Chapter 693

In fact, Ernst didn't faint for long before. It was only the surrounding environment that caused him to be unable to determine the time after he regained consciousness.

However, he may not know how long he has been in a coma, but some people do.

"... who? Who's there?"

Ernst, who had just swallowed a lucky chocolate, suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of depression before he could try to solve the problem of the stone wall. When the power of the blessing agent vaguely told him that the feeling seemed ominous, he immediately heard a slight friction sound——

That's definitely behind you! Someone is hiding behind and peeping!

Ernst's heart tightened, then suddenly turned around and pointed the tip of the wand originally aimed at the wall to the entrance of the secret room when he came.

"Come out!"

His voice reverberated among the ruins of the empty secret room, and then attenuated with the collision of sound waves until it disappeared in the surrounding darkness.

The next moment, a dark shadow suddenly appeared at the door, and the light from the tip of Ernst's staff went away, showing an unclear outline.

"Oh, please don't point your wand at me. I don't mean any harm..."

It was a young male voice that sounded quite pleasant, and as soon as this sentence came out, the figure at the door gently opened his arms, and then walked step by step from the opposite side to Ernst.

It seems that considering erns's vigilance, the other party walked very slowly. But from the light and regular footsteps, Ernst read a feeling called "calm".

He felt that the other party must be a very confident person. Both words and actions seem to release this signal inadvertently.

When the figure finally entered the lighting range of the wand luminous spell, and the darkness shrouded in the white and handsome face gradually faded, Ernst's face couldn't help changing slightly.

This person, he has met - not only met, but also the last person he wants to meet at present.

"You... Why are you following me? What do you want to do?" said Ernst, frowning tightly.

"Hey, don't be so nervous!" the other party spread his hands and comforted gracefully. "You ask questions in this tone as if you were interrogating prisoners, don't you? First of all, I didn't follow you... You may also understand that you are not the only one who knows about this Slytherin secret room. In addition -"

At this point, the other party nodded at Ernst and said, "maybe you don't know me yet, but it doesn't matter... Good evening, I'm Draco Malfoy, a fifth grader at Slytherin college."

Yes, it is Malfoy who appears here at the moment. But somehow, when he was facing Ernst, he had a gentle smile on his face.

"Hello..."

Like the last time I saw Malfoy in the underground corridor, Ernst, who also ate a lucky chocolate this time, can still feel the strange sense of crisis from each other.

Although there was a warm smile on each other's face, Ernst was like falling into an underground ice cellar, and an invisible chill immediately rose behind him.

At this moment, the strange power of the blessing agent is constantly warning his nerves, just like reminding him that even luck will be eclipsed when the absolute gap is in front of him.

The probability of getting out of this danger is declining all the time!

"Well," the smile on Malfoy's face grew louder, "then why don't you tell me what just happened? I think you should understand what I'm talking about, right?"

The other party's leisurely and unreservedly reflected in erns's eyes. He could even find a trace of contempt and teasing in each other's look.

For Ernst, who has always held pride and self-confidence, it is like seeing the second self - or the future self whose strength is more than twice as strong as himself.

No, that's not yourself!

In the future, I may despise the weak, but I will never be bored enough to want to play with the weak. Will do such meaningless things, how can it be yourself?

Yes, although Draco Malfoy and he seem to be similar on the surface, they are different in essence.

"Yes, I know what you want to know..."

Those thoughts flashed through Ernst's mind. Then he turned the tip of his wand aside a little and stopped facing Malfoy in front of him.

"You don't understand the snake's language, do you?" he suddenly calmed down, followed by a smile on his face. "We are all classmates. What can't we say? Of course, I can tell you everything I know -"

The voice did not fall, as a "Knox" sounded quietly, the light at the tip of the staff was extinguished by the anti curse in an instant. At the same time, a roaring wind swept through the secret room and quickly went away towards the door.

"Whew -"

In the dark, a red magic light flashed past. When chasing the door, you can see a figure who fit and hugged the broom fleeting nearby.

Then, the red light hit the wall heavily, splashing a bright grain of light.

Soon, when a bright light appeared in the dark, Malfoy was the only one left.

Holding a magic wand in his hand and holding the light mass lit by the magic wand luminous spell, he turned back and looked at the place behind him.

In his other hand, a cloud of black smoke flashed in an instant. But the black gas only stayed in the palm of his hand for a moment, and soon dissipated rapidly.

"... forget it," the smile on Malfoy's face had been cleared away and replaced by a dull smile, "in Hogwarts, you must be as careful as possible, even in the Slytherin chamber. The white frost covering the door was obviously left by the guy..."

He slightly skimmed his mouth, then stepped away and walked gently to the front of the wall that Ernst had just examined. Even if he didn't understand the snake man's voice and the previous hissing, anyone who had seen Ernst's abnormal behavior could guess that there was something strange here.

"Is it behind here?"

Malfoy stroked the hard brick wall with his left hand and put his wand against the wall.

"Falling apart."

Since there was no need to use the silent mantra technique now, the mantra was clearly spit out in his mouth. Although he is now able to master that level of spell casting skills, the clearer the spell text is, the better to show the spell effect to the greatest extent.

However, the improvement of his strength did not seem to enable him to show his due ability. This division spell, which should have been fully controlled, could not even make a crack.

Malfoy's spell only shook down some dust in the brick cracks.

"Tut -" he smacked his tongue impatiently. "There was a spell on the wall... But it's good. At least it proves that there must be something behind it."

He firmly believes that now his spell strength has surpassed all Hogwarts students, even comparable to some adult wizards. And this is only because he has long disdained to practice magic spells.

However, his powerful division spell did not produce the desired effect at all.

"Hum... Broken to pieces!"

At this moment, Malfoy was like a cobra who had been infringed on his territory. He threw out a more powerful spell again. He believed that even if the back of the wall was completely solid, the crushing spell could blow it into a big pit.

Unfortunately, after a slight vibration, there was only a thumb sized depression on the wall.

In fact, there was no wall here, which was the obstacle set by Maka when she left. The wall was first constructed by deformation, and then superimposed with several solidified magic slab spells, which made the whole stone wall nearby very hard.

Of course, this is not like Dumbledore's ice coffin, which is attached with the power of rules. It is still included in the conventional scope of modern magic.

Malfoy's eyes twitched slightly, and his left hand was again filled with black smoke. This time, he decided to give up his scruples.

"Bang -"

At present, students, professors and even Maka have gone to watch the game outside the stadium. And this Slytherin secret room is deep under the castle

As long as you don't use this very special force to attack others, just smash a wall, you can't be noticed immediately, can you?

When Malfoy's left hand, wrapped in black gas, fell to the wall in front of him at a very fast speed, a heavy muffled sound suddenly shook up in the secret room.

"Click click"

Another burst of dust scattered down, and several cracks appeared from the place where he hit, and spread all over the wall. His surprisingly fierce punch not only made a hole in the seemingly indestructible wall, but also made several winding cracks.

But his fist face was only stained with some stone powder debris, and his skin was not even scratched.

He didn't stop because the blow seemed not enough.

"Boom -"

So the second punch, when the black air dispersed, half of Malfoy's left arm went straight into the wall. He could already feel the space behind the wall, that is to say, he had completely penetrated the stone wall with this punch.

"Boom!"

When he pulled back his left hand, the thick brick wall collapsed and splashed all over the sky with smoke and dust. When the dust gradually fell to the ground, the room behind the wall was also exposed to Malfoy's line of sight.

It's a pity that he hasn't had the leisure to have a look, because a falling wall fragment is steadily hitting his feet.

"Hiss -"