v2 Chapter 320： The shadow of Sarah Chaslin (1/2)

The mystery of the millennium was opened at the tip of the iceberg, but things became more and more confusing.

Through these ancient murals, Ai Wen finally figured out what the enemy he was facing.

However, he found that the doubts in his mind did not decrease, but more and more.

No matter how you look at it, Sarah Slytherin’s last act is too suspicious. Ai Wen tried to recall his life story, but found that in all known historical facts, only the most detailed description of his experience in the establishment of Hogwarts.

There is hardly any record about Slytherin’s childhood and the experience of leaving Hogwarts, just like the darkness in front of him, it’s a mystery.

Ai Wenyu looked at the Slytherin hang-up box with a faint green light in his hand. In addition to Voldemort's Horcrux, this thing hides even more amazing secrets.

In the darkness, Malfoy made a low-pitched pain and interrupted Ai Wen’s thoughts. He turned his head and saw Malfoy's expression lying on the ground extremely painful. The pale face was full of tiny sweat, and the horrible nightmare seemed to have reached the most critical moment.

Ai Wen knows that he has to hurry, and with the help of the Slytherin locket, he can continue to insist, but Malfoy is almost unable to stop.

If he delays, his soul will be swallowed up by the nightmare of his sleep.

Ai Wen looked up and looked at the monster above the head.

It is shaking the tentacles, and the huge eyes are staring at themselves and the locket in their hands.

Its eyes are cold and there is no feeling, just like watching a dead person.

According to the message left on the rock wall, this monster's ugly, huge body and constantly shaking purple tentacles are all ghosts that do not exist.

Above myself, only the blood-red giant eyes are real.

Since entering the stone room, Ai Wen has never looked at it with his eyes.

Every time, he rushed through.

The disproportionate eyeball and the slender pupil on it give a creepy oppression, as if to evoke the fear hidden in the deepest part of the heart.

Ai Wen knows that he can't back down. He forced himself to look at his eyes. Even if there is protection of green fog in front of him, the spirit is still awkward.

”Sala Chasletlin” whispered in and out.

I can hear from the tone that he has unlimited resentment against Slytherin.

Even if the time has passed for a thousand years, this grievance has not subsided.

”The lost lamb, you are doing useless struggles, you have seized your own destiny, as if you can really change everything, but you don't know that you are already on the wrong track.”

”Shut up, you have enough nonsense, and my fate is naturally controlled by myself.” Ai Wen calmly replied, ”I will not rely on others, and will not believe that there is only one like you. The monster under the eye.”

He swiftly swung his wand and the red light quickly flew upwards.

”No!” The horrible monster screams and reaches the soul.

Ai Wen took a breath and stepped back. The wand in his hand did not stop. The mouth quickly chanted the spell, and the other spells aimed at the monster's eyes.

Boom, bang, bang! ! !