Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 240: The Tomb of Ancient Wizards
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In the Muggle world, there is a religious story about the death of Judas. The number "13" represents betrayal and misfortune. In the magic world, whether it is fortune telling, number magic mechanics or soul science, this number is also recorded Negative power.
Sibir Trelawney, a professor of divination, once said a prophecy that "When 13 people eat together, the first person to stand up after the meal will die first."
But few people know that this number, which symbolizes "ominous", has been used the most in the summoning art of ancient times.
Maca borrowed three books from the Witt family, and all of these three books are related to ancient summons.
Although there is very little real content, some of the most basic concepts are very clear, which makes Maca very satisfied.
According to the book, summoning can be roughly divided into two categories, one is spiritual summoning, and the other is demon summoning.
According to Maca’s judgment, the former summons mimic semi-living bodies such as rock giants and flame beasts, which should be one of the origins of modern polymorphism; while the latter summons demons from hell, probably with souls. There is no small connection between learning.
Although these two types are called summoning spells, they are completely different kinds of magic. Among the three collections of the Witt family, only the latter is involved, which is Summoning Demon.
I don’t know if there is **** maca, but the demon summoning art has an indissoluble bond with the number "13", which he already knows.
Looking at the jigsaw puzzle titled "The Last Supper" in his hand, especially the panicked "Judas" on it, Maca felt an extremely awkward feeling in her heart.
"...thank you."
Maca returned the puzzle board to the father and daughter, then leaned on the porthole and closed his eyes lightly, and stopped talking to them.
The father and daughter looked at Maca, who was so different before and after the jigsaw puzzle.
"Dad, what is he thanking?" The girl asked with a puzzled expression.
Until the plane arrived at Mother Teresa International Airport in Tirana, Albania, Maca opened his eyes on time and followed the other passengers off the plane.
Looking up at the clear blue sky above the airport, Maca couldn't help but shook his head, then raised his leg and walked towards an unmanned corner.
To be honest, some of the previous speculations made him less interested in Summoning the Devil.
If nothing goes wrong, he believes that this kind of summoning technique is most likely to require soul sacrifice. Like making Horcruxes, this evil method will also have a spiritual impact on the caster.
Judging from his current understanding of rule runes, all magic that has a bad influence on the spirit is anti-rule magic, which is commonly known as "black magic" in the magic world.
Even after entering the simplified Avadasuo Mantra, Maca will be used as little as possible to avoid unnecessary burdens on one's own spirit, not to mention Horcrux and Demon Summoning.
With the magic spell and flying broomstick, Maca has long been accustomed to avoiding Muggle's sight. The destination of this trip is somewhere deep in the mountains and forests north of Tirana.
I don’t know if it’s a coincidence. Both the ruins of the lakeside palace in Rowena and the despicable Helbo’s tomb where Maca is going are in Albania.
The straight-line distance between the two is even a mere tens of kilometers.
Taking a pause in the sky above a dense forest, Maca judged the direction of the mountain by relying on the advantage of looking down from a high altitude. After reconfirming the specific location, he lowered the broomstick and dived into the forest.
"Wow!"
As the emerald canopy was pressed open by Maca's curse, he controlled the broom to fall steadily into this deep and dark dense forest.
Voldemort was able to find the ancient temple because he had been living in this forest for ten years.
The existence of Horcrux prevents him from completely dying, but it is very difficult to resurrect him.
In order not to let himself get lost in the illusion boundary between life and death, he often attaches to certain small animals with weak spiritual power and constantly wanders in this mountain forest.
By chance, he discovered the small ancient temple hidden deep in the dense forest.
However, Maca does not have so much time to try his luck.
"Little guys, all came out for a walk!"
Maca flicked his sleeves and waved his magic wand in a consistent manner. A total of seventeen alienated eight-eyed giant spiders were lying around Maca, and under the order of Maca, they scattered at an extremely fast speed. Get out.
Why don’t you say that children are always children in the eyes of parents? Even though each of them is half a body taller than Maca now, in Maca's eyes, these "little guys" are always noisy little spiders in the iron box.
After releasing all the "Little One" to "Little Seventeen" for a stroll, Maca started to wander around easily.
