Chapter 523: Dementors, A Good Choice For Undead Babies With Sensitive Skin!
"Bad feeling? About me?" Blake's interest was piqued.
"Not exactly...I just feel that a lot of bad things will happen soon." Nagini said with a frown.
Blake felt that Nagini's premonition was quite accurate.
Once Voldemort is resurrected, a lot of things will happen.
Although he has the ability to deal with him, there is always a group of inexplicable guys coming out to stop him.
In other words, there must be some value in Voldemort that this group of people saw.
It seems that it is not that easy to deal with Voldemort again.
"Don't worry, Nagini. Things that should come will always come, just face it positively. So far, there is nothing that I can't solve when I am serious. There is nothing in my heart. No matter how low Blake was, he could only comfort Nagini like this.
At this moment, he suddenly understood a little bit how Dumbledore felt. No matter what big thing happens in the wizarding world, everyone goes to Dumbledore... Everyone thinks that Dumbledore must have a way to solve the crisis...
However, who knows who should talk to Dumbledore when he is helpless? Who can comfort him?
Could this be the legendary saying, "With great power comes great responsibility?"
Are the strong always lonely?
"By the way, Mr. Grindelwald just came, but you were not here."
"What's he doing here? He's not afraid of being kicked out by Uncle Aberforth..."
"Well...Aberforth happened to be away. He brought you a lot of tickets and wanted you to invite your friends to watch the Quidditch World Cup finals." Nagini handed over a ticket. A lot of tickets...
"Quidditch World Cup?" Blake touched his chin, he had almost forgotten about it.
Well, Azkaban just had a riot, and two Death Eaters escaped. Although it was serious, it could not affect such a major world event.
Blake remembers that Crouch Jr. ran away after the final? Moreover, there was an unexpected incident involving a Death Eater rally and riot?
"Are you going?" Nagini asked.
"Go! Of course I'm going!" Blake immediately agreed.
Many people will go watch the Quidditch World Cup final, including of course many of Blake's friends.
Blake didn't want them to get hurt in any way when a riot broke out.
As for informing the Ministry of Magic in advance of possible riots, this is also unrealistic.
If you have no evidence or evidence, who will believe you? Even if you are a public figure like Blake, the Ministry of Magic will not believe you if you remind him without evidence.
Dumbledore's prestige is high enough, and the Ministry of Magic doesn't listen to many of his suggestions.
Besides, the Quidditch World Cup finals or something like that sounds lively, so why not go?
Blake looked through the pile of tickets and found that they were all VIP box tickets. Such tickets are no longer available outside, but there are so many in Grindelwald. I have to say that Grindelwald is still very powerful.
"Well...the World Cup will start on August 22nd...that is to say, we can go there just after our around-the-world trip in August." Brilliant Point has already started planning the time. .
"Travel?" Nagini looked at Blake curiously.
"Oh...I forgot to tell you, I've built a yacht, and then we'll go out on the sea together. Oh......remember to bring your swimsuit." Speaking of this During this trip, Blake suddenly became elated.
This trip can be regarded as the only good thing Blake is looking forward to among so many bad things.
"Okay." The corners of Nagini's mouth raised, revealing a shallow smile.
Time flies so fast, a week has passed in the blink of an eye.
During this time, Blake had a very fulfilling life, teaching Rebecca some magic knowledge at home during the day.
At night, he hid in his own laboratory in the subspace and tinkered with something.
As for the Voldemort trio... they completely disappeared without a trace during this period!
Even Blake's intelligence system couldn't find their traces. Not to mention the Ministry of Magic.
But thinking about it, Voldemort is different from Bella and the others. He is much smarter. Now that he is in charge, it will not be so easy to find them as easily as before.
On this day, Blake locked himself in the room again after eating.
Immediately afterwards, he quietly hid in the subspace.
At this time, many places in the subspace were being developed in an orderly manner, but only that desert area was left untouched.
On the one hand, it is because the environment here is not very good, and only some magical animals suitable for the desert environment can be released.
On the other hand, Blake put his laboratory here.
The place where Blake conducts experiments is strictly prohibited.
