I, Hogwarts Second Time Around.

Chapter 314 Bizarre Monsters

"Ultimate Fluorescent Flash"

After dealing with those hand-shaped monsters.

Miss Granger cautiously peeked out and raised her wand to cast a spell into the empty space.

Starlight falls.

It illuminates the surroundings.

Beneath the hollow lies a river.

The yellow-green water shimmered.

It reflects light.

Of course, that's not the most appetizing part. What's even more appetizing is a lobster the size of a small car underwater.

Its body was covered in moss, and its two large, dark red pincers were wrapped in a layer of seaweed. Its red, jewel-like eyes bulged out (this was its weakness), and countless legs were wading through the water, patrolling back and forth.

"What kind of monsters are these!" Miss Granger's hair stood on end.

She was tempted to turn back.

Perhaps going in the other direction is the right choice.

But—she had already walked for more than ten minutes and was somewhat unwilling to give up.

Perhaps that lobster was just a facade, a paper tiger? It was only so huge because of a spell to enlarge it or a spell to inflate it.

Actually, any spell can kill it?

A sliver of hope arose in Miss Granger's heart, and she decisively chose the latter.

She didn't really want to go back.

Then, she hid on a high place, standing on the protruding stone bricks of the pipe, and tentatively threw down a petrification spell.

"Bang—" That was the sound of the spell rebounding, more like the sound of something hitting metal.

"what?"

Miss Granger's eyes widened as she realized that her spell had struck the lobster's shell with no effect whatsoever.

Not even a trace was left.

The curse not only failed to work, but also exposed her location.

However, Hermione remained calm, considering she was still more than ten feet below.

I suppose it's a lobster without wings.

"what!"

Before Hermione could even finish comforting herself with these thoughts, turning back wasn't a bad choice, after all, she wasn't Harry anymore.

Suddenly, a bubble-shaped column of water shot out from the hole.

The silty water column has a strong corrosive effect.

But it didn't hit her directly; it only struck the rock wall beneath her feet.

The poor rock wall made a tearing sound, like strong acid corroding it.

Hermione gasped and quickly took a few steps back.

Just as she was feeling incredibly relieved that she hadn't rashly stepped down, the stone bricks beneath her feet suddenly loosened.

Then her foot slipped, and she fell flat on her back.

"Stop the shock absorbers and reduce speed!"

She shouted.

From mid-air, she could see the lobster monster holding up its large pincers, excitedly clicking and squeaking as it watched her.

Judging by the strength of my bones, if I were grabbed, I would definitely be snapped in half—definitely!!!

"Multiple freezes!"

In mid-air, Hermione waved her wand.

The tip of the staff emitted a fine, cold breath, which almost instantly covered the lobster monster with a layer of frost.

Because it's a river, the humidity here is very high, and she easily and completely froze the lobster.

After landing, Hermione cautiously looked around. Based on previous experience, the monsters here would never appear alone; there would definitely be multiple of them, one in the open and another lurking in the shadows.

Sure enough—as soon as she turned her head, she saw two little lobster monsters in the blind spot of the empty view from above.

They are life-sized, standing upright, with two rows of fine legs on their abdomens, like millipedes.

The two lobsters, holding spears, thrust their spears at Hermione the instant their eyes met.

Miss Granger was terrified. (Disgusting!)

She quickly dodged to the side and casually unleashed a cutting spell, severing the legs of countless crayfish.

With a "thud," it sounded like pieces of meat falling to the ground.

The severed limbs struggled and thrashed on the ice, many of them crawling toward the little witch.

"Flames are raging!"

"Flames are raging!"

"Flames are raging!!!"

Hermione managed to suppress her nausea after throwing three fire spells in succession.

But she forgot that the lobster monster was frozen in ice.

Her unbridled use of fire spells quickly melted the ice on the lobster monster's body.

It is free.

Hermione was completely baffled.

Immediately, she looked over and saw many strange creatures: some like slugs holding spears, some like large crabs, and some like a pile of minced flesh resembling a corpse.

All of this was testing Miss Granger's rare patience.

Finally—urged by the 'click-click' sound in her ears, a rope in her heart snapped.

The next moment, she was overcome with malice and anger, and at this moment she no longer cared about black magic or white magic.

Anyway, any magic that can crush those disgusting creatures is good magic.

"Fierce Fire—"

The Dragon Nerve Wand drew wondrous movements in the air, and then the surrounding air, which was filled with moisture, suddenly became dry.

A few sparks seemed to appear in the void.

"A Wildfire Spreads—"

The next second, the tip of the wand emitted a burst of violent heat.

The flames were dazzling and as hot as lava.

Irving taught her this spell.

Hermione had seen him use it before. At the time, she thought she might never have the courage to use the spell in her entire life; it was too dangerous.

Flames that do not distinguish between friend and foe will devour even the caster if they are out of control.

She disliked this uncontrollable curse.

Although she could control the Fiendfire Spell with practice, that would take enough time for her to master several other spells.

But now—more than the horror of the curse, she loathed those strangely shaped monsters.

The cursed fire, carrying a terrifying aura, raged and occupied the entire space from the ground to the overhead rock wall.

