The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

Chapter 295 The Last Necromancer

"Ah, Jimmy, don't be so excited, it's just two young kids who plan to be guests here."

Just when Astoria's hand was placed on the trigger of Youse Aria, an old voice came from the room deeper inside.

"Well, these two uninvited guests, why do you want to break into my house?"

The old man's voice was very calm, and Zhang Qi felt that his state of mind should be very similar to that of Dumbledore and Nico Flamel. After too many storms, nothing could touch their hearts.

"Well, we are here to find our teacher. He lives at No. 13 Spider End Lane. We came in after seeing the door number outside."

Zhang Qi said very calmly at this time.

Refining the Inferi is very simple, but making skeleton soldiers is very difficult.

If this skeleton was made by this old man, then the opponent at least has the ability to defeat an Auror team.

"Damn, something is going to happen this time."

Zhang Qi cursed secretly in his heart.

"Oh? If I remember correctly, my house number is No. 18."

The old man's voice suddenly became a little sinister.

"Aren't you going to tell me your purpose? Two uninvited strangers"?

"What? No. 18"?

Zhang Qi glared at himself, then stepped back half of the door and glanced at the sign outside the door.

Finally, after careful observation, Zhang Qi discovered very sadly that the number 18 was indeed written on the house plate, but most of the number 8 was covered with stains, so the two mistook it for 13.

"Uh, old man, it's time to wash your brand. The number 8 is already half covered with dirt"...

Zhang Qi explained while gesturing to Astoria to hurry out of the door.

"Ah, but you did see some things you shouldn't have seen, which makes me feel very embarrassed."

The old man seemed to be dissatisfied with this conclusion, and then the sound of a cane tapping on the ground came from the darkness ahead.

"Boom"!

The two people who were retreating suddenly felt as if they had hit a solid barrier.

Zhang Qi frowned slightly, then raised his wand to untie the barrier with force.

"Boom"!

With an earth-shattering noise, the part of the barrier hit by the spell suddenly flashed with a dazzling white light.

However, when the white light gradually extinguished, the barrier still stood there without any damage.

"Ah, a lot of magic power is rare in this era, but it's still a bit lacking."

There was a sound of footsteps in the darkness ahead, and then a pair of bright golden eyes suddenly opened in the darkness!

"The thief who broke into my house, isn't he going to kneel down and beg for mercy?"

The old man stared at those golden eyes. In his thousands of years of experience, as long as a wizard or mortal saw these eyes, he could not help but kneel down and beg for mercy.

"what"?

But what he didn't expect was that when the two children opposite, a boy and a girl, saw his eyes, they both showed a look of astonishment, but they showed no sign of surrender.

"Is it the alchemy equipment on my body? I didn't expect that alchemy has become so advanced now that it can actually block the pressure of the Dragonborn bloodline."

The old man sighed softly, and then a smile appeared on his face.

"However, I remember that today's wizards can never do without the wand in their hands, and they are no longer physically capable."

At this time, the two of them were able to see the old man's face clearly.

This old man looks very kind, but there is a hint of power between his eyebrows, and there is a skull-shaped pattern on his forehead.

"Orthodox Necromancer? How is that possible?"

Zhang Qi murmured to himself.

"Well, it was a long time ago that I was canonized. In fact, I am a few years older than Salazar Slytherin."

There was a trace of nostalgia on the old man's face, and then he suddenly pulled away the robe on his body, revealing his muscular body wearing only short sleeves underneath.

"Ah, you broke into my home without courtesy, and you were carrying such expensive alchemy equipment for shielding stress. You must have evil intentions, right?"

"Then, as an old man who is over 1000 years old, I will reluctantly teach you a lesson for your parents."

When he said this, the golden color in the old man's pupils became even more dazzling.

The blood vessels bulged like earthworms burrowing under the soil, and the green traces penetrated deeply into the muscles. The pale skin even felt like it was about to swell under the influence of the bulging muscles.

At that moment, all the muscles in the old man's body began to proliferate abnormally, and the muscle hyperplasia was followed by a substantial increase in strength!

"This is Yanling"?

Zhang Qi rubbed her eyes in disbelief, and then she and Astoria, who also looked shocked, looked at each other.

"Ah, please don't show that surprised look. Dragonborn will always have blood abilities that can strengthen itself. But it is a pity that you two thieves may not have the opportunity to verify this truth."

There was excitement in the old man's tone, as if he hadn't had a good fight in a thousand years, and he planned to have a good time today.

"Then, men always talk with their fists"!

The old man's mouth cracked into a smile, and then he took a step forward and punched the still stunned Zhang Qi's face!

"call"!

The fist blew a gust of wind in the air, and then hit Zhang Qi's face directly!

"Snapped"!

With the crisp sound of the fist hitting the flesh, surprise appeared on the old man's face, and then the surprise was automatically replaced by fear.

Zhang Qi effortlessly stretched out his right arm, and when the fist was about to hit his face, he grabbed the opposite fist without any warning.

The old man opposite felt as if his punch had hit a steel plate. In the severe pain, he seemed to hear the sound of his bones being quickly repaired by flesh and blood magic after being broken.

Before the old man could carefully recall the feeling of his fist hitting a steel plate, his eyes met Astoria's eyes unintentionally.

The girl's golden eyes were like a red-hot iron that fell hard into his mind. At that moment, this old man who had fought with his blood for thousands of years and never failed, unexpectedly had an idea. The urge to kneel down to this delicate and weak girl!

Word Spirit: Attendant of the King, a Word Spirit from the lineage of the King of Earth and Mountain, can strengthen the physical quality of himself or his companions within a certain range.

Unfortunately, this old magician seems to be unlucky.

The swollen muscles on his body quickly began to wither to their original appearance. The old man only felt that his tongue seemed to be tightly tied with a rope in his mouth. The spells that he had been so proficient in that he could skip chanting spells could not be used at this time. cannot be released.

His knees seemed to be weakening, and the old man used his last strength to hold on to the crutches to support himself from kneeling on the ground.

"You are the Necromancer".

Zhang Qi looked at the old man's chest, where there was a silver medal with a skull and cross symbol on it.

Then, when the old man barely avoided Astoria's sight, he tried to raise his head and look at Zhang Qi's face.

He once again met a pair of brighter golden eyes.