Chapter 132: The Dancing Beetle
Wang Yong was very angry, really angry, because there was indeed a moment when he was forced into a corner by Krum, which was a shame for him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
It seems that when dealing with an opponent like Krum, he may have to kill him directly, otherwise he doesn't know what kind of moth he can make.
This kind of place Krum seems to have been preparing for a long time, and it seems that Krum is not a brainless brute like he usually shows, and he knows to dig a pit for himself to jump, and he almost got hit.
He cursed, and kicked Krum in the thigh again, breaking his thigh bone with a click.
Krum was so traumatized that he rolled his eyes and tried to faint, but the pain from the depths of his soul made him unable to help himself, and he couldn't pass out.
The Imperius Curse may have little control over these deranged half-werewolves, but it was enough to make them feel what it means to be in pain.
Wang Yong took out a water beetle from the space, the beetle looked very pitiful, trembling on Wang Yong's palm, the original oily and slippery carapace now looked dull, it seemed that as long as it continued to be held in this way for a few days, this insect would soon die.
A closer look at the large, still chubby beetle reveals that the markings around the beetle's tentacles are identical to the ugly glasses Rita Skeeter was wearing.
Wang Yong sneered and threw the beetle on the ground, not afraid of the beetle escaping at all.
"Rita Skeeter! Why do you love eavesdropping so much, what does it feel like to be imprisoned? Wang Yong asked to himself.
As soon as the beetle was thrown to the ground by Wang Yong, it crawled out desperately, directly into the layers of dead branches and leaves in the Forbidden Forest.
When it heard Wang Yong's words, its whole body was shocked, of course it knew that Wang Yong already knew that it was Rita Skeeter, otherwise no one would use space to imprison a beetle.
But Wang Yong didn't make any marks on its shell, so she believed that she could escape completely, or deceived herself that she could.
After almost forty-eight hours spent in the silent darkness, she was now on the verge of collapse, and she just wanted to run as far away as possible, as far away from this horrible person as possible.
But it backfired, and Wang Yong waved his wand.
The beetle, desperately trying to escape, could not escape, and became a woman with large jeweled glasses and a magenta suit, but judging by her sunken eye sockets and pale complexion, she had not had a good time for the past two days.
"Wang ...... Wang Yong, what do you want to do? I'll admit I'm an Animagus and I've eavesdropped on the conversation between you and Hermione, but what do you want to do? Will you hand me over to the Ministry of Magic......" As soon as she became a human, Rita Skeeter began to babble, seemingly unaware of the predicament she was in.
But she found that Wang Yong's eyes occasionally flashed with a light, and she couldn't help but feel very cold, the cold from the bone marrow, so that she couldn't make a sound when she grew up, like an invisible pause button choking her neck.
This terrifying look that froze was something she had only heard of in the mysterious man before, and everyone who had seen it had already died, nothing else.
She struggled, she didn't want to die, like a mouse stared at by a snake, although she didn't dare to move, but after all, she still held on to the hope of life.
She turned with great difficulty, feeling her entire spine rattle as she noticed a scream of pain from someone next to her.
She saw it, but the scene made her face completely bloodless, and even for a moment her heart stopped beating.
It was Durmstran's warrior Krum who had been touched like a blood gourd on the ground, and blood was covered from head to toe, but now he looked like a ghost or a ghost, and he was still howling miserably. And Wang Yong stood aside expressionlessly, and there was a huge fierce fire fighter Myra crouching beside him.
Rita Skeeter felt herself shiver involuntarily, her knees suddenly went soften, and she fell to her knees with a thud, snot and tears flowed down her face, and she felt that it was basically difficult for her to get out of this silent forest alive after seeing this scene.
She was not impressed by Wang Yong at first, this kind of seemingly excellent students meet several times a year, but they have no background and no financial resources, and they will soon disappear after a few years.
