Evan looked at the huge statue of the evil god, and the memories that were almost fading were entangled with all kinds of emotions, and he felt a sense of awe that was about to drive people crazy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The statue was calling him, calling him to come here, to come to it.

Eight hundred years ago, the Fallen Centaurs took a portion of the Philosopher's Stone with them.

The remaining magic power in the shattered Philosopher's Stone was not enough to summon this evil god back into this world, and it needed this piece from Aven.

Perhaps, that's why Evan entered this dream.

The evil god, who was gradually regaining his strength, sensed the half of the philosopher's stone that Aven was carrying nearby, and it needed Aven to surrender to him and hand over the philosopher's stone.

This feeling became more pronounced as Evan got closer to the centaur ruins.

Its statue looks so awe-inspiring and yet extraordinary, as sacred as a true god.

Anyone who sees it for the first time will feel the urge to bow and worship.

Unfortunately, it didn't know that Evan had seen it for what it was in the illusions created by Gryffindor, and that it knew what the so-called gods were really like monsters.

Not only will Evan not give him the Philosopher's Stone, but he will also take it back and the half of the Philosopher's Stone that the Fallen Centaurs had taken with him eight hundred years ago.

Through these encounters, it is not difficult to find that the most powerful ability of the evil god lies in mind magic and the control of dreams.

They can create illusions and enter someone's dreams.

Just as Dementors feed on happy emotions, evil spirits are able to find all the crevices in the psyche that can be exploited, evoke the deepest darkness in a person's heart, and absorb the negative emotions that come with it, such as fear, madness, and anxiety, and consume their soul.

They need flesh and blood to build their bodies, and negative emotions make them powerful.

In Alagog's lair, the Eight-Eyed Spider takes captured animals to underground ruins, using their flesh and soul to help the Eyeball monsters regain their strength.

But that's not enough, the souls of those animals are too weak.

When Malfoy unleashed a large amount of negative energy due to his fear of darkness and the unknown, and finally chose to surrender to the other party, the eyeball monster truly regained its form.

Aven does not believe in evil gods, nor is he deluded by the visions in front of him.

He glanced at the statue again, and began to feel bored.

Limited by his strength, this guy is now turning over and over with just that little ability, bewitching, creating chaos, and a succession of illusions......

Until its ontology actually descends into the real world, there's nothing to fear.

Like Voldemort hiding in the forest not far away, no matter how powerful he once was, he can only survive in a dark corner.

After discussing the matter with Dumbledore, Evan had already prepared a way to deal with it.

He worked hard to empty his brain, using brain occlusion to resist the spiritual infiltration of the evil god into him.

About a year ago, Evan began experimenting with Occlumency, a spell that could effectively help the user resist the invasion and influence of spiritual magic.

Unlike a magic wand that can be quickly mastered, the recurring distractions in his mind make him do very badly.

There was no way for Evan to really close his brain like Snape, but the effect of using this spell was indeed very obvious.

The dream in front of me was like an affected TV signal, and the picture began to fluctuate significantly, and it was no longer as clear as before.

As Aven's brain closes, the connection between the two becomes weaker and weaker.

The elaborate centaur city beneath the statue of the evil god and the terrace began to crumble and become fragmented, and Aven fell from the sky......

By the time he woke up, it was already dark.

Nothing changed in front of me, as if nothing had happened.

The early morning heat woke Aven, and he sat on his bed and gasped for a moment, thinking about the evil god and vampire that had appeared in his dream.

Only when the sweat on his body completely dissipated did he get out of bed and go to the window.

Outside, the night was about to fade, and the dawn slowly woke up the sleeping creatures.

Evan opened the window, and a trace of cold air slowly blew in.

In the sky, the gray-blue dome began to fade overhead, and gradually turned into a faint blue smoke bordering the horizon.

A soft mist rose from the edge of the forest, and the distant mountains were painted with a soft milky white, and the white mist rendered everything hazy and psychedelic.

Just as Evan was immersed in the beautiful scenery in front of him, he suddenly heard a sharp and desolate cry, which sounded very sad.

He looked down and saw a pale-skinned woman under the window.

She had long silver-white hair in a shawl and a black cloak, and she couldn't tell her appearance and age clearly.

For some reason, she cried so much that she clasped her hands together and clapped her hands together, making a loud noise.

The sound is very wanting, and it is particularly harsh in the empty and silent streets of the early morning.

But strangely, no one came out to dissuade or inquire about the situation.

Evan even had a strange feeling that he was the only one who could hear her cry.

It was so strange that he was about to ask what was going on, when the woman under the window seemed to sense something, and suddenly raised her head and glared at Aven.

What kind of face is that, with blue and white skin, dilated pupils, and facial features that have begun to decay and deform, this is a dead man!

Evan took a step back, looking at the guy below in disbelief.

It was hard to imagine that he could see a dead woman moving and crying.

What the hell is going on, necromancy, witchcraft, or something else?!

Evan thought of the Yin Corpse, but the woman clearly had a mind of her own.

Or maybe it's an unspeakable creation of an evil god.

After an unsuccessful attempt to infiltrate and control Aven in the dream, it sent such a guy over.

The monster downstairs seemed very satisfied with Aven's reaction.

Looking at the frightened boy, it cracked open its large, scary mouth, exaggerated upwards, revealing an ugly smile, and several maggots fell out of it.

After a brief moment of shock, Evan quickly recovered.

Not surprisingly, this is a banshee!

He had seen the introduction of this dark creature in "Where the Magical Creatures Are It" and the Defence Against the Dark Arts textbook before, but he had never seen a living thing.

Unexpectedly, it was even more terrifying than the book described.

You know, banshees are very rare, and they are not harmful, but generally speaking, wizards consider it to be a sign of extreme bad luck.

From a divination point of view, this is a very bad ominous omen, second only to the sight of a large black dog that portends death.

As the name suggests, if the Banshee cries loudly downstairs in someone's house, it means that the person in the window it chooses will die quickly...... (To be continued.) )