Chapter 192

RAB

Chapter 192 RAB
Vader cast an enlargement spell on the goblet, scooping a cup that was almost half a basin.

But when the cup left the water, the potion was still at the same height, as if it had never decreased.

He controlled the "toad man" that the piglet had transformed into and made it drink the potion in the cup.

After training with various insects, Wade had become very proficient in the use of the Confusion Spell. He easily made the piglet think that the cup contained its favorite food, and it drank it down with a few "gulps".

As it swallowed, the level of liquid in the stone basin finally began to decrease, but only slightly, which was completely inconsistent with the amount it drank.

"Wow--"

Dumbledore couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. He never thought that this tricky method would actually work.

However, Wade was still a little dissatisfied: "The amount of potions reduced is less than expected."

"I think this is because the magic in its body is too weak." Dumbledore said, "Perhaps only magic can digest it."

"But... there is also magic power in the puppet's body!" Wade said puzzledly.

"The magic that a puppet possesses is not innate, but the spell cast on it by others."

Dumbledore guessed, "Perhaps the amount of potion actually decreased just now, but the amount was too small to even offset the speed at which the potion in the basin automatically recovered."

Wade continued to feed the piglet the second cup of potion. By the third cup, the Confusion Charm was no longer effective, and it struggled for a few seconds before finally drinking it.

The piglet began to roll on the ground in pain, and the Transfiguration spell cast by Professor Dumbledore was also ineffective. After a few seconds, some of the piglet's limbs returned to their original shape, making its appearance even more terrifying.

Suddenly, it calmed down again - Dumbledore took action. It made the piglet drink the fourth, fifth, and sixth cups of potion before it stopped.

The completely transformed piglet lay on the ground, breathing weakly, and looked like it would not live long.

Dumbledore took back the wand and said, "It may still be cured now. If we continue like this, we will die."

"Professor, there are also pork chops and lamb chops on the table," Wade reminded him.

"Yes," said Dumbledore, "but there is a difference between killing other animals for survival and killing those who have helped us, my child."

"Okay, you convinced me." Wade shrugged, "Luckily I have quite a few animals."

He turned and went back into the closet space.

Two Kneazle cubs were playing under the tree, a female puppet was taking care of a Bowtruckle on the tree, and a broom was chasing a Ball-Eye that had pulled its branches.

There was a lively scene everywhere.

Vader walked through the middle and put a young Sonic bird that had landed on his shoulder back into the tree.

These magical creatures were gifts from friends, and they were all very close to him, so Wade naturally would not sacrifice them by drinking poison.

But there are also some magical creatures in the closet space that he brought in for other reasons.

Wade turned around a large rock and saw a building that looked like a prison. It was surrounded by high walls and the top was sealed with barbed wire and spells.

He opened the door, and after a moment's pause the creatures inside rushed towards the entrance with a clattering sound.

This is a group of man-eating giant eight-eyed spiders.

They had eight legs covered with thick hair, huge claws that were tapping excitedly, and eight eyes staring at Wade, wanting to tear him apart and eat him.

These guys were probably only the size of a basketball when Wade first "picked them up," but they grew quickly, and now each one is bigger than an average goat.

These guys have a strong reproductive capacity and can lay a hundred eggs at a time. If they hadn't been trapped in this small space by magic, the entire closet space would have been occupied by them.

But now, because of the limited space and the limited supply of food, the Acromantulas were forced to control their numbers, and at most there were no more than 50. Wade waved his wand, controlled the fastest few Acromantulas, shrunk them down and brought them out.

"puff!"

A spider behind suddenly sprayed a stream of spider silk at Wade, trying to keep him here in this way.

An invisible armor appeared out of nowhere, blocking the sticky spider silk.

Then, Vader had already closed the door, and the light of the spell flashed by.

"Chirp!"

The sound of birds singing was heard overhead. Michal folded his wings and swooped down from the sky, passing through the narrow gap between the wires and landing directly on the eight-eyed giant spider that attacked Vader.

The flames spread downward, burning the eight-eyed giant spider and making it scream miserably. In the blink of an eye, only a pile of black ash remained.

Michal raised his head proudly, flapped his wings, and made provocative calls at the spiders that were dozens of times larger than him.

The spiders all hid away and shrank into the corner.

Wade smiled, turned the stone into a box, put a few shrunken and petrified spiders in it, and left the closet space.

"Professor," he asked, opening the box, "I suppose they should work, too?"

The eight-eyed giant spider is a natural magical creature. In the magic classification, its danger level is five Xs, which puts it in the same class as fire dragons and dementors. It cannot be compared to a pig with only one-sixteenth of its bloodline.

The liquid level in the stone basin began to decrease at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The last spider couldn't withstand the power of the potion and fell to the ground, its eight legs twitching uncontrollably.

At the same time, the gold pendant box in the stone basin finally revealed its original appearance.

Wade sent several eight-eyed giant spiders back to the wardrobe space. When he came out, he saw Dumbledore had already taken out the locket and was observing it attentively.

"professor?"

"Ah, Vader."

Dumbledore put the locket down and said, "I'm sorry... I think we've got the wrong target."

He turned his palm over so Vader could see the locket clearly.

"From what I understand, Voldemort did have a gold locket, a Slytherin locket with the distinctive 'S' mark on it. But this one... has nothing on it."

"It can't be said that there is nothing... He is the last trace of a brave man left in this world..."

Dumbledore opened the locket, revealing a folded piece of parchment inside.

Wade unfolded the note, which contained a sentence that was familiar to him:

【To the Dark Lord:
I'll be dead before you read this
But I want you to know that it was me who discovered your secret.

I stole the real Horcrux and planned to destroy it as quickly as possible.

I am willing to risk my life in the hope that when you meet your opponent
Can be killed.

R.A.B.]

"RAB" Dumbledore said in a low voice: "Regulus Arcturus Black, he was not killed by his master, but died because he used his life to resist Voldemort."

(End of this chapter)