Gawain never underestimated the dangers of the wizarding world.

But he never imagined it to be such a danger.

The sprouts were swaying wildly, and in just a few seconds, they had grown to the thickness of a little finger, and they were stretching towards him.

"Don't struggle! This is the power He has given me, and it is not something that a weak mortal can resist. ”

Ronan was laughing.

Laughing presumptuously, laughing maniacally.

But Gawain did not despair.

On the contrary, Gawain was extremely calm at the moment.

Even though the ropes formed by the black air currents made him feel breathless, Ronan's wild laughter in his ears was really irritating.

But Gawain could feel the wand around his waist heating up, helping him stay sane.

Wish.

- It's not about being able to break free.

“Khronos Double Accel。 ”

Gawain silently spoke.

He had never tried the Silent Spell to cast it, but he felt that he should not fail.

The blood surged rapidly, allowing Gawain to squeeze the strength of his body more fully. He tried to struggle, and the black air flow loosened for half a minute, but it didn't work.

"Huh?"

Ronan questioned suspiciously, and in the blink of an eye, the black air flow wrapped around Gawain's strength became heavier by three points, but the growth of the granulations also slowed down visibly.

This corroborates Gawain's speculation.

- Whatever that granule was, Ronan needed to be preoccupied with controlling that disgusting heart.

Whether it's de-suppressing, or it's merging.

Otherwise, he could have controlled the black air flow to send Gawain to his heart, instead of passively waiting for the damn tentacles to extend here.

"Now, there needs to be an opportunity. ”

Gawain pondered, and made a decision faster than he could think. - Light, not fire.

Although he had never actually used the Silent Charm, as it was taught in the fifth grade, he was no stranger to the principles of the Silent Charm.

Professor Flitwick had taught him privately that the silent spell was not really "silent" in nature, but rather a kind of self-hypnosis that was quickly established through anchoring, convincing himself that "sound" actually existed.

Lumos (fluorescent scintillation). ”

Gawain imagined in his mind the light, the shining, the divine, the light that illuminated everything.

Like the day he came to Hogwarts, he saw it in front of the gates of hell... The glorious spear from the Silver City.

A ray of extremely bright light, with Gawain's fingertips as the core, bloomed in this small tent. The shining white, piercing through the lightless darkness, illuminated even Ronan's bony torso.

"Ahh

Ronan let out a shrill shout, and the black air flow shrank, forcing even the wriggling whiskers to stop.

“*&%￥#！”

A strange spell was shouted from Ronan's mouth, and it was barely a breath or two before the darkness swept over again, completely extinguishing Gawain's light.

But Gawain's intentions have also been achieved.

“Expulso！”

Extremely thin blue flames shot out from his fingertips!

It broke through the black air currents that blocked it, through the wriggling whiskers, but as if it had been crooked, it fell straight to the ground near the box.

"Hahaha! Is this what you are struggling to save your life?!"

Ronan even froze for a second or two before he realized what was going on. He let out a wild laugh, and even loosened his control of the black airflow a little more, just to speed up the growth of the whiskers.

Undoubtedly, Ronan did not show the composure.

Although the heart is pierced like this, it will not affect the final result, but the strength of his soul determines the value of use in front of him.

But Ronan was still wrong.

Gawain's target was not the box or the heart, nor Ronan's body, which was obviously worthless, but the lid of the box that fell to the ground!

He wasn't sure if the spell would be powerful enough to break the savage sprouts, or if a single cut would destroy Ronan's heart.

But Gawain felt that he could at least go to Bo.

Scarlet tents, miserable green serpentine flames.

There is no doubt that Gryffindor is not the only one involved, but also the scheming, mature and steady Slytherin plan.

Gawain didn't believe that with Slytherin's methods, he would trust a guy like Ronan like a stupid redhead, and the contract mentioned by Ronan before proved this again.

The magic on the lock is not so much to lock the inside, but to prevent Ronan from breaking the contract and secretly opening the chest!

Knowing everything, Gawain didn't have it at all.

But they are already facing a desperate situation, and if you don't gamble, it's better to just wait for death!

Suddenly, the curtain at the door of the tent was blown open, and the miserable green flames turned into the shape of a poisonous snake, stabbing in as fast as lightning.

At the moment when Gawain was just a flash of green light, the snake had already bitten Ronan's dirty heart.

Large turquoise lines appeared in mid-air.

But this time Gawain was able to read what it meant.

"Disobey the will of the performers.

Price: Soul. ”

The green flame attached to the surface of the heart, burning silently. The ghostly light in Ronan's eyes pulsed wildly, but he couldn't mobilize even a trace of black airflow.

It seems that even the sound has been ignited.

"Merciful death. ”

Gawain was even more jealous of the ancient wizards, and he didn't believe that if Slytherin told Ronan in advance that there would be such a rogue clause in the contract, Ronan would sign it willingly.

He even suspected that even Gryffindor himself might not know about it.

It took about a few minutes for the green flame to finally go out, and the blue flame in Ronan's eyes had long since been extinguished.

The box hit the ground with a dull "thump".

“Lumos。 ”

Gawain pressed his exhaustion and took out his wand to light up the tent. He cautiously approached and found that his heart, which had been disgusting, had now been reduced to a layer of grayish-white ashes.

A knuckle-sized piece of jade remained in the center of the chest, and its appearance was a pale white cloud, which was very beautiful.

Gao Wen picked up the jade, and was surprised to feel that from the palm of the hand that touched the jade, the bubbling warm current was being continuously transported.

It was as if he was lying in warm hot water, and the fatigue and pain that had just arisen from the rough acceleration time were being smoothed out little by little.

Suddenly, the curtain was violently pulled open.

Gawain looked at it as Margaret with a spear.

"Put it down, foal, I have no intention of going to war. ”

The leader of the centaurs waved his hand, signaling that Gawain didn't have to be so vigilant. He looked around the tent until he saw Ronan's extinguished eyes, and then he finally sighed deeply.

"You know?!"

Gawain saw Margaret's movements, and a bold guess arose. The ebony wand was pointed at it quickly, and the incantation was already brewing in his mouth.

"I only have one guess, this is the first time that the Elder has asked for too much blood, and the first time that there is a strong desire to see the Fulfiller.

So I let Bane go, because he was the only one who didn't hear the elder's orders. Ronan hinted at you in his own way, but unfortunately you still came.

Ponies should not be victims, and the centaurs of the Dark Forest today cannot afford a leader who lived thousands of years ago. ”

He explained to Gawain with a calm but bitter face.

"Dumbledore told me that you need a secret way to strengthen your physique, so I wanted to speak to the Elders. Go and destroy that squalid spider swarm, and come back here again, and you will be honored by us.

For now, let's go.

Centaurs should rejoice tonight.

But we must mourn. ”