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Chapter 1208 Witch Special Forces (seven)(1/2)

But Madison thought hard, but he didn't expect who he would be.

After all, Madison is not a native British and does not know much about Britain. In fact, even if he knows it, it is difficult to guess the other person's identity based on his appearance alone, unless the other person is uniquely famous or happens to be an acquaintance who knows it.

Otherwise, even if there are not many pure-blooded nobles, they will be able to catch them. The most important thing is to include the family history of previous pure-blood nobles, so that there will be more people who can be included in the portrait.

The old man in the portrait not long ago introduced his identity, but Madison felt that he had never heard of it.

It’s either the other party is lying... it’s just that she really hasn’t heard of it.

This is not surprising. Yi Xiao left many books for Madison, including the boring and boring history of magic. But since he knew that the history of magic was boring and useless, how could Madison read it?

Turning his head, Madison's eyes fell on Imokin and others.

But after thinking about it, she immediately chose to give up. Forget it... She should not count on these people. After Madison figured out what the definition of free people was, he quickly understood that they were also so-called outsiders to the British magic world in the Harry Potter world.

Probably, the relationship may be like yourself and this world.

Their understanding of the secrets of the British magic world is, not to mention that they are not even as good as those native British men.

With this idea, I didn't know how to go through several different rooms and different scenery. Suddenly, after they came to a room where liquid like mercury was flowing everywhere, the portrait suddenly stopped.

"That's it, beautiful ladies."

The old man in the portrait said.

Then the next moment, Madison slidly clenched the wand in his hand.

“Where is this?”

But before Madison could take action, Imokin asked in a low voice.

It is no wonder that Imogin had such a reaction, because the appearance of this room is too deceptive. These things that seem to be made of mercury appeared once in the movie. It was the room used by the American Magic France Association to execute the death penalty on the wizards.

These water-like substances are like meditation basins, reflecting another world, the boundary between life and death. The wizard will use the best memories to lure the inmates, and once it crosses this boundary... it will never come back.

Just like Sirius.

And they, led by the portrait, directly bumped into them.

"What are these!?"

Joanna also pulled out her wand and whispered.

Although the group of witches behind them were stupid and a little timid, they were still consistently speaking to the outside world at critical moments, and they were quite reliable. Otherwise, they would not have survived in the second world.

Within almost a minute, all the wands were aimed at the old wizard in the portrait.

But it seemed that the witches had such an overreaction. The old man in the portrait was not much panic, not even surprised, and waved his hand and said.

"Don't be excited, ladies, can't that lady dispel the illusion? Use your magic and try it out to see what's behind it."

"Believe me, it's all just an illusion..."

"I can't believe this."

Imojin said coldly, and at the same time, the wand in his hand had no intention of putting it down.

This time, Madison, who was relatively more suspicious, chose to believe in the old man in portrait. She did not aim her wand at the portrait on the wall, but turned directly and pointed it at the wall behind her.

"Hey!"

Imogin had been paying attention to Madison's movements for a long time. After a slight change, Imogin immediately whispered, "Who knows whether that magic will have any counterproductive effect on these things? Don't be impulsive."

They have only seen this death penalty room in the movie and do not know much about the specific principles. Imogin does not know whether Madison's magic to expel the illusion has any effect on it. It is the best effect, and the worst possibility is to have more serious consequences.

For example, the mercury on the wall seems to be completely activated.

That is definitely not a good thing.

All of this is caused by the old wizard in the portrait, and it deceived them, so no word it says is trustworthy.

The old wizard asked Madison to use illusion to relieve the magic of the surrounding walls, but Imokin refused. Who knows if this is another lie from the old wizard.

From now on, Imokin decided to have the greatest doubts about every word the old wizard said.

But Madison rolled his eyes when he heard this.

"My President," she complained, "why are your focus not always correct."

"Ah?" Imogin's eyes were confused.

"It's still here," Madison said.

"portrait."

Imogin was stunned for a moment, looked at the old wizard on the mercury wall again, and then in the next moment, he suddenly realized what Madison meant.

There is no portrait hanging on the wall, but they can see the old wizard in the portrait.

They have encountered this situation many times because the surrounding walls are illusions, and the real things are covered by illusions and cannot be discovered by them.

For example, sometimes they clearly see portraits hanging on the walls, but the old wizard cannot enter. The reason is very simple, this is an illusion.

