Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 51: Voldemort and the ancient stele

　　 What Maca did not expect was that when he returned to the shore, he saw an unexpected scene.

　　 At this moment, a lot of people are standing on the shore of Lake Riquini. Most of them were dressed as servants of nobles, and the leader was an old housekeeper wearing a black suit vest and lined with a white long-sleeved shirt.

　　"Miss Blois? This is..." Maca lifted the curse on her body and asked.

　　 "The servants at home are here, I have to go back."

　　Vellie is still so calm, there is still no expression on her face, as if she is talking about something that has nothing to do with her.

　　"Sir, thank you for taking care of our lady during these days. If you have time in the future, I hope you will come to Paris as a guest at Blois, I believe the host will be very happy."

　　 The old butler said kindly, and didn't say anything to blame Maca. Instead, he made an invitation on behalf of the owner, showing the aristocratic butler's skill and calmness.

　　 Maca nodded, he glanced at Wei Li, and then said: "Mr. Butler must have been working hard all the way. When I have time in the future, I must visit. Miss Blois and I are Hogwar. My classmates have also become good friends. When the next semester starts, I will ask the Dean of Slytherin College, Professor Severus Snape to continue to take care of her."

　　Maca’s mouth work has always been good.

　　 He knows what Willie lacks, and her family naturally knows it too. Although looking at Wei Li's appearance, the situation at home does not seem to be very good, but as an unknowing outsider, there is always nothing wrong with expressing kindness in this way.

　　 As expected, the old butler also nodded, thanked him for his words, and then turned and walked towards Wei Li.

　　 "...Thank you." Before leaving, Wei Li said softly, "Thank you also for your Christmas present..."

　　 She turned around and walked a few steps, but then turned around to add.

　　"...See you at school."

　　Maca smiled at her, and stood by the lake watching the old butler with Velie Apparating and leaving here.

　　 "It looks like a pure-blooded nobleman."

　　 He stood on the shore and pondered for a while, and then he left his happy guesses, and dived into the lake again.

　　 I came to the underwater cave with a familiar road, and went down the slightly steep stone steps step by step, and soon came to the bottom.

　　 There is indeed a stone gate below, which looks very old, but it is not damaged. It's just that there is nothing on the stone gate.

　　 "Alaho Cave is open!" Maca pulled out his wand and waved it lightly at the stone gate.

　　 This was a tentative move. Maca didn't expect any effect, but to his surprise, the door opened slowly.

　　 "What's the situation?"

　　 Maca looked inside curiously, only to find that it was just an empty hall.

The space inside 　　 looks very large, and the sound of friction between the stone gate and the ground echoes in the hall, which makes people feel a little uneasy.

　　 On both sides of the hall, there is a row of support columns with rough carvings on them. In the deepest part of the hall, stands a throne with a high seat back, which is carved out of a piece of rock as a whole. Although there are some defects, at a glance, there is still a primitive and rough beauty.

　　The floor of the hall is made of large flat stone slabs. There are vaguely carved imprints on it, but the weathering seems to be too serious, and the specific details are not clear.

　　 "Weathering?" Maca looked at it and pondered, but was suddenly taken aback, "Speaking of which, there is indeed wind in this hall, where did it come from?"

　　 Here is the bottom of the lake, how could there be wind blowing in?

　　 He waited quietly for a while, and found nothing unusual, so he lifted his foot and walked in gently.

　　 "Huh?"

　　Maca just walked to the center of the hall, and immediately felt dizzy. Suddenly, the surrounding scenery seems to be changing.

　　 He was busy suppressing the discomfort in his heart and shook his head, only to find that everything around him had changed! To be precise, this hall suddenly became extremely new.

　　The carvings on the stone pillars are clearer, the gaps in the rock throne have disappeared, and even the signs of weathering on the stone slabs under the feet have all recovered.

　　 "What's the matter?"

　　Maca looked around and was about to speculate, but unexpectedly, the Shimen behind him made a heavy moving sound again. He hurriedly glanced behind him, but was surprised to find that Shimen was not closing, but opening!

　　 He immediately ran a few steps to the left, using a stone pillar as a temporary hiding place. Just as he was hiding, a footstep came in from the door.

　　 "Obviously it's been opened just now, how come..." Maca thought with a frown, "Could it be that the dizziness just now was because I walked into the illusion? This is not real?"

It's hard to say whether 　　 is an illusion, but right now, it seems that someone is coming to him, and it is urgent to solve this matter first.

