Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

312. Chapter 310 Evil Magic on the Rock Wall

    Fiendfyre ravaged and swallowed everything that touched it.

    The fire beasts are tumbling in the flames, their claws, tentacles and tails are moving, and the spider eggs of Acromantula are all burned to ashes, and even the spring water is evaporated.

    Ivan rushed to the entrance of the passage and looked back at the shocking scene.

    The whole space is full of red light, smoke and heat waves are suffocating, and the greedy and fierce fire beast composed of evil fires rushes to him…

    Ivan turned and continued to run. While running, he used the wand to crush the walls of the rock. It was booming and the massive gravel fell to block the passage.

    Through the cracks in the rock, you can still feel the heat wave. In the rugged cave, he didn't know how far he was going. When the hot high temperature disappeared and the cave was re-slow, Ivan had sweat all over him.

    He sat on the floor leaning against the wall, panting with a big mouth.

    After a few minutes of rest, he noticed the anomalies around him. By dim fluorescence, Ivan saw that there was an thing on the wall directly opposite him.

    The ancient murals are very abstract, and many places have weathered and fallen off. In the mottled and broken picture is a gorgeous altar that rises from the ground, a masked wizard standing on it, he lifts his wand high, as if casting a spell.

    In front of the altar is a deep pit filled with densely packed…

    Ivan got up and took it forward, then took a breath. On the screen, he saw that the dense pits filled with humans were all humans. They were lying there with painful expressions, looking at the sky desperately, with dotted lines on top of their heads.

    Ivan knows that these dashed lines represent the soul!

    Their souls are being stripped from the body, sucked away by the dark wizard above the altar, gathering together to help him complete an unknown evil spell.

    Ivan couldn't help but shudder, which was too horrible. He couldn't imagine what kind of dark magic would use so many people's souls.

    Even if you make Horcrux, you only need to kill one person.

    The sinister inside the passage, without the warm wind brought by the warm spring water, the temperature is obviously much lower than the outside cave, and even can see the mist that they breathe. Ivan realized that he was already a few hundred feet deep underground.

    He lifted the wand forward, and the fluorescent light dispelled the darkness, illuminating the passage that no one had traveled for centuries.

    The ground was covered with heavy dust, and the sides were covered with cracked marble walls.

    Like Ivan's front, the marble is engraved with cruel and evil murals. After years of baptism, most of the murals were incomplete, and several marble plates were even completely broken down on the ground, leaving only traces of destruction by Acromantula.

    Looking at these ancient murals, Ivan has an illusion.

    He is not in Acromantula Aragog's Lair, but in an ancient mysterious relic.

    Fear fills the darkness, as if nothing is going to happen at any time.

    Ivan was alert and held wand and walked forward along the passage. Watching the surrounding rock walls while walking, the content above is more cruel and evil.

    Death is not the end, it is just the beginning. In front of the same altar, the dark wizard with the hood casts different witchcraft. He tortures the living people in different ways, splits their souls, instills them, and splits them again.

    In addition, his experimental products include a variety of non-human magical creatures.

    There are powerful Dragons, Unicorns, Chimaera, Goblin, house elf, Centaur, but more are ancient species that Ivan has not seen.

    The style of the painting is abstract and distorted. The content of each mural is exceptionally different. The dark wizard removes different parts from them, the heart of Dragon, unicorn blood….

    Without knowing how many murals he saw, Ivan suddenly realized that the patterns portrayed a complex dark magic casting step, including the casting material to be prepared.

    He speeded up and wanted to see what the spell was.

    At the end of the channel, the most critical few murals were destroyed. The broken stones were scattered all over the place. On the blue marble, only the traces of Acromantula's big stalks were heavily traced. It was impossible to see what magic was used by the dark wizard.

    Ivan was close to the rock wall that was stroking the hand, and it was faintly recognizable. In the gorgeous altar, all the souls collected by the dark wizard slowly swirled in the air, forming a circular vortex, shining with strange Silver light.

    On the murals, these souls mourn, roar, twist, scream…

    They are top-down and are infused into a strange object.

    He didn't know what it was, he could only see the spherical squad, and countless thin lines were rotating around it. It seemed that there was anything to drill out from inside.

    In his impression, no magical creature would look like this.

    In addition, another strange thing is that the dark wizard that has always appeared has not disappeared. I don't know where to host the spell.

    Ivan didn't think much, he might be in a picture that he couldn't recognize.

    The question now is, what does the dark wizard on the mural want to do, and is his evil dark magic finally successful?

    Also, why are these murals appearing in Hogwarts Forbidden Forest? !

    Ivan took two steps forward and remembered the low whispering master who was hiding here, and how it related to these murals.

    A gust of wind blew, interrupting Ivan's thoughts, at the end of the passage, the ancient murals and relics disappeared again, a huge deep pit in front of Ivan.

    He hurried to stop and saw Aragog floating in the center of the deep pit.

    Wait a minute, how can it be able to float? !

    The power of the powerful dark magic method cannot be transformed into this.

    Ivan increased the brightness of wand to illuminate the entire space, only to see that the front is a huge spider web. The fine spider silk sticks firmly to the rough rock wall, coiled around to form a huge hemispherical spider web, and the small elephant Aragog is in the center of the spider web.

    Under the huge spider web, the gust of wind blew upwards from the bottomless pit, but the spider did not shake even if it was shaking.

    Ivan held the wand, and when he hesitated to go, he heard the aging, weak voice of Aragog.

    "You are finally here, Hagrid's friend!"It said slyly, "I have been waiting for you for a long time since I last met."