In the Apocalypse, I Can Enter Hogwarts

Chapter 78 Special Parasites

"Deeply etched in my heart..."

Without a word, he raised his hand and cast another spell. The creature instantly stopped struggling and, looking at the peculiar parasite convulsing on the ground before him, Ian was certain of one more thing: this thing truly possessed consciousness, even a soul.

Unlike the sluggish parasites of the past, they are immune to the three Unforgivable Curses, except for the Death Curse, which is effective against them.

"It seems to be a creature with its own consciousness, otherwise it wouldn't feel pain. Well then... it's time for the experiment..." Ian thought to himself.

"Soul leaving the body!" "Scattered into pieces!" "Strength weakening!" "Flames raging!" "Complete oblivion..."

About half an hour later, the peculiar parasite before him had been tortured beyond recognition, and its entire body was still oozing pale green blood. But the benefits were obvious; it had provided Ian with a great deal of useful information.

"Cell vitality, the ability to divide and regenerate, abundant life force, and muscle tone like that of a large herbivore... This thing is simply a nightmare for ordinary people." Ian pondered the data he had just obtained with some shock.

He stared at the creature before him. Even after its limbs were severed, it was still slowly regenerating, and the wounds were visibly beginning to stop bleeding and heal. In this respect, it perfectly preserved all the characteristics of fungal life.

As if sensing the attack had stopped, the special parasite slowly raised its head.

Ian glanced at the other person as well, but that glance sent chills down his spine. It wasn't that the other person's eyes were particularly terrifying; quite the opposite, the special parasite's eyes only revealed submission and fear…

"This...not only possesses biological instincts, but has also developed independent thought. This is troublesome..."

Upon this discovery, he suddenly thought of a spell that could be put to good use, and raised his wand.

After being attacked for a long time, the other party clearly expressed the concept of 'fear' when he raised his wand again. However, Ian was not in the mood to pay attention to these things at the moment and pointed his wand at this special parasite.

"Absorb divine thought!"

A few minutes later, Ian finally understood all the thoughts and memories of this special parasite.

In short, it can be summed up in two words—pure simplicity. Yes, that kind of pure simplicity. In this creature's mind, there is only hunting, eating, and fear, and fear is a newly born emotion.

Memories are even simpler, lasting only a few days. Beyond that, it's like a swirling fog, making it difficult to see clearly.

But the most memorable sight for Ian was a lightning bolt that seemed to reach the sky like a giant pillar. It was after that lightning that he began to remember, much like the static on an old television screen that suddenly showed a picture after the signal was connected.

"In the beginning, chaos reigned. It seems that the extreme weather that occurred brought more than just climate change to this world..."

He suddenly developed a strong curiosity about the birth of this special mutant.

"We need to find a way to trap it and study it slowly..."

With that thought in mind, Ian no longer hesitated and looked around to see if there were any usable materials.

The spacious hall, with its bare walls, had practically nothing usable, so he had no choice but to ride his flying broomstick to other places to retrieve items. As for the special parasite, he decided to leave it there for now; with its limbs severed and it bound by a binding spell, there was no need to make any further arrangements.

……

Thanks to the constant searching and killing during this period, Ian's familiarity with the city has increased day by day. He knows exactly what's in which direction in the city.

He returned about half an hour later, taking out dozens of thick, long construction steel bars from his infinitely extending backpack, and applying a cutting spell and a permanent adhesive spell. True to the old saying, you don't care about what isn't yours, so he used up all the construction steel bars he had brought.

A simple yet sturdy steel cage, measuring 4 meters by 4 meters, was quickly built.

"The limbs have grown a centimeter in half an hour? This regenerative ability is really exaggerated. In less than a day, this thing will be back to its lively self... Oh well, it's not far anyway. I can just come over every day to have it cut up."

After using the Levitation Charm to throw the special parasite into the cage, Ian began to collect the green blood scattered on the ground. This blood always gave him a strange feeling, as if it were alive and changing, in short, it was very strange.

Previously, for safety reasons, his research on this parasite involved casting spells from a distance. But this time, when he got within 5 meters of the blood on the ground, the magic stone showed a subtle change.

