Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy Chapter 331: Goat: I’m so scared

"The price?"

"Yes, the price." Dumbledore gestured with a knife, "If I'm not mistaken, it's blood."

"But..." Wright stretched out his hand with a weird expression and took a step forward.

He could see that the knife in Dumbledore's hand was the kind used by Hogwarts students in potions class. The daily use is to cut the roots of all daisies and squeeze sleepy beans. Liquid and powder for scraping unicorn horns has no other advantage, it is firmer and sharper.

Furthermore, Dumbledore is just Dumbledore, not the swordsman with the titles of Mislanda/Glyhama/Grey-robed Saint: Gandalf.

In the face of Wright's actions, Dumbledore just smiled slightly.

A bright silver light flashed, and a burst of red blood spurted out, and the surface of the stone wall was suddenly covered with shiny, dark red blood beads.

"I see your kindness, Wright." Dumbledore said, and he used the tip of the old magic wand to slowly stroke the deep wound in his palm. "Voldemort is still too low-level. Now, through the archway just now, I want the opponent to weaken himself before he can enter, but he still doesn’t understand that there are many things that are far more terrifying than physical damage."

"It's not..."

Without listening to Wright’s excuse, Dumbledore said to himself: "Also, the blood of young people is much more precious than that of my old fellow. You don’t need to waste your blood here."

"No, you may have misunderstood. I mean, we can let other things bear the price for us..."

"Huh?" Dumbledore didn't pay attention, and stuck his wand directly into the wound in his palm. The relieved expression on his face was immediately distorted, "hiss--"

The wound that was about to be completely healed, was directly opened by his action to a deeper and larger opening, and a drop of deep dark blood slid down to the ground along the rough palm lines.

This scene that looked painful caused the expression on Wright's face to follow Dumbledore and shrink into a ball tightly.

At this moment, the outline of the arch appeared again on the cave wall, but this time it did not disappear immediately. It seemed to perceive the rock covered with Dumbledore’s blood on the surface of the arch. The light on the arch flickered a few times.

After a few more seconds, the dark red rock suddenly disappeared with the arch. The door hole that was originally hidden behind it was exposed, and a dark piece of it seemed to hide endless darkness. And evil.

"Teacher, I don’t know what you think, but judging from the two things just now, you seem to be in a mood tonight." Wright hesitated for a while, trying to find a suitable adjective, "Yes One point, too exciting."

Dumbledore licked his wound silently, not only the physical injury on his palm, but also the mental injury in his heart.

"Such emotions have greatly affected your actions and caused you to commit so many low-level mistakes that you shouldn't have." Wright thought about the language, looking at Dumbledore sincerely, affectionately and affectionately. Said, "Before I come back, please don't act by yourself?"

Dumbledore glanced deep into the doorway, did not speak, but waved his hand tiredly, beckoning Wright to leave quickly.

"I will be back soon." With this sentence left, Wright rode on the flying broom and left the cave.

It didn't take much effort. About five minutes later, Wright appeared in the cave again, accompanied by him, and two trembling goats.

After all, not every sheep will have the experience of being hung in the sky and dragged to fly together.

To Wright's luck, Dumbledore was still standing there, not walking in alone.

"Wright, were you talking about goats?"

"Otherwise?" Wright asked back, "Do you think, teacher, I will catch one or two magical creatures? Or should I just go to Knockoff Alley and bring some scum and black wizards over?"

He jumped off the flying broomstick, and took the stubborn goat, whose legs were weak, towards Dumbledore, who was still standing there.

"I bought these two goats from Tom—Uh, not the Tom you thought, but Tom—the owner of the Broken Cauldron Bar." Wright tugged at the necks of the two goats. Rope, "I originally wanted to buy two rabbits, but no one in our country eats rabbits, and I can't find a suitable channel for a while. The rabbit pets sold in the magic pet store are almost a kind of magical creature. , So I just bought two ordinary goats. Although it’s a bit strange why boss Tom has live goats, he readily sold them to me."

"Bah~ah~" The two goats cried out as if they were gasping.

"Furthermore," Wright said again, "in the Middle Ages, rabbits and goats were both symbols of evil?"

"Huh? Is there such a legend in the ordinary people's world?" Dumbledore scratched his beard. As a symbol of desire and impurity~IndoMTL.com~ sometimes represents innocence or agility."

Actually you are right, Wright said quietly in his heart, I ignored cultural differences and wanted to play tricks.

"But goats," Dumbledore glanced at the two goats he was holding next to Wright. "I might be more familiar with them."

Yes, your brother Aberforth was once prosecuted for using magic on a goat. As for what he did that is angered by nature, against human relations, and across races, then he can’t And got it.

"Can I lead the way?" Wright asked Dumbledore politely.

Dumbledore stretched out his hand.

Wright led the two goats directly into the doorway. Dumbledore walked in with him behind him. The fluorescent light followed them closely, dispelling the darkness from the surrounding environment.

Behind the doorway, there is a very strange scene.

There are large and small, crooked translucent prisms everywhere here, and it is almost impossible to settle down. In order to avoid accidents with the two precious goats, Wright had to let them float in the air and walk with them.

After a while, Wright and Dumbledore and the two sheep walked to the end of the passage.

At this moment, they are standing on the shore of a large black lake. Across the fog and darkness, the already vast lake looks even more endless. You can't see where the other shore is, and you can't see the cave when you look up. top.

Far away, as if in the middle of the **** lake, a hazy, bleak green light shone, reflecting in the dead lake below.

The two goats seemed to be aware of the tragic fate they were about to usher in, and suddenly began to cry.

"Huh? Huh?"