Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy Chapter 332: Magic will always leave traces

Wright does not have the ability to communicate with animals, nor can he persuade the two goats to be quiet like a shepherd. He had to use a magic trick to make the sound of the goat follow him and Dumbledore thoroughly. Isolate.

"No sound and no interest."

A heavy white light flashed, and the two goats that had been screaming incessantly were completely immersed in their own world, and would no longer have any influence on others.

Wright noticed that although the effect of magic in this cave will not be reduced, their light will be absorbed by the completely thick darkness that cannot be removed, and it will become darker than usual. , It will also add some psychological pressure to those intruders that they should not have.

"Let's go first," Dumbledore said softly, "Don't step into the lake."

"I am very self-aware, my swimming ability is not strong, and I don't have superb swimming skills, and I don't know how to swim in the lake." Wright said pointedly.

Dumbledore looked over calmly.

Wright closed his mouth immediately.

The two and the two sheep began to walk along the lakeshore. The thick soles and rough hooves of the sheep stepped on the stone slabs on the shore, making a clear or heavy sound. The sound was brought back when it hit the rock wall. Drill into the ears.

"Wright, why did you choose to bring two sheep?" Dumbledore said suddenly, "I mean, why are there two?"

"Because I think the trap set up by Voldemort is not that simple," Wright, who had been paying attention to Dumbledore’s actions, replied immediately, "The more important reason is that you have committed twice just now. Something went wrong."

"Perhaps you have noticed that when we walked in just now, the arch at the entrance was completely closed." Taking a look at Dumbledore, Wright continued, "In other words, there is already There is a goat that must die here. Poor Sean."

"Sean?"

"Yeah, I just named one of the sheep, and the other is called Page." Wright said, "But it's a pity that Sean is just a goat, not a black-faced sheep. Or Suffolk sheep."

"I don't understand what you are saying." Dumbledore shook his head and said.

The two continued to walk forward with the sheep for a while, but the surrounding scene didn't seem to have changed. The rough rock cave wall was still on one side, and the black lake shining with mysterious green light on the other.

"Do we still need to move on? Teacher?" Wright asked, "Or, are you testing me? Want to see me in the two years I've been out of your teaching, How much progress has been made?"

Wright really doesn’t want to carry on here anymore. In the original book, the cute new Harry who came in with Dumbledore can’t see what the thing is that appears under the wide black lake sunk in front of him, but even if it doesn’t Knowing the original work, when he first came in, the spreading shadows immediately told Wright what was hidden under the big lake.

A puppet called a corpse is made of dead human corpses.

And at the bottom of this lake, there are all corpses.

Has been quietly soaking in it for decades.

Thinking about it is nauseating.

"If you can," Dumbledore stopped abruptly and said to Wright, "Why don't you try it?"

Wright put the saprophytic wood wand back on his wrist calmly, and took out the rose wand that was rarely used in Mork's bag. He admits that there is still a considerable distance between himself and Voldemort, so he needs some other props as support.

"Teacher, you taught me," Wright said, holding a rose scepter, looking at the dark lake, "any magic will leave its traces, sometimes the traces are very fuzzy, but sometimes, This trace is quite obvious."

A look of satisfaction flashed in the eyes of Dumbledore, who was standing next to him.

"Because of the shadow energy, I am born with a very keen sense of this kind of trace." Wright said.

He took the rose scepter, and slowly swept it in the calm air with the end inlaid with the Philosopher's Stone, as if he wanted to hook something invisible with it.

"Ding!"

As if the sound of gold and iron ringing, it is clear and deeply rooted.

Another gurgling sound of water rang out from nowhere.

The surface of the originally extremely calm black lake suddenly showed ripples, and the water near the shore suddenly began to bubble violently, as if something was about to jump out of the lake.

The two goats shrank and retreated. They raised their eyes and looked at the surface of the lake, bringing their bodies together tightly, trying to soothe each other's panic.

Wright quickly pulled the rose scepter back, and a copper-colored metal chain about the thickness of a child's arm jumped up from the depths of the lake and flew straight to the rose scepter in his hand.

In the blink of an eye, Wright conjured a substantive shadow energy stick out of thin air. He tapped the chain with the stick~IndoMTL.com~The chain slumped to the ground like a soft and flexible snake. The stone slabs were piled up in a pile, and the clinking sounds rang together.

The speed of the chain falling faster and faster, and the jingle sound has become denser and denser.

Suddenly, a black mast engraved with skulls and small snakes rose from the surface of the lake, and the dark and dirty water didn't seem to stick to it at all. Following that, a small boat large enough to hold two people sitting face-to-face.

The whole body of the boat exudes a gleam of green light, and it swims towards the shore of the lake where Wright and Dumbledore are standing, very slowly, with almost no ripples.

"Tuk."

With a soft noise, the boat hit the shore of the lake.

"Teacher, everything is going well." Wright nodded at Dumbledore.

"I thought Wright you would fly over with a broom or some other projectile as before!" Dumbledore said with a smile.

"If I hadn't noticed the traps hidden in the air, maybe I would have made this choice." Wright said lightly.

He picked up a gravel with the rose scepter and threw it high into the air.

With a loud explosion like a loud noise, a big white guy jumped up from the calm lake in the distance and leaped straight at the stone. With another clatter, it fell into the lake again with the stone, leaving only a large ripple.

"It's disgusting, isn't it?" Wright said softly, looking at the ripples on the surface of the dark lake, "Death gave Voldemort too much fear, making him mistakenly think that everyone is like him, extremely scared. Death is coming. The first level is blood, the second level is corpses, what will be behind?"