"I knew there was something wrong with this blood, and sure enough, it also possesses a strong vitality; it's definitely alive..."

Within minutes, the magic stone finally fell silent, and the pool of green blood on the ground became ordinary.

Ian stood there quietly with his eyes slightly closed, calculating the total amount of life force he had just absorbed and making a comparison.

After a long silence, a startling conclusion was finally reached:

"150 milliliters is equivalent to all the life force provided by a humanoid parasite..."

This discovery delighted Ian, as he finally had a stable source of life.

Looking with a burning gaze at the parasite still limp in the cage, he said softly, "I'll take care of all your needs, from food and clothing to daily necessities. I'll take good care of you from now on. Just stay here and focus on producing blood..."

Thinking of this, he raised his hand and cast another cutting spell.

He put the magic stone into the infinitely extendable backpack to control the distance, and then used a container to collect the blood and set it aside. His main purpose was to see how long the blood's activity could be preserved after it was separated from the body.

After finishing all this, he planned to leave. After all, he had already done most of the experiments that could be done, and there was not much point in staying. Besides, there was plenty of time, and some things did need time to be verified.

He used a levitation spell to drag over discarded furniture, completely sealing off the entrance. Then he rode off on his flying mount, hoping to kill as many parasites as possible before nightfall.

……

Several hours later, Ian finally returned to his courtyard before nightfall, at dusk. He cast a cleansing spell on himself, then slowly landed and leisurely walked into his room.

Eileen was still engrossed in her work and didn't even notice his arrival. She watched as the beautiful figure in front of her continued to work, writing intently in her notebook, with an elegant phoenix perched beside her.

Such a scene, at this moment, inexplicably made Ian feel a sense of peace and tranquility.

Not wanting to disturb the other person's work, he went straight to the kitchen and began preparing dinner.

……

"You mean they mutated?" Eileen looked at Ian with disbelief.

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she asked anxiously, "Will it pose a threat to you? I mean, if I put everything here into that little world in the backpack, will they still be able to find you?"

After dinner, he told Eileen all about his discoveries from that day.

Seeing her sudden anxiety, Ian chuckled and said, "This is just my speculation. Besides, even if it's a common phenomenon, this is only the beginning. And even if I'm surrounded by rats and birds, I still have the phoenix."

At this point, Ian asked with some curiosity, "But instead of worrying about me, shouldn't you be more worried about your own safety, since I'm not home sometimes?"

"That's great..." Eileen looked visibly relieved after hearing Ian's reply.

Then she changed the subject: "You don't need to worry about me. As long as you're safe, I'm safe too."

Ian didn't think much of the answer, simply shrugged, and joked, "What if I run away?"

"Then I will be like a phoenix, always following you, and wherever you go, I can instantly reach your side."

Hearing Eileen's confident answer, Ian said somewhat helplessly, "Phoenix? There's absolutely no way anyone can become a phoenix."

He was telling Erin the truth: even the pinnacle of Transfiguration—the Animagus—cannot transform a person into a magical creature.

"That's hard to say. Do you remember that time I said I wanted to become a wizard, and what did you say to me?" Eileen asked Ian with a serious look in her eyes.

"Magic creates miracles." Eileen and Ian said in unison, uttering this familiar phrase.

Suddenly, Eileen smiled, a gentle smile that was both relaxed and hopeful.

"By the way, Christmas is just around the corner. What kind of present do you want? Don't worry, I can get you anything you want. After all, magic creates miracles."

Ian suddenly realized that, despite spending so much time together, he had never given Eileen any gifts.

Instead, the other party gave him an emerald jade pendant, and he suddenly felt a little guilty. This girl had helped him so much, especially in the recent Philosopher's Stone incident, where her analysis was crucial.

Eileen hesitated for a moment upon hearing this, then said, "A gift? I remember you once told me that in the magical world, their photos can move, talk, and even the people in the photos can visit each other."

At this point, Eileen suddenly looked at Ian cautiously and said softly, "Could we take a picture like this together? Just one, it doesn't need to be big, just a small one. It's the Christmas present I've been looking forward to the most..."

At the same time, she also had something on her mind, but she didn't express it to Ian.

"At least... at least it proves that I once existed..."

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