Chapter 1658: Bruce Wayne and the Philosopher's Stone (Part 9)

When the three of them, who had been busy all morning and could finally go back to rest, returned to the common room, the atmosphere in the common room was unexpectedly heavy. As soon as the three of them walked in, they received the attention of almost everyone in the academy.

"What's wrong?" Barry asked cautiously.

"Oh, you're back." Kane just said this, turned his head to look at them, and then ignored them, but gathered with several other seniors to discuss something.

Little Bruce pushed Barry, signaling him to join the conversation, but Barry felt a little hesitant. Little Bruce rolled his eyes helplessly.

After a while, Kane knocked on the table, gathered everyone together, cleared his throat and said.

"I must emphasize to you again that the end of the corridor on the fourth floor of the main castle is absolutely not allowed to go. If it is violating other school rules, you may only be punished with labor, but if you violate this one, you will be responsible for the consequences!"

After everyone dispersed, Barry leaned over. Kane leaned against the door of his dormitory, shook his head helplessly and said: "I heard that someone from Zatara House accidentally entered that corridor and was injured, and has now been sent to the hospital."

"You also know that house has the most people and is not easy to manage. Maybe someone forgot the repeated warnings of the professor and the prefect and accidentally triggered some counter-magic. All the prefects of their grade have been punished. I don't want to be punished, so, Barry, please look after the students of your grade and don't really send yourself to the hospital!"

Kane looked at Little Bruce not far away while speaking. Barry also looked back at him, and then sighed deeply.

At ten o'clock that night, Barry stopped Little Bruce on the steps of the floating spire.

"I knew you were going to go night-wandering." Barry sighed and said: "Don't tell me your destination is still the corridor on the fourth floor. Someone has already been injured. Don't you know?"

But Little Bruce showed a sarcastic smile and said: "That's why I want to go. Either follow me or go back to sleep."

"Impossible, I won't let you go!" Barry blocked Little Bruce's front desperately. He was about the same age as Little Bruce, but maybe because Little Bruce had better nutrition, he was taller than Barry and stronger than him.

Even so, Barry did not compromise at all. No matter how Little Bruce pushed him, he wouldn't let go, but at this time another voice sounded behind them.

"Barry, I think we should go and see together. At least we should know what hurt that student."

Looking at the girl with white-gold hair gradually walking out of the darkness, Barry sighed deeply and said: "Harley, are you going to be stupid with him too?"

"It has always been you who are stupid, it's you guys." Little Bruce took the opportunity to push Barry away and walked forward quickly, saying without looking back: "You can wait here until dawn if you want, I'm going over now."

Barry could only grit his teeth and stomp his feet to follow behind Bruce. Although he knew that this was exactly Little Bruce's trick, he had no choice. Whether it was the responsibility of being a prefect or his conscience, he couldn't watch Bruce go to die, even if Little Bruce was very annoying.

The floating spire is a certain distance from the main castle. They must first cross half the garden, walk through the corridor, and cross the courtyard in the center of the manor before they can reach the main castle.

And just as they were walking through the corridor into the courtyard, Bruce raised his head and narrowed his eyes to look at the windows on the fourth floor of the castle.

Gothic windows are often tall and narrow, but they are symmetrical on both sides. At this time, the moon is behind the castle, and the moonlight shines into the corridor through the windows, allowing the scene in the corridor to be vaguely seen from the windows on the other side.

"What's that?" Barry widened his eyes and said in horror. He just saw a huge shadow flash by in a window on the fourth floor.

Little Bruce didn't seem very surprised. He walked forward quickly and said: "This is not hard to guess. If there is really something very important stored in that room, it is impossible not to have guards."

"The professors reminded all students not to go to the corridor on the fourth floor, perhaps because the guard is very ferocious and not something students can deal with at all. They are not worried about students stealing treasures, but worried about the guard hurting students."

"Their worry is reasonable." Barry raised his tone after catching up with him: "The guard has already injured a student."

"This is not the point at all." Little Bruce looked up at the window again, accelerated his pace and said: "If it is not to prevent students from stealing treasures, then who is it for?"

"Don't you ever think about why they put this kind of guard that far exceeds the student's ability to deal with in the school, instead of setting up a few blindfolds to deceive students?"

Barry is not stupid either. He heard the implication of Little Bruce, so he tentatively said: "This could be a trap?"

"This is definitely a trap."

Little Bruce sighed lightly and said: "And if I'm not mistaken, the monster guarding there is the tree demon Sergei."

Barry and Harley gasped together. They saw Pamela's tree demon partner this morning. Although that tree can't be called a towering tree, it is at least four or five meters tall, and it is lush with branches and leaves. That arm called Pato is much thicker than their thighs. If this tree demon called Sergei looks the same as his brother, then it is indeed not something students can deal with.

