Chapter 256 Secret Tunnel (Modified)

"We need - fluorescent flashes." Allen said softly.

"You mean we're going into the tunnel?" Daisy touched the cold, damp stone wall, then she turned to Ellen and asked, "I'm not sure, should I ask Aunt Josephine when she comes back? After all This is her private place..."

"It's okay Daisy, maybe my aunt doesn't even know it yet, look how rusty the hinge is! I don't know how long it will be until they come back." Allen could only continue to seduce his sister, he had to Go in and investigate clearly before deciding how to face your aunt.

"Where does this tunnel lead to?" Daisy seemed to be convinced, she frowned thoughtfully, and asked, "Maybe it leads to the next door, maybe it connects the two houses together."

"There's no house on the other side," Ellen reminded her. "It's a vacant lot. I've seen it."

"Oh, but it must lead somewhere," she replied, "a tunnel that can't lead anywhere."

"It's really thoughtful." Allen replied casually, all his attention was on the tunnel.

Daisy looked at Allen suspiciously, always feeling that he was mocking herself.

While his sister was distracted, Allen walked in sourly, and the wand in his hand shone on the stone wall, which was covered with a layer of moss.

On the smooth stone floor, there are some small puddles, the water inside glistens in the fluorescent light of the wand.

"It's damp inside." Allen murmured, he took a step into the tunnel, pointed his wand at the stone wall, and Daisy followed.

The air suddenly became much colder, and Daisy shivered, startled by the sudden change in temperature.

"Yes," agreed Daisy, "it's like a freezer in here."

Allen raised his wand and pointed it directly ahead.

"I can't see the end of the tunnel," he whispered. "It could be miles and miles long!"

"Hey!" Daisy shouted, her voice echoing into many echoes. "We—should—slow down," she told Ellen in front of her.

"...Then why are you still so loud..." Allen really wanted to touch his forehead and sigh, "Are you really Ravenclaw?!"

Then Allen was pinched by his sister for a while...

After a while, Allen, who was touching his ear with one hand, lowered his wand and let it shine on the road under his feet.

They walked slowly, carefully rounding the puddles, and the air grew colder as they went deeper into the tunnel.

Their shoes made a light rubbing sound, which bounced off the stone wall and became an eerie echo.

After walking for about a minute, Allen turned around and looked at the entrance of the tunnel. It became a narrow rectangular yellow light, which looked very far away.

The tunnel turned a corner, and the stone walls seemed to enclose them.

"It's really weird. It seems that the traceless stretching spell has been cast on the inside. This interlayer is much larger than it looks from the outside." Allen murmured, "Where can it lead?"

"Why would someone dig a tunnel in the wall?" Daisy asked, and she grabbed Alan's shoulder suddenly, preventing Alan from going any further: "Do you want to turn back?"

"Of course not." Allen said decisively.

"I just wanted to see if you wanted to go back." She said immediately, "Ellen, I think you know something and are hiding it from me..."

"I came to check because I didn't know." Allen answered his sister's question in a way that wasn't a lie.

Then they turned a corner along the tunnel, the glow of their wands skimming the damp walls. A puddle cut across the road beneath them, and they jumped across it.

Then, the tunnel turned again, Daisy screamed, and Alan froze in place—

The girl in red——Miss Clark, appeared and stood there with a blank expression on her face.

"Don't be afraid." Allen was prepared this time, and he thought of countermeasures in advance, and he had a lot of confidence-he had already confronted her once, and this time he had thought of a spell that was more suitable for dealing with her. Will not be soft.

"Undead Hold!" Allen's wand waved to the upper left. This is also a few spells that Allen has learned in the Ravenclaw Tower. Originally, he just wanted to use it to deal with Peeves, but now it is suitable Deal with the girl in red without hurting her like last night.

Her unwavering expression finally cracked, she was unable to move, and was frozen in place.

"Who are you?" Daisy asked sharply, taking a step forward to pass her brother, calming down her pounding heart.

"I'm Clark." The little girl said.

As soon as Daisy's eyes light up, it's good to be able to communicate!

"Why are you here? What are you trying to do?" she continued.

"I heard your voices, I—I'm going to drive you out of my domain." Clark murmured softly, as if he was just talking to himself.

"Why?" Daisy wondered.

"Because I really enjoy the feeling of wandering in this manor!" Clark let out an erratic laugh.

"The last question, how did you die?" Daisy asked curiously. From the surface, she couldn't guess the cause of the little girl's death at all.

"I was killed. I don't know why I became like this, but it doesn't matter, as long as you leave my field."

Clark didn't care about Daisy's question about his death at all. She didn't know why she became a ghost at all.

However, this does not prevent her from enjoying the feeling of living unfettered in the mansion, and she will try to scare away people who enter the manor.

"Why didn't you hurt us last time?" Allen asked strangely.

"Josephine has emphasized that I can't really hurt you!" Clark was very cooperative and answered every question-it really had something to do with Aunt Josephine.

"Then why did you drive us away this time? No, you want to drive me away this time!" Allen suddenly discovered the contradiction in her words.

Daisy narrowed her eyes and glanced at Allen, but Allen ignored him, staring at Clark without blinking.

"The Duke is about to wake up." Clark's face suddenly revealed a look of panic, "Although Josephine didn't say it clearly, I know that doing so will help her."

"Duke? Who is it?" Daisy glanced at Allen triumphantly and asked hastily. "What do you mean by helping Aunt Josephine?"

"I can't say." Clark was terrified, but he couldn't move because of the restraint of the Necromancer's Immobilization Curse, looking a little pitiful.

There was a look of unbearable in Daisy's eyes.

Allen pushed himself away, and pointed his wand at Clark. Although Daisy couldn't bear it, she didn't stop Allen's actions. She believed that her brother would not mess around.

"Legiliency!" A strand of silver thread spewed out from the top of Allen's wand, and slowly rushed towards Clark, wrapping around Clark's head round and round.

"Is this Legilimency?" Daisy wondered, why is it different from what she understood?

"I once borrowed a book in the restricted section—"Secret of the Soul", and I learned this usage from that book."

Seeing that Daisy was still puzzled, Allen simply explained: "It is actually 'Legiliency', but it is used in a different way. It is specifically aimed at ghosts. However, it is true to detect the lost memories of ghosts. very effective."

These silver threads had already tightly wrapped Clark's head, gradually emitting a silver light, and the scenes were transmitted to Allen along the threads.

After a long time, Allen put down his wand, and his expression showed strong regret.

"How? Who is she?" Daisy urged Allen.

Women's curiosity is always extraordinarily strong.

"She is Clark, a poor person with excellent magical talent who was killed by a vampire." Allen looked at the girl in red regretfully.