　　 But when Maca waited for a while, only to find that the man seemed to have stopped. He leaned sideways and looked over there, but immediately froze.

　　 That person was also looking at him. With this probe, his sight happened to be in line.

　　 It was a beautiful woman with black hair and dark eyes. She was dressed in an old nobleman's suit. She had a nice face, but her expression was solemn and her eyes were extremely sharp.

　　 "... Rowena?" Now that he had been discovered, Maca had to walk out and habitually asked.

　　 "My name is Rowena Milla. Young candidates, welcome to the second test." The other party's tone is flat, the content is simple and straightforward, and there is a faint sense of reason.

　　 Before Maca could continue to ask anything, he saw that all the slates on the floor of the hall lit up with a dazzling blue light, covering him and Rowena.

　　Maca only had time to glance at the slate carvings on the ground, and found that they were all regular runes arranged regularly!

　　"This is a huge combination of regular runes!" His thoughts flashed, and then the whole person disappeared directly into the hall.

　　 The light gradually dimmed, and there were no more figures in the hall, and no one knew where Maca and the "Roina" had gone.

　　……

　　 Just when Maca disappeared in that ancient hall, less than ten miles away, Voldemort was in an extremely bad situation.

　　"Hmm...wheezing...erhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhh

　　 Under that small ancient temple, there is a huge underground palace. And just in the deepest part of the underground palace, a huge stone stele was inserted diagonally on the ground, making the ground full of cracks.

　　 And just in front of this stone monument, a tiny figure was standing there with its back, letting out painful wailing.

　　 "Lord... Master, please spare me... Uh-"

　　 That is Quirrell!

　　 Behind him, a phantom made of black smoke is floating in the air, with a terrifying face. Suddenly, the part of the phantom's eyes instantly turned blood red, and a brutal and **** aura suddenly spread, and the powerful power contained in it caused Qi Luo to shrink directly to the ground, trembling unceasingly.

　　 It’s just that this momentum comes and goes fast, and the phantom suddenly rises into the air, turning into black smoke and rushing toward Quirrell.

　　 After a while, Quirrell slowly stood up, his eyes opened, and his blood rose suddenly.

　　"...still not working"

　　 Then Quirrell spoke up, or rather, it was Voldemort.

　　 "This ancient stone tablet is really weird. It would take too much strength to just maintain his will not being affected." He muttered to himself in a low voice, suddenly his face changed, and his red eyes Anger arose faintly.

　　 "If it weren't for that kid, why would I have come to find this stone monument to draw strength. It's a pity...this thing is really good if you don't touch it."

　　 For this weird ancient stone tablet, Voldemort loved and hated it. What loves it is its evil and powerful, but I hate it for being too evil and too powerful.

　　 If it is not necessary, Voldemort would never come here casually. This is all because of the strange ability of the stele-bewitching.

　　 Inside this huge stone monument, there seems to be a devil hidden.

　　 It can confuse any creature that comes in front of it~ IndoMTL.com~ Let that creature enter into a contract with it-it can give the other party strength, but also bring the other party physical and mental torture .

　　 If it is supported, the power will become stronger, but the creature itself will gradually sink into the enchantment of the stone tablet as the power increases.

　　Whether it is the gradual loss of human nature, the cruelty, or other changes, it will bring great harm to the creature itself, and eventually lose its life, and the soul of the creature will attach itself to this after its death. On a stone tablet.

　　At this moment, Quirrell and Voldemort are one body. Voldemort's idea was that Quirrell would naturally take on the contract instead of him, and he would draw Quirrell's power himself.

　　 just obviously, the results have not been good so far.

　　 "...If that's the case, try until you succeed." Voldemort narrowed his eyes as if he had made some determination.

　　At the same time, Voldemort turned into black smoke again, separated from Quirrell, and floated behind him again.

　　 "Continue!"

　　 "No, no...Master, I really can't hold on..."

　　 "Continue, continue!"

　　"..." Quirrell knelt on the ground, shaking and hesitating, after all, he didn't dare to disobey the order of the Dark Lord.

　　 He sobbed and cut his wrist, spilling blood on the surface of the stele. With a flash of light and shadow, Quirrell began to cry again, but his voice was much weaker than before.

　　 The terrifying and eerie cry of howling faintly echoed in this underground palace, adding a bit of horror to this place shrouded in darkness.

　　 Behind Quirrell, the black smoky eyes became more red, and the dark and powerful aura expanded again, filling the dark underground chamber...