Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Ivan and Elaine emerged at the bottom of the abyss, and they did not see the statues of Keresis and the Evil Gods.

Because it's filled with tortured corpses of dead flesh, like hell, real abyss hell.

On the ground, on the statues of the surrounding walls, all the sights were covered in blood.

Blood did not dry up, and they burst out of the wounds, eyes, nose, mouth and other holes of the body.

The faces of these bodies, whether they were human or not, were all painfully distorted and dying.

Elaine held Ivan tightly and dared not look. The sight in front of her was too striking and far beyond her imagination.

To divide the few remaining souls again, Voldemort has brutally killed many lives.

At the bottom of the abyss, he is engaged in a fierce battle with Dumbledore.

“Dumbledore, you're as hypocritical as ever, and stupid!” Voldemort screams, "you think this will kill me, you think your magic will work for me? Funny, when I'm done, you're dead! ”

He had just split his soul, but was not as weak as Harry had said and seemed unaffected.

He waved his wand heavily and fired a deadly spell at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore moved quickly, missed the spell, hit the unmanned ground and set fire to the ground.

Through the blazing fire, Ivan finally saw the evil statue in the corner and the unknown Keresis lying dead on the ground.

Elaine also saw that she wanted to go, but Voldemort's magic stopped them both.

He was controlling the flame, a powerful spell, much stronger than Evan's powerful spell, enough to burn all the golden flames raging in space.

They follow Voldemort's command, roll around in the sky and tighten Dumbledore around.

“Die, Dumbledore!” Voldemort shouted in a cold voice, "and you, Ivan Mason, Elaine Slytherin and Harry Potter, you idiots, who have no idea what's here, have no idea of my power, dare to come here, you are all going to die and become immortal sacrifices of my achievements. ”

Along with a fiery flame and a strong sense of oppression, Ivan holds Elaine back.

He waved his wand, and an orange magic barrier appeared in front of them, blocking the flame of the attack.

“Nobody dies, Tom, except you!” Dumbledore said calmly.

In the blink of an eye, all the fire around him spread, blue eyes flashed with anger, a spell condensed at the end of his wand, the whole space trembled, the power of the spell Dumbledore was condensing made Ivan feel suffocated, even his hair roots stood up.

Voldemort stopped, and he was preparing his own protective magic, the same shield coming out of thin air.

But he won't succeed. Evan's wand quickly moved forward, threw out three spells in a row, and the space around Voldemort changed rapidly. His magic was interrupted by Evan, and he couldn't imagine the shape, the rubble and the earth were flying, as if there was life, dancing in the air.

Under Ivan's control, they change rapidly into a chain that binds Voldemort securely.

The next second, Dumbledore's magic struck him, making a creepy collision, and he flew backwards.

At the end of the day, Voldemort did consume power when he split his soul, and he couldn't face Dumbledore and Ivan at the same time.

It would be better if Voldemort and the demon statue could be resolved here.

Voldemort will certainly not die because of the Horcrux, but just leave him here...

Ivan watched the Voldemort on the ground closely to prevent him from escaping, but there was something wrong with the magic in the air.

“Careful, Evan!” Dumbledore said, "Maintain your protective magic, don't slack! ”

He flashed in front of Ivan and Elaine, and the white barrier reappeared.

Opposite them, Voldemort's body disappeared a little bit, changed into black, and merged with everything around him.

At the bottom of the abyss, darkness becomes deeper, and endless darkness is oppressed against the three like mist, with terrible power in the fog.

“That magic is useless to him!” Dumbledore said, seemingly surprised, "We're going in a different way! ”

Ka-cha, ka-cha, the Viking figurines on the surrounding walls suddenly moved and they jumped off the walls.

One, two, three, the statues are growing in number, and as long as they are touched by Voldemort, they gain life.

These ancient Viking warriors face horrible and are wearing thick armor, the shortest being as tall as five or six Ivans.

They carry sharp weapons made of rock, including axes, spears, giant swords, and so on.

The statue was rigid, but moving faster and faster, waving weapons at them.

Ivan had no doubt that, if cut, immortality would be a serious injury.

“You're not going to kill me, Dumbledore!” Voldemort shouted, his figure recombined in the air, translucent, the snake's face paler, the scarlet's eyes squeezed tightly, "Is there anything worse than this? ”

“We all know there are many other ways to destroy a man, Tom.” Dumbledore said peacefully, "Though I know you've made modifications, I never thought you'd be like this, you can't really count as a human now! I must admit, just taking your life won't satisfy me. ”

He waved the wand and a bunch of lightning came out of the end of the wand.

In the roar, enormous destructive power smashed all the nearly hundreds of Viking figurines coming at them.

Ivan followed suit, and the statues of these ancient Viking warriors, though scary, were weak.

But it's not clear why Evan always feels a little weird, these statues have weird magic fluctuations on them.

It's not Voldemort magic, Evan doesn't even know what they're for.

Soon, the ground was filled with sculpture pieces, everywhere.

“Hypocrisy!” Voldemort growls and his body gradually recovers, "I'm going to kill you! ”

“That's exactly where you're sad, Tom.” Dumbledore's voice was very light, like two people talking about drinking, and he left Evan and Elaine and walked into Voldemort unprotectedly, "and as we know, your biggest failure was not understanding what was worse than death. ”

Voldemort did not answer, he backed away, he seemed afraid of Dumbledore, afraid of him approaching.