"Owen."

The incessant screams around Hermione finally made Hermione unbearable.

In the Battle of the Sea Gods, she will feel pity for those evil omen who have been mutated by the Kraken, and during her time in Egypt, although she destroyed many dark wizard strongholds, as long as she did it herself, it was mainly non-lethal spells.

It's still too hard for her to endure now, to watch a wizard get burned to death.

"Oh, okay." Owen's afterglow noticed Hermione's frowning brow.

Then, with a wave of his wand, he stopped the Fire Escape Spell.

The blue-white dragon roared, and fell silent.

The flames gradually subsided.

The rising heat stirred the long hair of the two men.

Hermione couldn't help but reach out and hold down the broken hair in front of her eyes to prevent it from being blown into her eyes.

And Owen, he took the opportunity to throw a heart-piercing spell at the old thing.

Then there are several spells such as the Imprisonment Spell, the Petrification Spell, and so on.

At this time, the old guy, who had been scorched by the flames and was covered with the smell of burnt paste, had no strength to resist at all.

The moment the Mind Drill spell hit him, he began to twitch.

Then, without waiting for a cry, the petrification spell followed.

Directly gagged his mouth.

Owen glanced at the guy, but there weren't many ripples in his heart.

Maybe before, there would be cruel thoughts in his heart.

Now casting the Drill Heart Curse is nothing but a punishment as plain as water.

The old guy had to be punished, it was punishment for hitting Hermione with his ideas.

It's not to vent for themselves, but they have to make this kind of thing remember the pain, so that they can really remember it for a long time.

"It's a pity that the old priest seems to have been burned down, and she must know a lot more than this guy. She should have been spared. ”

Owen said with pity.

Even if Hermione hadn't opened his mouth just now, he would have spared the old guy's life.

After all, he was the only one left alive, and if he still wanted to find out the others who were hiding, he could only be left behind.

At this moment, this folding space is already beyond recognition, and the strange kaleidoscope space has begun to crack. It's like a mirror being smashed.

Maybe it was because the old guy stopped supplying mana, or maybe it was because the heat generated by the fire shield charm just now exceeded the carrying capacity of this small space.

In short, the broken branch is like a growing branch, which inevitably and quickly stretches its sinuous posture.

And then - "bang".

Owen Hermione and the old wizard who had no breath out of breath returned to the real world.

"Huh? There are rats. ”

A smile tugged at the corners of Owen's mouth.

When they come back to reality.

As soon as I looked up, I saw a trembling body, moving towards the staircase.

The man was dressed in a familiar multicolored rag robe, with a limp leg and a thin figure.

"Oops! I thought you'd go to hell to report. Owen mocked, "Where are you going?" ”

The joking voice behind him made the figure tremble slightly.

However, the priest did not turn back, but quickened his pace and fled towards the staircase.

A little wizard who can cast such a powerful spell, she is no match at all.

Just now, through the flesh and blood sacrifice of the gods, she was able to escape from that space with the soul of one foot, and she thought that there was plenty of time to escape, but she didn't expect that Haarand Martinez's waste only lasted a few tens of seconds.

Damn it!

Damn it.

How can these wizards be such a waste!

The old priest said resentfully in his heart as he ran.

"Uh-" Looking at High Priest Ravieu, who didn't stop at all, Owen gradually put away the sneer on his face, "Do you look down on me, this can make you run, I have Miss Granger's last name." ”

With that, Owen raised his hand and drove away with several spells.

High Priest Raviyu had been silently watching behind him, and after sensing the attack, he quickly turned around and raised his wand, reluctantly casting a spell to fend off the attack that was already close in front of him.

"Yay? Substitution? Owen said in surprise.

"Oh my God!" Hermione was more direct, and she was taken aback.

It's really the voice and smile of this Raviyu High Priest now, it's terrible to look at.

At this moment, half of her face was full of wrinkles, old skin, sagging flesh, and her hair was also dry gray, and all kinds of strange ribbons were tied to her head like hair bands.

