Chapter 363 Cheese Golem (Modified, Thanks to Super Silver Alliance Ksg, Magic Feather)

In any case, the noise and stench inside made everyone decide to go in and have a look. Besides, the Geller brothers and sisters should not faint themselves in it...

Although it was just a cake shop, Allen raised his vigilance and allowed himself to enter the room first.

Allen's eyes were attracted by the pictures hanging on the wall.

On the walls next to the fireplace, they had pinned two Quidditch posters. It's a poster for the Quidditch World Cup teams Bulgaria and England.

Allen saw himself wearing a red and white ball jersey, which flashed across the screen.

"Ah—" Draco's screams came suddenly, Allen turned around quickly, and saw a book with a silver cover tightly biting the arm of the somewhat mean Draco, Draco endured Feeling the pain, he gently stroked the back of the book, but the book still refused to let go.

Draco flung his arms exaggeratedly and backed away, trying desperately to shake the book out of his hands.

A poker that had been animated by the fireplace burst out, stabbing Draco straight in the left ass.

Draco screamed and jumped forward, suddenly, something cold and rough was wrapped around his neck.

Gasping for breath, Draco tried to break free, but to no avail, the cold rope wrapped around his throat tighter and tighter.

Draco had a book in his hands, a poker in his ass, and a rope wrapped tightly around his neck. He couldn't move at all, and he couldn't even yell out. If it wasn't for his throat being entangled, he would have started crying for help.

Laughter and clicks suddenly sounded, and Draco's eyeballs almost flew out of their sockets desperately looking for the source of the sound - the mad girl took her camera to capture his misfortune.

Hermione was in a bad mood at first, but seeing Draco's series of unlucky appearances, she couldn't help laughing out loud: "He should be assigned to Gryffindor."

Draco rolled his eyes and gasped, looking exasperated, and Hermione smiled wider.

Allen walked up to Draco.

Seeing Alan, Draco's eyes suddenly lit up with hope.

Allen looked at the big shining silver book, the stick on his butt, and the rope around his neck with interest. "This is activation magic. It's very interesting and clever."

Allen waved his wand and lifted the activation spell on these items.

The book hit Draco's feet hard, and Draco grinned and tore off the rope around his neck, then pulled out the poker on his hip.

Allen held back his smile, and roughly healed his injury with a healing spell, and the four of them moved on.

They passed through a neat dining room with a table for two in the middle of a pretty room. The sides of the table can be unfolded to form a table for four.

Through the large windows on the wall, people who dine here can enjoy the beautiful view of the maple forest outside the window.

Through the dining room, they came to the kitchen.

It used to be a well-appointed kitchen, but now it looks like it's been through a disaster.

Several iron pots and kettles fell on the ground, and the pottery was broken. Broken pieces were scattered all over the room, and the walls were splashed with a mixture of various seasonings, which were still dripping wet.

The air here also seems to be warmer than the rest of the house.

"The footprints on the ground are really strange, there are no patterns on the soles of boots." Hermione said strangely.

"Let's get out of here first!" Draco stood at the door, hesitantly looking at the bloody footprints. He still has lingering fears about what happened just now, so he is unwilling to enter, especially since there are bloody marks everywhere in this kitchen.

Hermione used the wand to confirm whether it was poisonous, then dipped her fingers in the red viscous liquid on the wall, twisted it, put it in her mouth and tasted it under Draco's disgusted gaze.

"Well, ketchup! Several places in the room were splashed with ketchup, but there is no container for ketchup in this room, how strange!" Hermione said.

When Draco heard this, he carefully avoided the ketchup and walked in.

Just as he was passing the dish rack, the tall shelf suddenly slammed towards him, the ceramic bowl fell to the ground, and the broken ceramics splashed everywhere. Draco couldn't help but protect his head.

Immediately, he felt himself hit hard by a fist, fell to the ground, slid far, and hit the wall.

He looked up, and behind the dish stand that had just fallen, stood a six-foot-tall construct that looked almost entirely assembled from pastry. The perfectly toasted cheese rind was splattered with red stains. However, some parts have obviously deteriorated, exuding a foul smell, and there are white maggots wriggling on them.

"Cheese Golem? It turns out that he is the source of the stench. Well, it should be because of the spoilage and maggots, and the magic lines on it have been destroyed, so it is so violent."

Allen watched with fascination as the spoiled and irascible cheese golem smashed everything that stood in his way after Draco.

Draco looked terrified like the first year when he saw Voldemort's shadow, and then scrambled and dodged, accidentally knocking open a cupboard. He immediately screamed frantically, and crawled towards Allen with his hands and feet.

I saw a woman with scars and blood all over her face collapsed in the cabinet, her long black hair was scattered on the cabinet board, and it was also stained with red stains.

The cheese golem seemed to have spotted Draco and stared at him closely. Draco held up his wand, and chanted a spell quickly, one after another, spewing out from the tip of the wand, rushing towards the cheese golem.

However, these spells are like a drop of water flowing into the sea, without causing a wave.

The soft and loose cheese golem was engraved with magic lines, and Draco's spells couldn't work at all.

"Perhaps, you should use some more advanced spells." Allen didn't make a move immediately, but suggested to Malfoy.

Draco gritted his teeth and held up his wand——

Suddenly, the cheese golem in front of him shattered from its waist and scattered all over the ground.

Hermione's figure was revealed, 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 stepped on the rail under the chair and raised her eyebrows at Allen.

Seeing Hermione like this, Allen laughed. At the same time, he felt that if the golem was made of precious metals and had high magic resistance and physical resistance, this thing is still worth something, such as those sculpted guards at Hogwarts .

Luna has already revived the black-haired woman in the cupboard. Her injuries are not serious, and those "bloodstains" are also tomato sauce.

"Thank you very much, otherwise I really can't deal with it, my wand fell outside - Oh, by the way, my name is Monica Geller, and I am the owner of this cake shop." Monica? Geller shook Luna's hand gratefully.

"You made this cheese golem?" Allen asked.

"No, I made the cheese, but the magic pattern on it was drawn by my brother Rose." Monica shook her head.

"I've reminded him that it's dangerous to study magic patterns like this, but he just doesn't listen. Look, if it wasn't for you, I don't know how long I'd have to be unconscious in the cabinet before being discovered." Monica said helplessly Sighed.

"The contents of the magic pattern books on the market are relatively superficial, and it would be more dangerous to study them privately," Allen said.

After Allen decided to go back, he would read through the books about magic patterns in the tower. The magic patterns recorded in those ancient books should be very interesting and valuable.

Monica nodded again and again, she finally had an excuse to persuade Ross to give up studying magic patterns.

Not to mention Monica was in a mess, and there were still some bruises on her body, which made her very uncomfortable. Luna and Hermione helped her clean up and treat her, and Ellen and Draco left voluntarily to make room.

"Draco, I have a few words to say to you." In the living room, thinking of Draco's reckless performance today, Alan called him back.