Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

What bothered Ivan the most was the strange lines on the box.

He always felt that there was something hidden in it, although Dumbledore and Voldemort had touched the pendant box and found nothing.

But it's not clear why Ivan feels that way.

Dumbledore glanced at Ivan and immediately returned to normal. His face was extremely calm, as if nothing had happened.

He waved his wand and dragged the boat with his magic. Now, no one but him knows exactly how much magic Ivan has now.

Sirius, Harry, Hermione were also a little surprised, but didn't think much about it.

It was a miracle, in their view, that such a small boat could carry so many people. When Ivan got up, the boat sank rapidly, probably because it had reached critical limits.

As Dumbledore tugged down, the boat departed immediately, silent all around, except for the gentle sand sound of the bow penetrating the water.

The boat was self-driving without them, and it seemed that there was an invisible rope pulling it towards the green light in the middle of the lake. Soon, the rocky walls of the cave were invisible, and they felt like they were on the ocean, but there were no waves around them.

As the boat progresses, the wand's light shines on the dark waters, flashing a little bit of gold.

The boat cuts deep ripples on a glassy lake like a groove on a black mirror...

And that's when Harry suddenly screamed in horror, "I saw those corpses not far below the water. ”

Ivan looked to Harry's finger, and under the bright light of the wand, he saw a dead man lying on his back a few inches from the water: his open eyes, bewitched, as if with a spider web in them, his hair and robes swirling around his body like smoke.

He was clearly a corpse, but he was blindfolded by the eyes of the spider web, but he followed them very strangely, and the eyes inside were still spinning.

The body seemed likely to jump out and attack them at any moment, but it did not move until the boat had been rowed.

“They don't know who we are, but I'm sure when we touch Voldemort's machine, they'll find it less quiet!” Dumbledore softly said, "Almost there, Voldemort's purpose has been achieved, and it has consumed me a lot of magic to keep this boat from sinking. ”

Ivan turned around and looked at Dumbledore, listening to what he said. The white mist he used to drag the boat was very magical, or he was already draining his magic to the standard required by the boat.

He was suddenly worried about what Dumbledore would do if he lost his magic.

Apart from Dumbledore, there are no rivals to thousands of vaginas here.

After a few minutes, the green light in the center of the lake seemed to finally become bigger and brighter. The boat gently hit something and stopped.

Evan didn't see clearly at first, and he saw them coming to a smooth rocky island in the middle of the lake when Dow Harry raised the wand that was glowing.

“Here we are, careful not to touch the lake.” Dumbledore warned again.

Everyone climbed down from the boat in turn, Ivan was the first, and he jumped off the boat and returned to what he was, quickly pulling out the wand.

Behind him was Hermione, and she finally looked relieved.

And then Harry, Sirius, and finally Dumbledore, he used his wand to retrieve the light that floated beneath the boat.

Ivan looked closely at the island in front of him, about the size of Dumbledore's office: a large, flat black slate, empty, with only that green light. Now closer, the green light is much brighter.

Ivan looked at it with his eyes closed, and he saw the green light coming from an ancient, round basin with a base underneath it.

Dumbledore approached the stone basin and the others rushed to the past.

They center the stone basin and stand side by side around it. Inside the stone basin is a basin of emerald green liquid that emits glittering phosphorescence.

In the way Dumbledore has just handed himself over, Ivan tries to feel the magical traces that remain on these liquids.

Magic is powerful, but not his familiar magic, can't tell what it feels like, very strange.

In addition to these liquids, the stone basins and bases used to load the liquids appear to be unusual, with strong defensive magic on them.

Ivan watched carefully, and the more he looked, the more he was shocked.

The green liquids in front of him hid powerful magic and were distributed very evenly. He didn't know what kind of magic it was, and what magic was applied on the stone altar. None of the knowledge he knew worked.

If he didn't already know the outcome, let him work it out with his own strength, and honestly, Ivan had no idea what to do.

As for standing aside, it is even more unlikely that Sirius, Harry and Hermione will ever know.

Thus, Voldemort's power and magic theory level exceed them and exceed ordinary wizards by too much.

“Professor, what is this?” Harry couldn't help but ask.

“I'm not sure!” Dumbledore looked carefully at the basin and the liquid inside and said softly, "The only thing that's certain is that it's more worrying than blood and corpses, and we're glad we've taken out what's hidden inside. ”

Dumbledore watched again for a while and then shook the robe's sleeves up, reaching the tip of his finger to the liquid surface.

“No, don't touch it!” Everyone shouted.

“It's not that simple, I can't touch it.” Dumbledore smiled lightly, "See? I can't reach any further, you can try. ”

Sirius, Ivan, Harry, Hermione hesitated for a moment while reaching deep into the basin to touch the liquid.

But an invisible resistance prevented their hands from approaching the liquid.

Regardless of how hard you reach down, the tip of your finger seems to be touching an incredibly hard, indestructible air with no change in the liquid itself.

“Excuse me, I think we can try this spell, it might work!” Dumbledore said he lifted his wand and made some complicated moves on the liquid surface, whispering nothing in his mouth.

But there was no movement.

Green liquid phosphorescence seemed a little brighter, Evan, and they watched Dumbledore in silence until he retracted the wand.

“Professor? ”

“Bravo, bravo!” Dumbledore said with appreciation, "If I'm not mistaken, it should be Voldemort's own magic potion, and I have to say, he is indeed one of the best graduates in Hogwarts history. ”

“But you must be able to crack it, right?” Harry said with hope.

“No, I can't, Harry!” Dumbledore shook his head, "a liquid that could not go in, could not separate it, scoop it dry or draw it out, could not disappear it with a vanishing spell, could magically deform it or otherwise alter its nature. I can only conclude that this liquid needs to be drunk! ”

“Drink?!” Everyone looked at him surprised except Ivan.

“Yes, at least I think it is, and it's the only way to empty the basin and get what's inside.” Dumbledore said calmly, "From this point of view, I cannot but admire Peregulus, whose sacrifice was of great significance. ”