Who let this Dementor into Hogwarts!

Chapter 229 How come there are new Christmas gifts coming in?

The body of the eyes hid in the darkness, but in just a moment, it disappeared quickly.

"What's going on? What did you see?" B turned his head and looked at the place where A was staring at.

"There... there was a pair of eyes just now." A said with rapid breathing.

It was next to the wardrobe - they had just checked and there was nothing there - and the door to this bedroom had never been opened, so who owned these eyes?

A looked at the child on the bed again uncertainly.

The child was still under the covers.

In horror movies, there are always people who, even when things are clearly very strange, still want to get closer to where the strange things are happening, just like A -

He slowly approached the place where the yellow eyes disappeared, and even mustered up the courage to reach into the shadows.

"Is there...is there anything..." B asked timidly.

"No, it's a box," A said with relief. "It probably has some stickers on it. But what's the point of having a suitcase in a child's room? Shouldn't there be a school bag?"

"Just act cool, just like those secret agents on TV." B also breathed a sigh of relief. "When I was in school, I also liked to bring some adult things to school to show off to my classmates..."

"No wonder Principal Nelson wanted to meet your parents that time." A turned his head and teased B while opening the clasp of the box. "You were the idiot who used a condom as a balloon and blew it up for that beautiful girl in class, Deli, right?"

"How much better are you than me?" B shot back viciously, "You idiot bringing an inflatable doll to handicraft class!"

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk..." The Earl made an amazed sound at these two extraordinary Muggle thieves.

"What's going on!"

This time both of them heard it clearly.

"Something's not right here..." B checked the child on the bed again uncertainly, but the sound just now was obviously not coming from the bed.

"Don't, don't worry about this..." A opened the box, his voice becoming a little trembling.

"Why don't we change rooms right away..." B said anxiously, "There's no money for a child's room..."

"You have to come and see this..." A swallowed and stared at the inside of the open box.

"Is there money in the box?" B walked lightly towards A's position.

A didn't say anything. When B also looked inside the box, he was completely stunned.

Logically speaking, this box should be very shallow.

But in fact, this box has a very deep interior, and a very bright "exit" can be seen at the bottom.

"what happened……"

B lifted the box up a bit in disbelief. It could even be lifted and moved, but the appearance inside did not change at all.

"It looks like... magic..." A said in a trance, "Is it an illusion, or..."

"It seems to be real inside..." B stretched his hand into the box, but his hand could not touch the bottom of the box at all. The box was really very deep.

"I don't know why, but this thing must be very valuable..." A looked at the box with a look of increasing intensity, "Let's take this thing away—"

Before he could finish his words, a sudden suction force pulled the two of them into the box.

“Ouch—”

The two fell into the box, and the sound was faintly heard at the box's door. "Snap—" the box's lid was closed.

"Are all Muggles so stupid, or are these two thieves the only ones?" the Earl asked Cohen, who had sat up in bed at some point.

“It feels like none of them are human…”

Cohen shook his head, threw back the quilt, jumped out of bed, and wiped his philtrum with a piece of paper from the bedside table.

Of course, the drug had no effect on Cohen, except that the smell was a bit strong.
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At the same time, the two thieves on the other side had arrived at the plain where Cohen's cabin was located.

Not far away was a small hill with a cave, a dense forest, sheep pens and pig pens surrounded by wooden fences, and vast fields of flowers and wheat...

There was a bright moon in the sky, but they were clearly in a strange suitcase in a room... Why did it feel like they were outdoors again?
The wooden house next to them was also a bit unusual, because there was a huge stone statue head behind the house, which looked like a weird old man who was very old and frail.

The most abnormal thing was the fir tree in front of the house. It looked like it was soaked in blood, with some meat scraps hanging on it. The surrounding grass was also covered with blood and dragging marks - it was hard not to associate it with the perverted work of some murderer.

"Should we, should we, should we just... run away?" B stammered, "We'll just watch from here..."

A seemed to be thinking about escaping, but when he turned around, he could only see...

"Damn, we fell in the sky?!" A stared at the obvious suitcase lid in the sky behind him with wide eyes.

It's ridiculous—

"How are we going to get to the sky?" B said in despair. "I must be dreaming. When I wake up, I'll find myself lying at home, dizzy with hunger..."

"Then forget about the exit." A gritted his teeth and said, "There are houses here, there must be food, and people will come - when we meet someone, we can just say we got in here without knowing how - this is too ridiculous - boxes... strange noises... the door in the sky..."

The two did not dare to go to the cave or the woods, but only dared to approach the wooden house.

Because the wooden house is already the safest place here - at least it should be man-made.

"Is the knife here?" A asked B before knocking on the door. "What if there's a psychopathic killer living in there..."

He made a throat-slitting gesture towards B.

"Can we really defeat the murderer?" B looked back at the creepy "Christmas tree" uneasily.

"Nonsense! There are two of us, how could we be defeated by one?" A cursed. "How can you, such a coward, come out and start a business?"

"If you're brave enough... why don't we just rob it?" B asked. "And... what if there's more than one person in the house?"

The two knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside, only some low hissing sounds.

creak-

The two of them pushed open the door, but saw no one. Instead, there were some strange, green, scaly, chunky things piled on the floor...

"Mom——"

A cried out uncontrollably as the thick green body slid up.

A huge, ferocious snake head stared at the two thieves in black clothes with its big, scary yellow eyes.

Even the colorful scarf it wore twisted into a nest on its head didn't make its terrifying appearance any less reassuring.

"Mom! That's them!" The little basilisk half-raised itself from Sissoko's cover. "In Dad's room! I didn't eat them!"

The little basilisk's tone was very proud, as if not biting strangers was something worthy of praise.

(End of this chapter)