Our lobster monster was instantly cooked, then charred, and finally turned into charcoal.

At this moment, the Fiery Curse had just begun to show its power.

A fiery lion, its paws treading on the boiling river, roared as it charged toward the seafood. It merely brushed past them, and the seafood was ignited.

They either turned into charcoal or, in the flames, saw their next life.

And the one who started all of this, Miss Granger, had already turned around and run away.

The moment she cast the Fiery Spell, she turned and dashed into the hazy mist behind her.

She kept running.

She only stopped leaning against the wall when the sound of burning flames ceased.

Then—she regretted coming over.

Because what lies before my eyes—God—is nothing short of hell on earth!

Suddenly, many ants appeared on the top of her head, climbing the wall.

Have you ever seen an ant bigger than Hagrid?

And it wasn't just one, but a whole litter.

She saw many winged male ants buzzing as they dipped their large pincers into the river, searching for food.

At that moment, Hermione was filled with despair.

She felt that she wasn't there to complete a challenge, but rather to deliver food.

If this continues, she'll be eaten by some monster sooner or later.

"Irving Sanchez!!!"

The little witch snarled fiercely.

Their teeth were about to be crushed.

————————Four hours later.

Hermione, who was leaning against the wall of a pipe and dodging the stone goblins flying around outside, didn't have the energy to yell at Owen anymore.

In just four hours, I've seen all the psychological traumas she might encounter in her lifetime.

From corpses covered in deformed tumors to various mechanical alchemical traps and all sorts of bizarre creatures.

She even encountered a woodlice the size of a Quake.

Their attack method involves shooting their segmented limbs out like arrows.

She almost fell victim, but luckily she reacted quickly enough.

"Whoosh—whoosh!"

Hermione began to miss her bed.

My own books.

Even Snape's smile—she'd rather be washing cauldrons at the Potions Professor's than stay here!

Unable to shed a tear, she could only force herself to stand up again.

Keep walking forward.

Now, all that keeps her going is anger, anger towards Irving.

Wait for her to come back, wait for her to come back!

We must smash that guy's head like a watermelon!!!

Suddenly, just as Hermione rounded a corner, the clear 'click-clack' sound came again from the end of the pipe.

The sound was like something sharp striking a stone.

Miss Granger instinctively retreated behind the corner.

Then he turned off the fluorescent light, squatted down, and looked up at the pipe wall.

Although she knew she could easily defeat the one who made the voice, she had no desire to swing her wand again.

Exhaustion—it is mental exhaustion.

'Click click'

The sound was getting closer.

She had already held her breath, but just as Hermione thought that some disgusting monster was about to jump out again.

The voice didn't linger around her; instead, it moved towards another corner of the tunnel.

"Hoo~" Hermione took a deep breath, felt her way in the dark, carefully got up, and then turned and ran in the opposite direction from the sound.

"Click."

Damn it.

The crisp sound of bones breaking echoed clearly in the tunnel.

Hermione, already anticipating what would happen in the next three seconds, decisively turned around. The next second, her wand lit up with a bright light, "Blazing Flames!"

After trying dozens of spells.

Although common, the Fire Charm is indeed the best magic for dealing with the creatures in the underground tunnels.

Because both petrification and confinement can be rebounded by shellfish, only high temperatures will not.

The flame loves everyone equally.

At that moment, the blazing fireball transformed into a huge head, swallowing the monster, whose form was obscured by the flames, whole.

Regardless of whether her trick would work or not, Miss Granger turned and ran after casting the spell.

They walked very fast.

Four hours of experience, don't ask.

The question is that if you're even a step too slow, you might be surrounded by creatures from all directions.

Finally, without her noticing, she had rushed out of the tunnel.

"ah!"

Standing at the edge of the tunnel.

Before me lay an abyss.

It was a huge hole about ten feet below her current location.

Of course, these things are not important. The main thing is the silver lampposts scattered in the cavity, which are embedded in the wall and their faint light barely illuminates the cavity.

Then Hermione saw the truth beneath the void—limbs and torsos were everywhere.

There was no blood, and it didn't have any strange smell.

It is not human.

Instead, they belong to countless magical creatures, with their various kinds of bodies.

The body of an eight-eyed giant spider, the head of a fire dragon, the horns of a chimera, and the tentacles of Hokrap.

She can name more than a dozen different kinds of things.

There were many more, and she couldn't even tell which magical creature they belonged to.

"Good heavens!" Hermes sighed.

Then suddenly, the tunnel beneath our feet seemed to come alive, the walls began to sag downwards, and some kind of dark green viscous liquid emerged from the rock walls.

As the slime flowed over Hermione's shoes, she slipped as if friction had vanished, and slid away with incredible speed.

"Ah—!" the little witch screamed.

The sound seemed eerie in the hollow.

"Stop the shock absorbers and reduce speed!"

Just as she was about to make intimate contact with the ground, Hermione finally realized what was happening and then unleashed a grey spell.

Then, her speed suddenly stopped, she hovered in the air for two seconds, and then landed on the ground.

"What is that?" Hermione scrambled to her feet the moment she landed.

