Chapter 187 The power of shadow
Chapter 187 The power of shadow
"Evan, where have you been?" Hermione handed over a cone.
"I'm going to buy slices of bread, and we'll feed the pigeons later."
Alvin put down the bag in his hand and took the ice cream handed by Hermione.
When they were saying goodbye in Diagon Alley, Alvin invited Hermione to play with him. He originally wanted to invite the Weasley children as well.
The Geminis and Ron both wanted to play together, but their summer homework had not yet been touched upon. They did not want to face the roars of Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall when school started, so they had to wait until next time.
They have to take advantage of these two weeks to finish their homework, so that they can relax for two more days before school starts.
In this way, in the end, only Hermione went out for a walk with Alvin and the others.
"Hey, you bought so much. Are you trying to feed all the pigeons, Alvin?" Draco said while eating the strawberry cone Hermione treated him to, pointing to the large bag of bread on the ground.
"Of course, this is Trafalgar Square! There are a lot of pigeons. Without them, it won't be enough."
Harry and the others nodded, but no one could see that in Ivan's mind space, Ivan dressed as a little devil was grinning evilly.
Just now, they visited the British Museum again, and Hermione and the others were shocked by the exquisite antiques.
Ivan used his shallow knowledge to explain to them the origins of these cultural relics. Although it was superficial, it was enough to introduce them.
But after the visit, he became more and more angry as he thought about it, so his black sesame glutinous rice ball began to use his crooked mind.
"Separate the bread, otherwise some pigeons won't be able to eat it."
"Oh, good!"
Alvin took three children who didn't know the truth and fed the pigeons in this square with the largest number of pigeons.
"Look, Alvin, the pigeons like the bread you bought. Look, they've all eaten it up~"
"Yeah, just eat it all." (???)?
After pinching and calculating, I felt it was almost done, and Ivan suddenly stood up!
On this bench, four people were sitting side by side. They were watching the pigeons grabbing bread. Ivan suddenly stood up and confused the three of them.
"Huh? What's wrong, Alvin?"
"Yeah...hey! Evan, what are you doing?"
As soon as Hermione asked, Ivan grabbed her and carried her on her shoulders. Before Harry and Draco could speak, Ivan leaned over and pinched them with both hands.
"Run!!!" e=e=e= ?( ? )?
Hermione was lying on Alvin's shoulders, and Harry was clamped with their heads backwards and their butts forward. Then they saw a scene that made people's jaws break the floor.
The sky... began to rain white... and it fell on people's heads.
It landed on the old man’s Mediterranean Sea, on the child’s cone, on the civil servant’s coffee, on the lips of the young couple about to kiss…
That's not rain! Hey! That's because the pigeon has a bad stomach! Evan, what did you do? (???)?
"Ah hahaha~ I suddenly felt better!" Ivan ran away like crazy with the three dumbfounded children.
This is Trafalgar Square, just two streets away from the British Museum. Judging from the range of activities of this group of pigeons, it is enough to cover it with a layer of white raindrops.
The amount of medicine he administered was enough to make the pigeons cover five surrounding blocks!
He put three silly children into a taxi on the street. He didn't ask Henry to take them today. He took a taxi to play with them after coming out of Diagon Alley.
"Drive quickly! Go to the Olympia Exhibition Hall!" A large pound was handed to the driver's hand. The driver didn't say anything. When he saw the four children sitting down, he stepped on the accelerator and jumped out!
It was his determination that saved him from the hard work of cleaning the car.
……
"Evan, what did you do?" When they arrived at the Olympia Exhibition Hall, Hermione finally came back to her senses and turned her head stiffly to look at Ivan.
"Oh, I put some laxative in the bread I feed the pigeons."
Ivan calmly bought four bottles of drinks from the vending machine, his tone calm as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
But the corner of his mouth that he couldn't hold back exposed his true mood.
"Why are you doing this?" Draco was puzzled.
"Oh, it's nothing. It's just that seeing them so leisurely makes me feel uncomfortable."
Harry:…
Hermione: ...
Draco:…
Tsk~ If that prodigal old woman hadn’t lost so much money, you upper class people could live such a leisurely life!
What? Alvin is also a foreigner! Sorry, he didn’t drink Meng Po soup. His skin is white but his heart is red, and sometimes it may be black~
Hehe~(′???)
"Bye~ Come and play again next year! Thank you, Uncle Lucius. It's really hard on you."
The next day, Arthur came to pick up Harry, Lucius came to pick up Draco, and brought a large bag of materials. Ivan waved goodbye to them enthusiastically.
"You're welcome, thank you for taking such good care of Draco these days." Lucius said politely, then rolled his eyes at Arthur, and apparated away with Draco.
Arthur snorted coldly, said hello to Alvin and took Harry away.
After the rest of the gang left and the things were in hand, Ivan walked towards his base. This time he wanted to do something big!
……
Three days later~
"Huh~ This electric thing is so fast!" Standing up from the machine tool and stretching his stiff waist, Alvin looked at the masterpiece in front of him and was elated with satisfaction.
Bartlett had already gotten the machine tool back for him. Since he hadn't completely mastered the alchemy operation yet, he alchemized the blade.
He also made a small device separately and connected the magic crystal to the knife head to enchant it while carving it, which saved him the time of compiling runes.
Within three days, he made ten magic pillars. They were not big, one meter high and ten centimeters in diameter, but they were covered with dense incantations.
Moreover, the materials are even more precious. In addition to basilisk materials and fire dragon materials, there are also precious things such as fine gold and mithril. Of course, Lucius helped find a way to buy these.
There is a unicorn horn embedded in each pillar. There are ten pillars, one in the middle, and nine pillars in a circle in the shape of a guard. Below is a circular formation disk, with mysterious lines engraved on it waiting to be activated. .
On the workbench, the spell collection is placed, but it is not opened because what is needed is the thing on the cover.
Alvin took out the prepared rice paper and magic ink and rubbed it.
Ghost Lord Tara!
As long as it is printed on your body, you will have the authority to control the ghost army, and you can freely travel through the shadow kingdom and go wherever you want.
But... the premise is that you will not be corrupted by this dark power and become a member of the Ghost Kingdom.
Because the Ghost Kingdom belongs to the dark plane, if you cannot avoid the erosion inside, then you are a puppet of darkness.
No one will be an exception...even the Shadow Queen has turned dark and lost her subjective sanity.
However, what he is best at is taking advantage of loopholes!
If you print it directly on me, I won't be able to withstand the erosion of darkness, so why don't I just be a transit point?
This array is used to attract the power of the Shadow Kingdom. It is mainly based on the holy unicorn horns in the stone pillars, supplemented by other holy materials to build a purification array to offset the erosion of darkness.
Use this formation disk as a medium, and then activate the Tara mark to transfer the authority of the Shadow Kingdom to yourself, achieving harmless control of the Shadow Kingdom!
Snapped--
While the ink was still wet, Ivan pressed the rubbing of the big ghost head on the top of the stone pillar in the middle. The magic light flashed and Tara's logo was printed on the smooth stone pillar.
Using this as a model, Aiwen carved on the top of the stone pillar, etching this mark on it forever.
You're done! It's ready to be activated.
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