Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“Sell?! How could I do that? I would never sell it.” Ron said, "I just want to convert it to gold so I can know exactly what it's worth, you know what I mean? You're the expert on this, Evan, and help me estimate the price, you know, I rarely come into contact with this kind of precious magic item. ”

“If I were to bid, I would give 10,000 gold gallons for this lights out!” Ivan put it bluntly, trying to enter magic into the demonic statue in his hand, "Of course, no one would sell it at this price, so it's just a theoretical price, and Dumbledore put it...”

What was said later, Ivan couldn't remember.

As his magic moves into the statue of the Evil God, he feels that his mind also flows out of his body, following his magic into it.

At this moment, his mind, his soul, his senses, everything and his magic blend together.

Ivan's magic carried these things from the most one-eyed position inside the statue, passing through the statue of the Evil God, as if he had been stuffed into a narrow rubber tube and pressured from all directions to squeeze him.

He is driven by magic and flows forward like liquid along a pipeline that does not exist.

Forward, forward!

Ivan is really getting into the statue, and the pressure is getting stronger!

Just as he was about to catch his breath, his eyes were open and the pressure disappeared, and he went through the statue of the Evil God into it.

Inside the statue is a world of fog, a white fog that hides everything from the end.

Evan's magic forms a golden curved trajectory that stretches deeper over the fog along a predetermined trajectory.

Thoughts followed the magic as they went deeper, Ivan curiously gauged the surroundings.

The surrounding space, though monotonous, is full of mysteries, such as dreams, reality and illusion, present at the same time at this moment, kind of like the feeling of awakening in a sleep, Ivan can feel his body, hear Ron on the bed next to him talking, but his consciousness is immersed in the misty illusion in front of him.

He can feel something hidden in the deepest fog?

Ivan wanted to go deeper into it and explore it carefully, but at this point, the whole world began to shake violently and his mind returned to reality.

Ivan opened his eyes and saw Ron shaking his body hard in front of him.

“Stop shaking, Ron! ”

“Are you all right, Evan?” Ron asked nervously, "You were wrong, I was asking you how much the double snake wand and Gryffindor sword were worth, but you didn't answer, it seemed like you were asleep, I thought you were asleep at first, but I turned around and saw this statue in your hand glowing... I just realized something was wrong, I really don't know what to do, if you don't wake up again, I'll scream, thank God you're awake, didn't I... what did that black witch become monster do to you?! ”

Ivan feels very heavy right now because he's used to that nasty state.

He just felt dizzy for a moment, a little nauseous.

Ron's voice buzzed straight into his ear, and it felt a little like discomfort after the phantom appeared.

Ron was still there describing the sobriety, Ivan shook his head, sat up, raised his voice, and said, "I'm fine, Ron, not the vile Hellboy, I was just trying to gather magic on the statue, and I found it connected to a strange space, and my mind went in there with magic. ”

“You said there was a strange space in this statue? What's in it? ”

“Nothing but fog!” Ivan stares at the statue in his hand, muttering, “I think... this statue... can cross space directly. ”

“What are you talking about? How can I not understand..."

Ron paused furiously and squeaked downstairs.

“What's that sound? ”

“It's probably Charlie, sneaking his hair out while his mom's asleep.” Ron uncertainly said that he looked up into the courtyard outside the window and looked nervous, "that's all. Why hasn't Harry come back yet? ”

Ivan also looked up and in the pitch black night, the tent in the garden emitted a faint orange light.

Just as he was about to retract his gaze, a sudden shadow shook and someone came out of the darkness and walked up to the tent.

Strange, who sees you come to live here at this time?!

“Look, Ivan, who's here!” Ron said, rushing to the window, "It's Lupin. What's he doing here so late? ”

“Maybe there's something going on.” Ivan said he also saw the visitors.

Lupin looked serious, which was a bit strange indeed.

Evan suddenly has a bad feeling that something really happened.

Lupin went into Sirius' tent and soon Harry was thrown out of it.

He seems to be protesting something with Sirius and Lupin.

“Let's go down and see!” Evan said, put away the Evil God statue.

“No, we're gonna wake Mom up in these footsteps.” Ron said, "Believe me, if she finds out we haven't slept at this point, she'll definitely be tempered to run around outside. The groom's mother brutally killed five people, which would make the whole wedding a bit of a mess..."

“Stop it, Ron, go this way, Mrs. Weasley won't find out.” Ivan said he opened the window and jumped straight out.

Ron looked at him surprised, his mouth wide open.

The three men who were arguing in the garden also heard, staring down at Ivan from the sky.

In the air, Ivan fell straight down.

He swung his wand sharply, his body floating out in an arc and steadily landed next to Harry.

“This hand flotation is beautiful, Evan!” Sirius praised.

“Thank you, what happened? ”

“It doesn't matter..." Lupin hesitated for a moment and went on to say, "Well, it's nothing to tell you, it's Skringer, and we got the news that he called all the arrogants after leaving his slums and returning to the Ministry of Magic this afternoon, and he's working on a plan to attack Malfoy Manor, which he plans to do tomorrow morning. ”

“Scrimgeour intends to fight Voldemort!” Harry said surprisingly.

“He seemed to have that idea. ”

“Well, he's finally not going to stand still.” Sirius snorted heavily.

“But in the face of Voldemort, the Ministry of Magic has no chance of winning.” Ivan frowned and said, "Skringer knows that very well. Why would he do that? ”

“Who knows, maybe he's crazy! Or what inspired you here this afternoon! ”

“What did you say this afternoon? I heard Sklinger sent you Dumbledore relics. Is there something in there?” asked Lupin.