Chapter 366 Unlucky Thirteen

The upper part of the human body was blown to pieces by Tom's magic. On the section of the tentacles, faint green light surged, like a different kind of blood mist spreading in the water. If Hai Erbo's magic would be defeated so easily, then he would not It's called despicable Haierbo.

The half of the tentacles swelled rapidly, as if something was flowing under its smooth skin.

"I lied to you."

Tom smiled, he completed the most important part of the hunting plan, and retreated quickly under the surging black smoke.

The moment his figure disappeared, the tentacles exposed on the sea quickly shrank, then expanded suddenly, a dark green ball of light appeared on the water in an instant, and disappeared silently in an instant.

The original sea surface was sunken into an arc-shaped pothole, and all the substances in the green light sphere were easily annihilated.

Tom was suspended in mid-air, watching the scene and nodded.

As an old opponent who has been dealing with for many years, Hai Erbo's underwear is almost seen by Nelson. Tom still remembers the speculation about the ghost ship in the notes that Nelson gave him-the dead soldiers with bound souls, the slave's body, And the self-detonation after breaking through the hull—in fact, during the years when Haierbo was a black wizard doing whatever he wanted, his moves had long been studied clearly by the wizards who suffered from it. For an opponent of his age, all the standard answers are written in the history books, it depends on whether his enemies will grasp it.

"Hairbo loves three kinds of beasts the most in his life - this is related to his suspicious character, the basilisk is his exclusive car and pet, and the other two animals will be rewarded by him in cruel ways - they are respectively It's the gregarious hyena and the tenacious octopus."

This is a rumor recorded in the unofficial history. For Muggles, these ancient books that have fallen into the antique market are just absurd fantasy, but for wizards, it may record the most authentic history.

Now, Professor Binns' speculation is being confirmed step by step.

It's just that the vitality of this little-known slave seems a little too tenacious. God knows how much blood and soul it devoured while wandering in the ocean.

The bursting of the human form drove the huge octopus into madness. Although pain was nothing to this creature, its core was a human soul after all.

The fleshy ball of the tentacles swelled and contracted violently like a heart, as if something was struggling inside, trying to break out of the shell. Tom stood on the sea against the background of the black mist. Being agitated by the crazy monsters under the water is like the end of the world. In the storm under the night, the cold air above the head and the hot murderous intent under the feet seem to bring people more fear.

Nelson and Tom were also a little uncertain. They had never worried about failure, but octopuses were the best at surviving by docking their tails. Biological instincts slipping away with the currents - what a waste of work and a disgrace!

Fortunately, they were prepared, and Haierbo's slaves also fell into the set trap step by step. In fact, destroying its human body and making the octopus' instinct replace thinking in the curse set by Haierbo was exactly the plan First, there are too many escape routes for humans, but for an animal, hunters thousands of years ago have already found a good way to hunt it down.

"Valentine?"

Tom said softly, this is the slave's name, and he made the final confirmation.

But the ocean was just churning violently, and the tentacles crushed under the boat waved like a real beast, just wanting to escape.

"Thinking about it, the torture of a thousand years of immortality is enough to drive anyone crazy." Tom turned his head to look at Nelson who was still standing on the waves, and nodded.

After receiving the confirmation, Nelson raised his wand, and the boat that hit the water quickly deformed above the octopus's head. The thick planks of the boat slowly opened to both sides, covering the underwater monster like a birdcage.

Aware of this scene, the octopus struggled more violently. It clearly knew that its tentacles full of black magic and death breath would be melted by the restrained magic power when held on the hull, but it still did so. When some kind of creature When he wanted to cut his tail to survive, it proved that it still had a chance of survival, and he wanted to protect something more important, and that thing might be the turning weapon that Haierbo left him—the heart-like object wrapped in tentacles, Those devoured by it are being chewed and digested by its shell, nourishing the last hope.

But Nelson and Tom don't seem to want to give it a chance.

Tom was wrapped in black light, and dived into the sea filled with poisonous blood. He buckled the ring on the horn, and a green book appeared in his arms—the pages of this book were almost glued by him. It can't be opened, only the middle pages can be opened, and there is a chapter on Horcruxes in detail.

