Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

In the blink of an eye, the scenery is like a dream, the ultimate beauty.

Millions of magic particles weave together to glow like gemstones.

They drift in the air, giving everything around them a hazy colour.

As you breathe, magic enters the body, moisturized by magic from inside to outside, filled with energy from top to bottom.

It feels like no matter how much magic you use, you don't have to worry that the magic in your body is not enough, because it will be replenished at any time.

“Stand here and put your hands on the pendant box.” Riddle said, indicating that Ivan stood in front of the altar.

“Come on, Evan!” Elaine whispered that she was lying on the floor, opening her eyes to Ivan.

“We believe you!” Hermione hugged Ivan hard.

Dumbledore and Calesis did not speak, but they all looked at Ivan and watched him walk to the top of the altar.

Evan put his right hand over the pendant box, and a strange feeling poured into his body from his right hand, filled with magic between his eyes.

Undoubtedly, this feeling of momentary strength is wonderful at first.

Infinite magic, under its own command, seems to have everything under its control.

But with more and more magic pouring in and more pressure, Ivan has a feeling of expansion.

“What do we do now?” He looked at Riddle beside him.

“Spell to me!” Riddle said he opened his mouth and made a hissing noise.

“Wait, I don't understand what you're saying.” Evan interrupts each other, "does the spell have to be in the snake cavity? ”

“I think the use of the serpentine cavity is the least respect for Slytherin.” Riddle said, "If you can't really read it, there's no problem with normal speech, and in this magic the spell is not the most important thing, it's important that his statue feels your mind. ”

“Thought? ”

“Slytherin left part of his will in the statue to feel what you were thinking through the pendant box. Riddle impatiently said," As long as he knows you want to destroy the evil gods inside, the magic he left behind is activated. ”

“Then we speak well.” Ivan said.

“Hmm, now start praising Slytherin with me, he is the greatest wizard ever, he is...”

“Is that what you have to do?” Evan interrupted him again, "you just said," what's the point of complimenting Slytherin when you make the statue feel like I'm going to destroy the evil god?! ”

“This is respect for the great wizard.” Riddle said, "Since you don't want to do this, you can do it yourself. ”

He stopped talking and looked at Ivan with a smile.

Ivan blinked and tried to get rid of the evil god.

This gives him a strange feeling of entering religious places such as churches and praying for God's blessing.

A dozen seconds have passed and nothing has responded, apparently this “Slytherin” God has not heard his prayers.

Either they feel less devout, or they don't praise it the way Riddle did.

Seeing this, Riddle standing in front of Ivan became obviously proud.

Ivan ignored this guy, he had touched this magic before at the Eye Monster, and according to Riddle, just let Slytherin's will stay and feel his thoughts, knowing he was going to destroy that terrible monster.

He tried to think back at the time, that horrible eyeball monster kept talking to him, it was going to eat him...

The ground was shaking, massive cracks appeared over the rock walls, the heavens collapsed and the murals around them fell apart.

loud rumbling, rumbling sounds coming from the deepest depths of the ground, the elongated pupils tearing apart, huge eyes tearing from the middle.

Like the fiercest monster, it has an appalling vibe, with long, sharp fangs in the middle of two giant eyeballs, a dense row of barbs on the inside and dark purple folds, mucous membranes and endless darkness on the inside.

Deep darkness, never ending, can only be lost.

The eyeballs swayed and fell off the rocky walls of the ceiling.

They floated in the air, opening their bloody mouths and flying towards Ivan, who had lost all resistance.

Ivan tries to recall this feeling and further associates with the horrible evil god body he just saw.

That twisted, huge body, a body stacked with one of the scariest monster bodies, approached him with a force beyond imagination.

In the face of the terrible body of evil gods, mankind is undoubtedly small, and it is not helpful to master the power of strength.

Ivan doesn't know how to resist, and no spell can help in the face of this monster beyond understanding and common sense.

Close his eyes and wait for death may be the only option, but he is unwilling and he wants to resist.

Rebel!

Get close to everything you can to defeat each other and defend yourself.

Absolutely, Evan's magic poured out of his body and followed his right hand to the top of the pendant box.

The emeralds embedded on the Slytherin pendant box glow strongly and the surrounding inscriptions begin to appear in a dark golden colour.

With this colourful lining, the Slytherins' emblem is like a surviving snake.

It disengages from the pendant box and floats slowly in front of Evan's chest.

“Success!" Riddle said almost enthusiastically, "Great Salazar Slytherin! ”

The statue vibrated slightly and gradually developed a white halo.

Magic particles floating in the air quickly converge and are reabsorbed by the magic in the statue.

They are like fish migrating in the deep blue sea, spinning down at an extremely fast speed, and all the magic in space is drawn.

Silver, light green, golden red light clusters converge alongside Slytherin's statues and Evan, merging with the green mist emanating from the pendant box, and they gradually converge to form, with Salazar Slytherin's own fiction appearing in front of Evan.

The outline of the phantom is not clear, the light is distorted and his face cannot be seen clearly.

Ivan doesn't even think about seeing Slytherin right now. He feels like he's about to be squeezed out by magic!

Just now, the magic influx filled him with magic, with an unusually rich sense of collision;

Now that there is more magic in and around the body, this feeling is getting stronger and reaching the limits of Evan's body.

With just a little more, Ivan will be squeezed out by magic, like a balloon.

But the magic of saving the millennium is still pouring in, far beyond imagination and control.

With a bang, Ivan heard a balloon-like explosion in his body...

Something seemed to explode, Ivan wasn't sure if it was his own body.