Chapter 1694 Bruce Wayne and the Sorcerer's Stone (IX)

Chapter 1667 Bruce Wayne and the Philosopher's Stone (IX)

After a busy morning, the three finally had time to rest and returned to the common room. The atmosphere in the room was unexpectedly solemn. As soon as they walked in, they were stared at by almost everyone in the academy.

"What's wrong?" Barry asked cautiously.

"Oh, you're back." Kane just said this, turned his head and looked at them, then ignored them and gathered with several other seniors to discuss something.

Little Bruce pushed Barry and motioned him to join the conversation, but Barry was a little hesitant. Little Bruce rolled his eyes helplessly.

After a while, Kane knocked on the table and gathered everyone together. He cleared his throat and said.

"I must emphasize to you once again that you are absolutely not allowed to go to the end of the corridor on the fourth floor of the main castle. If you violate other school rules, you may only be punished by labor, but if you violate this one, you will bear the consequences yourself!"

After everyone dispersed, Barry came over. Kane leaned against the door of his dormitory, shook his head helplessly and said, "I heard that someone from Zatara College accidentally entered that corridor and was injured. He has been sent to the hospital now."

"You also know that the college has the most people and is not easy to manage. Maybe someone forgot the repeated warnings of the professor and the class leader and accidentally triggered some counter-magic. All the class leaders of their grades were punished. I don't want to be punished, so, Barry, please keep an eye on the students in your grade, don't really put yourself in the hospital!"

As Kane said, he raised his eyes and looked at little Bruce not far away. Barry also looked back at him and sighed deeply.

At ten o'clock that night, Barry stopped little Bruce on the steps of the floating spire.

"I knew you were going to go out at night." Barry sighed and said, "Don't tell me your destination is the corridor on the fourth floor. Someone was injured there. Don't you know that?"

But Bruce Jr. showed a mocking smile and said, "That's why I'm going. Either follow me or go back to sleep."

"Impossible, I won't let you go!" Barry blocked Bruce Jr. tightly. He was about the same age as Bruce Jr., but maybe because Bruce Jr. had better nutrition, he was taller and stronger than Barry.

Despite this, Barry was uncompromising. No matter how Bruce Jr. pushed him, he would not give way. But at this time, another voice sounded behind them.

"Barry, I think we should go and see together. At least we should know what hurt the student."

Looking at the girl with platinum hair gradually coming out of the darkness, Barry sighed deeply and said, "Harry, are you going to be stupid with him?"

"It's always you who are being stupid. It's you." Bruce took this opportunity to push Barry away and walked forward quickly, saying without looking back, "You can wait here until dawn. I'm going now."

Barry could only grit his teeth and stomp his feet to follow Bruce. Although he knew that this was Bruce's trick, he had no choice. Whether it was his responsibility as a class leader or his conscience, he couldn't watch Bruce go to his death, even if Bruce was very annoying.

The floating spire is a certain distance away from the main castle. They must first cross half of the garden, walk through the corridor, and cross the courtyard in the center of the manor before they can reach the main castle.

And just as they walked through the corridor to the courtyard, Bruce raised his head and squinted at the window on the fourth floor of the castle.

Gothic windows are often tall and narrow, but symmetrical on both sides. At this time, the moon is behind the castle, and the moonlight shines into the corridor through the window, so that the window on the other side can also vaguely see the scene in the corridor.

"What?" Barry said with wide eyes and some horror. He just saw a huge shadow flashing through a window on the fourth floor.

Little Bruce didn't seem surprised. He walked forward quickly and said, "It's not hard to guess. If there are really very important things stored in that room, there must be guards."

"The professors reminded all students not to go to the corridor on the fourth floor. Perhaps it was because the guard was very cruel and students couldn't handle it. They were not worried about students stealing treasures, but worried that the guards would hurt students."

"Their worries are justified." Barry caught up with him and raised his voice, saying, "The guards have already hurt students."

"That's not the point at all." Little Bruce looked up at the window again, quickened his pace and said, "If it's not to prevent students from stealing treasures, then who are they protecting against?"

"Have you ever thought about why they put such guards in the school that are far beyond the students' ability to deal with, instead of just setting up a few tricks to deceive the students?"

Barry was not stupid. He heard the implication of Little Bruce's words, so he tentatively said, "Could this be a trap?"

"It must be a trap."

Bruce sighed softly and said, "And if I'm not mistaken, the monster guarding there is the tree demon Sergei."

