Harry Potter – Approaching the Magic World

It's so late, and Grindelwald is here suddenly, definitely not here to see how Jon sleeps.

He is not so idle, and if he simply came to see how Jon slept, he would not carry the strange flame in his hand.

This flame doesn't look like an ordinary thing, but it seems to be a ghost fire like appearing in the Netherworld Hell, which makes the heart chilling.

Especially when Grindelwald put this flame on Jon's forehead and forcibly activated the glove in Jon's hand, this strange feeling became even stronger.

The only certainty is that Grindelwald is not malicious.

Perhaps there is nothing malicious.

……

Will the dead things come back to life again?

Suddenly such a question popped up in Jon's mind.

This idea is of course normal, because he has been studying the myth of ancient Egypt during this period. The core element in this myth is the resurrection of the dead.

He looked at the scene in front of him that seemed to be a decadent scene that had been ruined for countless years. Those wizards and sacrificial bones that had already died were still sitting in their place in the temple, through them In the silhouette, you can vaguely see the seriousness and dignity of the past that belongs to here.

It's just that now there is only dry skin and bones left.

At this moment, on those faces that have been dried for thousands of years, the dark eyes seem to be staring at this sudden young man.

Jon looked at them too.

He didn't know why he appeared here suddenly, but he didn't feel strange as he experienced many strange things.

Certainly, these all are small scenes. Compared with the bloody scenes from the war seen in the 2nd layer of Helga, this scene before us can be regarded as an ordinary memorial service after the war.

"Okay, don't look at it, who can tell me what this place is?"

No one responded.

The group of long-dead wizards were of course impossible to answer him. They just sat there in their original posture. The moment Jon spoke, his movements curled up here. Small airflow.

Those fragile corpses, being touched by a small air current, broke directly to the ground.

Jon did not even save the chance.

Jon, the culprit, could only help bitterly laughed when he saw this scene: It is rare that he still regards this place as a place for tigers and wolves. Now it seems that he is the unexpected guest.

As for whether these "people" who have been broken into powder will come back to life again, this question has already been answered.

If he could really come alive, it would not be in his "dream".

That is a miracle that the ancient Egyptian gods knew that the destruction of civilization had not been realized, and naturally it would not appear in his dreams.

Yes, at this moment, he already knows the origin of this scene.

A magic similar to the 2nd layer backtracking, and the source of the scene is probably the Mr. Grindelwald who claims to have slept.

Really, this should be regarded as you can't guard against it.

Although I don't know how Grindelwald did this, since it has already appeared, these issues don't need to be considered.

Wait to go out and ask again, the focus now is to hurry up and study the things here.

If the things here can really come alive, he should really be happy. After all, that means the revival of ancient Egypt's gods is hopeful, and the problems he faces will be solved.

The gods can return well, so what is the memorial service that he needs as a young wizard?

These absurd thoughts passed through his mind, and he was shook the head expelled. Now what he needs is to hurry up, not think about these meaningless things.

So, following the inexplicable intuition that emerged in his mind, he quietly moved towards the depths.

There are desolate scenes everywhere along the way. Those long-weathered broken walls are ruined and present themselves in front of Jon lifelessly, as if they are telling Jon about the past here, but, Jon didn't care about the mess.

In his heart, a certain conjecture gradually became clear, and as he continuously deepened, this conjecture gradually turned to reality.

Here, it should be the temple where Sirius' hands were enshrined.

With the thought of finding out, Jon opened the door to the underground.

The dust on the door puffed down, raising a cloud of dust in front of him, and then falling to the ground.

He raised his hand cautiously. Although the fluorescent spell used by wandless use spell is darker, it is better than no one. This group of rays of light floats on his fingertips. , Illuminating the darkness ahead.

There are no steps, only a corridor that looks rather steep.

This is naturally not difficult for Jon. He stepped on an invisible staircase in the air, step by step down.

The existence of magic is to facilitate the life of the wizard. As long as it is used reasonably, a spell can be played out.

There are rooms on both sides of the corridor, which seem to be occupied by slaves living in the temple, because there is nothing here except the shackles covered with dust and the beds that have long been rotten to ashes.

The priests never shackled themselves.

He continued to move towards the front, there was a heavy oppression force in the silent darkness, until he reached the tomb at the end.

He stood in front of the stone platform and looked up towards the top.

The structure here looks like a room with two floors above and below, and according to the mechanical analysis of the load-bearing structure, it can be clearly seen that the above is a very grand building.

In mythology, such a building would have nothing but the halls of the temple.

So above this place is the temple of Sirius, and below is the shrine where a part of Sirius is stored.

Jon was slightly relaxed, but when he was about to turn around and leave, suddenly a faint voice came from the stone platform behind him?

The moment he didn't react, his hand was already on the stone platform.

It's like being controlled by something inexplicable.

And then, a scene emerged in front of him.

With the resonance between the corpses, he saw it.

In the illusory realm of nothingness, he saw a river, and the sound of music was already crisp.

Someone was playing a piano that he was very familiar with, right on the bank of the river in front of him.

It is an illusory silhouette, slender and beautiful-even if Jon can't see her face, he can know that it is a beautiful girl, and behind this girl is a bright disc Exuding a blue light, the river water is also dyed into a blue hue.

Just like the name of this song, blue Danube.