While talking, the three had entered the castle. The castle, which had long been empty, only left a few night lights at this time. The candlelight flickered, reflecting all the familiar things in the daytime into terrifying shadows.

Barry felt a bit cold, and Harley was even more surprised, but Little Bruce kept burying his head and walking forward. The three soon went up three floors and came to the stairs on the fourth floor.

Three small heads were neatly arranged by the wall at the corner, looking at the huge shadow swaying at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor. It was a huge tree demon almost exactly the same as Pato they saw this morning. The difference was that it looked more terrifying in the pitch-black corridor. Those two green glowing eyes were simply like ghost fires, and the sharp claws seemed to be ready to tear apart all invaders at any time.

"It's really a tree demon." Barry covered his mouth and squeezed out a breathy voice from his fingers. Harley blinked and said: "Do you remember? Professor Pamela said this morning that someone borrowed this tree demon, maybe it was used to guard this room."

"Earth magic defense network..." Little Bruce spat out this word, and his tone rarely lacked sarcasm, but said very seriously: "The few guys who followed me during the day told me this word. They said this thing is crucial to the magical world."

"There is the energy core of the magic defense network stored in that room." Harley's tone also became serious. Just as she said, she had only heard of many things before and had never seen them with her own eyes, so her cognition also had certain deviations.

She knew the existence of green lantern energy, but she didn't know where these energies came from, nor did she know how they existed. Then thinking along this line of thought, it is very reasonable to have a core that stores this energy.

Barry was still a bit confused, while Harley's tone gradually sank. She said: "I enrolled the earliest, so I learned about some things in the magical world. The magical world has just experienced a great catastrophe. Do you know why this is?"

Harley told them about the previous situation in the magical world with the fastest speed and the most precise wording. Barry clenched his fists when he heard it.

"So it's all to blame on those human traitors. How could they compromise with that group of angels and demons so spinelessly? If it weren't for their step-by-step retreat, how could the magical world be like this?" Barry said very angrily.

"I heard Master Andrew say that sometimes it can't be completely blamed on them." Harley lowered her tone and said: "The status of angels and demons is too far beyond humans. Humans will be tricked by them if they are not careful. Many mages think they have a clear will, but in fact they have already been controlled by demons."

Little Bruce narrowed his eyes and said: "Could it be that the dean and professors know that there may be controlled humans mixed into the academy, wanting to interfere with or even destroy the construction of the magic defense network, so they set up this trap?"

"Very likely." Barry raised his tone and said: "Because if this magic defense network is built, they won't have a good life, and if it is not built, the people who benefit the most are also them."

"Hiss..." Harley gasped, and then said instinctively: "Then we have to hurry up and tell Professor Schiller."

"Why do you think he is credible?" Little Bruce turned his head and stared at Harley and said: "Taking a step back, if he has other solutions, why set up this trap?"

Harley paused, but she was not convinced by Little Bruce. She knew Schiller better than the other two, so she thought, if the energy core is really dangerous, Schiller shouldn't put it here so rashly.

Since it is here and there is a trap, it means Schiller might have another plan. Since that's the case, it's better to wait and see.

But just at this time, Barry narrowed his eyes and whispered: "Look, there seems to be someone over there!"

The other two immediately followed his gaze, only to see a black shadow appear behind the tree demon. He was wearing a black robe, so it was impossible to see his face or his build clearly; he simply darted past the back of the tree demon at high speed.

The hearts of the three people immediately hung up, because behind the tree demon was the door of the room, but the black shadow didn't find that there was a lock on the door until he reached the door. The tree demon's reaction was also very fast. The arm full of branches waved and directly whipped towards the black shadow.

The black shadow was too close, so he instinctively stretched out his arm to block. After a low groan of pain, the black shadow grabbed his arm, and blood dripped from his arm.

Grabbing the pause of the tree demon's action, the black shadow drilled out from under his armpit and jumped out of the window. The three quickly rushed down the stairs to the courtyard of the castle, but there was no one there.

The next morning, Little Bruce, who went to the auditorium for breakfast, stared tightly at Schiller.

At this time, Schiller held a fork in one hand to fork the bread, while the other hand was always hanging under the table, covered in the sleeve.

Victor, who came to work part-time, sat down beside Schiller. Little Bruce pricked up his ears to listen to their conversation.

"What's wrong? Schiller, is your hand injured?"

"Just a small injury."

"That's really strange. You can actually get injured. How did you get it?"

Schiller was silent, and Anna on the other side leaned over and said to Victor with a smile.

"He played with the shredder!" ===== CHAPTER 1659 =====