People are in the heavens, wealth can rival a country

Chapter 181 The Outrageous Story of Smaug
Back in the tower, Tang Sen searched carefully on the first floor.

If a witch wants to live on an isolated island for a long time, she will definitely store a lot of living supplies, but according to a rough observation before, there are only some ingredients in the vegetable basket next to the stove, which may only be enough for a day or two.

It can be speculated that the tower either has a basement specially used for storage, or the witch has other means.

Tang Sen did some divination and confirmed that there is no basement under the tower.

"That is to say—"

Tang Sen quickly found a leather suitcase, opened it, and could see a dark hole inside, as if it was the entrance to a cellar.

"No Trace Extending Curse."

This is also one of the most convenient spells in the wizarding world. It can expand the space and put more things in a place that looks very small.

This also confirmed Tang Sen's guess. After all, witches often mingled in the Muggle society. Whether it was kidnapping Muggles or purchasing supplies, it was impossible to make a big splash. She was a wanted criminal by the Ministry of Magic of various countries.

The Untraceable Extended Curse, which is equivalent to a low-profile version of the portable space, is definitely mastered by the witch.

A flame ignited in the space inside the box, and Tang Sen was finally able to see the space inside clearly.

Compared with the ridiculously large suitcase that Townsend remembered belonging to Magizoologist Newt, the witch's suitcase was much smaller. Its area was only a few square meters, and its height was only more than two meters.

This is normal, the traceless extension spell is not a simple spell, and the complexity of superimposing the traceless extension spell in the space that has already been extended will increase exponentially, if it is not for people who have studied this spell deeply possible.

Relying on the medium of the flame, Tang Sen jumped directly into the space inside the box, and he could see a lot of daily necessities piled up in the corner.

Most are potatoes, bread, canned food and butter.

It can be imagined that this is the main ingredient of the daily recipes of witches and little girls. Maybe there are fish from the sea.

Well, no one would expect an English witch to be such a good cook, would they?
"There is a box with the Untraceable Extended Curse, but I can take some of the materials with me."

"Besides, this space is enough for the little girl to stay in it."

Tang Sen didn't want to be accompanied by a tow bottle all the time, and it was the kind that could explode at any time, but because of his obscurity, it was impossible for him to let the other party fend for itself. It would be too wasteful.

Carrying the suitcase up to the third floor, Tang Sen looked at the bottles and cans on the shelf against the wall.

It can be confirmed that almost all of the bubbles in it are limbs and organs related to magical animals.

"With my shepherd's characteristics, these things should be able to be digested into supernatural characteristics by me."

This thought came to Tang Sen's mind, but he dismissed it quickly.

It's disgusting, God knows how long the flesh and blood have been soaking in the jar, the taste must be unbearable.

Tang Sen still prefers to eat something fresh, and it is best to assist him with excellent cooking skills. Tang Sen himself can't do anything about it. As a former social animal, takeaway has been implemented in his daily life.

He thought that his cooking skills were not much better than the witches from England.

Immediately, his gaze shifted to the orange snakes on the shelf.

They should have been cast with some kind of spell, which prevented them from leaving the shelf, but from their size and appearance, Tang Sen could be sure that they were also some kind of magical animal.

"Grilled. Or fried with butter."

Thinking about it this way, Tang Sen went up to the fourth floor.

The little girl was sitting on her little pink bed with her knees hugged, her eyes were still empty, but she seemed a little drowsy.

Smaug's voice continued to be heard outside the window.

".Facing the majestic and majestic richest man in Middle-earth, the king of Gondor lowered his head, expressing his willingness to dedicate the entire wealth of Gondor, and voluntarily gave up the king's palace as Smaug's temporary residence."

The corner of Townsend's mouth twitched, and he had to interrupt Smaug's increasingly outrageous imagination.

"Gondor has no king, not since your birth."

"Ahem." The dragon's golden pupils moved back slightly from the window: "I'm just telling some stories, and the stories you know always need some beautification."

Tang Sen didn't bother to complain about the dragon who talked too much, and said directly: "Can your psychiatrist's ability work on this little guy? My consciousness is the part of hypnosis and psychological suggestion."

"Of course, of course." Smaug said hastily: "No one can resist my hypnosis. If I go back to Middle-earth, I can make those dwarves regard me as the king of the mountain. I mean, although I originally Yes, but the dwarves are really good at their craft."

"only--"

It paused, and said with some embarrassment: "There is a small problem that I can't communicate with her."

"Then from now on, I'm afraid you need to start learning." Tang Sen said, "It's just learning a language. It shouldn't be difficult for the smart Smaug, right?"

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Smaug was uncommonly silent.

The giant dragon was born able to speak, whether it was the dragon language or the common language of Middle-earth, it was the genetic information flowing in its blood, including the ability to breathe and fight, all of which were the dragon's instincts.

It had never learned anything, and learning the word was foreign to dragons, to be precise.

"Why?" Tang Sen raised his eyebrows: "You don't want to?"

"Of course Smaug is willing." The dragon said hastily, "It's just that I'm afraid it will take a long time. I don't think such a small thing is worth paying for. I mean, it's worth paying attention to by the master."

"Don't question my decision, Smaug." Tang Sen said: "Also, I don't think I need to wait too long, you may have underestimated the ability of the audience to access potions, it can let you learn something very quickly, especially language. "

Tang Sen looked at the little girl, who obviously had no interest in the conversation between Tang Sen and Smaug.

Tang Sen could tell that the other party must think that this was just another trick used by the witch, so he completely sealed himself off.

He didn't try to explain it clearly. On the one hand, the other party would not believe it. On the other hand, this might not be a bad thing.

At least, if she regards everything she has experienced as a witch's means, she will not have irrational thoughts and stimulate the silent recovery in her body.

The girl noticed Tang Sen's gaze, silently climbed off the bed, and then walked downstairs.

Tang Sen frowned, and followed without saying a word. He saw the girl walk up to the cold corpse that was still lying on the ground, then bent down and dragged it with difficulty.

"What are you doing?" Tang Sen asked.

The girl turned her head to look at Tang Sen, and said, "Clean up."

Then, with his thin body, he continued to drag the body that was much heavier than him bit by bit, heading down the stairs.

The words read in the diary flashed through Tang Sen's mind.

Obviously, this was not the first time the other party had done this kind of thing. Under the careful cultivation of the witch, this person's concept of death and morality had been completely distorted.

Tang Sen didn't help, but just spoke in the language of Middle Earth:

"Smaug, watch her."

Then, he turned his attention back to those snakes.

"With my current ability, I should have no problem dealing with a few snakes."

"But to be cautious, let's do a divination first."

(End of this chapter)