Similarly, sometimes it is an empty wall, but in fact, the reality hidden behind the illusion wall is portrait.

It's just that their eyes are blocked by illusions and cannot be seen.

Even if the old wizard can enter this portrait, it is blocked by the illusion and cannot communicate with Madison and others.

In order to guide them in this situation, Madison specially marked a mark magic. The existence of this magic will prevent the old wizard from being blocked by illusions. As long as the portrait exists, even under the illusion, the old wizard can still emerge.

In other words, even if there is no portrait on the surface of the illusion, as long as the old wizard exists, it means that under the illusion...

"It's a portrait."

Imokin said.

Involuntarily, she steadily put down her wand.

The mercury-like room around is really an illusion, and this is not a real death penalty room.

They have seen a lot of very magical secret magic along the way. According to the old wizard, these magics seem to have some kind of rubbing effect due to chaos.

Just like a mirage, they can move the setting environment of rooms in different congresses to another room.

This makes the whole journey full of a strange sense of confusion.

It's like being in a vicious circle of infinite loops.

Obviously, the scene in the rubbing of this room is from the Death Penalty Room.

Whether it was Imokin or Joanna, they felt that they had blamed the old wizard. They were about to put down their wands, but Madison grabbed Imokin's hand.

"You'd better stare at him."

Imojin was stunned. When he looked at the old wizard again, he realized that he was just a wry smile on his face and kept stroking his beard.

The next moment, Madison had already continued.

"The mist dispels."

Because he already knew that this was the final room, Madison no longer cared about saving magic and was preparing to disperse the illusions in the entire room, which would make him feel more at ease.

Holding up the wand, the reddish-brown light gushed out again, connecting to the ceiling of the room along the tip of the wand, blending with Madison, covering her entire body in the reddish-brown light.

From a distance, it looks like the goddess of liberty flashing under the night.

"That's really ugly." Madison suddenly turned his head and said.

Apart from the things that had just entered, under the gaze of Imokin and others, the room covered by mercury liquid began to fade away quickly.

The energy burst out from the magic wand was like the sunlight from the sky, directly dissipating the illusion of mercury that enveloped the room. The silver-white liquid began to evaporate rapidly, emitting a surging white air, and quickly restored the house to its original appearance at a speed that was beyond the naked eye.

The brown wooden roof is covered with spider webs and dust. The gorgeous chandeliers have long been damaged, and they can only barely tell that this is a chandeliers.

The room is large, several times larger than before, the narrow death penalty room was wrapped in mercury, and the illusion not only has the ability to deceive people's vision, but also can directly affect people's other five senses.

In addition to the dilapidated roof, other facilities in the house are also old, and the bookshelf is also covered with dust, but it is still difficult to hide the precious appearance and materials. The precious wood makes it not corrupt even after erosion of time.

But the parchment rolls on it obviously do not have excellent quality, and they are not particularly protected by magic, which have been corroded and broken. I am afraid it is difficult to get any valuable information from it.

Of course, except for some parchment rolls, even in thick dust, it remains very complete. You can tell at a glance that it is very important and has been imposed with special protective magic.

In addition, the other things in the house are similar.

A long wooden table lies quietly, with thick spider webs hanging on the surface, and dull silver wine glasses and trays scattered on the ground, not only expressing the erosion of time, but also indicating all the chaos and battles that once happened here.

"I miss it really."

Similarly, with the sound, Madison and others' eyes fell on the wall on the other side of the room, where an equally old portrait was hung, connected to the spider web, and there were even some burnt gaps on the edge.

In this portrait, the old wizard was slapped in disgust and began to panic because the illusion was dispelled. These little animals even crawled onto his portrait.

But of course, he could not touch these little things at all, and doing so was just an instinctive reaction.

Seeing that the room finally revealed its original appearance, both Imokin, Joanna, and even Madison were slightly relieved.

They don’t know the principle of the death penalty room yet, and they don’t want to try it out personally, as it is not the best trap.

After two or three minutes, all the magic magic that covered the surroundings had been cleared, revealing a worn, broken room that still brought a little peace of mind.

Although it is full of desolation and oldness, at least it can make people feel the breath of civilization, rather than the previous fantasy journey.

“It should be safe here.”
To be continued...
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