Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Oh, is it collapsed here?"

Through the passage hidden in the painting in the gallery, Maca finally came to the dark hall of the underground black market.And as soon as he entered, he saw the dumped stone pillars, damaged walls, and broken bricks scattered everywhere.

Of course, due to the fog, he still couldn't see that far, so that there was no way to confirm the extent of the damage to the originally crowded working hall.

However, just like the gallery outside the passage, the dark spirit pavilion, which seemed to be crumbling everywhere, obviously had traces of fairy magic.Therefore, although the scenes he saw were real and not illusions, most of them were actually made by the fairies themselves.

So, where are those fairies who love to play tricks now hiding?

Thinking of this, Maca suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the counter inside-although the counter located in the innermost hall is not visible here, Maca still remembers that in fact, there is a whole row over there. .

And in the passage behind the counter, is the entrance to the underground vault of the Dark Ling Pavilion... and that is naturally the only exit.

He stood there thinking for a moment, then turned and walked over there.

"What I felt when I passed the tunnel just now...that should be detection magic, right? From this point of view, the fairies should know if Hermione and the others have been here."

This underground black market occupies a lot of land, and the terrain is particularly complex.Looking for someone here is actually not much easier than finding someone in London above.

Therefore, in order not to waste too much time, Maca decided to ask the fairies.

"...I hope those guys can cooperate a little bit!"

It must be said that he did not expect that he would have another day to visit the Dark Ling Pavilion vault.

I thought that in order to bring people into sneak in, he was deformed by Animagus and drank compound decoction, which took a lot of work.

But today, the counter, which was originally almost completely enclosed, seems to have just been looted, and a considerable hole has been broken in the middle.Not to mention him, even if Hagrid comes over, I am afraid he can walk in without even bending his waist.

After crossing the counter, Maca walked deep along the central main corridor.

It can be seen that the destruction of the Dark Spirit Pavilion by the fairies is still very thorough.Even the conveying passages extending in all directions in the counter have been blocked by at least a half of the collapsed bricks. Even if there are still those that have not collapsed, the walls of those passages are covered with scary cracks.

However, blocking these passages does not actually make much sense in itself, because those passages lead to various trading booths, and they are usually used to transport large quantities or large items to and from the fairies.

Therefore, the fairies also collapsed part of them by the way, entirely to cover up the ruins in the deepest part of the main passage.

When Maca reached the end of the main passage, he found that the entrance to the vault had been completely covered by bricks.Just standing here, you can't even imagine the original appearance in front, because besides the stone, it is still stone.

"Thank you for the trouble—"

While uttering these words casually, Maca stretched out his staff and waved it slightly.Suddenly, the piles of large and small rocks in front of him were tumbling from the middle to the sides, revealing a huge circular metal cover embedded on the ground.

What's worth mentioning is that the whole thing is covered with a thick layer of gold, which perfectly highlights the vulgar and greedy hobby of the fairies.

When Maca came back, the metal lid was still open, because at that time the Dark Spirit Pavilion was still in business, and many goblins came and went here.

But now, the only entrance has been completely covered by a heavy metal cover, and a large amount of magic has been applied to it.

That's right, there is not only the magic of fairies but also the magic of wizards on this lid-Maca even saw a circle of ancient magic inscriptions on the edge of the metal lid.

Obviously, the age when this thing was cast may be some years away from today.

But when Maca saw the circle of inscriptions, he couldn't help but curl up his mouth slightly, revealing a subtle smile.

I have to say that this big lid is still quite difficult to deal with.If Maca had to go hard today, maybe he wouldn't consider competing with this heavy-duty pile of protection.

Compared with this "standard entrance", he would rather start to dig the floor next to it-although the floor also has magic attached, and the stone is obviously unusual, it is at least easier than having to live with this golden king eight shell too much.

However, when there is an extra circle of inscriptions on the lid, everything is different.

"Dangdang--"

Maca tapped the gilded iron tuo hard on the end of his staff, and then used the sound reinforcement spell to speak loudly:

"Hey! I know you are hiding inside... If you don't want me to remove this big lid, just open the door for me! I ask two questions and leave!"

In order to allow the sound to penetrate as far as possible, Maca also deliberately constrained the amplified sounds of the sound reinforcement spell, so that they all concentrated towards the underground.

However, even though Maca could feel that there were several sources of magic power walking down his feet, and one of them quickly left after he shouted twice, the big lid still didn't mean to open at all.

"If you wait any longer, you might as well just go find someone."

A few minutes is enough time for the principal of the Dark Ling Pavilion to know about this.And since there hasn't been the slightest movement so far, it shows that those fairies obviously intend to lie down and treat them as "not at home".

