Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

If it is a freshly unearthed thousand-year cultural relic, whether it is an archaeologist in the Muggle world or a relic investigator in the magic world, it will probably be ecstatic.

But if that cultural relic is alive... Honestly, I'm afraid everyone will be shocked.

Right now, Ensi was scared, and it was really scared.After all, being able to make such a big noise under that giant stone stele would never be a good thing.

He, a first-year student who sneaked out of Hogwarts, would have gained something here. The next thing he should consider is how to slip back safe and sound.

"If I can go back to school alive, I will admit any punishment, Xiaoye."

Ens rode a flying broomstick, lowered his body and moved quickly along the nearly straight central tomb.The surrounding tomb walls were trembling constantly, and the fine gravel and dust fell in waves, making him almost unable to open his eyes.

But he didn't know if it was an illusion. He always felt that the oppressive feeling behind him did not disappear at all because of the rapid distance. Instead, there was a growing trend.

"Wow--"

Suddenly, a strong force rushed from behind Ensi, knocking him directly off the broom.

The fall made him really serious. After planting a flying broomstick on one end, he slid far away on the ground of the tomb passage.

Although he only felt that his whole body was hot and painful, and it was obvious that the skin was worn everywhere, he couldn't help but gratefully-at least there weren't too many obstacles in this tomb passage, otherwise he would scratch something. Things, I'm afraid it's not just a simple matter of bruising.

However, now is not the time to feel relieved, it is better to say that the danger is already at hand.

Before he could think about it, Ensi could only endure the pain and quickly stood up.His only thought at the moment was to get away from here immediately, no matter what it was just now, it was obviously not a good sign.

But before Ensi's hands that propped up his upper body were off the ground, a piece of black robes suddenly appeared in front of him.

This sudden unknown character made Ensi stiffen all over his body.Although he didn't feel any pressure from the other party at all, as if just an ordinary person passing by him, he was generally ordinary, but his instinct told him-it is best not to move!

I don't know when, the shock in the depths of the underground palace suddenly disappeared, as if the whole world had calmed down at this moment.

And at this moment, a particularly low and vicissitudes voice suddenly sounded, and Ensi couldn't help his heart beating.He heard it, and the other party said something, but he didn't even understand a word.

If the language can be communicated, he might be able to figure out the possibility of survival from this person's words, and maybe even think of ways to create some hope of escape for himself.

But if there is no dialogue at all, the situation will obviously get worse.

"What to do? What to do? What to do……"

The strong will to survive makes Ens unable to stop thinking for a moment.Even he himself understood that the guy who was crushed by Salazar Slytherin under the stele was definitely some kind of desperate existence.

"do not move."

Suddenly, another voice passed by Ensi's ear.The voice is undoubtedly familiar, but he has no time to think.

Because, at the moment he heard the sound, an extremely icy blue-white beam of light passed directly above him, and penetrated the figure standing in front of him without mercy.And then, the beam of light was exhausted, and then fell on the stone wall of the tomb behind the figure, completely covering the large areas of masonry with a layer of crystal clear hoarfrost.

In the next second, a force accurately "grabbed" Ensi's back collar and pulled Ensi back, who was still kneeling on the ground and dared not move.

When Ens was stunned to find that his feet had touched the floor tiles of the tomb passage, he subconsciously looked to his side in front of him-it was a figure that didn't appear to be very tall, but at this moment, it was stronger than anything else. The majestic figure must make people feel at ease and reliable.

"McLean...Professor?" Ensi said in a daze, "You... the blue and white light just now... what kind of curse is that?"

That's right, Maca, who was aware of the changes in the distant mountains, finally arrived-although he could not be said to be very timely.

To Ensi's surprise and surprise, Maca didn't even look back.

"Don't relax, I didn't even hurt a single hair of that guy with that blow."

Hearing this, Ensi couldn't help but glance to the place just now.And it was this look that made him discover... the original figure of the man was slowly becoming distorted, and after several slight jitters and shaking, the figure gradually disappeared in place.

