In fact, Enns had not been unconscious for long before. It was only the surrounding environment that caused him to be unable to tell the time after he regained consciousness.
However, he may not know how long he has been unconscious, but someone does.
"…Who? Who's there?"
Enns, who had just swallowed a lucky chocolate, suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of depression before he had time to try to solve the problem on the stone wall. And when the power of the elixir vaguely told him that the feeling seemed to be strong and ominous, he immediately heard a slight rubbing sound -
That is definitely behind! Someone is hiding behind and peeking in secret!
Enns' heart suddenly tightened, and then he turned around suddenly, pointing the tip of the wand that was originally aimed at the wall at the entrance to the secret room where he came from.
"come out!"
His words echoed in the empty ruins of the secret room, and then continued to attenuate with the collision of sound waves, until they were silenced in the surrounding darkness.
The next moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared at the door, and the light from the tip of Enns' staff went away, barely illuminating an unclear outline.
"Oh, please don't point the wand at me, I don't mean any harm..."
It was a young male voice that sounded quite pleasant. As soon as this sentence was spoken, the figure at the door gently opened his arms, and then walked towards Enns from the opposite side step by step.
As if taking into account Enns's alertness, the other party walked very slowly. But from the light and regular footsteps, Enns could read a feeling called "calmness" at this time.
He felt that the other party must be a very confident person. Whether it is words or actions, it seems to be releasing this signal inadvertently.
When the figure finally entered the lighting range of the wand's luminous spell, and when the darkness shrouding the fair and handsome face gradually faded, Enns's expression couldn't help but change slightly.
He had seen this person before - not only had he seen him before, but he was also the person he least wanted to meet at the moment, bar none.
"You... why are you following me? What do you want to do?" Enns frowned tightly and asked in a serious voice.
"Hey, don't be so nervous!" The other party spread his hands and comforted him gracefully, "When you ask questions in this tone, it's as if you are interrogating a prisoner, isn't it? First of all, I didn't follow you... You may also understand , this Slytherin Chamber of Secrets is not a place that only you know about, and besides-"
At this point, the other party nodded towards Enns, paused and said: "-Maybe you don't know me yet, but it doesn't matter... Good evening, I am Draco Malfoy, from Slytherin House. A fifth grader.”
Yes, it is Malfoy who appears here at this moment. But for some reason, when he faced Enns, he had a gentle smile on his face.
"Hello… "
Just like the last time he saw Malfoy in the underground corridor, Enns, who also ate a lucky chocolate this time, could still feel the strange sense of crisis from the other person.
Although the other party had a warm smile on his face, Enns felt as if he had fallen into an underground ice cellar, and an invisible chill immediately rose behind his back.
At this moment, the strange power of the elixir was constantly sending warnings to his nerves, as if reminding him that when the absolute gap was in front of him, even luck would be eclipsed.
The chances of escaping from this danger are constantly decreasing!
"Well," the smile on Malfoy's face became wider, "Well, why don't you tell me what happened just now? I think you should understand what I'm talking about, right?"
The other party's calmness was unreservedly reflected in Enns's eyes. He could even find a hint of contempt and playfulness in the other person's expression.
For Enns, who had always been proud and confident, it was like seeing a second self—or, in other words, a future self that was more than twice as powerful as himself.
No, that's not me!
My future self may have contempt for the weak, but I will never be so bored that I want to play tricks on the weak. How could it be me who would do such a meaningless thing
That's right, although this Draco Malfoy looks similar to him on the surface, they are actually completely different in nature.
"Yes, I understand what you want to know..."
The thoughts just now flashed through Enns' mind, and then he actually moved the tip of the wand in his hand slightly to the side, no longer facing Malfoy in front of him.
"You don't understand the language of snakes, do you?" He suddenly calmed down, and then a smile gradually appeared on his face, "We are all classmates, there is nothing we can't say What? Of course, I can tell you everything I know—"
Before he finished speaking, a "Knox" sounded quietly, and the light at the tip of the staff was instantly extinguished by a counter-curse. At the same time, a howling wind suddenly passed through the secret room and quickly moved away towards the door.