He's not a French beauty like Fleur Delacour, a Quidditch superstar like Victor Krum, or a savior like Harry Potter.
Rita Skeeter had always been uninterested in him, and she didn't even bother to do a serious interview, but seeing Hermione and Wang Yong together piqued her interest, because Hermione was usually with Harry's trio, and the dance party was Krum's dance partner, which made her feel like she had caught the shocking gossip of a four-cornered relationship, and she could imagine how much of a response she could get if she made this news.
But when she was obsessed with hermione's hair, she was directly grabbed by Wang Yong, and then she was imprisoned in the dark, until she saw this scene now.
At this time, all the reason in her heart has been lost, all the bottom line, all the dignity has been abandoned by her, she just wants to live, even if it is just to survive.
She crawled on the ground, unafraid of the thick branches and dead leaves on the ground sticking to her.
"Wang Yong, please, let me go, I shouldn't have wanted to find out about the matter between you and Miss Hermione, it was my mistake."
She prostrate and kissed Wang Yong's shoes, even if they were stained with dirt and leaves.
"I can do a lot of things for you, I'm useful, I'm a famous journalist, I have a lot of influence in the Daily Prophet and many other newspapers, I'll do propaganda for you, so that everyone ......"
Rita Skeeter spoke faster and faster, and the more she spoke, the more frightened she became, until finally she cried and choked, wanting to cry but afraid of angering Wang Yong, she could only suppress it desperately.
At this time, her mind completely collapsed, Wang Yong did nothing, but Rita Skeeter was already afraid of this.
It seems that there may be some kind of hierarchical suppression in magic, just like a small animal does not dare to move when it sees a beast.
Wang Yong played with his ebony wand, and said slowly like a whisper: "I signed a contract with Krum to fight to the death, and now only one of us can leave here alive, but when he came over, Durmstrong's people should have known that it was illegal to kill him in England, and it was very difficult to do......"
Although Wang Yong's voice was very soft, Skeeter was immediately choked with fright, and he couldn't cry, and there was only dull horror in his eyes.
When she turned into a beetle and went out to eavesdrop without missing at all, the Animagus was already rare, not to mention insects, and there were only a few cases in the entire history of wizards, and no one thought of this, so she has always been foolproof.
Even if she finds a lot of terrible time, dirty deals, she can judge with a sense of contempt and calmness whether to report, how to deal with it, or blackmail.
But at the moment, she was helpless.
She found that her lips were beginning to turn white and tremble, and she vaguely knew what Wang Yong was doing when she let her out.
"I ...... I will use my influence to help you cover up, no one will suspect you, those Eastern European barbarians died in England, no one will care. She stammered.
"No, I don't think so, since you are here, then you can die for me as a substitute ghost, and the contract will end naturally. And I guess you've turned into a beetle and no one knows your whereabouts, and maybe many people will be ecstatic to have you as a journalist digging for private secrets! Wang Yong looked at Rita Skeeter's trembling body and said.
Skeeter raised his head and looked at Wang Yong blankly, his whole face had completely lost his life, but he looked like a zombie.
The urine flowed out uncontrollably, giving off a fishy smell.
"Ahh Rita Skeeter screamed, she had gone mad, she turned around and stumbled towards the Forbidden Forest......
Wang Yong's ebony wand snapped in the air like a whip, and Rita Skeeter turned into a beetle again and fell to the ground.
Wang Yong stepped forward and picked up the beetle with a dead leaf, and walked up to Krum, who now had no strength to roll.
His face was facing the darkened sky, completely blank, with only occasional twitches, indicating that he was still alive.
Wang Yong used a fluorescent flicker, and the tip of his wand emitted some light.
Wang Yong's feet stepped on Krum's chest and rubbed it twice, and the fur cloak and sweater on his chest were immediately rubbed open, revealing his already bloody chest and thick chest hair.
Wang Yong smiled, dropped the beetle on his chest, and then straightened it slightly with the tip of his wand and put it away.