"That's also a magical image?" Ensi widened his eyes and looked deeper into the tomb passage, as if he wanted to find the person's true location.

"That's not necessarily—" Maca stared at the front, holding the staff in his right hand tightly in his palm, while his left hand handed the key to Hogwarts back to Ens behind him, "hold this."

Although Maca wanted to ask this kid carefully at this moment, it was obviously impossible for the "person" who still existed somewhere to give him time to understand the situation.Therefore, after giving Ens casually, he suddenly moved his gaze to a position not far from the right.

There is nothing there, at least Ens at the back looks like this.But he also knew that with Macana's strength and experience far surpassing him, his words and deeds should have a solid basis.

In the next moment, the facts quickly proved Ens's guess.

"Hailbo?"

Maca, who was standing in front, called in the direction he was looking at and called out in an unusually calm manner.The syllable of this vocabulary, Ensi is somewhat familiar, even if Maca uses an ancient language that he does not know.

"Well?"

When Maca's words fell slightly, accompanied by a low groan that sounded from the clearing, the figure just now also appeared on the initiative.

"Humph... young man, we finally meet."

Although the other party did not respond positively, Maca knew that this old wizard with a black rimmed robe and white beard and hair was obviously the ancient black wizard who is still notorious today, known as "Despicable Haier". Wave guy.

This old guy was initially active even much earlier than the four founders of Hogwarts. According to the few data records, he seemed to be born in ancient Greece before Christ.

However, as the sorcerer who invented the terrible black magic props such as the "horcrux", he abruptly separated him from death for more than two thousand years.Maybe Slytherin tried to kill him, but it obviously failed, so he could only be pressed under the Bewitching Monument until today.

Of course, in terms of what happened to Ens, Salazar Slytherin seemed to have left some methods to calculate Helbo, but due to many omissions, it was still a miss.

For the time being, Maca didn't know much about Slytherin, but this did not prevent him from getting a rough understanding of the old monster who was standing opposite him.

"Yes!" Maca looked at each other and said, "I finally met."

He had already guessed the possibility that Helbo was still alive, but he really didn't want to meet this guy.If possible, he felt that this product should be crushed to the ground under the Bewitching Monument, and it would be most comfortable to never get out.

In terms of Maca's theory that "the longer the age, the stronger the wizard's strength" is concerned, it is hard to imagine the strength of such an old and undead fellow like Helbo.

He will not be presumptuous, but he has always used the worst assumptions to predict the occurrence of events. He needs to be cautious about what to do next.

While Maca calmly responded, Haierbo looked at Maca with interest.He didn't even worry that Maca was not far from him, and he glanced back at the frost-colored ice crystal that had condensed from the cooling rules.

"The power of the first level rule," Haierbo stroked his pale long beard and nodded slightly, "Good control... It can be seen that you have put a lot of effort on the level of understanding."

After admiring Maca, he picked up the same pale eyebrows, more or less with emotion.

"Unexpectedly, I thought that the wizard's research on the'essence of magic' would continue to regress over time, replacing it with a rough but more reliable'form'..."

"In other words, I have been lying under the stone stele for nearly a thousand years, but the ideal era of'magic popularization' has become more and more distant?"

At this point, Haierbo paused for a moment, then chuckled lightly:

"Merlin, the arrogant boy, said he wanted me to see the absolute popularity of magic with my own eyes. For this reason, he ran to show the magic to ordinary people, but he was clapped by the little girl named Vivian Among..."

From Haierbo's words, Maca suddenly gained a lot of information.However, he didn't want to know about Merlin's deeds, after all, it didn't seem to have much to do with him.

However, the word "magic popularization" really confirmed his many speculations too much.

Talking about the mysteries of magic with the old guy who has lived for so long is undoubtedly the luck that many wizards dream of, but if the other party is a completely dark wizard, then things are completely different.

Maca shook his head, and didn't want to correct Helbo's speculation. These were all irrelevant things.He wanted to know now what the old immortal guy would want to do next.

If he could, he didn't want to be hostile to it easily-although this might have been a luxury.

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