Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

Voodoo dolls are often seen in many Hollywood horror movies.

In stories, the hero and heroine often find a voodoo doll that has been sitting in a corner for a long time.

Then, they experienced a series of terrifying events, and the cause of those terrifying events was just that the evil spirits in the voodoo doll wanted to take the hero and heroine's body.

At the end of the story, it usually ends with the death or escape of the hero and heroine. As for the voodoo doll, he can only stay in the corner, waiting for the discovery of the next unlucky one.

However, the world Clark and the others are now in is not a Hollywood horror movie.

"For a voodoo wizard, only when someone rediscovers his voodoo doll can he manipulate the other party to perform various evil rituals, or take the other party's body, or refine a new revived corpse.

So in Benin and Haiti, locals often fear old voodoo dolls hidden in remote places, believing that they are cursed by voodoo wizards. "

Clark continued Hermione's words.

"However, some outsiders don't know this, and often even curious tourists suffer because of it.

This also proves that although the voodoo doll is magical, it must follow the basic energy conservation. In the absence of a driving force, a wooden doll will not move by itself. "

"So..." Clark said with certainty: "Every voodoo wizard is worried about how to hide his voodoo doll."

"If they don't hide enough, they may be found by their enemies, and life and death are in the hands of people.

And if it is too hidden, if no ordinary person finds out for thousands of years, it will be over! "

Clark looked at the voodoo wizard hanging on the wall with a half-smiling smile: "The one in front of me should be too hidden!"

"So he's afraid of us destroying his body, but not so afraid of us because he doesn't think we can find the voodoo doll he's hiding, right?"

Laura sighed and looked at the voodoo wizard, her eyes full of pity, this guy would immediately know how terrifying the child in front of him would be.

"Yeah, we are not prophets, and naturally we don't know where his voodoo doll will be hidden."

The voodoo wizard heard the words, and his eyes showed excitement.

However, the next moment, Clark sneered to dispel his elation: "But for me, this matter is not so troublesome at all."

"Voodoo magic is really cruel, mysterious, and unique.

But crueler than means, ruthless, sorry...I haven't lost. "

There was a hint of sarcasm in Clark's voice, he leaned in front of the voodoo wizard and whispered: "It seems that you still can't feel the real fear, otherwise you wouldn't play so much with me. now..."

The voodoo wizard stared into his eyes, trying to see a little bluff.

However, he couldn't see anything. In those dark golden pupils, there was only arrogance and indifference, as if a butcher was looking at the lamb to be slaughtered.

Could it be that... he really has a way to hurt his own soul by reviving the corpse?

The voodoo wizard resisted the fear in his heart and shouted frantically: "What are you doing? If you destroy my body, I will not tell you anything!"

Clark was unmoved, just continued the ritual he had not completed just now, piled some jewels under his feet, and then took the papyrus with all kinds of knowledge written on it, pasted it around him, and placed it in the middle of his forehead, A **** emblem of the [God of Wisdom, Knowledge and Magic] was drawn with blood.

When all this was done, the soul of the voodoo wizard began to send out warning signs frantically, and he vaguely felt that there was a powerful and mysterious existence that was ready to come at any time.

The pressure projected from a higher dimension made him cry with fear.

He was all too familiar with this sense of oppression that fell directly on his soul. At the festival every four years, he could sense this pressure from the totem statue in the center of the Holy Voodoo Holy Land.

Although the intensity and feeling of the two are different, the oppression of the soul belonging to God is unchanged.

Yes, just like voodoo, this little guy in front of him even sacrificed an evil god!

Doesn't he know that every evil **** will be strangled by the forces of all parties in the transcendent world?

The voodoo wizard's heart was completely shattered, and he wailed: "No, no, please, I will cooperate, I will cooperate with everything, my voodoo doll is hidden in..."

Clark's face relaxed, "Very good, what did you say you did earlier, wasting so much of my time in vain."

