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Chapter 183 Riddle's Calculation【For subscription, for data】

"You...you are..."

Looking at the deep dark green in Amber's hand, Roy couldn't help but take a half step back, his voice dry and hoarse.

"Ah, nothing, as you can see, just a snakewood wand.""

Amber picked up the wand, waved it casually, and received it into his sleeve.

Everyone saw the dark green that was introduced under the pure black robe, and everyone felt as if their heartbeats had missed a beat.

It was a snake wood wand, and it was the purest dark green.

The precious thing about snakewood is that it can almost perfectly match all kinds of magic.

Unlike mahogany, which is better for polymorphism, willow is better for fighting, and holly is better for white magic.

The snake wood wand has no preference, he can give the owner the greatest support and enhancement in all directions.

However, there are also grades of snake wood, from the very beginning with a young green bud, to the end like a giant snake coiling in the atrium.

The older the snake wood, the greater the increase in magic, and the darker its color.

It is said that in the Ilvermorny School of Magic, the snake wood grown from Slytherin's wand is this deep dark green.

And that wand tree has existed for thousands of years.

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Roy couldn't help but lowered his head and looked at the box he opened with his own hands.

The snakewood in the box was still fresh and green. The dense scaly protrusions on the surface still indicate his precious material.

But it was originally taken out by Roy desperately, wanting to completely control Amber's hands.

Before, the very important reason why he was willing to hand over the diary to Kroe was to let Kroe play as a striker in front.

In that case, no matter if I can hold Amber hostage or not, I will be non-stick.

And this snake wood wand can naturally fall into his hands.

But...why did things turn out so strangely?

Amber actually holds the key to open the ruins, which interrupted his plan.

And the snake wood they used to win over Amber and make Amber believe in them was actually no match for the magic wand that people used every day.

For a while, Roy didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, after seeing everyone become sluggish, Amber slowly buttoned the box in front of him, and said with a leisurely expression:

"But it's really a good thing, and I take it.

"After I go back (cjca), I can make one for my sister too.

"No...this..."

Seeing that Amber took the snakewood into his arms, Roy opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

In the end, he could only stare at the emerald green snake wood into the robe, swallowed hard, and forced his thoughts. Pull back to the current meeting.

"Can we talk about future plans now?

"Of course! After all... I have seen your sincerity.

"Next, we can talk about the details."

The night gradually deepened, and after a day of discussions, Amber and the others finally left the classroom.

Looking at the few people who hurriedly hid into the secret passages, Amber, who stayed where he was, folded his arms in his arms, and no longer had the gentle smile on his face.

Today's meeting is destined to yield little practical progress.

The few people present here can be described as having different ideas. From beginning to end, everyone's mind has not been placed on the so-called Slytherin legacy.

However, it is not without any gains.

Amber patted the dragon skin pocket on his waist, and there was an emerald green snakewood in the dragon skin pocket at this time.

This is simply a surprise.

Amber never imagined that in order to lead himself into the trap step by step, the Council of Elders would spend such a large amount of money.

This snake tree is a conspiracy through and through.

The Presbyterian Church would not be so kind, and gave Amber a snake wood for no reason.

After all, no enemy would be foolish enough to enhance the combat effectiveness of the opponent he was going to design.

The reason they really want Amber to change wands is to weaken Amber's combat power.

The wand and the owner are mutually chosen.

Although what magic wand has an extremely terrifying degree of matching, it also requires a long process.

Amber's snakewood wand, before being handed over to Ollivander to make it, had been inseparable in his hand for three years.

That's why there is a snake wood wand like an arm like a finger.

According to the plan of the Presbyterian Church. After getting this snake wood, I couldn't wait to make it into a magic wand.

Then, in the subsequent exploration of the ruins, there will definitely be a situation of magic disorder.

And in a high-intensity confrontation, once one party has a magical disorder, it will be a failure without any suspense.

"His heart can be punished, but it seems that there is no unity among the elders.

Walking leisurely towards the lounge, Amber was in a particularly happy mood.

"But this snakewood can make a magic wand for Lilith."

"When that guy's soul damage is healed, the current wand is bound to be in trouble.

"I'm really a good and competent brother."

Amber's thoughts were flying in the sky, on this quiet night. Rarely began to enjoy the peace.

However, some people are destined to carry blood with the wind.

When Amber turned a corner, he was greeted by a horrible green spell.

"Avada Kedavra"

Faced with the sudden spell, Amber was not flustered.

Between the lightning and flint, Amber's figure turned abruptly in the air for half a circle.

The curse that was originally shot at the door, after his avoidance, hit his chest straight.

A scorched breath came, and the sponge on the chest was layered, and it had turned into a pile of coke.

And Amber saw the attacker's face clearly.

"You're...the one named Chloe.""

Looking at the blond man who had just parted, Amber was particularly puzzled.

Why is this guy doing it on himself?

Doesn't he know that he will never be his opponent?

This guy. Have you always been so brave?

A series of questions bombarded Amber's brain. He didn't rush to attack, but subconsciously looked for cover.

Amber even thought that their real trap was right in front of them.

What Christmas, what Slytherin's legacy. It's all just a blindfold.

However, when he carefully observed the opposite Chloe, he found something very strange.

Now Crow's eyes are blank, and he even stood there without any movement after shooting a life-threatening spell.

Compared to a sudden attack, Chloe's situation is more like... hypnosis!

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Amber narrowed his eyes and took a closer look.

Sure enough, Crow hid behind his left hand, holding a black-covered notebook tightly.