It wasn't that Blake was afraid of these people seeing his secret.
But most of the experiments he did were extremely dangerous... This was also to protect them.
At this time, Blake was standing in front of his laboratory. In front of him was an endless sea of sand.
Blake opened a suitcase on his hand, took out various instruments one by one, and arranged them in an orderly manner on the beach.
All the instruments were arranged in a circle, and in the center of the circle, there was a circular stone platform.
This stone platform is red and looks like it is stained with blood... It is as evil as you want it to be.
After Blake checked it again, he took out his wand with satisfaction.
He raised his wand, and a faint blue spell ray shot directly into the sky.
The next second, a translucent shield suddenly appeared above the sand sea.
"Okay, with protective measures in place, the experiment can begin."
Blake put away her wand and took out a small silver bottle from her arms.
This small bottle was exactly the one he bought in France that contained negative emotions.
However, at this time, the negative emotions that had been used up in the bottle were filled again.
In addition to the ones originally extracted from Rebecca, there are also those collected by Blake from other places.
Negative emotions are actually not rare at all; they can even be easily obtained.
He just needs to use the levitation cloak to levitate himself over London [and it doesn't take long to collect countless negative emotions...
Life is so difficult, and there are really too many people who are filled with resentment by life.
Blake opened the bottle, and then a jet-black and extremely thick mist came out from the mouth of the bottle.
This is the negative emotion that Blake has collected for a long time, and it is now revealed.
Ordinary people would immediately be depressed and see a psychiatrist just by looking at it...
Seeing these things, even Blake, who has the talent for ancient magic, couldn't help but feel depressed.
Of course, he did not absorb these negative emotions, not because he didn't want to, but because of the progress of ancient magic. There is a limit to the negative emotions he can absorb every day, and he cannot suck them infinitely.
Otherwise, Isidora Morgana, the previous generation of ancient magic user, would not have taken the risk of building a huge container under Hogwarts to contain the endless negative emotions she could absorb.
Blake waved his wand lightly, and the black mist that made people uncomfortable immediately began to pour into a huge instrument in front of him.
After the mist was completely submerged, Blake turned off the instrument and turned a switch on the control panel with anticipation.
"Boom!"
Various alchemical equipment immediately started working.
Blake looked at the control panel in front of him attentively. After waiting for ten minutes, Zai Laike pressed on the control panel again.
The next second, the blood-red stone platform in the middle began to light up, and a strange magic circle that was somewhat similar to the magic circle used to summon undead creatures suddenly appeared on the stone platform.
Immediately afterwards, black mist emerged from the stone platform, and suddenly, a rotten hand stretched out from the magic circle on the stone platform!
"Whoosh!"
A dementor suddenly jumped out of the magic circle!
"Ha! Success!" Blake said happily.
Before Blake could finish speaking, new dementors began to appear in the magic circle.
After a while, the sky above this testing ground was filled with Dementors flying everywhere.
Just because of the existence of the shield, none of these dementors could escape.
The huge number of Dementors caused the temperature of the test site to drop.
However, Blake, who was prepared in advance, did not feel any discomfort.
He directly summoned his own lich.
"Tom, did you see that? It's all you, go ahead, dinner is ready."
When the Lich saw the Dementors flying in the sky, he immediately rushed over excitedly!
These dementors are all created with negative energy. It can be said that they are the most suitable food for undead creatures.
As for why not let the negative energy be absorbed directly by the Lich?
This is just like when people eat, they must prepare the food. A steak that is cooked to just the right temperature is more delicious and healthier than a raw one...
After a while, less than half of the dementors flying in the sky were consumed by the lich!
However, since the creation of dementors is still going on, so......
"I can't finish it, I can't finish it at all..."
It only took a few minutes for the Lich to go from jumping out happily to almost bursting.
Blake put the lich away in disgust, "Eating so much in one meal? It's really flying..."
However, having said that, the benefits gained by the Lich are very great. If he eats like this every day, he may be promoted to the Lich King soon. After becoming the Lich King, it can even obtain a physical body.
