Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 722: 0 year error

In the underground palace of the tomb, there are many traces of ancient civilization that Ensi has never seen before. There are long tomb passages full of unknown characters, huge stone gates ajar, and huge murals one after another.

On the way, Ensi looked around with a wand that sheds light, feeling quite dizzy. Everything here seems to him to have come to another world.

Even, he also found a strange formation covering the entire tomb in the center of the underground palace.

Look at the middle of the formation. An old floor mirror is placed there quietly. The countless stray blue threads around it clearly show that the formation is still in operation.

Because the tomb seemed too suspicious, and Ens thought that Malfoy should have walked in front of him, he didn't even think about going in and taking a closer look.

After a quick walk, Ens hurriedly passed through several burial chambers with the flying broomstick that accompanied him all the way, and finally stepped into the huge main burial chamber in the deepest part of the underground palace.

Then, he was completely shocked by the astonishing monument that was completely black.

"This...what is this?"

This main burial chamber is already terrifyingly big. Even the light from the magic wand cannot reach the ceiling, so when you look up, you can only see darkness. And that black monument stood straight from the floor tiles of the tomb, and plunged straight into the dim shadow.

Just as he was standing at the entrance of the tomb, feeling deeply shocked by this giant stone monument like black jade, a voice of vicissitudes of life suddenly rang from his mind. He clearly couldn't understand a word, but he was incredibly clear about its meaning.

"...Um...power...you want power..."

After hearing this, Ensi was taken aback for a moment, and he couldn't help but want to walk to the stele. That feeling, as if the voice had infinite temptation, made him almost irresistible.

Yes, it was like...continuously attracting his soul!

The moment Ens suddenly realized this, his pace stopped abruptly. Because he finally realized how similar the current situation is to the previous trials in the Slytherin Chamber—as long as he stops, he must bear a terrible burden, even for a second. The clock time seems to be stretched dozens of times!

Under the bewitching of that voice, holding on to one's will has become an extremely difficult thing.

"If it weren’t for Salazar Slytherin’s trial, I’m afraid I would have lost myself now, am I?" Ensi, who was supporting his body with his knees, couldn’t help thinking like that. I don’t know, how long will this... last..."

His knees are trembling, and his heart is full of instinctive desire to move forward, but he just vaguely understands that he must not let it go here. Intuition told him that if he listened to the bewitching voice, he would really be over.

"...power...you want...power..."

In Ensi's senses, the time he struggled to maintain his will was as slow as the starry sky, but it was actually about ten seconds later.

When the moment when the sound circling in his head came to an abrupt end, his whole body was soft, and he knelt on the square floor tiles and gasped vigorously.

"Finally...is it over? Could it be...what the **** is this trial?"

Ens spoke intermittently while breathing out. Of course he didn't expect anyone to respond to his complaints, but to his surprise, there was a burst of transparent green light in the darkness above his head.

"Successor, very good, you resisted the soul-derived enchantment... If you obey the voice of that voice, you will definitely become a walking dead and lose yourself forever."

Ensi was startled when he heard the words, and then suddenly raised his head.

"Who are you... who... Salazar Slytherin?"

After seeing the green phantom in the sky and guessing the identity of the other party, he noticed one thing-the words the other party said just now were in the language of a snake.

However, his question was not answered, because even though the figure looked down, it seemed to ignore his meaning at all.

"And just now, you did persist to the end. The soul imprint I made for you in the secret room also successfully awakened the memory I kept in the snake stick."

Slytherin's phantom is just talking to himself, without self-consciousness at all. As he himself said, this green shadow is nothing more than a memory image that he has preserved thousands of years ago.

But from this sentence, Ens knew one thing-even if Malfoy had been here before him, he would definitely not be able to awaken Slytherin’s magical image, because he obviously wouldn’t have that so-called "Soul Mark".

While Ens was secretly rejoicing, Slytherin's phantom had gone on.

"Now, my successor... the mortal under the stele has been suppressed by me. In a short time, he will not be able to affect you again. You can climb to the top of the stele to receive my gift to you Gift of..."

