Vol 2 Chapter 1470: Domestic elf demon

Every time the light blue brilliance flashed through, a lot of cold was cast out.
The cold air meets the surrounding air, causing a lot of white mist to spread rapidly around.
Even with magical protection, Ai Wen could feel a cold confrontation.
At this moment, in the white mist, it seems that everything is frozen.
Even the air is like freezing.
Ai Wen just wanted to raise his wand, and then the biting chill quickly faded.
The golden red flame circling out from Dumbledore's wand, wraps around them to dispel the chill.
Dumbledore stood at the forefront and the fire beat in his eyes. His wand was held as high as a torch, and a flame was drawn from the tip of the wand. These flames did not spread under his control, but formed a ring that would encircle them in the center.
He stared at the demon altar in the center and stared at the giant demon statue above.
This is a different kind of house elf. Its skin is dark blue, and there is no familiar humble, flattering smile on the face. Instead, it has an indescribable haze and its mouth is exposed. sneer.
"Is this a demon?"
"Ivan, it’s so terrible that you said it before. It’s far from the imaginary demons. It’s a blue-skinned house elf.
Elaine said, slamming and slamming his feet. cold!"
"I also said that the way the devil looks and is different," Avon said.
"To be honest, it looks like it is poisoned." Ron objectively commented.
"What was the coldness just now?" Harry asked.
"It's the magical atmosphere of the devil's altar." Avon said, also looking at the home-grown demon statue in the center. "Obviously, the magic of this blue house elf demons is related to frost."

What should we do now?
Hermione asked.
I mean, how do you summon it?

"You just need to put the prepared sacrifice on the stone bench in front." Ai Wen pointed to the huge platform in front of the demon statue, which was engraved with ancient magic, and he turned his head to look at Dumbledore, "Professor ?"
"Get started, Avon, it's okay for you to carry out this magic," Dumbledore said.
"Well, it should be no problem." Ai Wen nodded.
During this time, he has studied this magical summoning magic many times, very familiar.
Ai Wen stepped forward and took the body of the house elf, which was taken from Mundungs, not long ago, and other casting materials, and placed it on the huge stone platform in front of the statue.
According to the translation of these ancient magical words, these materials are needed to summon demons.
There was a bitter white mist on the altar, and the surrounding atmosphere gradually became dignified.
Even if the house elf demons are far from the real demons, Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Elaine are all watching the movements of Ai Wen nervously, holding their breath and watching, waiting and watching. It's coming.
After putting everything on the stone platform, Avon looked back at Dumbledore.
Then he put the end of the wand on the stone.
He began to read the last piece of ancient magic in Shitai, which is the spell that summoned the devil.
With the sound, his wand tip began to glow with a blue glow, like the ripples of water.
Soon, these halos merge into the altar and converge into the gems and magic lines above. The surrounding temperature seemed to be getting lower, and Avon saw the body of the house elf, which was originally placed on his own, slowly floating into the air and spinning at an angle.
His magic is integrated with the magic on the altar, magic consumption, magic
Above the demon statue, a cloud of smoke is condensing, and it seems to lead to another world.
Ai Wen looked up and looked there, trying to see it as hard as possible.
The center of the cloud is a dark, deep darkness, where there is an endless void, the world of demons.
In the next second, the blue light of the gods flashed out. They were like lightning, and then appeared one after another from the clouds. The light converges on the body of the elf floating in midair. The color of the skin is rapidly moving toward the blue. Color shift.
Blue skin of the house elf, Smurf? !
But it's not just the skin color, it's also its demeanor and momentum.
As the magic progressed, the dead house elf, it now looks more and more like a demon on the statue.
The mantra was not very long, and Avon quickly finished, and he knew his magic was successful.
Because after he said the last byte, a strange voice rang in his ear.
The tone of the sound is sharp, it sounds like the house elf is talking, it is the demon.
"Who are you, why are you summoning me?" it asked.
At the same time as the sound is heard, the eyes of the house elf whose body has completely changed are opened.
It stood upright on the stone platform and looked at Evan in front of him.
Ai Wen can clearly see that the eyes in front of him are completely blue and have no eyeballs.
This is the color of the magic, this corpse is given a new life by magic, the devil is living in it.
"I summoned you!" Ai Wen paused and continued. "I am a student of Hogwarts..."
"What I saw, a group of Hogwarts sorcerers, interesting and interesting." The devil screamed, blue light bulb-like eyes glaring at Avon, "Hogwarts, hey, so long I thought that this school has not existed for a long time. You summoned me to want to be my servant? If you are willing to offer your own soul, I will consider it."
"No, we just want to ask you a few questions." Dumbledore said calmly.
"Ask me a few questions?" It looked at Dumbledore, flinched back, looked at Dumbledore and the flames at the end of the wand, and quickly returned to normal. "That is asking for my help." I will not help you unless you pay the price that makes me happy. Also, stop your magic, wizard, I don't like this feeling, you make me bored."
Dumbledore did not answer, his response was that the wand was moving forward.
Always surrounded the flames around them in Avon, surrounded by a huge, warm lasso, and the house elf demons surrounded by "lasso" panicked and stunned to escape from them. Flame...
"You seem to have made a mistake, this is not a request." Dumbledore said softly.