In any case, since he had chosen to start, there was no reason to back out.
Allen raised his guard and took the lead to enter the room.
Allen's eyes were attracted by the pictures hanging on the wall.
On the wall on both sides of the fireplace, they used thumbtacks to nail two Quidditch posters. They were the posters of the Bulgarian and English World Cup teams in Quidditch.
Allen saw himself wearing a red and white prison uniform, which flashed across the picture.
"Ah —" Malfoy's scream suddenly came. Allen quickly turned around and saw a book with a silver cover biting Malfoy's hand tightly. Malfoy endured the pain and gently stroked the back of the book, but the book still refused to let go.
Malfoy swung his arm exaggeratedly and stepped back, desperately trying to shake the book off his hand.
A live poker that had been leaning against the fireplace suddenly shot out and stabbed Malfoy in the left side of his buttocks.
Malfoy screamed and jumped forward. Suddenly, his neck was wrapped around by a cold and rough thing.
Malfoy gasped and tried to break free, but to no avail. The cold rope wrapped around his throat tighter and tighter.
Malfoy's hand was clamped by the book, his buttocks were stabbed with the poker, and his neck was tightly wrapped by the rope.
Malfoy could not move, he could not even shout.
Laughter, he suddenly heard laughter. Malfoy's eyes desperately looked towards the source of the sound, and his eyes were about to fly out of his eye sockets.
Hermione was in a bad mood, but when she saw Malfoy's unlucky appearance, she could not help but laugh. "He should be assigned to Gryffindor."
Malfoy rolled his eyes and gasped. He looked furious. Hermione laughed even harder.
Allen walked in front of Malfoy.
When he saw Allen, Malfoy's eyes suddenly lit up.
Allen looked with interest at the shiny silver book, the stick in his buttocks, and the rope around his neck. "This is Activation Magic, very interesting and ingenious."
Allen waved his wand and removed the Activation Magic on these items.
The book fell heavily on Malfoy's feet. Malfoy grimaced as he tore off the rope around his neck, and then pulled out the poker from his buttocks.
Allen held back his laughter and helped him heal the injury. The four of them moved on.
They passed through a very clean dining room, in the middle of the beautiful dining room was a table for two. The two sides of the table could be unfolded to become a table for four.
Through the large windows on the wall, the diners could enjoy the beautiful scenery of the maple forest outside.
Through the dining room, they came to the kitchen.
This used to be a well-equipped kitchen, but now it looked like it had just experienced a disaster.
Several iron pots and kettles fell to the ground, the pottery was broken, and the broken pieces were thrown all over the room. The walls were splashed with all kinds of condiments, which were still dripping wet.
The air here also seemed to be warmer than the other parts of the house.
"The footprints on the ground are really strange, there are no separated toes." Hermione said strangely.
"Let's get out of here first!" Malfoy stood at the door, looking at the bloody footprints and hesitating. He still had a lingering fear of the experience just now, so he didn't want to enter, especially since the kitchen was full of bloody traces.
Hermione dipped her finger in the red sticky liquid on the wall, twisted it, and under Malfoy's disgusted gaze, put it in her mouth and tasted it.
"Oh, tomato sauce! Several places in the room are splashed with tomato sauce, but there is no container for tomato sauce in this room. How strange! "Hermione said.
Hearing this, Malfoy carefully avoided the tomato sauce and walked in.
Just as he passed by the bowl rack, the tall rack suddenly fell on him, the porcelain plates fell to the ground, and the broken porcelain flew everywhere. Malfoy couldn't help but protect his head.
Then, he felt a strong fist hit him, fell to the ground, slid far away, and hit the wall.
He looked up, behind the bowl rack that had just fallen, stood a six-foot tall construct creature, it looked almost completely assembled from pastries. Red stains were splattered on the surface of the cheese that had been roasted to perfection. However, it was obvious that some parts had gone bad, emitting a foul smell, and there were white maggots wriggling on it.
"Cheese Golem? So it's the source of the stench. Well, it should be because of the maggots, and the magic patterns on it were destroyed, so it became so violent. "
Allen looked at the grumpy Cheese Golem with interest, smashing everything that blocked it from chasing Malfoy.
Malfoy rolled and crawled to avoid it, and accidentally knocked open a cupboard. He immediately screamed crazily and crawled toward Allen.
He saw a scarred woman with a face full of blood lying in the cupboard, her long black hair scattered on the cupboard, which was also stained with red stains.
The Cheese Golem seemed to have locked onto Malfoy and stared at him closely. Malfoy raised his wand and quickly chanted a spell. One spell after another spewed out from the top of the wand and rushed toward the Cheese Golem.
However, these spells were like a drop of water falling into the sea, without a trace of a wave.
The seemingly soft and loose Cheese Golem was engraved with magic patterns, so Malfoy's spells had no effect at all.
"Maybe you should use some more advanced spells," Allen suggested.
Malfoy gritted his teeth and raised his wand-
Suddenly, the Cheese Golem in front of him shattered from the waist and scattered on the ground.
Hermione's figure appeared, her hands holding a chair.
Just now, Hermione waved the chair in her hand and smashed the Cheese Golem.
"My massage skills are quite useful at this time," Hermione put one foot on the railing under the chair and raised her eyebrows at Allen.
Seeing Hermione like this, Allen laughed. At the same time, he felt that if precious metals were used to make golems with high magic and physical resistance, this thing would still be valuable, such as the sculpture guards in Hogwarts.
Luna had already woken up the woman in the cupboard. Her injuries were not serious, and the "blood stains" were also ketchup.
"Thank you, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to deal with it. I left my wand outside." Monica Geller held Luna's hand gratefully.
"Did you make this Cheese Golem?" Allen asked.
"No, this cheese was made by me, but the magic patterns on it were drawn by my brother Ross." Monica shook her head.
"I have already warned him that it is dangerous to study magic patterns like this, but he just didn't listen. See, if it weren't for you, I don't know how long I would have been unconscious in the cupboard before I was found. "Monica sighed helplessly.
"The magic pattern books on the market are relatively shallow. It is more dangerous to study it privately," Allen said.
Allen decided to go back and look through the books on magic patterns in the tower. The magic patterns recorded in those ancient books should be very interesting and valuable.
Monica nodded repeatedly. She finally had an excuse to persuade Ross to give up on studying magic patterns.
Monica was not only in a sorry state, but also had some abrasions on her body, which made her very uncomfortable. Luna and Hermione helped to clean and treat her, while Allen and Malfoy took the initiative to leave to make some space.
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