Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Ivan looked at the huge statue of the Evil Gods and almost faded memories entangled the emergence of all kinds of emotions, and he felt a fear that was driving people insane.

The statue summons him, summons him to come here, to come beside it.

Eight hundred years ago, the fallen horses took part of the magic stone.

The remaining magic in the broken stone is not enough to recall this evil god to this world, and it needs this piece of Evan.

Perhaps that's why Ivan would enter this dream.

Evil gods who gradually regained power perceived this half of the magic stone that Ivan was carrying nearby, and it required Ivan to submit to him and hand over the magic stone.

This feeling became more evident as Ivan moved closer to the Horseman ruins.

Its statue looks so awe-inspiring and unusual, sacred like a true god.

Anyone who sees it at first sight will have an urge to worship.

Unfortunately, it does not know that Ivan has seen what it is in Gryffindor's illusions and knows what kind of monster the so-called gods really are.

Ivan not only handed him the magic stone, but also prepared to retrieve it and the half of the magic stone that the fallen horses took away 800 years ago.

Through these contacts, it is not difficult to discover that the most powerful power of the Evil God lies in the magic of the mind and control over the dream.

They can create illusions and go into someone's dream.

Just as the Dementor feeds on joyful emotions, the Evil God is able to find all the mental gaps available to him, evoke the darkest depths of a person's heart, absorb the resulting negative emotions of fear, madness, anxiety, etc. and devour his soul.

They need flesh and blood to build their bodies, and negative emotions make them strong.

In Aragok's lair, the octacular giant spider brings the captured animals to the ruins underground, using their flesh and soul to help restore power to the eye monster.

But this is far from enough, and the souls of those animals are too weak.

When Malfoy unleashes a lot of negative energy because of his fear of darkness and the unknown, and eventually chooses to bow to each other, the Eye Monster really recovers.

Evan will not believe in evil gods, nor will he be mesmerized by the visions in front of him.

He looked again at the statue of the Evil God and began to feel bored.

Restricted by his power, this guy now flips back and forth just a little bit of ability, compelling, creating chaos and continuous illusions...

There is nothing to be afraid of before its very essence reaches the real world.

It's like a Voldemort hiding in a forest not far from here, no matter how powerful he used to be, now he can only breathe in the dark corners.

After discussing this with Dumbledore, Ivan was already ready to deal with it.

He tried to empty his brain and use brain sealing to resist the spiritual infiltration of himself by evil gods.

About a year ago, Ivan started experimenting with brain closure, a spell that effectively helps users resist the intrusion and influence of mental magic.

Unlike the wand that can be quickly mastered, the recurring clutter in his mind makes him do very poorly.

Ivan couldn't really close his brain the way Snape did, but the effect of using this spell was quite obvious.

The dream before us is like an affected TV signal, and the image begins to fluctuate markedly and is no longer as clear as before.

As Ivan's brain closed, the connection between the two sides became weaker and weaker.

The exquisite horseman city beneath the statue and terrace of the Evil God began to collapse into fragmentation, and Ivan fell from the sky...

By the time he awakens, the sky will be bright.

Nothing changed in front of me, as if nothing had happened.

The temperature in the morning made Ivan awake, and he sat in bed and gasped for a while, thinking about the evil god who appeared in the dream and the vampire.

When the sweat dissipated completely, he walked out of bed and came to the window.

Outside, the night is wanting to hide, and the dawn of the morning slowly awakens the sleeping creatures.

Ivan opened the window and the cool, silky air slowly blew in.

In the sky, the grey blue dome gradually fades from the top of its head to the light blue smoke bordering the horizon on the sky.

A gentle mist rises along the edge of the forest, and the distant mountains are painted with a layer of milky white, white mist that renders everything obscure and delusional.

Just as Ivan immersed himself in the beautiful scenery in front of him, he suddenly heard a sharp, desolate cry that sounded very sad.

He lowered his head and saw a pale woman under the window.

She had long silver and white hair with a shawl and a black cloak, unable to see her face and age.

I don't know why, she cried so hard, her hands clapped together and made loud noise.

The voices wanted to appear particularly harsh in the early morning, empty and silent streets.

Strangely, however, no one came out to dissuade or inquire about the situation.

Ivan even had a strange feeling that only he could hear her cry.

It was too strange, and he just wanted to ask what was going on, and the woman under the window seemed to feel something, looking up at Ivan.

What a face, green and white skin, spreading pupils, and five officials who have begun to rot and deform, this is a dead man!

Ivan took a step back and couldn't believe looking at the guy below.

It was hard to imagine him seeing a dead woman moving and crying.

What the hell is going on? Is it Necromancy, Witchcraft or some other kind of magic?!

Ivan thought of Yin Corpse, but this woman obviously owns her own mind.

Or, it's an indescribable evil god creation.

After Ivan's attempts to infiltrate and control the dream failed, it sent such a guy.

The monster downstairs seemed very satisfied with Ivan's reaction.

Looking at the frightened boy, he ripped open that big scary mouth, exaggerated up, revealed an ugly smile, and several maggots fell out of it.

Ivan recovered quickly after a brief shock.

No surprise, it's a dead witch!

He had previously seen the introduction of this dark creature in Where the Wonderful Creatures Are and in the Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook, but only one who had never seen a living creature.

Didn't expect it to be more horrible than the book describes.

You know, dying of a witch is very rare, it's not dangerous, but in general, wizards think it's an extremely bad symbol to see it.

From an astrological point of view, this is a very bad unknown omen, second only to seeing a big black dog that heralds death.

As the name implies, reporting a dead witch crying loudly downstairs means that the person in the window it chooses will die soon...