Chapter 112: Devouring evil things, this is a feast! Points exceed million! Charles' arrival made all the evil creatures in the room stunned. Both Old Crabbe and Old Goyle had sinister expressions. "Respected Mr. Ciel, we thought you were going to stay in Hogwarts and not come back." "Your presence here truly brings glory to my humble home." "Come on, please take a seat." When the Malfoys saw Charles coming, it was like seeing the dawn of hope. Lucius was still filled with despair and resentment, wondering why Charles didn't come and let himself and his son die in his place. Seeing Charles now, he really wanted to slap himself twice, for fear that Charles would know what he was thinking just now and leave. Draco's eyes were even more scorching.
He did have a deep hatred for Charles before. After all, the memory of having his wrists and ankles broken by Charles that day was still vivid in his mind, and he would sometimes even feel phantom pain. Lucius told him not to think about revenge, but how could a boy of Draco's age do that? But now, Draco wanted to kneel down and lick Ciel's feet. As long as Charles can rescue him, anything is fine. Even if my limbs are stepped on and broken, it’s better than being fed “caviar” by these devils here! At this time, Ciel strode to the dining table and glanced at Lucius and Draco. The skin of both of them was pale and blue at this moment, without any blood color. This is not surprising. After all, this house is full of death and evil spirits, and living people here will certainly be corroded. Even if there is magical protection, or a guardian angel is summoned here, it will be quickly destroyed by the strong and strange aura. Because of the feedback from the three-headed hellhound, Charles did not feel any discomfort in this atmosphere even in his wizard state. It even feels like coming home! But not the Malfoys. If we leave them alone, it won't be long before they either go crazy or die here. Charles can still use the Malfoy family's connections and relationships. So the next moment, Charles took out his wand and threw an Eternal Sun Spell at a wall of the mansion. The light and heat brighter than the sun made the house warmer. The sacred light and the evil aura were incompatible and directly annihilated the wall. Although the evil aura here was stronger than one could imagine, even the duration of the light of the Eternal Blazing Sun Curse was greatly shortened, as if it was being annihilated by the evil. The wall was also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, but Charles still grabbed the Malfoy father and son one in each hand before it was completely recovered. "What do you guys have to do here?" "Get out, stay away, don't disturb me from having a feast!"
Immediately, Charles swung the two men away from the mansion. The Malfoys rolled on the lawn outside like rolling gourds for more than ten rounds before they stopped, their bodies covered with bruises. But they seemed not to feel it, their faces filled with ecstasy of surviving the disaster. They could never have imagined that Charles actually stayed among those evil creatures and threw them out first! At this moment, both Lucius and Draco could not help but burst into tears. "I originally thought he was a little devil, a being more terrifying and evil than the Dark Lord, but now it seems that the Sorting Hat's judgment is reasonable. Hufflepuff is still Hufflepuff!" "Charles Evans is just a little overbearing, but he is a good man through and through!" The Malfoys wanted to turn around and leave, but when they saw the mansion in front of them was covered by a thick gray fog, they gritted their teeth and grasped their wands. Even though it's terribly dangerous in there, what if Charles could still escape? Maybe they can cast a spell outside to help Charles escape! …… At the same time, inside the mansion, the wall that had been blown apart had completely healed itself as if it were a living thing. Old Crabbe, Old Goyle and the zombies surrounded Charles in layers, as if to prevent him from escaping. Old Crabbe and Old Goyle looked at Ciel grimly. "Mr. Charles, you let our other two guests go." "But we have prepared so much material for the banquet. We will be very sad if we can't finish it." "Then you'll have to eat them all for them!" Little Crabbe and Little Goyle picked up the "caviar" again and tried to put it into Charles' mouth. The next second, the two were cut into dozens of pieces by the invisible sharp blade, and scattered on the ground. The coldness around them suddenly became even worse. Old Crabbe smirked. "Mr. Charles, why don't you eat?" But Charles' answer stunned all the evil creatures. Ciel snapped. "Eat? What to eat?" "Damn it, there's only one dish on such a big dining table, and it's a cold dish." "You call this opening a banquet?" "I feed dogs more generously than you do, who am I looking down on?"
