Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

These dotted lines represent the process of separation of the soul from the body.

In wicked dark magic, the human soul can be used to sacrifice, or to sacrifice to the devil as a tribute.

Alternatively, the soul can be divided into souls, which are already more than half evil in the sense.

But the despicable Hailborough is clearly not content with this, and his main purpose in collecting souls is as energy.

Using the soul as an energy, he was transformed into an evil god.

This is the first step, after collecting all the souls, to begin the transformation of the body and, above all, the preparation of materials. These materials are the corpses and flesh of a wide variety of organisms, including powerful firedragons, unicorns, Guemalla beasts, as well as fairies, domestic elves, horsemans, and many extinct Goulah species.

It ranges from weak to powerful, as long as you can think of it, or the species you can see in the book.

Each creature has its perfect part, and the despicable Hailbo intends to combine it...

Like the heart of a fire dragon, the blood of a unicorn, the claws of a Chimera beast, and so on.

The feeling that the most perfect part of each organism's development and evolution is taken off and mounted on itself...

Imagine that image, where countless bodies are disassembled and regrouped.

The bodies put together in this way are certainly terrible monsters, but their perfection and strength are beyond doubt.

Next, the mural begins to detail how to dispose of the bodies of different organisms, how to decompose the required site anatomy by the most appropriate means, and this cruel knowledge and experience can only be gained if the bodies have been dissected countless times.

Killing a creature is something that many people can do, but true black wizards can get the materials they need from the bodies.

These murals were so cruel that Elaine closed her eyes and couldn't look any further.

She held Ivan's right arm and carefully followed him forward.

Hermione also held Ivan's left hand, and although she did not close her eyes, her palms were covered in sweat.

In the face of these terrible murals, let's not say that little wizards like them, even evil dark wizards, will panic when they come here, and lament how evil a person or magic can be.

“Let's go!” There's no need to look at one piece at a time, "Ivan said." We're not going to use this magic. ”

“Hmm.” Hermione nodded and could feel the heavy breathing, “I've never seen such black magic, no, I never even thought about it, this despicable Helbo, how the hell could he have invented this magic with madness and evil? ”

“After all, he is by far the most powerful and influential black wizard known, the last ancient magician, the founder of the modern dark magic system.” Ivan said, noting Hermione's expression, "Well, if I were to say, his head is definitely not normal, look at the other two magics that we know he invented, where would a normal person have thought to split his soul into soul pieces to make a soul apparatus, or lay an egg with a magic rooster and let a toad hatch it into a snake monster? ”

Don't say that normal people are psychopathic wizards, and I'm afraid I can't think of this fantastic idea.

To be a dark wizard like Voldemort, you just have to be cruel and powerful enough.

But to be a dark wizard like the despicable Hailborough, you need enough imagination at the same time.

At least in Ivan's view, this amazing dark magic is hard to create.

The mural is coming to an end, and this is something Ivan hadn't seen before.

The pyramid reappeared, despicable Hailbo standing at the top of the altar, holding something like a scepter in his hand raised high, the previously collected human soul slowly spinning in mid-air, forming a circular swirl, flashing with silver light.

As Ivan's eyes moved there, the vortex seemed to really spin faster and faster.

In the swirl, the soul cried, roared, twisted, screamed...

You can feel their pain and unwillingness, but it's useless, and under the control of despicable Hailbo, the soul is slowly focused on the circular object in front of the altar, which seems to be a chrysalis, with countless souls spinning around it.

The puff, the puff, the puff starts to beat, like a heart.

In the final image, Hailbau disappeared, leaving only this chrysalis at the top of the pyramid altar.

On the side, it's a line of small words.

Between reality and illusion, immortality is about to be born.

The sun will eventually set and the holy light will be extinguished, and only darkness and sleep will be eternal.

You can go to sleep only if you give up your life, and you can learn the secret of tranquillity between illusions.

In your sleep, tormented souls scream silently, and they grab you close and tight.

You feel cold and lonely, despair and madness spreading, and you will all end up alone.

That great being, it stands right behind you, don't move, don't breathe.

Spread your arms and embrace it, dedicate your soul, and eventually you will be equally immortal.

“What do these words mean?” Hermione looks at the words on the last mural, "it doesn't look like a spell. ”

“Perhaps it's a final reminder to complete this magic.” Evan pondered, "Looks like before you become a terrible evil god, you have to give up your life and give your soul to enter a strange space before you can become immortal. ”

“This is crazy! ”

“True, but that's what Voldemort needs to deal with, and we need to think about how to destroy him.” Ivan said.

Abandoning life and dedicating your soul will make the ultimate integration possible.

The last recorded spell, if it works, can help a soul like Riddle acquire an entity.

The three accelerated their steps, and after the mural was finished, the tunnel stretched forward and into a room, and the walls on the four sides of the room were also full of colored murals, but the main character was replaced by Saracha? Slytherin himself.

On the mural, Slytherin is fighting that terrible evil god, using a lot of magic.

When you look at this familiar picture, Evan's first reaction is to raise his head.

The eyeball monster was on top of the roof and attacked Ivan mentally.

Makes his heart palpitate, luckily the Eye Monster doesn't have much physical attack power.

Ivan lifted his head and relieved himself heavily, with nothing on it.

“What's the matter?” Hermione looked at him strangely.

“Nothing!” Ivan shook his head, holding the breath steady, "Almost there, we...”

He wasn't finished, and Elaine suddenly fell down beside him.