The overall appearance is not a white-haired demon, but it can also be called a witch corpse crawling out of the cemetery.

And the other half of her face, smooth skin, tight face, blue eyes, and dirty golden hair popping out from between her forehead.

Such an incongruous face is the source of fear.

"You're a two-skinned face!" Owen's eyes widened and he said with a strange expression.

"Me"

I saw two little wizards in the distance with shocked expressions on their faces.

The high priest hurriedly stretched out his hand in a panic and touched his face.

The truth of the two different touches told her that her disguise had been shattered.

This made her eyes immediately more gloomy.

"Whew-" she took a deep breath.

Staring at the little wizard over there.

I simply didn't pretend.

High Priest Raviyu held the handrail at the staircase with one hand and held his wand in the other, casting a spell on his face.

Then Owen and the others saw the high priest in the distance, as if he had unskinned himself.

The old half of his face was directly uncovered by her, and then thrown to the ground.

Something seemed to be squirming under the rickety body.

Slowly, her figure changed dramatically.

He bent over and stood upright.

The withered arms were like snakes shedding their skin, and the new skin was like that of a maiden.

The shriveled chest suddenly stood up like a balloon.

The magnitude was so large that Miss Granger, who was beside Owen, frowned again and again.

A few seconds later.

The person in front of me is like a new life.

Exquisite facial features, like finely carved porcelain.

Clear and bright eyes, like cutting water;

The bridge of the nose is straight, and the thin lips are supple.

A long dirty blonde hair, draped behind him like a waterfall.

The body is bumpy and convex, and the whole body is full of youthful atmosphere.

Looking at it, she seems to be only seventeen or eighteen years old.

"You" An idea popped into Hermione's mind for the first time.

That is—the so-called High Priest of Ravieu—is it a title!

This is common in the African region.

The strongest man in a clan inherits the title of High Priest.

And the title itself is derived from the name of a great hero of the ancient tribe.

The High Priest of Raviyu was just a title, and he had been being disguised by a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.

It was the most plausible explanation she could think of.

There is no such thing as a rejuvenating pill in this world.

Will there be?

With this in mind, Hermione looked at Owen beside her.

He'll always know the answer.

And Owen naturally noticed the girl's confused eyes.

"I don't think Miss Granger is the time to think about rejuvenation, at least twenty or thirty years from now." Owen smiled and said, after harvesting Hermione's eyes, he went on to explain: "Okay - it is true that there is a rejuvenation potion, but it is a very, very precious potion, which is more than ten times more difficult to boil than the lucky potion, and the most important thing is that this potion requires a kind of herb to grow in only one country, and in which country the herb is forbidden to leave the country, wizards in other countries are basically unable to boil this potion." ”

"However, there are also second-class potions, which can also delay aging and return to youth. But those potions will cause a kind of mutation to the body, for example, our Tom senior fused his body with a snake, and he looks really young, but he just doesn't look like a human being. ”

"However, the High Priest of Raviyu in front of him is not a rejuvenation."

Owen turned his head to look at her with burning eyes, "If it weren't for the fact that you were about to take Miss Granger's body or something, I would probably have thought that 'High Priestess Lavieu' was a title, and now it was disguised by a sixteen or seventeen-year-old witch.

But—not really, right?

You've lived to be 200 years old, or even 300 years old!

Replenish oneself by occupying the bodies of others, swallowing the souls of others. ”

Hearing this, Hermione's eyelids next to Owen twitched.

Hurriedly reached out and grabbed Owen's left hand.

- Occupy other people's bodies?

Whale devours the soul of others.

Was she just trying to occupy her body and soul?

This—a chill rose up Hermione's spine and quickly spread throughout her body.

It's also horrible.

As soon as she thinks that her body will be occupied by others, she will even continue to maintain her relationships, continue to go to school, graduate and even get married and have children.

And he died long ago.

Such a future, even thinking about it scares her.

How could there be such magic?

On the other side, feeling the warmth of his palm, Owen held it harder.

