Altar of the Heavens of Harry Potter

Sighing at the Three Dragon Caves, Canaan also dived into the water and followed the dragon.

After diving for thousands of kilometers, the dragon in front drilled into a huge dark cave.

The rock walls are covered with aquatic plants, attached to a layer of cyan luminous creatures, seeming to be frightened by the dragon's figure, they panicked.

Through the glimmer, Canaan found that the cave inside was covered with dead vines with thin wrists. It seems that the dragon did not frequent here.

At this time, the dragon had long disappeared in the depths of the cave, and Canaan had to take out his wand lighting and fumbled along the rock wall.

Although the cave is very empty, the passages inside are curved and tortuous. With the deepening, the blue light-emitting creatures gradually decrease.

In the waters without light, the faint fluorescence on Canaan's wand seemed to be swallowed at any time.

I didn't know how long he had been swimming before he saw the strong light coming from far away.

In front is a huge and transparent blue barrier that cuts off the water flow.

On the other side of the barrier is an empty dome-shaped space, filled with shiny gold coins and various gems reflecting light.

Canaan felt that even collecting all the gold coins in the magic world would not pile up such a spectacular effect.

The frost dragon was stuffing his head in the hill-like gold coins, and the thick white tail flicked left and right, looking very enjoyable.

Is this the unique healing method of the dragon family?

Out of the mirrored space, walking to the dragon, Canaan picked up a gold coin at random, with ugly goblins carved on it, inscribed with words he had never seen before.

I think these gold coins are the products of ancient times.

Seemingly feeling a strange breath, the frost dragon dangling his head, humming, and half of his head protruding from the mountain of gold coins to look at.

The golden black vertical pupil met Canaan's smiling face.

It froze and immediately realized that the situation was not good.

This demon even came home!

At this time, under the urging of Canaan, the Supreme Headgear detached from him, fluttered against the wind, and quickly grew larger, entwining the dragon that he had just wanted to prepare for.

"Roar—" The frost dragon roared unwillingly, and the wound on his wing was broken, leaving purple-red blood. But the cloak is getting tighter.

Canaan hurried forward, using his wand to pack the blood into the glass jar that he carried with him.

This is a good thing and cannot be wasted.

It seemed to know that it would be useless to continue struggling. The frost dragon wailed and tucked his head into the mountain of gold coins again.

Seeing the dragon that gave up resistance, Canaan shook his head and smiled, and then began to survey the entire dome-shaped space.

This space is as large as five or six football fields, in addition to gold coins and gems, there are scattered humanoid armor and weapons.

I really don't know where this frost dragon came from.

Canaan raised his wand and cleaned up the treasure in the mountain.

A large number of precious stones and gold coins slowly took off, each of which was of its own kind. Not long afterwards, it was neatly divided into two small piles.

The dragon raised his head and looked at the cave in front of him with doubt.

What trick does this demon play again?

Ignoring the dragon, Canaan came to an armor, and he found that there was still a human white bone left in it, and a pale parchment was tightly held in the white hand bone.

I thought I was buried deep in the mountain of gold coins just now.

The scroll depicts a vague map, with a lake and rolling mountains vaguely visible above.

He found that a black leather bag was attached to the bone of the bone, which seemed to be made of Yalong skin. This style of bag prevailed in the Middle Ages and has long since been eliminated.

Is it a medieval wizard?

With doubt, Canaan opened the bag with his wand.

It contains a black leather diary and a thumb-sized emerald.

Feeling the power of space from the gem, Canaan smiled.

He has been mobilizing the power of the Alchemy Foundation to search for green gems these times, but he has not gained anything.

I didn't expect to find one here, this is really a surprise!

Then simply browsed the contents of the diary, Canaan found that this bone was a dragon hunter during his lifetime.

He was born in the Middle Ages, and he had 325 Aaron feet in his hands. His dream was to successfully hunt a real dragon, so he has been looking for the trail of the dragon in the magic world.

The map on the sheepskin scroll is the gathering place of the dragon he found. He called that place Dragon Valley.

As for how he came to the magical realm and how he died, there is no record in the diary.

However, Canaan found the contract ceremony hand-painted by the dragon hunter on the last page of the diary.

This is a contract to establish soul communication with the dragon.

The ritual is very simple, just draw the contract pattern with the mixed blood of human and dragon, and read the contract language.

Without being resisted, the contracted dragon can form a connection with the contracted dragon and establish a soul connection.

Of course, in order to avoid the contractor from being repulsed by the dragon's soul in the ceremony, the dragon hunter suggested that the contracted dragon should be in a coma all the way.

Canaan looked at the hill-like frost dragon next to him, frowning slightly.

coma? This is not easy to handle.

The dragon opened its huge longan and looked at the dwarf figure gradually approaching, an ominous hunch came to mind ...

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Over the magical realm, white clouds pile up.

Canaan is driving the frost dragons to wander freely in the clouds.

"Damn, hurry up!" He stretched out his hands to feel the gusty wind and shouted in excitement.

This feeling is really great!

"Roar--" The frost dragon roared, fluttered its wings and flew away into the distance.

The figure of one person and one dragon gradually disappeared to the horizon under the sunlight.

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The Hogwarts Auditorium.

"I can't believe it, the Alchemy Foundation is about to hold the second press conference!" Roger looked at the content in the Daily Prophet's Daily and shouted excitedly.

"I think tickets will be sold out this time ~ www.readwn.com ~ I will write to my mother to let her buy tickets in advance." A new witch came together.

"I really don't know what they researched again. My dad gave me a magic watch. That thing is so useful."

"Professor Guwitt should know that he is the vice president of the Alchemy Foundation."

"Then you might as well ask Canaan, his teacher is the president, he must know something." Roger turned his gaze to Canaan eating food quietly.

Watching the surrounding eyes focus on himself, Canaan put down the silver spoon in his hand, looked at them, and slowly smiled and said: "A very fun card game."

Canaan paused, then went on: "And tomorrow Saturday morning, Professor Guwitt and I will show you, I think you will like it."

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