Hogwarts: Opening Sign-In Mangekyo Sharingan

Chapter 148: The Feathered Serpent's Arrival!

The bright moonlight poured down, casting a hazy halo on the entire altar.

The altar also faintly lights up a magic power circuit to echo it.

Gives a very sacred feeling.

Let all the wizards present be amazed at the beauty in front of them.

Braun wasn't much better either.

Looking at those complicated and strange magic circles, his eyes revealed intoxication.

If not now and now, he couldn't help but want to go forward and study those magic circles.

Unfortunately, this request will definitely not be agreed.

In this regard, ~ he felt a little regretful.

The interior of the altar.

A viper was lying quietly in the center of the magic circle.

If Braun was here, he would definitely be able to find out that this is Nagini who was taken away a few days ago.

It's just that at this moment it is no longer a simple snake.

Under the moonlight, the body is actually changing.

Constantly switching between humans and vipers.

In front of her, Turadu stood quietly.

His expression was full of tension.

This period of time since Feathered Snake Festival began.

Almost every night, she would bring Nagini here.

Under the double baptism of the moon pyramid and moonlight.

The power of the blood curse on the other party has weakened.

Just wait until the Feathered Serpent Festival ends today.

The opponent's body can truly return to normal.

With the brilliance of the moon.

Nagini's body is also constantly changing.

The human form finally takes over the majority.

It turned into the appearance of a snake with a human body and a tail, and the sideways of the whole body looked extremely tempting in the magic circle.

It's just that the other party's consciousness still hasn't recovered.

The eyes still revealed the coldness that belonged to snakes.

Dorado looked at the glamorous woman in front of him with obsession.

It seems to be looking at some peerless treasure.

Dorado's wizard robe has been taken off by her.

revealing his shriveled body.

At the same time, it made her even more jealous of the beautiful woman in front of her.

The dry hands kept stroking this body, and the smooth and tender skin made her body tremble slightly.

"Don't worry, it won't be long...you are me.

I, is you..."

Under the moonlight, a huge octopus tattoo appeared on Dorado's withered back, as if it was alive.

The continuous waving of the twisted tentacles seems to be as impatient as Dorado.

"Om——— woo—"

Accompanied by a long horn sound.

The celebration has finally begun.

Two teams of wizards in feather-woven robes walked slowly and solemnly towards the altar.

Behind them followed a group of Muggles in shackles with terrified expressions.

They're here before they figure out what's going on.

"I'm telling you weirdos! My father is the director of the Samba Economic Department! You better let me go now!"

cried one of the young Muggles.

It's just that no one paid attention to him.

Seeing this guy chattering, the wizard watching over him hit his mouth with a stick.

In an instant, the teeth were spat out mixed with blood.

The Muggle youth showed fear in his expression.

I dare not say anything more.

Honestly walked up to the altar with the other Muggles.

"Grandma, are these people sacrifices?"

Braun wondered under his breath.

Except for this reason.

He couldn't imagine the usefulness of these people.

"Yes, the country of Samba inherited from the Aztec civilization.

Live sacrifices are their specialty.

Although this behavior has been abolished among Muggles.

However, for wizards, this behavior still exists. "

While speaking, he explained to Braun:

"However, these people are all death-row prisoners raised from prisons, with the approval of the Samba government.

Braun nodded.

But his eyes were fixed on the Muggles who were brought to the high platform without blinking.

There was nothing in Braun's heart.

The law of the jungle preys on the strong, the wizarding world is far more cruel than the Muggle society.

This has been understood since the beginning of Braun's time travel.

Back in that bloody crypt, Braun had pretty much lost his so-called sympathy.

This is also the reason why he has never dared to relax.

In this cruel world, I want to grasp my own destiny.

Only have strength!

The end of being without strength is being treated as a pig.

Just thinking about it, the ceremony finally officially started.

An old wizard with a feathered crown, looking serious.

In his hand he held a small knife made of gold.

The color on it looks a little mottled with some traces of dark red.

He sang words of praise.

While dancing.

On the altar in front of him lay a naked Muggle.

It was the Muggle youth who kept clamoring just now.

It's just that he doesn't have any arrogance at this moment.

Only fear remained on the face.

……ask for flowers…

It seemed that at this moment, he finally understood why these people had arrested him.

But even if he knew it in his heart, he couldn't do anything about it.

Can only quietly wait for the arrival of death.

The old wizard's dance continued.

At the same time, the distance with young people is getting closer and closer.

The golden dagger in his hand is constantly waving.

'Puchi'

Like the sound of a balloon leaking.

I saw that the golden dagger had already been inserted into the chest of the Muggle youth at this moment.

Before he let out a scream.

A pink heart that was still beating appeared in the old wizard's hand.

The beating heart pumps blood.

It was respectfully put into the golden horn on the altar by the old wizard.

And the Muggle whose heart was taken out was half thrown from the steps of the altar to the ground like useless garbage.

mnm

A little bit of blood spilled from the young man's body, and blood stains like plum blossoms fell across the steps.

It looks extraordinarily magnificent against the backdrop of the moonlight.

The dancing didn't stop.

One by one the Muggles were brought up to the altar.

Then remove the heart and throw it down the steps.

But only for a few minutes.

The steps that were originally white and flawless under the moonlight had turned blood red.

The bloody smell like rust permeates the air.

Some timid wizards are already a little scared.

Subconsciously took a few steps back.

And those wizards who advocate pure blood and think that Muggles are like pigs.

Blame the stimulation of the scene in front of you.

Excited but pleasant to smell the smell of rust.

It seems that nothing in the world can compare with the fragrance of this blood.

Braun watched all this with a blank face.

There is some vigilance in my heart.

This ceremony, now has begun to have something wrong.

Especially after seeing the moonlight condense into a miniature moon above the altar as if alive.

That feeling of being wrong just got stronger and stronger.

"let's go!"

Augustus, who was still resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

Still waiting for Braun to react.

Then he pulled Braun towards the road down the mountain.

"Sorry, ma'am! You are not allowed to leave during the ceremony."

Several wizards from Castrobushe said with a smile on their faces.

It's just that there is a weirdness in their expressions.

His eyes also looked dull.

It's like a puppet without a soul being manipulated to speak. .