Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures Chapter 738: Old house and curse
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"Ivan, how are you going to find that monster?" Sirius asked, looking around with caution.
"Of course it's Apparition, we can't walk, just didn't do that just because I don't want others to know that I will Apparition." Ivan said, pulling Sirius to a remote corner where no one was, "Come on, I Pull you! "
His words just fell, and the two figures disappeared instantly, as if they had never appeared in that place.
A few seconds later, the two manifested themselves on a messy and desolate meadow.
Compared with the lively commercial block just now, the surroundings are generally silent, and the houses on both sides of the street are gloomy, and they look a thousand miles away.
The windows of some houses are broken, the lights are shining under the reflection of street lights, paint peels off on many doors, and the front door steps of several households are full of garbage.
In front of them is a very old big house, like the ancestral house of the Black family on the 12th of Grimmauld Place.
"Pureblood wizard(s) family!" Sirius said disdainfully, staring at a huge statue in the center of the courtyard.
It was a knight. He was holding up the sword in his hand. The label below is Duke of Burgundy bold Charlie.
This is the last independent Duke of Burgundy in history, and it is famous. It seems that the owner of the house should be his descendant.
To be honest, this old house looks very uncomfortable. Dirty walls, spooky windows, and the most creepy are the owl statues carved on the outer walls, they keep the imagination of ordinary people. Weird movements, watching the visitors silently.
The window of a bedroom on the third floor is broken and no one repairs it. It ’s like the most terrifying haunted house.
It should be the old mansion of Dijon ’s oldest pure-blooded wizard(s) family that the bar owner said. Not long ago, its last hostess was found dead in her room and brutally killed by the terrible Owl-man.
Ivan wondered for a while, why did the monster come here, and what does it have to do with this pure-blooded wizard(s) family? !
"I don't like this place!" Sirius whispered, "There is a strong evil in this house."
"I do n’t like it either, but the trace disappears here!" Ivan said, and took out wand(s), "This house has magical protection, blocking my sense of that monster. But it must be inside, we Go in and see ... "
He and Sirius walked in without knocking because the door was open.
The monster that just fled back seems to know that Ivan is chasing it, even the door is not closed, or that it is deliberately waiting for Ivan to come over.
On the ground, the the French Ministry of Magic seal was torn rudely and thrown into the hall, where it was covered with dust.
"Be careful!" Sirius said, the wand's tip glowed, "I walk ahead!"
Ivan nodded, followed Sirius across the threshold, and walked into the almost dark hallway.
He smelled a wet, gray smell, and a sweet rot, with a trace of blood ...
It's hard to imagine that there were people living in this house not long ago.
This place feels like an empty, abandoned house with a dilapidated interior, where things are thrown everywhere.
Maybe it was the damage caused by the previous Aurors who came to investigate, or it might have been the case.
In the shimmering light, Ivan produced a strange ominous feeling, as if they walked into a house that was about to die.
He can feel that anything is watching them, in the darkness that cannot be dispelled.
Under your feet, the carpet with polished and frayed lines is stepped on softly, which makes people uneasy and worried about when they will fall.
The two of them were careful, but nothing happened, and the monster didn't know where to go.
Through the long, dark hallway, Ivan saw a large glass cabinet in the living room with a huge owl specimen. He had never seen such a big owl ... ...
No matter from which angle, it can be clearly seen that the owner of this house has a soft spot for owls.
His eyes continued to move forward. The wall behind the cabinet was crooked with portraits that had been blackened by the age. The owner of the portrait did n’t know where to go, leaving only a row of empty Photo frame.
The square photo frame is like a coffin placed on the wall, holding the souls of the past.
The sides of the passage leading to the kitchen and dining room are full of crumpled heads of domestic little elf / pixie(s).
They are densely arranged together and look more than the Black family, a bit like the wall of the Hogwarts kitchen basement.
This looks really unpleasant. Imagine that during the meal, hundreds of domestic little elf / pixie(s) zombie heads are gruesomely facing you, and some of them are still covered with unknown, very disgusting liquid at first sight. .....
After walking through this passage, Ivan can hardly guarantee that he will have any appetite.
If the last owner of this house does not have a little elf / pixie(s) head collecting habit, it proves that the pure-blood wizard(s) family who once lived here is very prominent, has a long history, and has the ability to own dozens of house elves, which is in the pure-blood wizard(s) family. It is also quite rare.
Of course, this is all gone, and here is a big empty house.
"Where are we going?" Sirius stopped in front of the stairs and looked around. "I think it's better not to move separately."
"Upstairs, I want to see the room on the third floor first!" Ivan said, pointing up.
There is a murder scene. You may find something that others have n’t noticed, and know why the owl monster killed the owner here.
Ivan and Sirius walk up the dark stairs, avoiding some seemingly dangerous dark magic objects.
On the top floor, there is only one door. Sirius waved wand(s). The bedroom door handle automatically rotated and the door was opened.
Suddenly, the cold night breeze poured in, facing them, the big broken window, and the gray curtains fluttering in the wind.
Ivan smelled a pungent **** smell, mixed in the blowing wind, which was very uncomfortable.
Sirius walked in and stopped suddenly, "Ivan, you better not come in, you won't like it here."
"What's wrong?" Ivan followed into the room.
Then he saw that the room in front of him was covered with blood stains. On the ground, on the surrounding walls, and on the high ceiling, there are dark brown spots everywhere, exuding a **** taste and infinite fear ...
Imagine the situation at that time, that Owl-man is definitely a pervert.
It seems to use anything to smash the victim to pieces, and then toss her body in the room.
"This is what the monster did, and I witnessed it kill the poor old Mary in the most primitive and cruelest way, the last owner of this house, the last descendant of this ancient family." A voice The faint sounded, "I know, that is a curse. It wants to kill all the descendants of Duke of Burgundy. It wants to avenge. It wants everyone to die. Moreover, it does not end. The people of this family are dead. Immediately. It ’s your turn! "