Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures Chapter 383: wizard(s) prison Azkaban
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Dumbledore did not continue to speak. He did not seem to intend to explain to Ivan, and share his research findings on this strange nameplate.
He must have known something, and he gave this thing to himself for a certain purpose.
As for what he said, with the intervention of Ivan's, the treasure keys left by four founders may all be related to evil god(s).
This may be only part of the reason, but certainly not all.
Ivan did n’t ask, Dumbledore has always been like this, if he does n’t want to say, no matter how he asks, there will be no result, anyway, he will not harm himself.
However, the final result of the matter may not be what he hoped.
Ivan sighed and put away the nameplate. He was ready to rely on his own strength to understand what this stuff is anything and what is the use.
"Just touch portkey(s) lightly, don't use force!" Sirius signaled to Ivan, letting him put his hand on the statue.
Starting with a cold, this statue seems to be alive.
Unknown fear rises deep inside Ivan, which makes people uncomfortable.
He looked nervously at the statue in front of him, the headscarf that dementor(s) was about to put down, and the looming mouth inside, and there was a trance in front of him.
He remembered the method of making dementor(s) in the book 《Secrets of the Darkest Art》. No surprise, this magic was also invented by Herpo the Foul.
Will dementor(s) be the so-called evil god(s) creations like the strange monsters all over the head in the Centaur(s) temple that are covered with holes? !
Their imagination is such that they directly act on a person ’s soul.
And the Patronus spell will cause damage to them, these are too coincidental.
Thinking of this, Ivan shivered inexplicably.
"Be prepared, I will count three times and set off!" Dumbledore said, and put his hand on the robe of the dementor(s) statue, "Three, two, one!"
His voice just fell, and when he said it was soon, then Ivan felt that there was a hook behind his belly button with an irresistible momentum.
He left his feet off the ground and flew up.
He could feel Dumbledore and Sirius on both sides, their shoulders collided with him, and then separated again, far apart.
They flew forward like a gust of wind, seeing nothing in front of them.
Ivan's ’s right hand is firmly glued to the dementor(s) statue, as if the statue has a magnetic force, pull him over, over, and ...
His feet fell heavily to the ground, and he could not stand and fell.
Ivan has tried floo powder and Disapparation before. Travel experiences and feelings are different, but they are very uncomfortable, but they are not as bad as portkey(s).
"You still need to practice to maintain balance." Sirius dragged him up.
In front of Ivan, there is an identical statue of dementor(s).
But they are definitely not in the Ministry of Magic now, the walls of the surrounding rooms are all rough black rocks.
The dilapidated floor is already decaying, giving off a smell of corruption.
In front of them was a small narrow door, and the door closed tightly.
This room is like The Shrieking Shack. No one has been here for a long time. It is covered with dust everywhere, walking on the floor, making a creaking noise.
Ivan suddenly felt cold, and coldness came from under his feet, all the way up.
He shrunk into a ball, and then realized that it was because of the large number of dementor(s) gatherings that changed the surrounding environment. Although he had not seen dementor(s), all positive, optimistic, and positive emotions in the body were rapidly following the temperature dissipate.
Ivan comes up with a cruel thought of death, it seems that you can no longer feel happy, and life is meaningless.
The color is disappearing from his eyes, and the world soon turns into a dull gray and white, with the mood of Ivan's, it is extremely bad.
Although the ground is dirty, he wants to lie down like this, lying here forever.
Beside Ivan, Sirius's reaction is much greater than his.
He spent too much time in Azkaban before, and his resistance to dementor(s) was even worse than other wizard(s). He curled up on the ground.
Sirius's body is changing and it automatically turns into a **** dog.
Animal emotions are difficult for dementor(s)s to understand and have more resistance than humans.
Sirius in Animagus form stood up and seemed much better.
However, his legs are still trembling.
"Expecto Patronum!" Dumbledore called softly and waved his own wand(s).
White light emerged from his wand(s), dispelling the surrounding cold, and the temperature, color, and senses returned to the Ivan body, and he gasped heavily on the ground.
A small phoenix Patronus revolves around them. Every time the wings are stirred, a little silver starlight falls, and it looks very beautiful.
"Summon Patronus, but pay attention to control your own magic power." Dumbledore said, "You can use the smallest magic power output. We are not expelling dementor(s), but doing our own defense. This is not difficult, you can try to use Take a look at this trick. "
"Expecto Patronum!" Ivan pulled out his wand(s), he tried to restrain the consumption of magic power.
A silver kitten appeared on his chest, much smaller than the Patronus summoned, but the light on his body was more condensed.
"In addition to defending against dementor(s), Patronus has many unexpected uses." Dumbledore said with a smile. "As long as they cooperate with some small spells, they can become messengers or directly condense entities to attack the enemy."
Dumbledore told Ivan several new usages of the Patronus mantra, which gave him a sense of bliss and openness. The original mantra can also be combined in this way.
After a few minutes, they continued to set off.
Sirius did not change back, he followed behind Ivan like a **** dog.
Outside the narrow black door of the room, there is a hollow wooden walkway.
The biting cold wind is coming, they are in a separate tower, towering into the sky.
You must cross the boardwalk in front of you to reach the main building in Azkaban.
Like the decayed floor in the room, the planks above the walkway were all broken, walking on it and shaking for a while, as if it might fall at any time.
Ivan carefully followed behind Dumbledore, the reduced Patronus's range of action was only about half a foot, and the outside of the plank was full of thick fog.
He looked as far as possible, but could not see anything.
They were surrounded by fog. For a few seconds, Ivan felt as if anything had passed him. He was not sure if it was dementor(s).
Although his eyes were useless, he could smell the saltiness peculiar to the sea water, and the sound of the waves hitting the rocks.
They are on an isolated island, this is wizard(s) prison Azkaban. (To be continued.)