Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

What's under the water?!

Ivan looked down at the calm lake, his gaze quickly lost in the milky white lake water, and he couldn't see anything clearly. If there was a white fog under the water, he blocked his gaze, but his consciousness and perception could feel that there was something down there.

That thing also seemed to feel Ivan's gaze, and it was floating up quickly.

Closer and closer, closer to the lake...

On Ivan's left, Harry also looked at the lake and didn't feel anything approaching.

In fact, he didn't see anything but white.

Harry didn't feel unusual either, but since Dumbledore said there was something under the water, there must be something.

He stares at the lake and thinks of things like water monsters, water demons, water ghosts, giant pythons and ghosts.

Of course, it could be worse, that evil monster with tentacles...

Honestly, Harry's a little confused.

What is this strange creature they are now entering inside?

He previously thought it was the Evil Brain, because Ivan and Hermione told him that Salazar Slytherin had broken down into three parts an evil autopsy transformed from a dark wizard's despicable Hailbau, and that they had destroyed the eyes and body parts, respectively, in their past adventures, and the rest was the brain.

But no matter what Harry thinks, this strange creature doesn't look like a brain.

The simplest idea, they can't just walk around in the evil god's brain, can they?!

No creature's brain has this function, even the Evil God.

And these lakes, Dumbledore said, are the purest energy transformed by positive emotions, but the situation is still water.

If this is the Evil God's brain, there is so much water in his head...

The evil god with the brain in the water!

Harry, neither the evil god nor the despicable Hailbo, could understand, but he could not imagine a dark magic creature transformed by a dark wizard with a lot of water in his head, and he turned around and looked back at Dumbledore for an explanation.

But Dumbledore didn't seem in a hurry to explain, he was waiting for Ivan.

As for Ivan, things don't seem right right right now...

In fact, as Harry thought, Ivan did go into some strange state.

Everything around him vanished from sight, leaving nothing but a white lake in front of him.

While he was staring at the lake, a pair of eyes were also staring at him.

Is it the nearby creature, the Evil God?!

The feeling of being watched grew stronger and stronger, and he seemed to see something...

Ivan took a step forward and wanted to see more clearly.

That thing was getting closer and closer, and it was staring at Ivan standing by the water, staring at him dead.

The next second, something starts calling Ivan under the lake and talking to him again.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Is that the voice of the Evil God?

No, it's not!

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Is that a mermaid singing?

No, not at all!

The rhythm was a bit monotonous, kind of like the sound of a tentacle paddling across the water.

Ivan couldn't tell, and he went one step closer, but his voice stopped.

Grunting, the water boiling, a shadow flashing past.

That thing beneath the water was moving too fast, Ivan didn't see it at all. He thought he seemed to see a lot of tentacles, but he wasn't sure...

And just when he was wondering, wow, that shadow was swiftly crossing the lake again.

This time, in the shadow of a quick stroke, Ivan saw a dark red.

Suddenly, the creepy sensation of oil appeared.

As if falling into the water, Ivan struggled in the vortex, sweating all over his body, instantly becoming cold from his head to his toes.

It's that monster's eye!

It's staring at Evan!

Right under the lake, less than a foot from him.

Being watched by it, Ivan couldn't move and fell into great fear.

This is not the kind of fear inflicted on him by the Evil God, but the other, from the fear of physical instincts.

While his body was stuck, the shadow appeared again.

Grunting, the water boils again.

The shadow became clearer and clearer, Evan could be sure that it was a red tentacle, the kind that attacked them just now, but it was thicker and scarier!

No, it's not an evil god, it's a horrible creature he hasn't seen.

In the blink of an eye, countless tentacles quickly rose from under the lake and attacked Ivan.

Ivan couldn't lift the wand, he was about to be torn to pieces!

Hiss, hiss!

The expected pain didn't arrive, and just as I touched Evan, two sharp voices rang out.

Suddenly, all tentacles become stiff at the same time, letting Ivan steeply turn down.

Blinking their eyes, they disappear and the lake water is blinded again.

The lake was brimming with silver and sparkling waves, and Ivan woke up violently. He regained control of his body and took two steps backwards. He was covered in cold sweat, his heart was palpitated to look at the white lake water, and he looked up at the distant double snake wand.

The hissing was the snake's voice, and the double snake wand saved him.

This powerful staff still floats calmly on the lake, unchanged, and the green python remained quietly wrapped around each other for two days, without opening their eyes, as if nothing had happened, only Ivan felt it all alone.

No, he's not the only one!

And Dumbledore whispered, “Evan, did you see that? ”

“See, Professor, what is that?” Ivan gasped.

“A very powerful magical creature, once thought to exist in mythical legends in the past. Dumbledore said," Now enslaved by the brains of despicable Hellborough, it is the biggest difficulty we need to solve. ”

“The Monster in Myth?!” Evan muttered, suddenly thinking.

Or what he looked for three years ago when he was searching for a giant, a book describing similar monsters.

No wonder he felt so familiar with the shadow he had just seen, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Hidden beneath this lake, the monster who was going to attack him was a giant demon in the North Sea!

North Sea Giant Demon!!!

It is a magical species unique to the North Sea, as well known as Cyclops, the sea demons of the Strait of Messina, and is present in the magical creatures of the Mythical Age.

The so-called North Sea Giant Monster is a terrible giant sea monster.

Legend has it that it usually lies at the bottom of the deep sea, occasionally surfacing, attacking past ships, symbolizing “distorted, entangled” organisms, synonymous with disaster. When it surfaces, some sailors mistakenly treat its body like an island, or even climb it and set up a camp there.

As a result, when it sinks, it is buried under the sea...