"Unfortunately, you're still too cowardly!" Clark said as he leaned into the voodoo wizard's ear.

"Actually, seeing that you chose a soul-possessed voodoo doll, I knew you were a coward.

A voodoo wizard who is truly fearless of life and death will only refine the avatar doll, and then transfer the damage he has suffered to the avatar doll. That kind of voodoo wizard really dares to pick up a knife and do it hard!

And a coward like you who only thinks about suspended animation is not worthy of my trust! "

Clark paused, then took what Neville had just brought.

It is woven from hair, smeared with blood, and the bones of the body are taken out and carved into a skeleton, which is also engraved with witchcraft.

Such a simple voodoo doll, when you hold it in your hand, immediately has a gloomy aura, like a poisonous snake wrapped around a person's arm.

Clark hung the voodoo doll on the javelin on the voodoo wizard's chest, and then took out the lit deity he got last semester from his magic pocket.

When the voodoo wizard saw what was in Clark's hand, he immediately struggled frantically. He wanted to pull out the javelin in his heart, but Neville took the first step and pinned his palm with two sacrificial daggers.

As if worried that this wasn't enough insurance, Neville pinned his foot with a short sword, and this time, the wizard collapsed on the wall, like a large insect specimen.

Clark looked at him and frowned: "Why do you make him look like a ghost? This is the image of the Holy Son Jesus' crucifixion. We are wizards, not judges of the church. Besides, he doesn't deserve this!"

Neville shyly pinned the voodoo wizard's legs apart on the wall, and the wizard on the wall did not thank him for this action.

Clark held the statue and began to sacrifice to the so-called "God of Wisdom, Knowledge and Magic", and the sacrifice was the voodoo doll of the voodoo wizard in front of him.

"Respected [God of Wisdom, Knowledge and Magic], you are the recorder of knowledge, the creator of magic, and the protector of wizards.

Magic flows because of you, and knowledge lasts because of you.

Here, the devout believers present this magical voodoo doll to you, hoping you can guide us in the direction we are going. "

At this moment, the voodoo wizard felt a deep fear, he opened his mouth wide, but could only let out a silent scream, because the next moment, some surging and surging power completely descended on the body of the voodoo doll, Cut it off from the revived corpse.

On the other side, Clark also felt the satisfaction and joy that came from the fragments of Godhead in his mind.

Although he didn't kill the sacrifice, but offering the soul of a non-believer to the gods, Clark's behavior can also be regarded as a blood sacrifice.

To a god, blood sacrifices are delicious and harmful.

Every soul is the spiritual crystallization of the nature of heaven and earth, and it is a treasure that even the devil values.

In the ancient tribal era, when warriors caught the enemy, they would often behead the captives under their own totem poles, perform blood sacrifices, and use the souls of the dead to feed their ancestors.

This ancient sacrificial method is still used by the evil gods to this day, because it is indeed an excellent way to strengthen the power of the gods.

For the gods, the fear and resentment of the sacrifice before the soul is swallowed, just like the spicy stimulation of human beings when they eat, will make them feel different and strange.

And those spirits that are swallowed will make them even stronger.

However, these special stimuli and ways to quickly increase their strength will only make those gods who enjoy blood sacrifices gradually become obsessed with them, and make them even more demanding.

At the same time, the resentment entangled in them will also accelerate their depravity.

Therefore, some righteous gods with foresight soon abolished the sacrificial method of blood sacrifice after they became powerful. And those evil gods and demon gods who enjoyed blood sacrifices were quickly defeated and sealed by the righteous gods.

Fortunately, this [God of Wisdom, Knowledge, and Magic] was fabricated by Clark, and he did not directly sacrifice blood to [God of Knowledge], there was a layer in the middle.

At the same time, the fragments of the godhead of the [God of Knowledge] are still in his mind, so Clark's behavior is actually worshipping himself.

Therefore, although he can't completely control the godhead fragments of the [God of Knowledge], it is still possible to change the process of sacrifice with a little influence.