Then, he continued, "There is no way that such a magical technique could have been produced in Africa. ”

"I do know that there are people and places that have similar technology. I'm just curious, where did you get it from. ”

"It's none of your business." Different from the previous hoarse voice.

This time, the girl's crisp voice was unusually loud.

"Since you've found out." She said.

"What? Are you going to be stupid and make us enemies? Owen raised an eyebrow, his eyes falling on High Priest Ravieu's right leg and a fist-sized hole in his lower abdomen.

Speaking of which, the sacrifice in front of him may not really be human (in a biological sense).

The hole was the one Hermione had just created, and a normal person—no—even a magical beast wouldn't have been blasted out of a hole in his body to still be alive.

And she was still alive.

And in the open space on the chest, there are countless pieces of flesh that wriggle, hook, and multiply like insects, and are quickly mending the wound.

Owen had only seen this kind of scene in one place.

That is, the part of the outer god is controlled by the essence of the gods.

In that battle, the damage caused by his spell, the giant's body was repaired in this way.

The difference is only in the speed and slowness.

Stains - Speaking of which, it may have been Hermione's blow just now, and if it had been aimed at the head, she might not have been alive.

The little witch is still kind-hearted

"No - why fight." High Priest Raviyu leaned against the handrail of the stairs.

The young face was full of smiles.

"My ability, you probably guessed it." She said.

"You two are British, and you're also a little wizard at Hogwarts, so have you ever heard about the resurrection of the Dark Lord?"

"Huh?" Owen was stunned, "Why did you participate in his resurrection?" ”

"Of course!" She continued blandly, "Three years ago, God directed him to meet me on the Greek island of Mothrace, when the famous Dark Lord was nothing more than a wisp of geist, not even an animal. His soul at that time may not be as good as a pig or a dog, and he can only attach himself to a more inferior snake, not to mention how miserable it is. ”

"And then?" She narrowed her eyes, and the smile on her face was even better, "I was the one who brought him back to life, I repaired his soul, and I single-handedly created his second glory." ”

"It turned out to be you." Owen was stunned for a moment, but immediately understood that Voldemort, the third year, suddenly came back to life, and became younger, and invaded Hogwarts as a teenager.

All this turned out to be the ghost of the sacrifice in front of him.

"That's right, it's me." High Priest Raviyu triumphantly said, "You don't doubt my skills anymore. ”

"Yes - I must admit that I coveted that girl, the great heir to ancient magic, a descendant of Gryffindor's bloodline, destined to become the body and soul of the legendary wizard Miss Hermione Granger.

But, after all, she didn't suffer any real damage, did she?

And she also got the benefit, most of the soul essentia that I used to replenish the loss of soul transfer was obtained by her, maybe she can't feel it now, but soon, the feeling of being relaxed and energetic will be reflected. ”

"So what?" Owen interrupted, "Saying all that, what do you want?" ”

"It's simple." High Priest Raviyu smiled slightly, "How about we negotiate a deal?"

Leave me alone, and hide it, and as for that old fellow Haaland Martinez, let it go, but don't spread the information he knows. ”

"Hehe—there are quite a few dead here, and there's such a serious battle going on, the Ministry of Magic might have noticed."

"It's okay." High Priest Raviyu continued, "It's a coincidence that a group of monsters have escaped from the Ikul Hospital for the Disabled and attacked this place. All the deaths of wizards are caused by those monsters, and you will not be suspected. ”

"Wow! Perfect plan, but the question - why should we let you go. Owen stared at her, "Give me a reason I can't refuse." ”

"For Miss Granger." High Priest Raviyu replied, "Not to mention that as the heir to ancient magic, she is destined to end badly, but even if she provoked so many dark wizards in Egypt, will she be able to easily escape every time in her future life?" ”

"And- wizards always have a limited lifespan, how long can you live? Two hundred years? Three hundred years?

As long as you let me go, we will be companions, and as long as I live, you will be forever young and live forever at the age of a girl and a teenager. ”

It's still hard to do my best, four thousand.

(End of chapter)