In a long time, when Nelson was dealing with Hai Erbo in the illusion, he had already obtained this magic book from him, and not long after, the book came to Tom, but Tom was completely unaffected by the black magic inside. Attractive, in his words, "Why would a rich man like me buy inferior goods?"

Haierbo himself may not have thought that this book would become his biggest flaw.

Tom Bin held his breath, held the ring in his hand, and the magic power unique to the word spirit spread from his arm. He used the simplest floating technique with a ram, and approached the exposed keel due to the opening of the hull. At this moment, the hull was already large. Open, the internal structure can be seen at a glance, the keel is densely wrapped by the fast-rotating gears, but I don’t know what it does. This is obviously a wind-powered ship, and Nelson’s use is like a projectile. Tom follows the plan , moved the chariot-like ram to the top of the keel, and those gears approached by themselves as if they were summoned. They were adsorbed at the bottom of the ram, connected to each other and rotated, pulling the ram close to the thick and straight keel. Amid the "click" sound of the lock, the ram was tightly fitted on the keel, spinning slowly like the tip of a javelin.

But it seemed a little blunt, as if it couldn't kill people.

Tom raised his fist to the top of the ram, and let go of his hand. The magic power of spirit speech all over his body floated to the tip of the spear along with the ring that came out of his hand, and gradually condensed into a thread-shaped light blade.

"call--"

The two let out a long sigh of relief almost at the same time, but they were overwhelmed by a heavier gasp.

One hand, a huge, steel-cast, and steam-spewing hand grasped this alternative spear, and in the night, a towering giant suddenly appeared——

Alexander!

The sun-like heat and light burst out from the furnace in its chest, instantly illuminating the sea area. Amidst a burst of dense metal friction sounds like drumbeats, it bent down and crouched, and with all its strength, raised the sea area with both hands. The spear was beyond everyone's imagination, and straight and fiery blue flames gushed out from the exhaust holes between each joint, and the sea boiled when it fell into artificial daylight.

The metal body groaned as the levers broke and the bolts fell off. The armor covering the thick arms turned red and twisted under the tremendous force. Even Alexander could hardly bear the weight of the gun.

The octopus wailed under the rolled-up hull, setting off a tsunami that quickly ended.

On the surface of the sea like Lang Lang's day, a red one-eyed suddenly jumped out of the water, followed by the shoulder, the torso, the hot furnace, and finally the simple but magnified spear.

The octopus is fighting desperately, but how can the suppression of the integrated Deathly Hallows be resisted by a humble soul like it? Streaks of silver light that belonged to the invisibility cloak spread out from the ship, firmly restraining the waving tentacles. Alexander raised his spear high and pointed at the live target under his feet in an unpretentious manner.

A giant eye encased in tentacles could be seen through the gap in the hull, but it was pierced with perfect precision before it could get a good look at the world.

The tip of the spear fell to the bottom of the sea, accumulating downward without hindrance! Until its sinking momentum was interrupted by Alexander with the same mighty force, but it obviously had no strength to pull it up, and even the furnace on its chest was much darker. Those twisted and overheated steel plates seemed to be the result of a tired warrior after a fight. Heaving chest.

On the sea at this moment, the huge waves had quietly fallen, and the storm that had been stimulated also ended silently. The sleeping travelers on the cruise ship did not know that such a thrilling hunt took place a hundred nautical miles to the north of them.

Alexander's body was wrapped in silver mist, which slowly dissipated, and he had already returned to his station.

There was only one straight keel standing proudly on the surface of the sea, as if someone had planted a flag in the puddle.

"Gulu Gulu..."

Dense bubbles suddenly surged on the surface of the sea, and immediately afterwards, fluorescent green blood covered the surface of the sea, but the top predators in the sea did not follow the smell of blood. On the contrary, several sea beasts in this sea area Turning its belly, it slowly floated up.

To poison in the blood! The audience on the cruise ship teased lightly that although wizards have a lot of experience in fighting large creatures, if they are attacked by such a final surprise, I am afraid that anyone will be thrown off their feet.

