Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 24 Fate
After confirming that his order was useless to Amosta Brayne, Malfoy's eyes turned cold.

He didn't want to talk to him at all, he just wanted to go back and finish his letter, but for some reason, when Brian, who had the title of investigator on his body, said goodbye to him politely and walked to the dormitory, he still followed behind his ass.

"I have to keep an eye on you, Brian, in case anyone finds out that they have lost valuables when school starts!"

When Amosta found Draco Malfoy falling behind him and was surprised, Malfoy said viciously, "I dare not vouch for a man of unknown origin!"

"Your statement is very reasonable, Mr. Malfoy, then, please help me to be a witness."

Amosta nodded and ignored him.

There are many vacant dormitories in the dormitory buildings of each college. Whenever a young wizard graduates, the dormitory they have lived in for seven years will be vacant, but this dormitory may not be put into use immediately, but may be vacant for two years. Newly enrolled little wizards will live in this year.

"This is my dormitory!"

So, when Brian stopped in front of his dormitory door, Draco's face was as black as ink.

"Oh, is that so?" Amosta raised his eyebrows, "That was really a lucky coincidence, which saved me from having to use violence to open the door, so... Mr. Malfoy, can you please help me open it?" a door?"

Although reluctant, now that he has come here, Malfoy is still curious about the things hidden in his dormitory. He seems to see that Amosta is not a wealthy person, so he threatens viciously,

"If you break something, I'll make you pay for it!"

This dormitory has changed quite a bit from the furnishings when Amosta was in school, but the position of the bed didn't seem to have changed much. He stood at the door and carefully analyzed it for a while, then walked to the position near the window.

Outside the window is the Black Lake, which is rippling with silver-green waves all year round. This is an excellent viewing position. When he first entered Hogwarts, he didn't live there. However, since the Christmas holidays of the fifth grade, Unable to withstand the ardent invitation of several roommates in the same dormitory, he was 'forced' to move there.

The little wizard living here is probably very rich. Amosta saw the latest broom of the Nimbus series leaning on the head of the bed, and the bedding was not uniformly prepared for the little wizard by the school. It was made of gold silk and Woven and filled with the finest velvet.

"Oh, that looks really regal--"

Amosta looked at the exquisite living utensils near the bed with great interest, and turned around to ask who this bed belonged to, but when he saw Malfoy behind him, whose face was a little darker, his doubts disappeared. answer,
"It seems that the two of us must be very destined, Mr. Malfoy."

"I can tell, you're a liar." Malfoy said decisively, "I've lived in this bed for almost two years, and I haven't noticed anything wrong at all!"

"Perhaps it's because you didn't observe carefully enough, Mr. Malfoy."

Amosta knew that Malfoy might not like him very much, so he didn't plan to stay for too long. He picked up the broomstick from the bed and threw it to Malfoy, and told him to stay at the door.

"You think I'm going to steal your stuff?"

"That's not the case." Amosta shook out his wand from his cuff, "In order to ensure that the important items I placed here will not be taken away by mistake, I kept two hands, and it may be a little bit noisy when I deal with it later. Big, but don't worry, Mr. Malfoy, I promise you with my life and my life that I can keep you safe."

Amosta came to Malfoy's luxurious bed with his wand in hand. He stared at the rough rock brick wall, counting from the side near the window, counting to the seventh wall brick, staring at it and the eighth brick. The gap between the wall bricks. Immediately afterwards, he waved his magic wand to move the bedside table away, moved his gaze down to the ground, and counted seven more bricks from the inside to the outside, which happened to be one-third of the head of the bed.

He squatted down and swiped his wand across his arm, steaming red blood sprayed out and sprinkled on the dark blue floor tiles.

"what are you doing!"

Malfoy frowned in disgust, and walked over slowly.

"The magic you use to protect things looks like black magic?"

After Amosta healed his wounds, he stared at the ground with full concentration. The blood spilled on the bluestone bricks was wriggling strangely. They were affected by some kind of force, and they were desperately going underground. After a while, the whole It sank into the ground, and then, a small pale golden snake with its head held high emerged from the center of the stone brick.