The green slime still clinging to the soles of her feet nearly caused her to slip and fall again.

She could probably guess that it was some kind of strong lubricant, but not for this kind of situation.

The person who arranged this place secretly guessed what the little wizard was thinking.

Because any wizard, except Harry and Ron, would choose to observe first rather than rush in when encountering an unfamiliar situation.

Kyrie Irving poured so much lubricant there, clearly indicating he didn't want the Warriors to think for too long.

To prevent them from coming up with any countermeasures.

"Click—"

A huge, mechanical sound arose, and Hermione looked up blankly. She saw that many mechanical arms suddenly emerged from the surrounding walls, quickly piecing together the limb fragments at a dizzying speed.

In the blink of an eye, a huge monster, several feet tall, stood up.

Its entire body radiates a purple light, like blood vessels, with the body of the eight-eyed giant spider as the basic framework, plus countless other creature limbs.

For example, the troll's arm, the fire serpent's tail, and the little dragon's head.

"roar!!!"

The dragon's roar carried a mechanical noise, and waves of sound surged toward Hermione.

She raised her wand, and the Ironclad Charm instantly activated.

Flames spewed from the dragon's head, blazing flames as if someone had added gasoline and pure oxygen, and they were incredibly large.

It instantly enveloped Hermione, with fire all around, except for a small area separated by the Ironclad Charm that was barely holding on.

This is really abnormal!

Hermione was eager to see if there were two tubes in the dragon's mouth that supplied oxygen and gasoline.

Because the proportions of the flames and the dragon's head are too different.

The difference between a needle and an iron rod.

Unfortunately, all she could see was a dazzling firelight; she couldn't see anything else.

"Snap!"

It was the sound of rocks cracking beneath her feet. The intense heat had already melted many rocks into lava, and to make matters worse, the lava was about to flow to her feet.

"All curses end!" Hermione waved a golden veil, then dodged to the side the instant the flames disappeared.

"Seal the tongue and choke the throat!"

The red spell landed on the dragon's head the moment the little witch landed.

Then its mouth closed as if someone had forcibly covered it.

But the flames hadn't stopped when there was a loud bang.

It burned its own head right through.

"That's it!" The little witch clenched her fist and raised her arm in a shout.

She guessed what would happen when she noticed the strange dragon head.

If it were a real fire dragon, even if its mouth were suddenly closed, the flames wouldn't burn it, because it would extinguish the flames as well.

But it's easy to guess that the flames of this Frankenstein's monster have a delay in extinguishing.

Hermione was just trying it out, but she never expected to succeed on her first try.

However, before she could even celebrate, another robotic arm reached over, quickly removed the fire faucet, and tossed it aside like trash.

Then they found another head on the ground; it was a huge basilisk head with ferocious teeth and dark green eyes.

"Torn apart!"

Miss Granger cast a spell, aiming at the robotic arms.

With a "bang," the spell seemed to strike some kind of metal, producing a crisp sound. Then, a large number of mechanical arms broke off, oozing purple slime from the broken ends.

Then more robotic arms emerged from the wall.

"Hiss~" In the blink of an eye, the snake head was installed. It raised its head, and in its mouth, behind a row of sharp teeth, was a fleshy tube. The fleshy tube suddenly trembled, and then green smoke gushed out.

Upon seeing this, the little witch's expression froze; she had not prepared any antidote.

Immediately, she raised her wand and cast the Weather Charm, a gust of wind blowing from the tip of her wand.

"flame!"

Using the wind to ignite the fire, the toxic fumes were instantly set ablaze.

It was like water falling into boiling oil, the smoke crackling and popping with an unsettling sound.

But those robotic arms are still bringing in new limbs from the surrounding area.

Hermione could only cast a few Obstacle Charms and Petrify Charms in hopes of slowing down the mechanical arm, while she herself ran quickly toward the other side of the hole.

The flames just now seemed to have burned the body of that Frankenstein's eight-eyed giant spider.

This gave her about a minute or two.

"Imprison them immediately."

Another locking spell struck the mechanical arms, further slowing their movements.

The robotic arms stopped for less than ten seconds.

But this was the most precious thing to Hermione.

Soon, a solid wall came into her view, with two intertwined snakes carved on it, their eyes inlaid with large, sparkling emeralds.

In an instant, Hermione knew what she had to do.

Because those two snakes looked too much like some kind of door lock.

She quickly took out the small megaphone Owen had given her, pressed it hard, and a hissing sound came out.

At this moment, behind her, a completely new monster was still being pieced together.

It has the body of a feline, the tail of a fire serpent, and the head of a horse-shaped water monster.

The mane wrapped around its neck by broad-leaved cattails was a distinctive feature of the horse-shaped water monster.

This time, the monster wasn't large, but it was incredibly agile and had tremendous explosive power. It covered a distance two or three times faster than Hermione had managed to run for a minute or two.

On the other side, the snake-like voice rang out.

On the wall, the two snakes began to separate.

The stone wall also cracked in the middle and slowly slid to both sides and disappeared.

At the moment the horse-shaped water monster with teeth was tearing something apart.

Hermione leaped over it.

(End of this chapter)