!" Rolf's expression changed dramatically.

"Did you really guess it? I think you have the vision, right?" Dean teased.

"Stop joking, think about how to escape!" Rolf could no longer maintain his composure. He took out a bottle of dark green potion that occasionally burst out with red flames. "This is a bottle of formic acid from red fire ants. It should be These sacred beetles can be restrained, but the amount is too small, and I’m afraid they won’t be able to protect us for long.”

"It doesn't matter, there's only one." Ron said soberly.

Unfortunately, before he finished speaking, he saw a large black sacred beetle crawling out of the trap door, and in the blink of an eye, it filled the area outside the treasure room's fire ring like a tide.

The fire spell that Dean had arranged in advance was very intimidating to the sacred beetles. No one dared to cross the fire ring, but the sacred beetles were not helpless. They crawled from the wall to the ceiling, and slowly gathered above the heads of the three of them.

I believe that before long, they will fall from the sky and break through the defensive circle of the Fire Curse.

"These sacred beetles are quite smart. Isn't it a pity that they are not listed as magical creatures?"

"Are you still in the mood to joke?" Rolf wished he could open Dean's brain to see what was inside.

"Still the old way, hide in your pockets and leave, give me the formic acid." Dean said in a tone that left no room for doubt.

"I-I don't want it!" Ron felt creepy just thinking about those spiders in his pocket.

"Collapsed!" Rolf knew the seriousness of the situation at hand, so he didn't waste any time talking to Ron and directly knocked him down with a stun spell. He also muttered: "Being with a spider is better than feeding a sacred beetle." .”

Dean took the formic acid from the fire ants from Rolf and said, "Please Ron. By the way, study the silver alarm clock in your pocket and you may find something unexpected."

"Are you okay? This bottle of formic acid can't destroy so many sacred beetles." Rolf was a little worried, but there was no better way. He had clearly realized the strength gap between him and Dean. Only in Dean's hands , formic acid will have the greatest effect.

"If my guess is correct, the sooner you figure out how to use that alarm clock, the greater my chance of escaping." Dean smiled and forced Rolf into his pocket.

It's too late to ramble any further.

After putting his pocket away, Dean immediately entered a foggy state and crushed the bottle containing formic acid at the same time.

Dean clearly saw that the "Comprehension Skill: Attribute Mist" in the system had changed to "Fire Red Formic Acid Mist", which had natural restraint on sacred beetles. All sacred beetles that came into contact with the mist would be paralyzed and lose the ability to move.

Dean expanded the scope of the formic acid fog as much as possible, and soon the dark green thick fog filled the small treasure room.

Sparks flashed from time to time in the dense fog, and each spark would take away the lives of hundreds of sacred beetles.

Dean harvested the sacred beetles to his heart's content. Under the influence of the formic acid mist, these sacred beetles did not even have a chance to escape.

Just when Dean was about to wipe out all the sacred beetles, a bright silver light suddenly began to flash in the center of the treasure room, and a black hole gradually formed in the silver light.

Dean was delighted. It seemed that Rolf had indeed figured out how to use the silver alarm clock.

The black hole began to suck in the mist that Dean had transformed into, and Dean quickly changed back into his human form, otherwise he would be exposed.

Fortunately, most of the sacred beetles have been killed, so there is no need to worry about being brought back to Hogwarts.

At the moment when Dean was about to be swallowed by the black hole, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the thin-mouthed silver bottle that was thrown to the ground in the rush.

Dean thought for a moment that something that was favored by Xiu Xiu must be a good thing, so he reluctantly shouted at the silver bottle: "The silver bottle is coming!"

Fortunately, he got the wandless spell from Voldemort, and Dean was satisfied to see the silver bottle flying towards the black hole.

When the last bit of light in front of him disappeared and he re-entered the dizzy state of teleportation, Dean had already held the silver bottle in his hand.

I don’t know if it was an auditory hallucination. The moment the black hole disappeared from the treasure room, Dean heard a wailing cry of grief and anger: "No, my treasure - give it back to me!"