Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“Prepare for battle!” Uggett muffled, taking out his rifle.

Watching the stone door open slowly, Ivan focused on preparing for the big war.

The next second, he gasped and put down his wand, nothing empty outside the stone door.

At this time, the fallen horses were all fighting outside. I didn't expect anyone to dive in from the depths of the lake and guard against emptiness throughout the Temple of the Moon.

“Well, our battle plan worked, and no one noticed that we had entered the temple.” Uggart has no hesitation, turning straight to the left tunnel, "this way, man! We don't have much time to waste to get to the top of the temple before they find out, and that's where we're going, where evil ceremonies are taking place. ”

The ancient temple is filled with mystery in the gloomy light of the fire.

The patchy walls leave only traces of age erosion, and many horseman's unique figurative ornaments and huge stone sculptures stand quietly in the corners, filled with dust.

In the empty passage, only two hurried footsteps echoed.

As recently as Evan entered the temple for the first time, even after a millennium of light, the temple of tranquillity has not changed.

But he quickly discovered the difference, and as he passed through a huge, round, vaulted stone room, Ivan noticed dark red paint on the ground and surrounding walls.

There was a question in his mind, what are these fallen horses doing?!

Why do they paint their sacred temples with red paint is unusual.

Then he realized he was wrong, these dark red liquids were not pigments at all, they were all coagulated blood stains, there had been a massacre!

No bodies, no wreckage, only dry blood clots were left behind, quietly talking about the crimes of the past in this room.

Ivan walked in with Uggart, his feet glued to the ground, making the slightest sound of a tearing scar.

Hiss, hiss, hiss...

The sound sounded uncomfortable, and the smell of rotten blood swept in.

Ivan felt sick for a while, and he insisted that he not throw up.

“Those fallen horses are completely insane, believing that the evil god can lead them to glory!” Uggart also seemed uncomfortable, "according to which they had captured a large number of creatures for massacre here, and that evil god and his followers needed a great deal of flesh as a tribute. ”

“What a crazy move. Let's go!” Ivan waved.

He tried to hold his breath, jam his clavicle, and suppress this strong physiological reaction, which he never expected to see in the temple of the Horseman.

As Professor Trelawny said, this dark temple is filled with taboos.

They quickly went forward, through the whole room, the stone door slowly opened, Ivan took the lead, and then he paused, staring incredibly wide at the ramp ahead.

On the ground not far away, is the body of Grindillo, a water monster.

It seems to have been forgotten by the fallen horses, whose highly decaying faces are facing Ivan, who looks so human, painfully twisted, and whose missing muscles seem to have been devoured by unknown creatures, in bare orbits, with hatred, dark and deep eyes ahead.

Ivan didn't kill Greendillo, but it was definitely a massacre.

Just to satisfy the killer for a moment, or perhaps even more evil, to torment the soul of this monster, so that it will not rest in eternal life.

This is the key to making a soul, making it extremely unstable, more susceptible to division, or absorption through pre-mortem torture.

The nausea grew stronger, Ivan's wand subconsciously picked up.

A golden flame emerged from his wand contradiction, burning Greendillo's body in the hope that it would rest in peace.

“This is only part of the crime that is about to be witnessed far beyond your imagination!” Uggart coldly said that there was a repressive rage in his voice, "and that evil god made the noble horseman a sinister heresy that could never be forgiven! ”

Ivan nodded and his mouth was full of bitter alkali.

He tried to calm himself down, as if it wasn't a big deal, and his heart was determined to stop the evil god who was being summoned.

That round room, which was all clotted, seemed to be a signal, and as Ugart said, on the road back, Ivan saw many unimaginable images.

The walls at both ends of the corridor are filled with horrible monsters who swallow flesh with their fangs.

To the best of Evan's knowledge, these devilish creatures will never appear in any magic book, as if they were a horseman's imagination and never existed in the world.

He also hopes that everything will be as he thinks it is, that none of these monsters exist, otherwise he will find it difficult to imagine how to fight them, far beyond his common sense.

What he saw and heard along the way gave him a whole new understanding of the species Horseman.

Dobby's words about raising a elf at home, and if a family keeps a elf corrupt, he can't help it, apply to the horseman as well.

Hobbies of stargazing, divination, archery, these are not all horseman.

This rugged magical creature is filled with unimaginable fanaticism.

Ivan and Uggart moved forward, both of them subconsciously speeding up their steps, although there was no communication.

“Wait, this is so weird!” Uggart suddenly frowned and said, "It's too quiet in the temple for them to leave any guards behind. ”

Although a latent raid, it would be a great joke to let them break into the top of the temple and destroy the ongoing summons ceremony.

Fallen horses aren't that stupid, and Gryffindor's extra challenge to Ivan isn't that simple, and there's got to be something waiting for them.

“Those fallen horses are fighting outside, either not allowed in here or left with other defensive measures.” Ivan analyzed.

He thought of the horror statues he'd seen in that room before, and the heads were filled with worm-shaped monsters with holes.

“Maybe we can..." Uggart suddenly stopped.

He grabbed a long gun and looked nervously ahead of the tunnel, as if something was coming.

hum, hum, hum...

Evan stunned, how could there be a bee here, but he quickly saw what was coming, nothing less like a bee than these monsters.