"Uh..."

Ens froze for a moment. He looked at the incredibly tall black monument in front of him, and at the broom in his hand, he couldn't help feeling a little more surprised.

"Is it possible that the wizards of that era could fly at will?"

On the basis of the Slytherin image, the matter of "climbing the top of the stone stele" was said so easily and naturally, Ensi couldn't help but feel that his own conjecture might really have some possibility.

After a little exclamation, he stepped on the flying broomstick and soared into the sky, flying straight to the height of the Slytherin phantom.

"Oh oh oh oh!"

He didn't expect that it was actually very close to the top of the tomb. Therefore, when he realized this point, he could only turn sideways while rapidly reducing, so that he could barely avoid the tragedy of hitting the dome of the tomb with his head.

At this moment, the image of Slytherin, who had given time to the summit, began to speak again.

"Successor, pull up the jade snake stick that I have left here. It can help you no longer be disturbed by the power of the Bewitching Monument. While amplifying the magic you cast, it also provides you with a certain degree of magic power. Add..."

It's time to reap the benefits, and Ens looked extremely excited. He just fell from the flying broomstick to the top of the giant monument, and ran excitedly towards the short stick that was emitting emerald green light. He could clearly see that the so-called "Jade Jade Snake Stick" was being inserted diagonally in black. Between the rubble on top of the stele.

"Click--"

Since Hufflepuff's secret room found unsolved clues, he has gone through a lot of efforts along the way.

Whether it is looking up and translating ancient texts, or experiencing trials in the secret room, of course, there is also the hard flight over this journey...even Malfoy almost took the final fruit.

To be honest, he can't wait any longer.

Before the Slytherin image could finish speaking, Ensi grabbed the glowing green snake stick, and then pulled it hard.

As soon as the snake stick left the black monument, a cold and majestic breath swept Ensi's body in the blink of an eye. In that breath, there seemed to be a touch of vicissitudes and loneliness originating from ancient times, making De Ens instantly swallowed up by an endless darkness.

Soon, Maca, who was still a few miles away at this time, also noticed this astonishing movement.

But in the next moment, there was another incomparable coldness from the snake stick that Ensi was holding tightly in his hand, which swept away the terrible feeling just now.

All of the things that are happening right now, Slytherin's image is naturally not sensible. And what he said in the Snake-Lao accent is still going on--

"Successor, if you accept this gift from me, it means that you will accept my next mission. Take my snake stick, recite the mantra with me, and leave me in it. The basilisk I nurtured with strength--"

Slytherin's phantom suddenly laughed at this point.

"Chichichichi...hahahaha...the ridiculous and despicable Helbo, all his soul fragments will be wiped out by the monsters he has researched...Hahaha..."

At this moment, the giant stone stele at Ensi's feet shook without warning, as if something was about to break through the ground under the stele. At the same moment, Ensi, who was standing on the stone tablet listening to Slytherin's old laughter, was immediately dumbfounded.

"Basilisk?" He half-opened his mouth in astonishment, "What the **** is that—"

Only halfway through the conversation, he recalled it as the violent shaking under his feet. Yes, in the secret room, another phantom of Slytherin seems to have mentioned power, gold... and basilisk...

But...

"You sparsely bearded old scumbag~IndoMTL.com~Why didn't you say it earlier!" He yelled at Salazar Slytherin, who was still laughing loudly beside him, "This time...this I am afraid that you are really going to kill you!"

Of course, it’s useless to swear more, so Ensi just vented it casually, and immediately stepped on the broomstick and jumped into the air, and rushed through the tomb passage when he was going directly no matter what.

Obviously, in the absence of that basilisk, his power alone is absolutely useless. Rather than hesitating here to observe what will climb out from under the giant monument, it is better to drive around early. If you are lucky, you might be able to get back a little life.

As Ensi quickly swept towards the door of the tomb, even the entire underground palace trembled slightly. At this moment, there is only one thought left in his head——

"Why don't you just bury me alive?"

　　

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