He took two steps back and circled around the unconscious Krum.
The wand in his hand waved all sorts of intricate and inexplicable patterns in the air, and he walked in a strange way, like a large beetle with a strange appearance, and spat out a shrill incantation that seemed to be delirious.
Krum's trembling body gradually stopped, and thick blood began to ooze from his nostrils, eyes, and facial features, and the broken wounds began to flow blood towards the beetle in his chest.
The beetle soon grew larger and larger as the blood poured in, and the abdomen was faintly filled with blood, like a large mosquito sucking blood.
Krum's muscular torso shriveled up at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Wang Yong stopped, his eyes were uncertain and looked at the beetle, if anyone could read the thoughts, they would know that Wang Yong was extremely excited at this time, or even more so that his whole body was trembling slightly with excitement now.
With a single move of his right hand, the giant Pyroist Myra surrounded Krum and Nita Skeeter of Animagus, and the flames burned brightly.
In the black firelight, Krum's body could be seen getting thinner and thinner, until he was skinny and his face was like a skeleton, and the beetle on his stomach was getting bigger and bigger. Almost as big as Krum's body.
Wang Yong waved his wand, Krum's charred body fell out of the fire, it seemed that there was no breath, his whole person was like a piece of charcoal at this time, and there was a burst of flesh fragrance, maybe he was dead, but the vitality of the half-werewolf was still very strong, and Wang Yong did not observe the escape of his soul.
He was not easily killed by Wang Yong.
What Wang Yong did this time was an experiment that combined an ancient Egyptian scarab beetle witchcraft, Mayan blood sacrifice witchcraft with a cruel sacrificial power that he derived from his bloodline.
As the Cthulhu Mythos says, there are chaotic and maddening elements hidden in everyone's veins, and when discovered, one descends into darkness.
Wang Yong was keen on these studies long before he got Xiao Yi, and after gaining the magic power, he naturally worked tirelessly on it, and now he has gradually explored that point.
Of course, at this moment, he is just walking alone in the dark, and he may glimpse the truth enough to make him die at any time, so he has to be careful, but all this fascinates him so much.
The blood beetle let out a silent scream in the fierce tempering, and finally it clicked and didn't move, apparently completely dead.
Wang Yong glanced around, and the invisible contract that bound him was gone.
Wang Yong's wand was depicted in the air, the beetle shrank smaller and smaller, and the fire gradually weakened, but an extremely complex blood ** magic circle as complex as an etched panel appeared on the beetle's body, drawing a strange and mysterious formation in the air, which made Wang Yong fascinated.
Finally the fire was gone, and the beetle returned to its original size, but it had no breath of life, but only like a basalt carn.
Wang Yong smiled and placed the beetle on Krum's naked, charred chest, and disappeared into Victor's flesh.
Wang Yong smiled and walked out of the forbidden forest, as if nothing had happened.
At this time, there was a little warmth in the night wind, "It seems that spring is coming...... Wang Yong sighed, although today is another moonless night, but it makes Wang Yong feel a different kind of happiness.
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The next day, Durmstrang students were coming down the ship's gangway, talking and laughing, lamenting the joy and splendor of life at Hogwarts, but ......
"Ahh A boy walking in front let out a scream that was not like a male voice.
"Poliaco! What the hell are you calling again! Karkaroff was dissatisfied, Krum didn't come back for a night yesterday and made him feel upset, and his proud disciple lost all the original international superstars as soon as he came to Hogwarts, first he was infatuated with an ordinary Hogwarts girl, jealous of him, and went out angrily yesterday, I don't know what he was going to do?
But the Durmstrang students who walked in front were all as if they were petrified.
Karkarov felt a beat in his heart, and hurriedly dragged away the students in front of him and stepped forward: "Shhh ā
Krum was delirious, lying in front of the boat in a charred black body, half of his face buried in the water, no longer human.