Hogwarts: wand in left hand, dragon-patterned mace in right hand

When Sicheng returned to the Slytherin break room, he felt his phantom clone approaching.

Immediately sent Hermione away.

Then head towards the Room of Need.

He had already felt that the strange phenomenon before was transmitted from the phantom ~ clone.

Soon, when Sicheng arrived at the Room of Need.

The phantom clone is already here.

He looked at the phantom clone with the mask of the demon spider and felt a terrifying darkness-aura.

And that inexplicable feeling of irritability.

Sicheng felt that he had an inexplicable feeling of being suppressed.

"Take off your mask!"

Sicheng opened his mouth and ordered.

The Phantom Clone raised his hand to remove the mask.

In an instant, the aura that made him uncomfortable disappeared.

Instead, there was a strong breath of life on the phantom clone.

It's just that the breath is very mixed.

Even the body with the phantom clone has a faint purple pattern appearing.

"Scatter!"

Sicheng was now desperate to know what was going on.

What happened to his phantom doppelganger.

What is that mask?

Also, what are the purple lines on the phantom doppelganger?

Why did it give him a feeling of irritability, disgust.

With Sicheng's order, the phantom clone immediately dispersed into a mass of combat power index and floated in the air.

At the same time, a memory appeared in Sicheng's mind.

After more than ten minutes, Sicheng slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at the combat power index that had a tendency to escape, and knew that this was the combat power index that had been converted after condensing the vitality of a large number of eight-eyed spiders.

He immediately pulled out his wand.

"Disappear!"

As Si Cheng cast a vanishing spell, the escaping combat power index in the Room of Requirement disappeared without a trace.

Sicheng grabbed the demon spider mask and recalled the memories in his mind.

Just the fact that this mask appeared suddenly, Sicheng felt very magical.

Without a trace, it appeared in the hands of the phantom clone.

Suddenly, Sicheng thought that there seemed to be a mask in the reward of his previous lottery.

It's just that he was only chasing Hermione at the time, and as for what the lottery result was, he hadn't had time to see it yet.

No, this mask is a reward!

Sicheng looked at the notice in his mind suspiciously.

Sure enough, after the lottery ended, Hu, the reward was directly distributed to the sign-in phantom clone.

If that's the case, then the sudden appearance makes sense.

But why did this mask devour the soul of Aragog?

The phantom clone didn't recognize it as Aragog's soul, but Sicheng did.

Even, the situation of the mask going berserk is estimated to have nothing to do with Alagoketo.

It's just that isn't the Demon Spider Mask just a prop rewarded by the system?

Why is this happening?

Could it be that there is something else about this mask that he doesn't know?

To this end, Sicheng once again browsed the prop introduction given by the system.

Even the attached title is focused on.

It looks like a prop used to hide your body and identity.

Not to mention anything else.

Just the figure that exuded a dark aura and had a somewhat accented voice.

Who can say that it is his sincerity.

Not to mention that he still has the holy garment of a unicorn on him.

Born antithetical to this aura.

Although others don't know.

But that was enough for Hermione to dispel suspicions about him.

Although he believed that Hermione would not suspect him, and would even trust him.

But this can't stop the villain chewing the root of the tongue.

After thinking about it, Sicheng withdrew the demon spider mask into the spirit weapon space.

Then he began to study the Traceless Stretching Spell.

He had been getting this spell for a while, and it was just this time to expand the scope of the spirit weapon space.

Or even look into it.

Can you process the spirit weapon space a little? (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Let the living creatures stay inside.

In this way, when they go out with Hermione in the future, they can run away quickly if they encounter danger.

After all, Sicheng, who has teleportation, is always faster than Hermione.

At the same time, a mournful cry was coming from a dark corner of Hogwarts.

At the same time, there was an ethereal scolding. []

"Idiot!"

"Rubbish!"

"It's Sicheng Hegwin again! You can't even fight a little wizard!"

"I should have slipped your head open to see what was inside!"

"Forget about the last injury, this time ...... fight"

After a while, the insulting voice subsided somewhat.

At this time, the screaming man was cowering on the ground.

His body was constantly trembling.

An illusory figure floated above him.

It's just that the figure is full of cracks.

"Listen to Quirrell, I'll give you one more chance, if you can't bring Sicheng to your office and let me take it away. "

"Then you ......"

"Understood?"

Quirrell, who fell to the ground, let out an imperceptible sound of response as he twitched.

The voice was low, and the figure didn't seem to hear it.

However, the figure didn't seem to care, and waved his hand to shoot out a green light.

Shoot on Quirrell's body, causing Quirrell to let out a pig-killing scream again.

Then it vanished into a streamer of light on Quirrell's head.

A wand also fell to the ground.

Rolled to Quirrell's side.

Quirrell's eyes were filled with fear and madness.

"Sicheng Highwin!"

He muttered a name in his mouth.

A few days passed quickly.

On this day, Sicheng and Hermione were in Hagrid's cabin.

Harry and Ron are also here.

"Hagrid, have you decided? Are you really going to teach Nobeta to my brother?"

Ron asked.

The other day, he wrote to his brother that Hagrid had a Norwegian Ridgeback here and wanted to send it to him to raise it.

His brother immediately said yes, and that tonight was the day to send off Nobeta.

I just asked Hagrid more than to tell Hagrid.

Nobeta is leaving today.

"Roar!"

In a few days, the little Norwegian spineback dragon went from being small to a little longer than a tooth.

At first, Yaya dared to tease Nobeta.

But in the past two days, I have always been chased by Nobeta with the dog's butt.

From time to time, the hair on Nobeta's butt was burned.

Now Yaya, when he saw Nobeta, hid behind Hagrid.

Not to mention, Hagrid's talent is strong.

In addition to Sicheng, Nobeta is the closest to him.

Of course, Sicheng can't be counted.

He's a racial blood suppression.

"Yes, Nobeta will soon grow to be as big as my house, I can't hide him, and neither can Dumbledore!"

Listening to Hagrid's words, several people fell silent.

Only Hermione was still stroking Nobeta's head with her hand.

Of course, Nobeta didn't dare to provoke Hermione, who smelled of sincerity.

I had to lie on the ground peacefully, letting Hermione touch people.