Draco looked at the black knight who was face up and then dragged straight out, and for a moment he was in a trance, and the person lying on the ground was himself. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, there are only sparse chess pieces left on the entire chessboard, and the number of both sides is basically balanced.

And Benjamin had to admire Draco's skills, at least he couldn't do it.

At this time, Benjamin noticed that Draco was already standing in front of the White Queen.

Yes, it was white that was about to move now, which meant that Draco would die under the white queen's bench in the next second.

To be honest, if it weren't for the serious atmosphere now, Benjamin would have felt really happy to be stoned to death on the bench.

It's just that Benjamin still felt a sense of regret when he knew that in the next second, Draco would be stoned to death by the expressionless White Queen.

If Draco had come down voluntarily, Benjamin would certainly not have had such a big emotional swing.

Well, besides, Draco was still a child, and he couldn't let a child die because of him.

Benjamin raised his wand and used a spell aimed at the White Queen.

Then Benjamin suddenly discovers that in this room, his magic has no effect.

"Ben, Benjamin, isn't it, your magic is useless here?" Draco watched Benjamin draw his wand, and then the image he expected of the White Queen being shattered did not appear.

Draco's heart hit rock bottom.

It's just that he's still a platinum aristocrat, and he can't cry because of death.

Yes, that's not something a Malfoy would do.

Draco took advantage of the White Queen's slow lifting of the bench in his hand, and turned back to Benjamin and said:

"There is always a sacrifice, Benjamin. If you survive, remember to ask your father to support the Malfoys. Okay, you remember what I said now, you just need to order the bishop, move three squares to the right, and you can general. And then we won......"

The White Queen lifted the ornate stone bench from under her ass and slammed it hard against Draco's frail little body, and the boy, who was only 11 years old, was shocked straight to the outside of the chessboard and slammed to the ground.

Benjamin, on the other hand, ordered the bishop to move three squares to the right, and then pierced the king in the chest with his sword.

All the white pieces were back on the board, and then they took off their hats, bent down slightly, and bowed to Benjamin.

The pieces then opened the door behind them, signaling Benjamin to pass through.

It's just that Benjamin glanced at Draco on the floor when he was at the bedside door.

It's good, he's still breathing.

Benjamin let out a sigh of relief, then took off his coat and put it over Draco's body, heading to the next room.

Of course he wouldn't wake up Draco, who was just a burden and useless.

Benjamin walked into the next room.

Of course, the moment he stepped into this room, he already smelled a bad smell.

No doubt it was the smell of trolls, ugly, stupid, powerful creatures.

As soon as Benjamin looked up, he saw an angry troll.

The troll was much bigger than the one at the Halloween party, and of course, it stenched a lot more.

It's just that this troll doesn't use "karate", and he still holds a long wooden stick in his hand.

There is no doubt that if Benjamin is hit by this stick, what awaits him is absolutely unimaginable pain.

Maybe he'll be beaten to death.

The troll saw Benjamin, and he made a grunting sound through his nose, and then he yelled.

Oh my God, the taste in his mouth was even more unpleasant, like the smell of an onion fermented after it had been crushed.

Benjamin even felt that he might not have been killed by the trolls, but by him.

When the troll finished roaring, he raised the stick in his hand and swung it vigorously in Benjamin's direction.

Benjamin's movements are very agile, and he knows a little bit of anticipation.

The troll's stick just grazed his back, but it didn't hit.

Benjamin subconsciously patted the dust off his body before pulling out his wand and aiming it at the troll.

Benjamin already has his own way of dealing with this stupid creature.

Benjamin read aloud:

"Yuga Dim Leviosa!"

The troll floated in the air as he expected. The soles of his huge feet fluttered in the air, but he couldn't control his body and floated upwards.

When the troll was about to hit the ceiling, Benjamin stopped the spell and the troll fell to the ground.

His neck tilted to the left, and green fluid came out of his nostrils.

Benjamin knew that it was the blood of a troll.

He removed his buttons and used his wand to change them back to their original form.

Nana reappeared.

It looked a lot bigger than Mrs. Ludwig had when she first handed it to Benjamin, and of course it had gained a lot of weight.

Benjamin even wanted to cut open the vampire bat's body to see what it contained.

"Go ahead, Nana, I'll give you a minute and you can enjoy it to your heart's content. ”

As soon as Benjamin finished speaking, Nana flapped her wings and flew happily towards the troll.

Benjamin, on the other hand, walked up to the troll's head, and then remembered Professor Snape's movements, carefully extracting blood from the troll's eyeballs.

It's an extremely precious material.

After Benjamin pocketed all the materials he needed (actually blood, flesh, and skulls) he looked at Nana.

Nana probably had eaten too much, and it was already slumped on the ground, its two wings spread out, revealing a black belly.

It's just that Benjamin suddenly discovered a very strange phenomenon.

He even subconsciously withdrew his finger that was about to tickle Nana.

He always remembered that the first time he saw Nana, it was a male bat.

And now, he found out that Nana had turned into a mother?

Oh my God, he felt like his years of research on bats were going to collapse.

He never knew that the creature could also change genders.

However, when Benjamin heard the sound of waving his wand and the collision of magic coming from the outermost side, Benjamin hurried to the next room.

As for Nana, she didn't know if it was overnourished, so she didn't react at all.

When Benjamin put his finger to its mouth, the bat didn't open its mouth.

It's weird!