Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Thousands of years ago, the mystery was ripped open at the tip of the iceberg, but things became more and more confusing.

Through these ancient murals, Ivan finally figured out what he was dealing with.

However, he found that the questions in his mind had not diminished, but had become more and more.

In any case, Salazar Slytherin's final actions were too suspicious. Ivan tried to recall his life story, but found only the most detailed account of his involvement in the establishment of Hogwarts in all known historical information.

The experience of Slytherin as a teenager and after his departure from Hogwarts is hardly documented and, like the darkness before him, is simply a mystery.

Evan stared at Slytherin's pendant box, which was glowing green in his hand, hiding more amazing secrets besides Voldemort's apparition.

In the dark, Malfoy whispered a painful whisper, interrupting Ivan's thoughts. He turned his head and saw the expression of Malfoy lying on the ground, extremely painful, with his pale face full of tiny sweat beads, and the terrible nightmare seemed to have reached its most critical moment.

Ivan knew he had to hurry, and with Slytherin's help, he could continue to insist, but Malfoy was losing it.

Delay further and his soul will be devoured by nightmares in his sleep.

Ivan raised his head and looked over at the monster above his head.

It is shaking its tentacles with huge eyes staring at itself and the pendant box in its hand.

It looks cold and has no feelings, like watching a dead man.

According to the message left on the rock wall, the monster's ugliness, huge body and shaking purple tentacles are all illusions that do not exist.

Above myself, only those blood-red giant eyes were real.

Evan has never looked at it since entering this stone chamber.

Every time, he was in a hurry.

That large, disproportionately large eye and elongated pupil on it gives a creepy compression, as if it evokes the deepest fear hidden in the heart.

Evan knew he couldn't retreat, and he forced himself to look into his eyes, even though he was protected by green mist, his spirit was still in a trance.

“Salazar Slytherin...” The whisper came in intermittently.

From the tone of his voice, he was infinitely resentful of Slytherin.

Even a millennium has passed, that resentment has not diminished in the slightest.

“Lost lamb, you are making a useless struggle, you hold onto your destiny as if you can really change everything but don't know that you are already lost..."

“Shut up, you've said enough bullshit, and my destiny is naturally in my own hands.” Ivan replied calmly, "I'm not going to rely on anyone, let alone believe a monster like you with only eyes left. ”

He swings the wand quickly, and the red rays of light quickly fly upwards.

“No!” The horrible monster screamed his ears straight to his soul.

Evan held his breath and took a step backwards, but the wand in his hand didn't stop, quickly chanting a spell in his mouth, aiming one spell at the monster's eyes after another.

Bang, Bang, Bang!!!

Under Ivan's attack, its body is rapidly disintegrating.

The shadow was blurred for a moment, and the rough, broken body eventually disappeared. Above Ivan's head, only two giant white eyeballs were left naked, connected by a pile of rotten flesh mixed with red blood vessels and muscle fibers, glued tightly to the ceiling.

Above that large to disproportionate eye, Ivan always sees a tiny fraction of the red, less than a tenth of the entire eye.

“Slytherin's Herald, you must pay for what you have done!” It stares closely at Evan, and the voices of nothingness are not blurred and gradually intensified, "Now that you don't want to give your soul properly, let me eat it! ”

Its voice just dropped and the whole space began to vibrate.

The ground was shaking, there were numerous cracks above the rock walls, the murals fell apart, and the loud rumbling came out of the deepest depths of the ground.

The elongated pupil is torn apart and the giant eye splits from the middle.

Ivan took another step backwards and incredibly looked at the monster.

Like the fiercest monster, it has an appalling atmosphere, with huge fissures between the two eyeballs with long and sharp pointed teeth, a dense row of barbs on the inside, mucous membranes and endless darkness inward, and Buddha never sees the end.

Ivan can't even imagine what this monster is right now.

It's just the power of the eye, and if it's here, I'm afraid I don't even have a chance to fight back. And such a powerful, evil monster was defeated by Salazar Slytherin as a teenager a thousand years ago, at the height of its power...

Two eyeballs swayed and fell off the rock wall of the ceiling.

They floated in the air, opening a huge bloody rift and flying towards Ivan.

Evan backwards and quickly backwards, unsure what kind of magic to use against them, the monster itself is beyond his comprehension and common sense.

He waved the wand to cast a few spells, but it didn't do much.

The monster was getting closer and closer to himself, and just as Evan thought it was about to end, all his magic suddenly poured out and poured into the box in his hand.

Slytherin's locket floated slowly, and the emerald stones set on it glowed strongly, and even the strange inscriptions surrounding it rose in a dark gold hue.

It seems to be a signal that the white halo gradually rises above the rock wall.

The stone chamber door, which had been closed all along, suddenly opened, and the Slytherin statue in the outside lobby followed with a dazzling glow.

Holes * * Floating white plankton descend rapidly, like migrating fish in the deep blue sea, which rotate rapidly downwards around the Salazar statue.

Silver, green, and golden light clusters converge towards where Ivan is, fusing with the green light mist around the pendant box.

Ultimately, it gradually converged to form, and an illusion of a human figure appeared in front of Ivan.

This is a handsome 15-year-old boy wearing a medieval wizard robe with black jade hair and a pure white wand in his hand.

“Salazar Slytherin...”

While Ivan recognized him, the monster in front of him whispered a whisper.

It did not continue to attack Ivan, turning to look at Salazar with indignation.