Feeling the sound of prayer coming from his mind, Clark evoked the fragments of the godhead of [God of Knowledge], refusing to devour the soul in the voodoo doll.

The soul of the voodoo wizard was reconnected to his revived corpse, but before he could recover from the joy of escaping from the dead, accompanied by Clark's manipulation of the godhead fragments, a faint blue The flames suddenly ignited his voodoo doll.

Faced with the delicious food that came to his lips, Clark did not have the habit of giving up.

The pain of a burning soul made the voodoo wizard let out an earth-shattering scream.

Even Hermione, who was standing beside him, couldn't bear to see this heart-piercing voice, and turned their heads to avoid looking directly at his struggle.

Fortunately, after the flame burned for a few seconds, it was extinguished!

After a while, the voodoo wizard stopped screaming. He looked at his voodoo doll and said excitedly, "I'm fine... Haha! I'm fine!"

Neville and Laura turned their heads, noting that he did look sane, not tortured.

Only Hermione noticed that the voodoo doll's chest was branded with the [God of Wisdom, Knowledge and Magic].

She looked at the voodoo wizard who was rejoicing there with sympathy, and silently mourned for him for three seconds.

A few minutes later, the ashes-faced voodoo wizard said everything like pouring beans in a bamboo tube.

"You said you were so honest earlier, wouldn't it be better?"

Clark patted the voodoo wizard on the shoulder, ignoring the crying expression on the other's face, "Okay, then you help us prepare the equipment and materials for our deep desert adventure, and then wait for my news."

After he finished speaking, he took Hermione and the others and turned around to leave this place.

The voodoo wizard opened his mouth to speak behind them, but as Clark waved goodbye with the voodoo doll, he could only watch the four leave with a nervous expression.

Leaving the gloomy tomb and returning to the bright sunlight, Laura couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

For her, everything just now was too depressing.

But after relaxing, she asked Clark again, "Can we really trust that guy?"

Clark smiled and patted the pocket containing the voodoo doll and didn't answer, but his confident look dispelled Laura's last worries.

Having achieved the main purpose of the trip, the four of them did not intend to stay in this "city of the dead" for a long time. According to the memory of when they came, they prepared to leave the same way.

It's just that they encountered new troubles less than two blocks away from the "City of the Dead" exit.

A group of residents living in the "City of the Dead" are forming a circle, punching and kicking the two guys in the center, and they are ruthless.

Looking at the clothes on them, they looked like two foreign tourists who strayed into the "City of the Dead".

Therefore, although the residents of the city of the dead hated them very much, they still left room for action and did not use weapons.

Therefore, seeing that the two of them would only suffer a little bit of flesh and blood, Clark and the others also avoided the fighting crowd, and had no intention of causing trouble.

But just when they were about to leave the group behind, Clark suddenly heard a familiar voice.

He was sure that he had heard it right, that it was Mandarin Chinese.

"I said Fatty Wang, can't you take good care of your pig's trotters? Hurry up and give back the things you stole just now!"

"Hey, can you blame me, isn't that old Hu, you said that this place is backed by green mountains, facing green water, hiding wind and gathering qi, gathering the aura of heaven and earth, is this Cairo the best place for Feng Shui, and most likely to have treasures? ?

As a result, there are quite a few graves here, but there are really few treasures.

Ouch... don't fight, stop fighting, UU reading www.uukanshu.com I will pay... I will pay..."

The chattering voice was mixed with the dialects of the local residents, and it was extremely difficult to distinguish, but Clark captured the information in an instant.

The four great joys in life, encountering old friends in a foreign land.

Although Clark's appearance is an authentic Englishman, his soul has always come from the vast land of Kyushu and the country in the middle.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing him stop, Hermione asked curiously.

Clark turned his head to look at the pile of people not far away, with a bright smile from his heart on his face.

"It's okay, I just found something interesting."

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