"Don't say such unprofessional words, Mr. Malfoy, it will make me think that you are not a student of Slytherin House."

The appearance of the golden snake meant that his protective magic hadn't failed, and Amosta, who was in a good mood, teased him.

"Okay, Mr. Malfoy, if you don't want to wait outside the door, then you have to be mentally prepared and don't be frightened by what's inside."

Malfoy wanted to ridicule a few words, but the words never came out of his mouth. He suddenly felt that the Amosta Bryan in front of him seemed a bit evil, but his self-esteem did not allow him to be scared so easily. , After hesitating for a moment, the footsteps still did not move.

Amosta didn't bother Malfoy any more, he picked up his wand and pointed it at the little golden snake. As the spell chanted, the magic power in the air became thicker, and the already dim room quietly became darker.

sizzle~
The golden snake spit out the snake letter and stretched its body. It swayed from side to side, and swam around the edge of the stone brick where it was living. The speed was as fast as a shadow. Finally, it returned to the original position, and the figure gradually dimmed until it disappeared.

After a lot of twists and turns, a stream of light suddenly flashed across the surface of the dark blue stone brick, and then, the stone brick turned outward along the crack in the middle, revealing a two-foot-deep black hole.

After waiting for a few seconds, the room was still silent. Unable to restrain his curiosity, Malfoy poked his head over. When he saw the little thing on the stone box at the bottom of the cave, Malfoy's expression froze for a moment, and then he grinned. Baring his teeth,
"So the big movement you were talking about was a fist-sized spider?"

Malfoy sneered mockingly, "And this spider looks like it's finished, Bryan. Could it be a little thing you kept when you were in school? You took all the pains to find a burial place for it?"

"I disagree with you, Mister Malfoy, I think the spider is alive."

Amosta stared at the motionless spider lying on the lid of the stone box and said calmly, he stepped back, "It may just have been in the dark environment for too long, and it may need some stimulation to—"

As he spoke, Amostar pointed his wand at the spider, and a gust of wind appeared out of thin air.

Sure enough, as he said, when the breeze blew over the spider's burr-like fine leg hair, the spider with its eight legs tucked into its belly suddenly reacted. It raised its ugly head, with eight green eyes. Spin wildly.

"--so what, it works."

Swish!
Before Malfoy finished speaking, the spider's eight legs suddenly stretched out. Its jumping ability was astonishing. Its fist-sized body jumped down and jumped directly to the roof. Then, a blurred phantom flashed, and it was imprisoned for four or five years. The eight-eyed spider has finally returned to its original size!
Boom!

When the eight-eyed spider landed on the ground, the dormitory suddenly fell into a shock like the sky collapsed, and the two beds next to each other in the center of the room were directly crushed into pieces by its huge body!

Click, click, click!
The eight-eyed spider, which was imprisoned by Amosta for five or six years, frantically wiggled its mouthparts. If it could speak, Amosta believed that the eighteenth generation of his ancestors would probably be greeted all over the place!
The endless violence and anger made the eight-eyed spider, which had suddenly regained its freedom, unable to remain silent for a moment. Its two terrifying big black pincers were desperately waving in mid-air, supported by six slender legs covered with hard hair. The huge body ran amok in the room, and after a while, except for Malfoy's bed, there were hardly any complete objects in the room.

Click!

In the end, the slightly angry spider nailed all six feet into the solid rock wall. It sat under the ceiling on the other side of the room, condescending, with eight eyes staring at Amosta who made it suffer inhuman torture. , opened his mouth ferociously to the maximum, and was ready for a desperate fight!

"Hey, long time no see, Little Bayan!"

Amostar waved his right hand holding the wand, "It's good to see you still so alive!"

"What have you done?"

I don't know when he was paralyzed on the ground. Malfoy stared at Amosta's forehead in a daze, and murmured in a sleepy tone. Suddenly, his extremely pale face became flushed, and he bounced up from the ground like a flash of light, roaring. Roaring at Amostar,
"How dare you hide something like this next to my bed, Brian, I'm going to tell my dad all this, you'll pack up and leave before tomorrow!"

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