Old Gore was stunned for a moment and whispered. "This is just the appetizer, there's more to come." Old Crabbe added. "When distinguished guests come to visit us, we must of course satisfy them." "What would you like to eat, Mr. Charles?" The walking dead stood on the dining table one by one as if they were participating in a talent show. The sharp knife cut their flesh and all kinds of internal organs and blood were scattered on the table, making this place look like hell on earth. Just as smiles appeared on the evil creatures' faces, Charles shook his head, sighed, and disappointment appeared in his eyes. "That's it?" "It's far worse than the rural banquets I've eaten." "Aren't you nobles? Can you be more particular about your food?" "If you really can't do it, why don't you learn how to make roasted birds from them? Even though it's a stupid thing, at least they have all kinds of names for it." "You guys are just like killing pigs, who would like to eat it?" Old Crabbe and Old Goyle fell silent again. "Then how do you want to eat?" Charles said calmly. "You're asking the right person if you ask me this." "The first thing is to choose the ingredients. You have to be particular about choosing the ingredients. Do you understand? If you choose the right ingredients, no matter how you cook them, they will taste good." "First, give me ten pounds of lean meat, without any fat or fascia on top." "Give me another ten kilograms of pure fat meat. It has to be all fat, no lean meat at all." "Another ten pounds, five percent lean and five percent fat. Not a bit more or less." "I want ten kilograms of cartilage and ten kilograms of crispy bones... Deep-fry them until they are crispy and burnt. That's how they'll smell!" Then, Charles seemed to remember something and pointed at the plate of "caviar" in front of him with disdain. "Have you dealt with this thing?" "Damn, there's eye boogers all over it, and you want me to eat this?" "Also, you guys are too careless in selecting ingredients. These are all crooked and ugly. They don't look fresh at first glance. Many of them are old, and some even have unclear eyes. It's obvious that they are too fat and have poor brains because of what they eat every day." "If you want to serve this thing, you should first serve smart people, who have clear eyes and good appearance." "Or you can just be good-looking boys and girls. They are full of youth and taste good." "understand?"
"This dish is not up to standard. Take it away. Oh no, forget it. Just throw it in the trash can. Don't keep it." While Charles was talking, the evil creatures around him looked at each other and fell silent. But the look in their eyes revealed one thing. Is this little wizard Charles Evans sick? Is this crazy?! Old Crabbe and Old Goyle were silent for a while, then forced out a smile. "Thank you Mr. Charles for your valuable advice. You are indeed a favored person. We will consider it carefully." "It's just that this time it's too hasty, I'm afraid it's a bit difficult to handle..." Before he finished speaking, Charles showed a sinister smile, grabbed the huge dining table, and slammed it on old Crabbe and old Goyle. "Difficult to do?" “If it’s difficult to do, then don’t do it!” "You made me wait for your banquet three days ago. Ah, do you know how much I was looking forward to it during these three days?" "I saved my stomach for your banquet and was hungry for a whole day. I thought you would give me something good to eat so that I could be full, but this is how you prepare the banquet?" "Forget it. I can't count on you anymore. If I want to have enough food and clothing, I have to rely on myself." "I'll open this seat myself!" Old Crabbe and Old Goyle were hit on the head by the huge and heavy dining table. Their heads were broken and their brains were all over the floor, but they were not annoyed at all. Instead, they smiled even more brightly. "Mr. Charles, I'm afraid it's not your turn to decide how to eat." "Since you are here, you must abide by the rules of our banquet." "Perhaps you are very powerful among ordinary wizards, but you don't understand what you are facing." As they spoke, the brains of the two men flowed back. "see it?" "You can't hurt us at all. All struggles are useless." "Come, after eating this feast, you will gradually feel the glory of the ancients. Do not resist anymore, let our ancient times return to this world!" Charles grinned. “I don’t understand what I’m facing.” "What a joke, how could I not understand?" "Food, food, food, all food. I've been craving it since I first came in. How could I not understand?" "You guys don't seem to understand what you are facing!" As soon as he finished speaking, Charles' body suddenly began to swell, and the original little wizard's body swelled to the same height as the ceiling of the mansion. Fifty hideous heads extended from his neck, and the eyes of each head revealed hunger and greed. At the same time, there was also a deeper and colder atmosphere than that in this mansion.
