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Chapter 471 Antioch 【Subscription】

No wonder Amber lost her composure.

Because when Amber really started to probe the magic in the boy's body on the ground, he found a shocking scene.

The magic in this boy's body is like taking root and cannot be removed.

Two, this kind of irremovability is not the unique effect of a certain magic, as Amber imagined.

This is a very familiar breath, as if it spread from the origin of the boy's body.

Straight rooted in the soul, entangled with each other, unable to disperse.

And this kind of breath may be very strange to others, but Amber is quite familiar with it.

Because not long ago, he confronted the owner of this breath head-on.

This is the breath of death from the god of death.

Amber won't admit it.

At that time, the hand that pinched his neck was such a breath.

That's why Amber lost her composure just now.

He even once thought that this guy was some incarnation of Death God Donne.

Feeling resentful because he lost the last curved blade of the sickle, he went to reality to find trouble for himself.

Hearing Amber's hasty scolding, the little girl's figure 11 twitched suddenly.

From everyone's point of view, she was almost frightened, crying like this.

"I... my name is."

The girl sniffled, raised her eyes quietly, and timidly looked around at the people around her.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, the little girl trembled more violently.

Only then did he whisper in an undetectable voice:

"My name is Elizabeth."

"Elizabeth Antioch"

"Antioch?"

Hearing this surname, Lilith couldn't help but exclaimed.

Others may not know what this surname represents, but how could Lilith, who was taught a holiday by Merlin, not know what it symbolizes?

The last name of the eldest of the three brothers.

The descendant of the Elder Wand bloodline.

Such a surname appeared in Hogwarts at such a sensitive time, and no one knew whether it was a blessing or a curse.

Hearing this surname, Lilith subconsciously turned her head to look at Amber.

But Amber nodded, squatted down, pointed her wand at the boy's forehead, and muttered something in a low voice.

After a while, under Amber's spell, the boy who was twitching wildly on the ground gradually calmed down.

The blood on the boy's face was visibly restored to the naked eye, and the power of death in his body, which was constantly destroying the body's functions, was gradually gathered in the wand by Amber.

Seeing that the boy was out of danger, Amber was also slightly relieved.

He stood up and glanced at Elizabeth, who was squatting on the ground in the distance, with her head in her hands and a look of fear on her face.

Can't help but sigh slightly.

Regardless of whether the appearance of this girl was a coincidence or a long-planned plan.

But this matter should have nothing to do with this girl.

After all, if anyone in this world knows the most about the power of death, then there is no one other than Amber.

After all, not everyone is like Amber, who can really fight against the god of death, and even cut off an arm of the god of death.

But it was also in this way that Amber knew that the power of death in this girl was not under his control.

The spread of this power of death is passive.

Perhaps the power of the god of death has far greater influence on himself than on the enemy.

Thinking of this, Amber put away her wand and stood up straight, glanced at the people around her, and said leisurely:

"Okay, it's all right now."

"I announce that this year's first-year chief is Elizabeth Antioch.

"Disband now."

"Klein, be responsible for explaining the duties of the chief to Antioch."

Klein next to him had a stinky face, but he couldn't help showing a smile, and walked towards Elizabeth.

As they expected, the unlucky prefect this year was none other than Klein.

And even though he was unwilling in every possible way, Klein still had to shoulder this heavy burden.

Looking at Klein's shaky back, Amber shook his head, winked at Lilith, and walked towards Slytherin's lounge.

In the lounge, Lilith skillfully made two cups of coffee and sat beside Amber, her bare feet swaying constantly, showing her pretty toes.

"Brother, Antioch appeared, this..."

Hearing Lilith's words, Amber took a sip of coffee and shook her head.

"This should have nothing to do with that little girl. I can feel that this power of death is not under the control of others."

"But we can't take it lightly. After all, it's too coincidental that this surname appeared."

"Two days ago we just faced off against Death God, and we won by half, and even Merlin was on the way to find the curved blade of the sickle.

"An Antioch appeared among the freshmen this year. There is no such a coincidence."

"There are too many coincidences, and it becomes inevitable."

"This year is a very crucial year concerning Voldemort's resurrection and the Triwizard Tournament, all details cannot be taken lightly."

Hearing Amber's words, Lilith nodded with her feet crossed.

"In that case, leave this little girl to me."

Lilith patted her chest and said in a big way.

"I have the most experience with these 030 little girls!"

"At that time in the orphanage, I coaxed all the little girls."

Hearing Lilith's self-boasting, several black lines could not help appearing on the top of Amber's head.

He naturally knew about the orphanage that Lilith called.

Over the years, Lilith has spent a lot of energy and resources to make the little orphanage live a paradise-like life.

Amber also accompanied Lilith to visit those poor little guys in the orphanage.

Naturally, what kind of concept is Lilith's so-called patience with children?

Babies don't cry when they fall asleep.

When a child is stunned, it is equivalent to falling asleep.

And to make a child faint, all it takes is an ordinary stun spell.

I thought of Lilith's baby coaxing secrets that those little guys talked about vividly like myself.

Amber's mouth twitched suddenly.

It seems that Antioch is having a hard time this year.

If it falls into the hands of Lilith, just ask for luck.

Thinking of this, Amber stood up, drank the coffee in one gulp, and walked towards the dormitory.

"You can do whatever you want, but I remind you to pay more attention to the physical condition of that little guy."

"I always feel that his death power is a bit tricky."

"I'm afraid it's not a good thing."