Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Chapter 340: Moon Temple and Horseman Ghost

The nearby air is very humid due to its proximity to running water.

With the exception of Margaret, all the other horsemen stayed opposite the lake and did not follow the stone table in the water. They could not reach the temple without permission.

Sirius and Harry, Ron, Hermione whispered something and Ivan was not involved.

He also remembered Professor Trelawny's prophecy, and the surrounding sights were very disturbing to him.

“Horses are used to naming their temples after planets. Sirius said," There are Ma tribes and sacrificial and stargazing temples around the world, and although there is little communication between them because of distance, the names of these temples have never been repeated. ”

What is the name of this black temple? ”Harry asked.

“They call this the Temple of the Moon!” Sirius refers to the red moon hanging above your fingertips, "named because it is suitable for observing the moon's trajectory. Because it was an early temple, it was very famous among horsemen. If you meet horseman anywhere else, just talk about it and they'll know. ”

“Not entirely unique, there are two temples of the moon in the Horseman world.” Margaery interjected, with an uncontrollable anger in his tone, "those traitors who had been expelled from the tribe in the past built another temple of the moon elsewhere, exactly the same as here, but the offerings inside were completely different. ”

“So there's the same black temple as here?” Ivan asked.

“Yes, those traitors have tarnished the holy place, and the moon temple they built is filled with evil and taboos.” Margaret grabbed the ground with her front hooves in anger.

Ivan was a little relieved to hear his words.

If there is no evil or taboo in this dark temple in front of you, it is not the place mentioned in Professor Trelawny's language.

He stopped thinking about it and had to go in anyway, regardless of the situation.

Through the dark, narrow entrance, Ivan followed Margaret and Sirius into the temple, and Harry, Ron and Hermione followed him, curiously measuring the surroundings.

Through the brightness of the torch, Ivan saw the carved and colorful murals on the walls.

These murals are a continuation of the sculptures on the outer walls, mostly horse-watching related content, and the trajectories of many stars.

Continuing forward, the complex constellation pattern of stars occupies the entire space, even on the ceiling and ground marble slabs, stunning for a moment.

Only true astrologers can understand the value of these complex patterns, which record almost all the planets' locations and patterns of operation over the millennium, many of which are important star maps that human wizards have never noticed or lost.

Evan couldn't understand it, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione, all of them beside him, were watching the flowers, but that didn't stop everyone from marveling.

The tunnel kept moving forward, and as I turned around the corner, a milky white thing suddenly burst out of the wall and ran into Ivan. This is a ghost, not the ghost of the wizard you see in the castle, but the ghost of the horseman ancestors.

His outfit is not quite the same as that of a horseman today, and he is in a magnificent figure, rarely dressed in a scarred suit of leather, like a warrior who has just returned from a battlefield bath.

Evan looked closely at this Horseman ghost, the strongest Horseman he had ever seen, almost as big as Margaret, which was incredible.

Hard to describe, he's a hybrid of horses and trolls.

While Ivan was measuring him, the Horseman Ghost was looking back at them as well.

His eyes filled with suspicion, frowned and said a few words, the tone was very strange, definitely not English, and everyone looked at each other and didn't understand what he was saying.

Margaret hurried forward and talked to each other.

“It is a unique language of the horses, very ancient and complex, and is now rarely used. Sirius explains," But it was very popular in the Middle Ages. ”

“That suit looks like medieval style.” Hermione analyzes, "he must have lived here for nearly a millennium, like Nearly Headless Nick. ”

“Nick knows all the ghosts, but he never told us about the Horseman ghost.” Harry curiously weighed each other down and said, “Remember last year's Halloween party?! All the ghosts in England are here, but not this guy. ”

“I guess I didn't invite him because I couldn't communicate.” Ron wrinkled his nose and whispered, “Nick certainly doesn't speak Horseman, does he? ”

“Horses generally do not interact with humans, even when they become ghosts. Sirius said," This is the most sacred temple of the horses, where only the souls of the most intelligent elders and bravest warriors of the tribe can enter. ”

“So there's gonna be a lot of horseman ghosts here?” Ivan asked.

“In fact, not many.” When Margaret and the Horseman ghost had spoken, he walked back to hear Ivan's question and briefly answered, "Because of the traitors, we had suffered tremendous losses, so many of our ancestors' souls dissipated forever, and only the most powerful Horseman remained. That was Uggart, in the Mandarin language, the alpine meaning, the greatest warrior in the history of our tribe. ”

“The greatest warrior, what has he done?” Ron asks puzzled, "Killed a lot of eight-eyed spiders? ”

“He once slaughtered an adult firedragon and many monsters you can't imagine.” Margaery spoke out loud and crudely, seemingly dissatisfied with Ron's offense, "said Humanity, never a pony, we possess powerful powers and civilizations that are not weaker than yours. ”

Fire Dragon is the most powerful and ferocious magical creature that exists. Everyone has seen one under the palace of Gu Ling, and it was deeply shocked by the strength of the other.

It is inconceivable that a horseman could kill a firedragon on his own, and even a powerful wizard would have difficulty doing so.

The Horseman Ghost Uggart turned away and everyone looked in awe at his back.

“Come on, don't let the elders wait too long.” Margaret turns around and starts over.

You keep moving forward into a circular upward passage. On the outside is a circular room of varying sizes, filled with many strange things, some sacrificial goods, but some things don't look so pleasant.

Through the narrow cracks of the stone door, Ivan saw how many statues were placed in the dark room through the dim light of the fire.

The statue is all kinds of things, too far away to see clearly, but the statue by the door is enough to impress everyone.

Ivan swallowed his saliva, stood still, and everyone was stunned.

With his eyes, Ron looked curiously into the room, and the next second, he made a loud, exhausting, frightened cry.