The changes of the three-headed dog of hell are revealed here! This sudden change left all the evil creatures stunned. Both Old Crabbe and Old Goyle could not help but widen their eyes. "what is this?" "Wait, this is the three-headed dog of hell?" "how is this possible?" "The ancient times have just begun and seem to have returned. How could the three-headed dog of hell from the ancient times appear at this time?!" Before they could finish their exclamation, Charles let out a hideous laugh, and dozens of ferocious dog heads swarmed towards old Crabbe and old Goyle as if they were greedily fighting for food. In a matter of moments, these two evil creatures, which even Charles had not been able to kill with his previous Eternal Blazing Sun Curse, were torn into pieces by the three-headed dog of hell and swallowed piece by piece! For these evil creatures, the existence of the three-headed dog of hell is simply their natural nemesis, and they even eat them! After devouring these two evil creatures, Charles could feel an even colder and more powerful magical power surging in the body of the Cerberus, and the size of the Cerberus also expanded slightly. At the same time, a deep blue reminder sounded in his mind. "Deduction points +10000..." "Deduction points +10000..." Intensive reminder sounds rang out. These two evil creatures provided Charles with more than 500,000 deduction points! All of Charles' eyes were turning green. It can enhance the magic power of the Cerberus and provide so many points. where is this place? This is paradise on earth! He let out an excited growl, and fifty heads suddenly stretched out from his neck, reaching out towards the remaining evil creatures in the mansion. In a short while, more than a dozen evil creatures were brought back by the three-headed hellhound's head. Many of them were bitten by several heads at the same time and torn into pieces. The next moment, the three-headed dog of hell opened its bloody mouth, and the heads with food made swallowing and chewing sounds. As for the heads that had not yet found their prey, they were constantly dripping with poisonous saliva, stretching out from their necks and biting towards the remaining evil creatures in the mansion. "this is mine!" "this is mine!" For a moment, in the mansion, compared to those evil creatures, Charles's three-headed hellhound seemed to be the most evil existence! What made Charles dissatisfied was that there were so many evil things in the house just now, how come they all disappeared in the blink of an eye? "Fuck, the transformation of the three-headed hellhound is good, but there is one thing: fifty heads and fifty mouths, it wastes too much food." "I haven't even started eating meat for several years, and it's gone already?!" As for the deduction points prompt that sounded in his mind, the number also made Charles feel dissatisfied. Old Crabbe and Old Goyle gave him more than 500,000 deduction points in total, and he originally thought that the other evil creatures were the same.
