Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

The distortion of light becomes illusory and regroups into reality.

When Ivan's feet landed on solid ground again, he had returned to the ruins of the sun a month earlier.

The bright fire disperses the light around the darkness, and the platform is full of people.

He blinked, some trance, and the lively scene contrasted sharply with the ruins just now.

Ivan stood alone in the corner of the platform with a wand, looking silly, but no one noticed his sudden appearance.

There was noisy noise on the platform, and adventurers and alchemists were all excited to talk about it.

“Have you heard the news? Is it true? ”

“Hard to say, thousands of alchemists have been studying it for a month without results. Can the Italian witch be that powerful? ”

“There was no loss, I was going to give up returning home. If they could really crack the organs on the obelisk, we could follow them in. I heard that the core area of the Sun Ruins is Ramesses II's treasure trove...”

“Yes, there are countless gold and precious ancient Egyptian antiquities. ”

“What are these? Someone found them in the data. There is a more important treasure hidden in the ruins of the sun...”

People poured into the room where the obelisk was located, and Ivan listened for a while and quickly figured out what they were saying.

It's not complicated, Rafael, the fairy who fought with the bell pendulum three days ago, his excavation team announced, has successfully cracked the alchemy organ on the obelisk, will be used today to open the entrance to the core area of the relic.

Everyone is ready to go and watch and see what they do.

Of course, a lot of wizards have the idea of splitting a cup while they can.

“Rafael's excavation team?” Ivan remembers Elena telling him that the black wizard of the crow's claw broke the magic.

Did those black wizards hide in that excavation team?

Are those wizards from Italy? The witch said at the time that she had mastered the key to cracking the machine.

Anyway, it's not too late, and he follows the flow into the secret room.

According to information received from Elena, the demon was summoned today, about a dozen minutes later.

The secret room is already packed with wizards, and many are eagerly looking at the three pointers in the center.

Once cracking successfully opens the path to the core location of the relic, they are all ready to rush in at the first moment.

Seeing the greed on these guys' faces, Ivan whispered.

They are afraid that they will not wait for a treasure, and that a mighty demon will come.

He looked around and saw alchemists from all over the world in the crowd.

He also went to hear their speeches, all of whom were on the missing persons list a month later.

Soon, Ivan found Rawiye, and she and the pendulum and the rest of the team stood next to the moonstone.

“Evan!” Rawiye immediately saw Ivan squeezing herself from the crowd, and she hurried up, "God, it's really you. Where have you been for over a month? I went to dig area 3 to find you, but you are not in that secret room, the magic inside is gone, no one will see you...”

“I sent Hermione a letter telling him about your disappearance, but strangely, she didn't respond at all.” Rawiye went on to say, "I was just thinking, when things were over here, get some more help with the pendulum, and he didn't agree, but I told him that you might have found a new secret, that he hadn't competed here for Rafael, and that he wanted to find new areas and discoveries. By the way, we took over the excavation for that room in Horus! ”

“I know that your letter to Hermione was delayed, but fortunately it was.” Ivan said, "Listen, Rawiye, here...”

Instead of going on, he looked at the magic altar in its central position.

At the magic altar in the center of the three rooms, the fairy Lafleur and the Italian witch stood there.

As soon as Ivan entered the room, the magic had begun.

The gray-haired witch waved her wand, and a spell letter appeared empty, and the red light rose from the altar of magic.

“They really did it!” Rawiye could not believe that he also turned his head to the altar, which was bright with red light.

As you can see, the red viscous liquid pours out from the end of the witch's wand, constantly pouring it onto the altar.

“Eh, what liquid did she fill into the altar? Why would it fit in? ”

“It's blood!” Ivan whispered, "She's summoning it, and the devil is coming! ”

“What?” Lavier kind of didn't understand what Ivan was saying.

Silently, the room began to echo one of its strange sounds of blood flow and pulse beating, as well as the sound of swallowing.

Wizards looked up and looked around aimlessly to find out where the sound was coming from.

Blinking, the three obelisks also began to change.

“Look at the Sun Spire!” Some screamed, their eyes all turned to the sun's obelisk.

On the Sun's pinnacle, those columnar red crystals glow brightly.

Under the influence of magic, blood constantly pours into the square pointer, slightly upward, and the square pointer gradually turns into blood red.

Red weird, red demon evil, makes people feel uncomfortable.

It's like a giant container filled a little bit, and eventually all the sun markers at the top of the obelisk turn red.

A crisp noise, as if something had been opened.

Like the real Sun, the Jade Stone Sun Marker begins to glow, blood-red glow, illuminating the entire Chamber.

The torch is useless, and everything inside the Chamber has turned red.

Under the colour of blood, the feeling of oppression grew stronger.

No one spoke, and the conversation slowly stopped.

Wizards looked at the bloody sun, the atmosphere was repressed terribly, as if dead people were dead.

“How weird!” Rawiye muttered, “What kind of magic is this? ”

Almost simultaneously with the completion of the Sun Spire, the Moon Spire Spire is filled with blood.

The next second, the sun and moon shine together, the demonic blood-red sun and moon shine together, and the atmosphere becomes more and more concentrated.

A lot of wizards don't feel right. Is this like a black magic?

They retreated quietly and a number of people were ready to turn around and flee before leaving the room.

But it was too late, and the witch standing at the central magic altar suddenly burst into a terrible laugh.

I don't know where the pulse beating sounds are getting stronger and stronger, accompanied by the witch's ghost scream, which peaks the strange atmosphere of the scene, and leaves a deep impression on everyone. At this time, as long as the spirit is still normal, the witch knows there is a problem...