Then, Blake hesitantly released the bone dragon.
After all, the Bone Dragon was full after only eating one Dementor last time... This was much better than the Lich.
"Boom!" The huge bone dragon emerged from the elf ball.
"Eat, this is all for you." Blake said.
The bone dragon looked at the dementors flying in the sky, then stretched out its claws and pointed at itself in a humane manner.
It's like saying, "These are all for me?"
"Yes, eat, eat as much as you can." Blake said.
"Hoola!" Like the lich, Maolong immediately soared into the sky with happiness!
"Me! It's all me!"
Blake was shocked, "Good guy! You guy, your wings are all skeletons, how did you fly!"
The bone dragon opened its mouth, and then the dementors that were fleeing in terror were sucked directly into its mouth.
Moreover, unlike the Lich who can only absorb a small half, this dragon's belly is like a bottomless pit!
In a short time, all the Dementors that were originally densely packed in the sky were cleared away!
In the end, the bone dragon simply lay down next to the magic circle, and when a dementor came out, it would eat one...
"No... weren't you full after eating one before? Now how can you..." Blake was shocked by the fighting power of the bone dragon.
"Roar!" The bone dragon raised its head and shouted, then continued to lie there eating and feeding.
The spirit monster is gone.
Then Blake felt an embarrassed feeling in his heart. Obviously, this was the emotion of the Bone Dragon guy.
"Oh, that is to say, you just came here, you are shy, and you are also afraid that I will take you back because you are so edible, so you are reserved and just eat one... Then why don't you pretend now?
What?" Blake was speechless.
In fact, if he didn't have a dementor to feed it, and if it still ate so much, Blake might actually take the initiative to terminate the contract [replacing it with its previous position]
Go face to face.
The bone dragon stretched out its claws, pinched a fleeing dementor, opened its mouth and burped, and then stretched out another claw to scratch its own bone head as if embarrassed.
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"Okay...then you eat slowly." Blake said helplessly.
He originally thought that the Dementors produced today would be enough for him to summon a large number of undead creatures the next day. After all, he originally thought that the Dementors of the Main Song Dynasty could make the undead of ten Song Dynasties
Living things are full...
"Roar..." The bone dragon roared.
Then Blake immediately felt a faint consciousness!
"One can sustain its own consumption, and more can be directly converted into its own power.'
Obviously, this consciousness comes from the bone dragon.
"Oh...I just realized now that you can communicate with me now..."
As Bone Dragon said, the more dementors it eats, the more good negative emotions it absorbs, and its abilities become stronger and stronger, and even unlock new abilities.
Even wisdom can grow along with it. Therefore, as the dementors eat more and more, Blake's communication with the bone dragon is now becoming more and more smooth.
Blake touched his chin and felt that this was actually pretty good.
After realizing that a tough guy like Dracula was probably just a pawn, he felt that his fourth natural disaster was still not strong enough.
Since the upper limit of this world is too low, it is not impossible to summon new combat power in other planes. After all, there are endless negative emotions, and Dementors can take care of them!
And the dementors themselves are also a powerful combat force.
"I don't know if there are other planes with strong combat power besides the plane where undead creatures live..."
However, thinking that even if there was such a plane, he might not be able to make those guys his own, and Laike didn't think much about it.
After all, undead creatures are also very powerful and have great development potential. From the current point of view, even without the powerful combat power of other planes, it should be enough.
Not long after, no more dementors appeared in the magic circle. I think it must have been that the negative energy just now was used up.
At this time, the magic power fluctuations all over Maolong's body increased to another level.
Moreover, the appearance seems to have changed even more than before.
Blake discovered that the wings, which were originally like bones, started to have fleshy membranes growing on them!
"Does it mean that if your strength increases to a certain extent, you can still grow your flesh back?" Blake's eyes lit up again.
If the bone dragon can switch back and forth between the skeleton state and the normal biological state, will it be able to appear in front of the world at any time without having to make more disguises? What about the lich?
Woolen cloth?
If the Lich had a physical body again, would he look exactly like Tom?
Thinking of this, Blake suddenly started to look forward to it again. .