The search spell does not work, which makes him unable to find the target in the way he is best at it. In this way, apart from being able to perceive magical fluctuations within a certain range, he has no other advantage in search.
Rather than having to work for a long time and still have no idea, it is better to let the little guys help him find it quickly and easily.
In fact, it was true. After only about half an hour, "Little Three" and "Little Seven" had already returned to Maca.
"Rubbish (that)...junk (in)..."
"Huh?"
Yes, "Xiao Qi" and "Xiao Jiu" have already started to learn to speak, but I don't know who I learned from the accent. Every time it sounds like a curse.
Maca simply turned over and sat on Xiao Qi, letting them take him all the way to the deeper part of the forest.
At this time, Maca always feels that the shock-absorbing effect of the spider mount is truly top-notch. The eight legs are swaying desperately up and down, and their bodies are only slightly affected by the deviation of the center of gravity. The ups and downs.
"Hey! Are you a monkey? Don't climb the tree!"
Maca is beautiful! Suddenly I felt my body lean, and quickly reached out and hooked Xiao Qi's long legs...
As the surrounding woods became denser and the trees grew taller, finally, Maca saw an ancient temple hidden in the darkness of the dense forest.
"Go get your brothers and sisters back, and wait here for me to come out obediently."
Maca turned to the ground, waved his hand casually, and then walked towards the dilapidated ancient temple with the lighted wand.
This is an ancient stone temple covered with plants, vines and green moss everywhere. The concealment in the forest is very high, even if it is a little farther away, it is easy to ignore it.
Maca stood at the entrance of the ancient temple and looked in. Except that the slate floor seemed to be a little damaged, there seemed to be nothing strange.
Thinking about it, he walked cautiously into the ancient temple.
"Huh?"
It wasn't until he stepped inside that he realized that because of the angle, it was difficult to find a deep hole in the middle of the broken and messy floor bricks and stones outside.
Judging from the various traces nearby, it was definitely not Voldemort who unearthed this underground passage, but much earlier than that.
"Sarah Slytherin traveled here for a long distance, and then digs his grave at a disagreement?" Maca muttered, "I don't think Slytherin is still a magical captain... …"
Since it's here, why can't it go on?
Even Maca knows that this is mostly a place of right and wrong, but if he doesn't take a look, he really can't settle down.
Fortunately, there was Salazar Slytherin in the front and Voldemort in the back. Two powerful wizards passed thunder. At least before the monument of Bewitching was seen, the danger of this underground palace grave The coefficient is much smaller.
Tightening the wand in his hand, Maca stepped down into the dark hole...
Just a few steps inside, Maca saw a lot of rune nicks that had been shattered following the light of the magic wand.
Perhaps a long time ago, a large number of defensive magic circles and other things were carved here; but now, they have all lost their magical effects.
After going through a downward-inclined passage, after a 180° corner ~IndoMTL.com~Maca saw another downward passage.
It seems that the tomb of the despicable Helbo is still far deep underground, and the entrance is not easy to find.
A little bit of time passed, and there was no other movement in the passage except for the sound of Maca's own footsteps. This sense of tranquility was still vaguely secretive, as if it was rejecting the arrival of outsiders.
Finally, Maca walked and found that the originally slightly cramped wall suddenly disappeared. Because the underground was too dark, he didn't realize that this was already in the tomb.
Maca strengthened the light ball on the wand again, and the visible area around it immediately became much larger, and some of the stone walls on both sides could be faintly seen.
Immediately afterwards, the murals on the stone wall immediately attracted his attention.
"...what is this...?"
On the left side of the tomb is a fairly tall stone wall, on which a certain kind of paint outlines a lifelike picture.
What's more worth mentioning is that none of these murals have faded and shattered due to time, and they still maintain a pretty bright color. One after another, they stretched forward to the depths of the tomb.
In the mural in front of Maca’s eyes, it is depicting a shade of green land, trees, birds, griffins, fire dragons... all kinds of ordinary creatures or magical creatures, and so on.
It can be seen from these different creatures that the ordinary animals and plants at that time are quite different from the present, but the magical creatures have not changed much.
In this mural, the most eye-catching is the extremely large ancient dragon!
This ancient dragon occupies almost half of the picture. It stretches out its huge wings and looks down at all the tiny creatures on the ground from a high altitude, like a god.