[Comprehensive] Digging Secrets in the Academy of Magic

The tips of the two wands shone with light, reaching into the extra right-most fork, illuminating the bare inner wall.Al and George looked at each other, seeing shock and doubt in each other's eyes.

The left fork leads to the Hunger Games, the middle fork leads to Hogsmeade, what about the far right fork, is it a new world?

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"Run!"

"Quickly imprisoned!"

"Oh, that's useless! Run quickly!! Right! Right!! Get out of the way!"

"What the hell is this damn thing! Will it stop if I sing??" George yelled as he ran, only to be answered by another howl from the monster.The juncture of life and death can always inspire people's infinite potential. George strode forward with his long legs and grabbed Al, and Al was almost exhausted. out of George's step.

While running, the two little wizards would occasionally use their wands to cast spells at the ghetto that was biting behind them; the obstacles had no effect, and the shattering would make the ghoul howl in pain, so they could only stop it for a moment—— Now it doesn't matter whether underage wizards can perform magic outside the school, who cares!

It turns out that curiosity really did kill the cat.

The two little wizards, who were strongly curious about what was on the other side of the new fork, mistakenly decided to take a look at the rightmost fork first.This time the secret passage seemed to be longer, and they climbed out of a concrete passage.This time, the exit at the end of the secret passage is sealed, and it is covered with a thin layer of cement. No magic is needed, and the thin layer can be broken with a few hard blows.

As soon as the two of them got out of the secret passage, they were taken aback by the scene in front of them.It is night here, and everything is not clear under the dim light. Looking at the past, there are gray walls tens of meters high. The material looks like cement, and there are occasionally a few metal walls with sharp edges. of light.The arrangement of these walls is intricate, Al can hear a "hum" echoing, it looks like...

a maze.

A fist-sized insect suddenly flew in front of Al, startling him.This insect does not look like a creature that exists in nature. Its eyes are shining with a faint red light, and there seems to be a row of English letters on its back.

Before Al could see too much, the insect flew away at an extremely fast speed.

Al and George walked past a wall, and there were as many as eight choices of roads in front of them. They couldn't choose a road rashly, and they might lose their way.

Al seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly pulled George to turn around and ran towards the exit: "Dangerous! Go!"

George didn't have time to ask anything, the two of them rushed towards the secret passage in three steps at a time, but just as they were about to approach the secret passage, there was a loud "clang", and something almost rubbed against Al's forehead and stabbed it sharply. The top was deeply inserted into the solid ground, and Al's calf was hurt by the flying gravel; if Al hadn't reacted quickly and stopped the car, he would have died.

This is an iron-blue leg that is as thick as Al's arm and belongs to the artificial arthropod monster in front of him.

Al doesn't need to see the whole monster, Al knows it must be a ghost-fire beast!

They entered the world of moving mazes!

There was no time to think about it, before the gnome kicked its legs out of the ground, Al dragged George around and ran away.While running, George asked in a broken voice, "What is this? How can it be more terrifying than that three-headed dog?"

"I'm glad you finally know how to pronounce the word horror. This is a ghost beast, ten thousand times more terrifying than the three-headed dog! If caught by it, you will be torn to pieces immediately!"

At first Al dragged George to run, and soon it became George dragged Al to run wildly; it was impossible to hide and get rid of the Griever, it was too fast; Al doubted that even if the Griever gave up hunting them now, they would will not find the way back.

Are you going to capsize in the gutter and die here?

George dragged Al to the ground and turned right again. Even though Al was already dizzy, he remembered that all the turns that George turned along the way were to the right.The Griever was too big, and it slammed its head against the wall uncontrollably. This bought precious time for the two little wizards, and briefly left the Griever behind. It seemed that Al's legs were no longer his own. He walked forward mechanically; his mind wasn't idle, desperately trying to recall everything he'd learned, trying to find a spell that worked.

They were still too young, and if they were in seventh grade at this moment—or even fifth grade, a shattering spell could explode one of the Griever's legs.

But they only have third grade and first grade.

Al needs a spell that can maximize his magic power!

After turning a corner again, the rumble of the Griever stomping on the floor was approaching the two little wizards again, and Al could almost smell the rotten smell of the monster... Before he had time to hesitate, Al stopped abruptly, his hand shot out. Due to inertia, it also slipped from George's hand; George was startled, and subconsciously clenched in vain but failed to grab anything.

The 11-year-old little wizard looked like a reptile in front of the Griever, but Al raised his wand at the giant beast without fear. In George's eyes, this was undoubtedly an act of death!

"Corros Confringo!"

The dazzling green light exploded from the tip of Al's wand and shot straight into the mouthparts of the Griever!The flames of the next explosion exploded at the same time that Al was thrown behind George by the air wave, and the entire head of the Griever was blown into a mass of black-gray semi-solidified objects, and the rest of its body was emitting a sour tooth-root. There was a sound of "sizzling", and wisps of smoke came out of the originally smooth shell. It seemed to be corroded by something, and it became riddled with holes and gradually shrank.

The unknown spell of the first-year little wizard caused such a great destructive power, this is undoubtedly a black magic.

The horrific scene of the ghost fire beast being blown up failed to attract George's attention, and he just got up from the ground, and his head was full of buzzing sounds.Still a little unsteady himself, George staggered to Al's side.

"Al? Al?"

Al didn't give him any response.His face was pale, and even his hair seemed to have lost its luster; his exposed cheeks and neck were full of small wounds, and his chest did not rise and fall—it seemed that he had stopped breathing.