Chapter 18: The Deceased

Rude, I won. ”

The winner bowed and thanked the spectators before leaving, and the loser had long since lost consciousness and lay motionless in the ring.

The ring was stained with blood, and the snake's head was scattered around the ring like a dice, and the snakes' bodies seemed to be unaware of the loss of their heads, and they were still writhing helplessly in place.

Tom Mavolo Riddle, no, everyone present didn't know how Sean did it.

The snakes had obviously surrounded him, and just waiting for Tom Mavolo Riddle's order to add countless tooth marks to Sean's body in just one second.

The audience also thought the same, they had already held their breath and prepared for the next second of cheers, and the male student sitting in the village also patted his chest and was glad that Sean did not win, otherwise with the odds he offered, he would not only have to work for nothing tonight, but also have to owe a lot of debt.

However, the supposed victory of Tom Mavolo Riddle did not come as planned.

The snakes still bit through the broken phantom, and in the next second, Tom Mavolo Riddle fell to the ground in response, unable to get up again.

Similarly, the snakes separated their heads and bodies as Tom Mavoloriridel fell to the ground.

No one could see how Sean did it, only to hear the uninvited referee shout, "The winner is, Professor Sean!" ”

Smile politely and thank this unknown referee for his fair verdict.

The victor should hold his chest open to meet the cheers that belong to him, and Sean did exactly that, the imaginary cheers did not come as promised, and the audience seemed to be immersed in the unacceptable facts.

Shaking his head, Sean felt a little bored. The goal of people's efforts is not to dream a noble dream, but to receive a lot of cheers, and pretending to be forced is the most fundamental need of human beings. And now the sense of disappointment that is spreading in the air makes Sean reluctant to stay any longer. Just as he was about to leave, the sound of a defeated dog made him speed up and disappear into the scene.

"You must have cheated, you are a professor and a master of wandless spellcasting, you must have secretly used magic to escape from the spell of the Oolong Cave!"

"Yes, yes, it must be that."

"Referee, he's cheating!"

"Shady, shady!"

"It's not fair, ask for a rematch."

"Yes, yes, this plate doesn't count...... Counted. The male student who sat in the village still chose to follow his heart, and his choice was also exchanged for Sean's satisfactory reply.

Brain-dead powder?

Sean thought about it and didn't want to explain more. After making a gesture to the uninvited referee, Sean disappeared into place, not going to engage in a boring war of words after a fight in the ring.

"Listen to me, Professor Sean didn't cheat, but really defeated Tom with physical skills, and I can see very clearly at this point that this competition is absolutely fair."

Uninvited man with a micro

Laughing, explained in a voice that everyone could hear.

"No, you must be with him, I've never seen you at Hogwarts."

"I can't remember seeing this self-proclaimed referee when you say that."

"Yes, so do I, he must ...... Huh? What about people? ”

In the bustling room, the Slytherin students who were spectators had long since been unable to find the old man who had come as an uninvited referee, just as Sean had disappeared in front of their eyes, without any magic fluctuations, but without alarming anyone.

Anne hugged poor Tom Marvolo Ridder in distress, hugged him tightly in her arms, and cursed Sean for his excesses, but the slightly upturned corners of her mouth betrayed her.

Perhaps, this is the first time she has thanked Sean in the bottom of her heart, perhaps.

After Sean left the place where the fight was playing, he hurried back to his room and took the Rubick book out of the cabinet and placed it on his lower back.

His right hand gripped the hilt of the iron sword tightly, facing his own door, as if the next guy who pushed the door open would become the ghost of his sword.

The hourglass slowly fell.

Each grain of sand fell and touched the pile of sand that came down with a slight sound.

Drip, drip, drip.

It was like a knock on Sean's heart, and cold sweat had long since crawled all over his forehead.

From the moment that uninvited guy appeared, Sean thought it was some out-of-the-world master hiding in a hidden place at Hogwarts House. For example, in an organization that has been inherited for more than a hundred years, there are often one or two old guys who never show their heads, and their strength is unfathomable and hiding in the shadows, except that this organization is on the verge of extinction, otherwise it is easy not to show up.

Sean had guessed like this, maybe this unknown old man had a temperament because of this interesting duel, and he came out to play a cameo as a referee, and then continued to hide when he was done.

However, when Sean is about to play Tom and dodge his spells.

A casual glance made his mood no longer calm, and the old man's face was very similar to the disguise mask that Christian had given him. Rather, the old man's face was one of the several masks that Chrystian had given him.

The man came to his room and took a mask.

At this moment, Sean was surrounded by Tom's snakes. Tom's plan to experience the thrill of taking off also falls through with Sean's restlessness, from cutting off the head of the snake to Sean's return to the room.

Sean's mood never calmed down, he stared at the door, he had a hunch that the unknown referee would come looking for him.

Boom... Boom... Boom...

The door didn't open as expected, and there was an unhurried knock on the door, which was patient.

did not break in, but chose to respect the master inside, Comply

Following etiquette, a visit begins with a knock on the door.

The hand on the hilt of the sword still did not leave, Sean clenched his teeth and did not move a step, he was deeply aware of the current situation, this was a test of patience.

The people outside the door were waiting for the moment when he lost his mind and launched an attack.

Old spicy hunter!

That's right, now it's a duel between a hunter and a prey, and Sean doesn't dare to let his guard down, he can't see through the strength of the other party.

If it weren't for his inadvertent glance at the spell attached to the mask, he would probably have returned to his room to continue his research tonight after winning the victory.

"Sean, it's me, you can't open the door."

The knocking stopped, as if patience had run out, and the man outside the door finally couldn't help but shout.

Snot?

That was Sean's first thought, and then he shook his head, he was in Calder's trial world, and it was impossible for Snot to get in.

An old man who has not been in touch for several years, Sean does not believe that he can meet him in this world, and if he sees him in the camp, Sean thinks it is more likely.

"No, you don't want to lie to me."

Sean firmly denied that the spirit was further concentrated, and the opponent had already used mental tactics, indicating that the other party was no longer patient, and the time for the fight was not far away.

"Ahh

Tapping on the door, Sean could imagine the person outside the door scratching his ears and cheeks.

"I don't know where you know the name, but you don't want to fool me. I, Sean, was never fooled! ”

"you, I'm never fooled, who dragged me to the cemetery in the middle of the night, and took a broken mirror to the moon, saying that it was to absorb the essence of the moonlight and open the door? I didn't see the door, there is a zombie in Lao Wang! ”

"No, you're, say, who the hell are you?!"

The corners of Sean's mouth twitched, this was what happened when he and Snot were looking for the key to the battlefield, and no one knew except him and Snot, unless he had spoken in his sleep. With some belief in his heart, Sean still refused to open the door, pulled out his iron sword and shouted to the people outside the door: "If you are a snot, then whether Snot is used with his left hand or his right hand, three, two, one." ”

"Right hand!"

"What is a snotty child's favorite food?"

"Carrots."

"Snot's crush?"

"Ma ...... Marshall. ”

"Huh?!"

"Ahhhh!!h

"How many hemorrhoids do you have on your buttocks?"

With a bang, the door opened, and Sean looked at the man who had taken off the old man's mask with some joy and said, "Snot, it's really you!" ”

"Lao Tzu has no hemorrhoids in his buttocks, not one."

Snot, which I haven't seen in years, said.