Barry and Harley took a breath of cold air together. They had seen Pamela's tree demon companion during the day. Although the tree was not a towering tree, it was at least four or five meters tall and had lush branches and leaves. The arm of the tree called Pato was much thicker than their thighs. If the tree demon called Sergei looked the same as his brother, then it was really not something the students could handle.

As they spoke, the three of them had already entered the castle. The castle, which had long been empty, only had a few night lights left. The candlelight flickered, reflecting all the familiar things during the day into terrifying shadows.

Barry felt a little scared, and Harley was even more startled, but Bruce kept walking forward with his head down. The three of them quickly went up the third floor and came to the stairs on the fourth floor.

Three little heads lined up neatly beside the corner wall, looking at the huge shadow swaying at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor. It was a huge tree demon that was almost exactly the same as Pato they saw this morning. The difference was that he looked even more terrifying in the dark corridor. The two green glowing eyes were like ghost lights, and the sharp claws seemed to be ready to tear apart all the enemies at any time.

"It's really a tree demon." Barry covered his mouth and squeezed out a breath from his fingers. Harry blinked and said, "Do you remember? Professor Pamela said this morning that someone borrowed this tree demon, maybe to guard this room."

"Earth Magic Defense Network..." Little Bruce spit out this word, and there was rarely any sarcasm in his tone. Instead, he said very seriously: "The guys who followed me during the day told me this word. They said that this thing is vital to the magic world."

"The energy core of the magic defense network is placed in that room." Harry's tone also became serious. As she said herself, she had only heard about many things before, but had never seen them with her own eyes, so there was a certain deviation in her cognition.

She knew the existence of green light energy, but she didn't know where the energy came from or how it existed. So, following this line of thought, it was reasonable that there would be a core that stored this energy.

Barry was still a little confused, but Harley's tone gradually became calmer. She said, "I was the first to enter school, so I know some things about the magic world. The magic world has just experienced a great disaster. Do you know why?"

Harley told them about the previous situation of the magic world at the fastest speed and with the most precise words. Barry clenched his fists when he heard it.

"So it's all the fault of those human betrayers. How could they be so spineless to compromise with those angels and demons? If they hadn't given in step by step, how could the magic world be like this?" Barry said angrily.

"I heard from Master Andrew that sometimes we can't blame them completely." Harry lowered his voice and said, "Angels and demons are much higher than humans, and humans can easily fall into their traps. Many magicians think they have clear wills, but in fact they have been controlled by demons."

Little Bruce narrowed his eyes and said, "Could it be that the dean and professors knew that there might be controlled humans who had sneaked into the academy and wanted to interfere with or even destroy the construction of the magic defense network, so they set up this trap?"

"It's very likely." Barry raised his voice and said, "Because if this magic defense network is built, then They will have a hard time, and if they can't build it, they will be the ones who benefit the most. "

"Hiss..." Harley took a breath, and then said instinctively: "Then we have to tell Professor Schiller quickly."

"Why do you think he is trustworthy?" Bruce turned his head and stared at Harley and said: "Let's take a step back. If he has other solutions, why would he set up this trap?"

Harley paused, but she was not convinced by Bruce. She knew Schiller better than the other two, so she thought that if the energy core was really dangerous, Schiller would not put it here so carelessly.

Since it is here and there is a trap, it means that Schiller may have another plan. In this case, it is better to wait and see.

But at this moment, Barry narrowed his eyes and whispered, "Look, there seems to be someone over there!"

The other two immediately followed his gaze and saw a black shadow appear behind the tree demon. He was wearing a black robe, so his face and body could not be seen clearly. He just quickly ran past the tree demon.

The three people's hearts immediately hung in the air, because the door of the room was behind the tree demon, but the black shadow found that the door was locked when he ran to the door. The tree demon reacted quickly, and waved his arm full of branches and slapped directly at the black shadow.

The black shadow was too close, so he instinctively stretched out his arm to resist. After a low cry of pain, the black shadow grabbed his arm, and blood dripped from his arm.

Seizing the opportunity when the tree demon paused, the black shadow drilled through his armpit, and then jumped out of the window. The three people quickly rushed down the stairs to the courtyard of the castle, but there was no figure.

The next morning, Bruce went to the auditorium for breakfast and stared at Schiller.

At this time, Schiller picked up the bread with a fork in one hand, while the other hand was always hanging under the table, hidden in the sleeve.

Victor, who came to work part-time, sat next to Schiller, and Bruce pricked up his ears to listen to their conversation.

"What's wrong? Schiller, is your hand injured?"

"It's just a minor injury."

"It's really strange that you can get injured. How did you get it?"

Schiller remained silent, while Anna on the other side came over and said to Victor with a smile.

"He played with the shredder!"

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