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Chapter 75: Black Plague

The picture is changing, and the freshmen come to the hinterland of Europe.

The earth is dry and cracked, all the trees are dead, the ground is full of rotten corpses of various animals, and flies are flying all over the sky, looking like a scene of doomsday wasteland.

The picture gradually deepened and they entered a cave.

Under the dim light, a monster covered in darkness was sleeping with his eyes closed. His narrow body, slender face, and deep red pupils.

The entire monster's appearance accurately grasped the horror and profound characteristics, giving people a strong psychological impact. Black smoke was emitted all over his body, filled with unknowns.

"That's...what?"

Watson, who was hit by the monster's terrifying appearance, said tremblingly, and the other students also had similar expressions, grabbing each other's arms to hold each other's arms to keep warm.

Since the illusion was so real, the monster seemed to be in front of them.

"The source of this plague is quite unique," said Gathia.

Compared to the other students' warmth, he stood alone, his face extremely calm, and stood out from the crowd.

Everyone looked at each other and moved to one side in surprise.

Yuko's voiceover also came at this moment, introducing the identity of the monster to everyone.

"In the records of Kamataj, it is called... Black Plague: Dirigi, the blood shed with dirty blood, the root of all diseases, possesses the power to turn all biological cells into dust, and it also brings the Black Death to the land of Europe, the Sixth Apostle from the Abyss."

"It's actually this damn abyss. Is their world going to be destroyed? Why are they staring at our world every day!" Sherlock said indignantly.

"That's it." Watson nodded in approval and said indignantly.

"What an amazing perseverance." Gathia looked at the monster with admiration. "For more than 10,000 years invaded this world, launched countless attacks, failed every time, but he just did not give up."

"Ning still sees positive energy from it, right?" Sherlock said with a black line on his head.

Gathia wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and looked at everyone with a look of surprise.

“Isn’t this touching?”

After saying that, he said with regret.

"I would have such perseverance. In that case, where will it be their turn to destroy the world?"

The people who were gathering together to keep warm took another step away.

At this time, Yuko's voice continued.

"I think you can guess the next story. The four founders discovered it. In order to avenge the dead students, the four of them chose to fight together..."

The illusions around directly changed to the scene where the four people fought the terrifying monster.

This is also the first time that these freshmen have seen intuitively what kind of power the top magician has, the mountains collapsed and the earth burst into pieces, and the fires soared into the sky, as if they were destroyed.

The land that was originally deserted because of Dirigi was once again destroyed and the hilly areas were forcibly beaten to a flat ground.

These freshmen have completely forgotten their fear and are all staring at this amazing scene in amazement.

At the same time, an idea emerged from the depths of their hearts.

"Can we have such power?" Watson murmured without his heart.

Daniel glanced at Watson, "Yes, from that era, ten thousand years have passed, and the potential has returned to humanity. This is why Hogwarts opened school again."

"Really?"

Hearing the sound, everyone's eyes flashed with excitement.

Daniel said seriously, "Read more, listen more, practice more. As long as you study hard, you will be as strong as them one day..."

...

"In the end, the four founders defeated Diregi, but at the same time, they also paid a heavy price. The curse of the Black Plague before death polluted the four founders, causing them to be infected with some kind of plague that was even more terrifying than the Black Death.

Diregi has the power to turn biological cells into dust, and the horror of this plague is to turn your flesh and blood into sand and petrified, and eventually become an unconscious statue."

"Is it a plague in the sand sculpture?" Sherlock murmured with a serious expression.

...

"In order not to allow this plague to be transmitted to others, the four founders resolutely chose to seal themselves, stay in the unknown corner, and quietly wait for death..."

The screen changes again.

Four statues sat cross-legged in a circle, and you could vaguely see the appearance of the four founders from their outlines.

It was pitch black all around, like an unknown dungeon somewhere.

These four heroes who saved the whole of Europe and even the world, but unknown, died alone in a corner of the world...

In order not to implicate others...

At this point, the illusion disappeared.

Hogwarts' freshman returns to the restaurant.

Compared to the initial chattering, the hall was silent, and they still seemed to have not come back to their senses from the illusion just now.

The tutors sitting in the head looked at the stunned students below and all curled their mouths.

Daniel looked at the students around him and remained silent.

The illusion did not tell them about the re-invasion of the abyss.

If it were the past, Daniel might have thought it was to avoid these children from opting out of Hogwarts because they were afraid of being forced to fight against the Abyss monsters.

In fact, he thought so at first, the abyss invaded again, and Hogwarts must be opened to increase its troops at this time.

But after watching this video, he realized that he was judging a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

The sacrifice of Kama Taj's ancient magicians is simply amazing.

I just chose to hide it in order not to let the tragedy of those students in the past happen again to these students.

Daniel looked at these people, the youngest among them was only eleven years old, and the abyss invasion was only in these few years, and these children could not form any combat power in a short period of time.

From beginning to end, these magicians who survived in ancient times created Hogwarts only to allow magic to pass on, so that when they died with the abyss, the inheritance of magic will not become extinct...

In fact, he didn't think it was a good thing to not be able to magic in the upcoming troubled times. The four magicians who fought against Diregi in order to protect humans were indeed dead.

But there are 25 million ordinary people who died of Dirigi!

Almost all of them thought they died of plague, not at the hands of a monster in another world named Dirigi.

Daniel understood this. He would rather die to the point of death than die without resistance in the hands of those monsters.

And these magicians gave them such an opportunity.

After a moment, the hall became noisy again, and everyone asked the teachers in a verbal manner.

"Don't anyone know where those four founders died?"

"That monster is called the Sixth Apostle. Are there other apostles?"

...

"Okay." Dumbledore stood up and glanced at everyone with his sharp eyes, calming the hall again.

"It's very late. Everyone should go back to bed. There will be class tomorrow."

After the words fell, there was another wailing sound. Countless doubts were like cats in their hearts, and they were still sleeping.

Branches ~

The door opened again.

Four people walked in from behind the door, carrying gas lights.

One of them walked to Ravenclaw's table and smiled at them.

"Hello everyone, my name is Maas Hughes. I am the assistant coach of your Dean Lavenclaw Scana. Let me take you to the student dormitory."
Chapter completed!
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