"Blood?" Hermione asked in surprise, and then saw Benjamin nod very calmly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In Benjamin's world, there are many similar ritual mechanisms. He had read from the books of the dead necromancer that there was a treasure on the East Coast that required the blood of hundreds of people to be sacrificed to open it.

"It's okay, it shouldn't take much. Benjamin looked back at Hermione and said firmly. This is just an ordinary magic book, how could it require a lot of blood?

Benjamin saw that Hermione was still a little hesitant, sighed, and took the lead in biting his finger, and then dripped two drops of blood on the book.

Sure enough, these two drops of blood were swallowed up by the book.

Then, there was no movement.

"W-that's not working, is it?" said Hermione, pointing to the spellbook, she didn't trust Benjamin that much.

"How could it not work! It's just, well, I guess I haven't had enough blood. ”

Benjamin went on to squeeze out a few beads of blood that landed on top of the cover.

At this moment, the cover, which was originally covered with dust, suddenly moved, and a large vortex appeared in the place where the blood flowed.

Benjamin watched this scene in amazement, and if he hadn't kept reminding himself that this was in the library, he would have been unable to help but scream.

Hermione struggled to contain the surprise in her heart, and whispered in Benjamin's ear, "What the hell is going on?

Benjamin thought for a moment, and felt that there was a great possibility that Hermione had said.

"It should be, then I'll count three-two-one, and we'll put our hands on the cover together. Benjamin said solemnly, his eyes so charming in the goose-yellow light.

"No problem!" Hermione said firmly, and it must be said that she was a very qualified adventure partner.

The two men looked at each other and smiled, and then when Benjamin counted to one, they both put their hands on the cover of the spellbook at the same time.

At this moment, Benjamin and Hermione felt as if they were attached to something, and no matter how much they struggled, they couldn't move.

In the end, the two of them were directly involved in this book "The Life of Leonardo da Vinci" by this mysterious force.

"Ahh

After the dust on the cover disappeared, a portrait of Leonardo da Vinci as a young man appeared, and he blinked and laughed.

"Hmph! What an unruly little bastard!, yelling in the library, I'm going to have to skin him if I catch him!" The librarian with a feather duster rushed over.

It's just that when she came to Benjamin and Hermione's place with a snort, she only saw two school bags and a confined book.

A Scientific Guide to Pig Farming.

"If you take out the book and don't read it, you won't know where it went!" the librarian scolded angrily, and then put the "Scientific Guide to Pig Farming" back in its original place.

As for the schoolbags of the two people, of course, they were left in place.

"Ouch, Hermione, you've kicked me in the head!" Benjamin grumbled, stroking his head with his hand. The two of them were still falling under this strange suction.

And Hermione was right above Benjamin. In fact, if Benjamin had raised his head at this time, he could even see the infinite spring light under Hermione's robes.

"I'm sorry, Benjamin! Actually, I really want to know when we're going to fall!" Hermione screamed.

"I don't know, maybe we'll stop in the next second, maybe we'll keep doing it. Benjamin said seriously.

"Okay! Oh my God, I wouldn't have read this book if I had known I'd not!" Hermione had lost her usual composure.

"Calm down, Hermione. But I don't think that's what Ron was trying to say. Benjamin looked up slightly, and saw Hermione's robe flying all the way up.

"I didn't mean that!" a flash of white drifted past Benjamin's eyes, and he subconsciously covered his eyes, but by this time he had fallen to a soft cushion with a thud.

Before Benjamin even had time to rejoice, Hermione had already pressed on Benjamin's body.

"I ......" Benjamin almost vomited blood, he tried to breathe a breath of fresh air, and then saw Hermione lying on his chest with a blushing face, and said to her:

"Well, Hermione, you're actually a little bustier than you look. Benjamin struggled to find a more euphemistic wording.

Hermione's mind was in a mess at this point, and when she lay on Benjamin's stomach, she could clearly smell the faint scent of Benjamin's body (in fact, this was Miss Skeleton's habit, and she would spray a little perfume on Benjamin's clothes every day before he went out). ）。 Hermione had to admit that it smelled good, and she was recalling which plant Professor Sprout had mentioned in her herbology class.

"Hermione, can you get up from me?" Benjamin couldn't pick a girl up from him, let alone slow down his mind every time he had too close physical contact with someone of the opposite sex.

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry, Benjamin. Apparently, Hermione was in the same state as Benjamin, and she rubbed her hair, got up from Benjamin's body, and said to him, "Do you wear perfume every day before you go out?"

Benjamin was stunned, and almost blurted out that it was Miss Skeleton's credit. "I do it once in a while, because it's everyone's job to clean up the air. ”

"Oh, you're right!" Hermione smiled awkwardly, then slowly propped herself up and began to look around.

"Benjamin, look, where the hell we've been!" Hermione said in surprise as she saw one giant wyvern after another flying through the air.

As the thing flew over their heads, only the shadow of their massive bodies remained on the ground. All this made Hermione panic terribly.

"What?" said Benjamin, patting the dust off his clothes before struggling to his feet. After listening to Hermione's words, he raised his head and turned his gaze to the blue sky.

White and flawless clouds floated in the air, and a huge black dragon broke through the clouds and floated above their heads.

"Well, this isn't an ordinary dragon!" Benjamin suddenly exclaimed, "they're the legendary Black Dragons! Black Dragons that are immune to magic!"