"call out-"
In the darkness, a red magic light flashed past. When it reached the door, a figure could be seen vaguely, hugging a broom and disappearing next to it.
Then, the red light hit the wall hard, splashing a cloud of bright light particles.
Soon, when a bright light appeared in the darkness, Malfoy was the only one left.
He held a wand in his hand, holding up the light ball that was also lit by the wand's luminous spell, and turned back to look behind him at where he came from.
In his other hand, a swirling smoke as black as ink flashed in an instant. But the black energy only stayed in his palm for a moment, and quickly dissipated without a trace.
"...Forget it," the smile on Malfoy's face has long been wiped away, replaced by a look of solemnity, "In Hogwarts, you must be as careful as possible, even in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets. Covered The white frost at the door was obviously left by that guy... "
He curled his lips slightly, then walked gently to the wall that Enns had just inspected. Even if he didn't understand Parseltongue and couldn't understand the previous hisses, anyone who had seen Enns' unusual behavior would probably be able to guess that there was something fishy here.
"Is it behind here?"
Malfoy stroked the hard brick wall with his left hand, and then pressed his wand against the wall.
"Torn apart."
Since there was no need to use the silent spell technique now, the spell came out clearly in his mouth. Although he is now able to master the art of casting spells to a relatively familiar level, in order to maximize the effect of the spell, he still has to recite the spell as clearly as possible.
However, the improvement in strength did not seem to allow him to show his due abilities. The separation spell that should have been fully controlled failed to create even a crack.
Malfoy's curse only shook off some of the dust in the cracks of the bricks.
"Tsk—" he clicked his tongue impatiently, "The wall has been enchanted... But this is good, at least it proves that there must be something behind it."
He firmly believed that the strength of his spells now surpassed that of all Hogwarts students, and was even on par with some adult wizards. And this was just because he had long disdained practicing magic spells.
However, his extremely powerful dividing spell did not produce the desired effect at all.
"Hmph... shattered to pieces!"
At this moment, Malfoy was like a cobra whose territory had been violated, unbelievingly throwing out a more powerful spell. He believed that even if the wall behind was completely solid, this crushing spell would be able to blast a big hole into it.
Unfortunately, after a slight vibration, there was only a thumb-sized dent on the wall.
In fact, it turns out that there are no walls here. It was the obstacle that Maka personally set up when she left. This wall was first constructed with the Transfiguration Technique, and then was superimposed with several solidified Transformation Slate Spells, making the entire nearby stone wall become extremely hard.
Of course, this is not like Dumbledore's ice coffin, which has the power of rules attached to it. It is still within the conventional scope of modern magic.
The corners of Malfoy's eyes twitched slightly, and at the same time, black smoke filled his left hand again. This time, he decided not to worry.
"boom-"
At present, both students and professors, including Maka, have gone to watch the game outside. And this Slytherin Chamber of Secrets is deep underground in the castle...
As long as you don't use this extremely special power to attack others and just smash a wall, you can't be noticed immediately, right
When Malfoy's left hand was wrapped in black energy and fell towards the wall in front of him at an extremely fast speed, a heavy muffled sound suddenly vibrated in the secret room.
"Crack-click-"
Another burst of dust scattered down, and several cracks appeared from where he landed his fist, spreading across the wall. His surprisingly violent punch not only created a hole in the seemingly indestructible wall, but also created several winding gaps.
But the surface of his fist was only stained with some stone powder debris, and the skin was not even scratched.
He didn't stop there because one blow didn't seem to be enough.
"boom-"
So with the second punch, as the black energy dispersed, half of Malfoy's left arm went straight into the wall. He could already feel the space behind the wall, which meant that he had completely penetrated the stone wall with this punch.
"boom!"
When he withdrew his left hand, the thick brick wall collapsed, sending smoke and dust all over the sky. And when the dust gradually fell back to the ground, the room behind the wall was also exposed to Malfoy's sight.
It's a pity that he didn't have the time to take a look now, because a broken piece of the fallen wall hit his feet firmly.
"hiss-"