Nelson and Tom were not in a hurry to visit their prize, but stood on the surface, silently gazing at the too-quiet bottom.

"puff!"

A line of ink shot out from under the rolled-up hull, but they were not moved by it. Sure enough, the line of ink dissipated quickly.

"Puff puff!"

There were a few more noises, but Nelson and Tom were counting silently.

"ten."

"eleven."

Nelson raised his wand.

"twelve."

When the twelfth ink line rushed out, he waved his arm, and a moonlight-like silver light chased the ink line and rushed northward. It was indeed more difficult to entangle with the previous bait. Behind it, it was chasing like a cat playing with a mouse, and even Tom's eyes were attracted by this funny scene.

"Thirteen."

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand, and a black lightning bolt fell from the top of his head, and fell straight to a cute octopus on the bottom of the sea.

"I lied to you."

Tom giggled again and patted Nelson on the shoulder.

"Thirteen is the favorite number of the mean Herb," ​​Nelson explained, as if a narrator. "The wizards of ancient Greece regarded thirteen as an unknown number, and that's why."

Tom could feel the little octopus glaring at him, and he grinned, crushing it into powder without mercy.

"I've decided, Gnar, that next semester I'm going to be an excellent student in History of Magic. Professor Binns will be very pleasantly surprised."

"He won't be pleased, I swear."

Nelson waved his hand, and the keel standing on the sea gradually turned back to the azure blue of the sea, and the parts that served as key parts also transformed into mayflies and flew back to his pocket. The Elder Wand and the ring broke through the water and rushed towards him. Come, be held firmly in his hands.

"What about the invisibility cloak?"

"It's invisible, you didn't see it." As soon as Nelson finished speaking, the hull that restrained the huge body of the octopus quickly decayed and collapsed as if it had been fast forwarded hundreds of years, and finally turned into sea water and merged into the ocean, attached to the boat. The silver light on his body flew towards Nelson like a catastrophe, and clung to his coat. He just smiled like Tom, "I lied to you."

Tom shrugged, he was too lazy to bother.

The corpse of the octopus that had lost its restraint slowly floated up, the twisted meat ball loosened, revealing a shriveled eyeball that was pierced, from which the green venom spread.

The tentacles that were no longer under the control of the slave spread out, revealing the true face of the monster—it was really a normal-looking octopus, except that it had more tentacles, became more curious, and grew bigger, which was different from the normal octopus. It doesn't make any difference.

"Thirteen... So Hai Erbo still suffered a bad luck, and died a terrible death." Tom looked at the unorthodox octopus floating in the sea, covered in fluorescent green, and said, "No, no. Saying that there are only twelve Horcruxes, he shouldn't be so unlucky."

"The thirteenth is with me."

Nelson touched the little finger of his left hand, and a circle of green, ouroboros-like patterns emerged quietly. After many years, he still couldn't get rid of this scar, but it seemed to have no effect, maybe it was related to the lightning on Harry Potter's head The scar is average, a medal for a winner.

"oh?"

"But Tom, do you know what's more interesting?"

"Can I choose my pose on the Chocolate Frog Card?"

"Professor Binns told me that these two Horcruxes are in the illusion, but this ship is traveling in the present world."

"The information is wrong."

"This is more interesting," Nelson said briskly, his voice was hidden by the sea breeze so that only Tom could hear, "Second Salem has no Horcruxes, I went to the Mirage, although the illusion there is even more dangerous than Horcruxes , but the dissipated magic power only comes from the 'cocoon' that breeds the dementors."

"Um?"

"In short, it should be regarded as the end," Nelson shook his head, "The story belonging to Hai Erbo is completely over."

"Is it really over?"

"At least he finished it by himself." Nelson looked at the newborn sun and murmured, "What an unlucky dark wizard, he died aggrieved like that. Sure enough, the number thirteen is quite unlucky."

When the first rays of sunlight hit the sea surface, the body of the octopus, which was constantly floating, had already fallen to the bottom of the sea again, but this time it did not bounce up, but passed through a sudden light door and disappeared.

Tom glanced casually, and at the moment the octopus entered the light gate, a corner of the black veil emerged from the light gate, and then quietly disappeared.