That would be enough to earn about 10 million points, but who knew that the points provided by other evil creatures were far less than those of Old Crabbe and Old Goyle. It only costs two million to clear out all the evil things in the house? Charles still remembered the torn parchment he found on Lucius. It was just a small piece with nothing on it, but it could provide him with one million points. Such a strange scene could appear in this mansion. The thing behind it must be more powerful than the broken parchment, right? This is only two million? This is totally unacceptable! Then, Ciel looked at the wall of the mansion and his eyes suddenly lit up. "Brothers, we have not had enough meat, but this is the first time the three-headed dog of Hell has appeared in the world, so we must make use of our canine expertise." "Let's tear down the house!" Immediately, fifty heads extended out again. One bit the beam, another bit the pillar, and another gnawed on the wall. Charles's dog paws were not idle either, digging the ground with a wheezing sound and swallowing up the cold and splashing soil. The next moment, the intensive deduction point prompts sounded again. It is even worse than swallowing those evil things. Charles' eyes showed ecstasy. "I knew it, I knew it wouldn't be just that!" He let out a low roar, and fifty heads swept across, sweeping away everything within his field of vision. A weird bloody picture? Eat! A cabinet inlaid with human hands? Eat! A bleeding toilet? Eat! Eat, eat, eat! The mansion began to tilt and collapse slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a cake, being devoured by Charles from the inside! The income from deduction points in Charles' mind soared directly from two million to over fifteen million! Ciel laughed heartily. "This is called a banquet!" “Great, great!” Just as Charles was feasting on a feast in the evil mansion, the walls collapsed and even the thick gray fog was sucked up by Charles as a drink. The Malfoy father and son, who were waiting anxiously outside, also saw this horrifying scene in the mansion. The huge three-headed hellhound stood, with fifty heads stretched out, swallowing everything! When Draco saw the three-headed dog of hell, his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground. "Then, what is that?" "Where are those things?" Lucius grunted, his eyes full of horror. Why does this scene feel so familiar to him? Even though he had his eyes closed when they were in the Forbidden Forest, he could still hear the creepy chewing sounds made by Ciel when he was dealing with the eight-eyed giant spider. Now that those evil creatures have been swept away, a terrifying, all-consuming monster has appeared in the mansion.
Draco seemed to have realized what was happening as well, and spoke in a trembling voice. "This, could this be..." Before he could finish his words, Lucius covered his mouth. Lucius said tremblingly. "I don't know. We don't know anything and we haven't seen anything." "Hurry, if you don't want to die, close your eyes and forget what happened today. Knowing too much can kill you!" As the two men closed their eyes and shivered, Charles bit off a large piece of the mansion's foundation, chewed it up and swallowed it like a biscuit. Under the foundation, in a storage room, an ancient parchment with writing on it caught Charles' eye. The material of the parchment was exactly the same as the one Ciel had devoured from Lucius. Charles also understood the whole story in an instant. When the Book of the Dead appeared in the world, Crabbe and Goyle told Lucius that the book was broken and they only got a piece of torn parchment. This is not true. They also got a page with complete handwriting, but they were obsessed with it and kept it away. Originally, everything was fine, but as the ancient era that Dak mentioned was about to come, the strange parchment from the Book of the Dead was gradually reviving. This strange thing happened when old Crabbe and old Goyle committed suicide because of Charles's mental magic. The root of everything is this parchment from the Book of the Dead! When Charles' eyes fell on the words on the parchment, those strange words seemed to come alive, flowing like tadpoles. In Charles' ears, he could vaguely hear Dak's crazy roar, the sinister voices of old Crabbe and old Goyle, and some older, higher, more maddening voice. At this moment, he had already surpassed Snape's Occlumency and suffered an unprecedented shock. Crazy, crazy! It seems like some ancient and majestic figure is about to emerge before my eyes! Behind the dark sky, above the stars, it seemed as if eyes were opening! Until the next moment, one of Charles' heads suddenly stretched out and bit the parchment of the Book of the Dead. Ciel growled at Deep Blue in his mind. "Dark blue!" As always, Charles was not disappointed. As long as he ate it, Deep Blue would be able to transform everything! The parchment disappeared, and the influence of madness suddenly disappeared. What followed was an unprecedented explosion of deduction points in Charles' mind. Twenty million, thirty million, forty million... A piece of parchment from the Book of the Dead brought Charles a full 70 million points! The deduction points of Charles, which had been plummeting during this period, were completely recovered at this moment.
And adding to the points he had previously gained from swallowing evil creatures and this mansion, his total number of deduction points reached an unprecedented number. Ciel's eyes widened as he looked at the nine-digit total number of deduction points. "Breaking 100 million?!" (End of this chapter)