Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“Probably looking for the place you said Dumbledore should know where.” Sirius uncertainly said, "We were just watching the vampire movement, and it seemed like what they were going to do. The majority of the members of the Phoenix Society were concentrated in the vicinity, cautious, only me and the madman had been notified by Dumbledore, and I didn't expect things to turn out like this, the stupid Keresis guy, who wanted to solve Voldemort and Evil God statues by himself. ”

“Is the vampire's lair nearby?” Ivan asked.

What he cares more about is what Elaine said about their family's troubles and the secrets Slytherin himself left behind.

After rescuing Keresis, this should be on the agenda!

“Not too far away, those guys have more home base camp than this shitty place, this place...” Sirius said, looking around, “Remember what I told you the other day? We destroyed that altar. ”

“Is that where you collect the flesh and blood of the evil gods?” Ivan went on to say that the scenery and memories in front of him were gradually merging, "indeed, the nearby arrangement was a bit like that room deep beneath the Fallen Horseman Temple. ”

The unknown creature statues on the broken wall walls now look like a terrible evil god creation.

After the last time Evan sealed it, the power of the Evil God was greatly impaired. Voldemort needed to collect some flesh to restore its strength, communicate with it, get what he needed, and make the statue into a new soul tool...

“Once a monastery and then used by Voldemort and vampires to make meat sacrifices, it is now our stronghold on the island!” Sirius explained, "Dumbledore thinks that since they make flesh here, the statue of the demon may not be too far away, because those things have to be fresh to be useful, but we never found it, and they hide it deep, and now it looks like we did miss it, and the guy is more cunning than we thought. Damn, that vampire should have told us about it, not destroyed the statue himself, but in front of Voldemort, the self-righteous fool. ”

He scolded Keresis again, and the guy was really too reckless tonight.

As you can see, Sirius' resentment of Keresis seems to have accumulated for a long time.

Something must have happened between them in this period of time.

“The two of you must be careful that this land, called Trondrem by the Nordics, is not random, and every inch of it is filled with mystery, far beyond the world's imagination.” Sirius continues, seemingly uncomfortable, "remember what I said before? This is Durmstrang's traditional sphere of influence, and that lunatic black wizard, Garrett Greendward, has been around in the past, leaving behind a lot of dangerous magic. ”

For a brief silence, things are certainly more troublesome than you might imagine.

Dumbledore, Grindelwald, Voldemort, the three most powerful wizards in the world meet here.

Deep underground, there is also an evil god whose strength is recovering.

The name of this area, Trondrem, the land where the gods descend, are there any more gods who descend?

Another flash of fire flashed through the air, and a gold feather slowly drifted down, the feather of Fox.

The phoenix had just warned Umbridge in the castle that they had been spotted and had come to Norway's frozen soil in blink of an eye. It was amazing that it had not used the door key with them.

Ivan has just noticed that, in addition to the rotation of eternal life, the phoenix seems to have the ability to travel through space.

This is not written in the book, after all, this creature is so rare that it is possible to find them only in the far east.

Phoenix feathers for wand making like wand artists are two completely different things from living phoenix.

Apart from Dumbledore, no wizard has ever heard of a successful phoenix as a pet.

“Well, it looks like Fox found traces of that Viking ship nearby, and Harry's intelligence is correct.” Dumbledore said calmly, as if everything was in his hands, "we set out now, come here, and I will lead you to the four phantoms. ”

They held their hands in a circle, Ivan holding Dumbledore in his right hand and Harry on his left.

He saw himself opposite, Moody the MadEye's Magic Eye spinning rapidly in his orbit, his face a common alert color.

From what Sirius has just said, it appears that Phoenix is not the only force in Norway, but Dumbledore did not summon them, and he does not think that too many people should be made aware of tonight's action, after all it involves the Horcrux and the Evil God, a secret that even Phoenix members should not know.

A slight explosion sounded above the ruins of the monastery, and Dumbledore led them to their phantom appearance.

The scene changes in front of them, and they arrived at a very strange place.

Ivan soon noticed the unusual nature of the place, which, compared to the abbey just now, was completely frozen from the ice sheets.

The ground is like frozen sea water, light blue, covered with a layer of frost, something hidden underneath.

Right in front of them is a rock carved Viking warship, very realistic.

Around it are huge columns of stone, standing there, stacked together, looking like a fan door.

Ivan feels the smell of magic fluctuations, but it's very messy and unrecognizable.

“Yes, what I saw in my dreams was this ship!” Harry puzzled, “But here...”

He saw the Viking ship suddenly appear in the sky, crossing through a golden gate and finally standing beneath the moon.

Harry also hears the sounds of waves, not this seemingly wilderness.

The gap was too great to be beyond his imagination.

“You can't rely on your eyes, boy!” Moody said crudely, walking over, his normal eyes gauging Ivan and Harry, and his eyes staring dead at a Viking warship made of stone, "it was a powerful magic, meticulous, deep and complex, strong performer, I had seen only one person before...”

“Yes, I should have recognized, after all, that the magic trail was so familiar that it was left here by Garrett.” Dumbledore said with pleasure.

He seemed to appreciate a piece of art from which he was greatly satisfied and gently touched the bow faucet.

As he moves, a light blue fog emerges on the battleship statue like a dream.

The next second, the surrounding stone columns also began to glow, gradually releasing some of the missing components to reproduce what they used to be.

An ancient arch appeared, densely lined up and spectacular.

There's a beautiful curtain hanging on it, and Ivan can even hear the wonderful music behind the door.