Shaking his head slightly, Maca turned his staff upside down and walked along the metal cover for a whole week.As he walked, he held the staff against the circle of inscriptions and chose several places.

After doing this, he immediately backed away a few steps, and then slammed his wand to look at the ancient magic texts that were lit up by him.

The next moment, I felt a sudden shock under my feet, and then I saw that the floor around the big iron cover burst into a lot of fine cracks.

It can be seen that the big golden lid is slowly but unwaveringly rising.That power was so powerful that even the ground that was also accompanied by magic was abruptly cracked.

"Oh! It seems that the ancestors of this group of fairies are really willing to pay for the capital... The magic power stored in this big lid has far exceeded Voldemort's Horcrux?"

This cannot be helped by Maca's surprise, because if there is not such a huge magic reserve to provide energy, his changes to the inscription rules will not cause the big lid to break through the ground and rise up.

Originally, he planned to help him out by himself!Now he can save even this energy, he just needs to stand by and watch the show.

Not long after, I heard a chaotic sound of "ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, banging,". As the big iron lid continued to rise, the stones that were brought up suddenly rolled into the entrance of the vault that was gradually opened.

Immediately, Maca heard several screams of goblins from below-probably a few unlucky guys were hit by falling rocks.

He raised his head and glanced at the big iron lid that was still rising and had begun to hard-top the second floor. Then he took a step forward and jumped down from the circular entrance and stepped on magic The book flew into the vault.

And that is, not long after he entered, the metal cover that had just cracked the upper slab seemed to suddenly lose the power to rise, and fell back suddenly.

"boom--"

Accompanied by a loud sound of a heavy object falling, the big lid almost returned to its original position almost exactly, but it was obviously lower than before.And those inscriptions that were lit by Maca had already dimmed again.

This is not because the magic power is exhausted-there is still more there!This is just because Maca’s temporary changes to the inscription have been silently and automatically lifted...

Probably it will be more than ten minutes later!On the street outside the main entrance of the Dark Ling Pavilion, a carriage almost identical to the one Hermione and the others encountered suddenly stopped at the door, and then two figures walked out of the carriage.

"Master Norman, go in first! I'll put the carriage away first and then come back--"

"Ok."

Although he was called the "Young Master", that figure was obviously no longer young, and even slightly pale on his temples.

However, because his father always occupies the seat of the head of the house, he, a man who is nearly half a century old, still has to be called "Young Master."This feeling somewhat made him feel a bit ironic.

"The goblins in the Dark Ling Pavilion slipped fast enough," Norman slightly raised his head, glanced at the building in front of him, and said softly, "I don't know where they all ran to take refuge... Is it Gulin Pavilion? ?"

"Well... you are a fairy, shrewd enough, and immediately fled this ruined place as soon as they felt something was wrong... I hope they can survive this catastrophe without incident!"

From his vicissitudes-worn face, it can be seen that his usual life is not very good.Not to mention eating, drinking, housing, at least the pressure is certainly not small.

But even so, he still has this idle mind to worry about the goblin.

Of course, he must have no time to think more now.After the veteran family steward behind him was cleaned up, the two of them entered the Dark Ling Pavilion lobby, ran straight to the passage and left the underground black market.

From the beginning to the end, neither of them noticed that a lot of changes had taken place in the deep hall of the Dark Ling Pavilion.

...

In this day when everyone seems to be busy, only one person feels very free.Needless to say, this man is obviously Harry who knows almost nothing about the outside world.

After Kingsley left, he wandered around the castle again, seeming to want to see if he was really the only one left in the school.

The result of "patrolling" everywhere was obvious-there were a lot of spiders in the castle right now, but he could not find anyone except himself.

"Password."

"Madam, do you think it is necessary to say a password? I think you know that, now there is no one else in the school except me..."

Harry stood outside the Gryffindor common room, looking at the portrait of the fat lady who was guarding the door from him, his face was helpless.

"...No, it's not just people!" Before the fat lady could answer, he couldn't help but continue, "There are no more things that look like'people'. Only a magical portrait like you, Madame, can be with me. say something!"

It seemed that Harry was thinking of the ghosts that were everywhere in the past, but now that they can't be found.

"Oh! Poor Mr. Potter!" The fat lady raised the glass to Harry, the red wine swayed in the glass, "I can understand your mood, after all, I also had a piece of At the end of the second floor, I couldn’t see anyone alone during that time, which made me worry about buying drunk every day..."

As she was talking, she twisted her lips, which were more red than red wine, and said:

"But you said something wrong-you have to talk about people who look like people in school, but there is also a Pepi ghost! He has not been doing well these days. If you feel lonely alone, Maybe you can go and see it... well, although I think it's better to ignore it!"