Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

370. Chapter 368 fear never ends

    Ivan groaned on the floor and Gryffindor looked at him with a smile.

    "What about the evil god?"He glanced down and saw nothing.

    Around the platform, countless clouds are rolling over, covering everything on the Temple of the Moon.

    A cloud of clouds drifted through Ivan and Gryffindor's body, and their figures were looming, dreamlike, and the mist made everything unreal.

    "It has disappeared, you have defeated it!"Gryffindor said softly.

    "But I didn't do anything. My magic didn't work for it. I haven't destroyed the statue of wood that summoned it."Ivan said inexplicably.

    "You don't need to do anything, as long as you come here, you have already passed the challenge."Gryffindor smiled and took a bright red stone from his arms and handed it to Ivan. "You are the best young wizard I have ever seen, catching this Philosopher's Stone, it is now for you!"

    Looking at Philosopher's Stone, a soft glow, Ivan's face flashed a hunger.

    He reached out and grabbed his fingertips and immediately stopped at Philosopher's Stone.

    The warning of a sudden rise in his heart made him restrain his desire.

    The situation seems a bit uncomfortable. He remembers that Gryffindor had told himself before that Voldemort had left a magic on this Philosopher's Stone.

    But he doesn't even mention it now, and why give Philosopher's Stone to himself in the illusion instead of sending him back to the real world? !

    In front of him, Gryffindor's face is always smiling, it seems so unnatural.

    That smile is not so much a smile of goodwill from the elderly, but rather a restrained ridicule.

    In the clouds, his mouth and mouth are exaggeratedly raised on both sides, and they are more and more uncoordinated. The look looks like it is not what humans should have…

    A burst of coolness came, Ivan swallowed, and the right hand subconsciously clenched wand.

    "What are you waiting for, catch this Philosopher's Stone, you will gain unimaginable power, it will help you become the most powerful wizard, believe me…"It’s close at hand, but Gryffindor’s voice seems to have come from a long distance.

    Ivan heard it clearly, and these voices echoed in my mind.

    When he mentioned strength, Ivan was almost certain that this guy was a counterfeit.

    Gryffindor never said these things, he always stressed that power is not the most important.

    The challenge is not over yet, and you must destroy the wood statue of the evil god.

    The evil god that turns into a Gryffindor is still laughing, but the atmosphere is getting more and more depressed.

    Its laughter sounded at the deepest part of Ivan's heart, and it was getting louder and louder, accompanied by the frequency of heartbeats, 咚, 咚, 咚…

    Ivan felt that his heart was about to be blasted by this tormented voice, and some liquid flowed out of his nostrils and eyelids.

    His magic power began to scatter, and the power of the whole body was in a frenzied conflict.

    Ivan gasped, holding the hard wand, raising his right hand diagonally upwards, and a pale green curse spurted out and passed through the Gryffindor body in front of him.

    He has no entity, but an illusion apparition.

    "Young human wizard, you rejected me and made the most stupid decision."

    Gryffindor takes a step forward, his face is distorted, and the angle of the corner of the mouth is getting bigger and bigger.

    Numerous green mucus and flesh fragments fell from the inside, his body was rapidly expanding, and a rotting tentacle emerged, like the most terrifying nightmare.

    The tentacle slowly moves forward and seems to want to touch Ivan's skin.

    "Expecto Patronum !"Ivan shouted.

    The silver Patronus circling out, and the bright white mist blocks between the two.

    "Young human wizard, you still don't understand the true meaning of magic, you have never suffered the pain of all worlds collapse, you are just the humblest existence in the world."

    Gryffindor's face completely changed into the shape of evil god. The tentacle shook and slammed on the light screen. The mouth said crazy, meaningless words. "Sadly ants, you are just puppets in the hands of puppets, powerful in the unknown. In front of you, doing a useless struggle…"

    Ivan increased the transfer of magic power, which took a few seconds to repress, or centuries, and then suddenly realized that he should run.

    Regardless of the evil god in front of him, he no longer cares about the surrounding environment, and continues along the narrow hollow stairs next to the platform, rushing toward the front.

    Across the thick mist, the evil god's thick tentacles continued to pat, and with the power of madness, more and more ruthless, cold, as if to make the body of the text in half.

    Ivan gasped, and on the top of the small table, he saw a dull wood statue, which is a multi-fold reduction of the evil god, like the roots of a certain plant.

    He thought that he didn't think, waving wand, the red spell flashed.

    Unexpectedly, the wood statue shattered and turned into a little starlight dissipated in the air.

    Evil god The mad voice is drifting away, but it is still clear and incomparable. "The sad lamb, you defeated me in the illusion, but you don't know that you are entering another, more terrible illusion, the fear is gone, never disappears. , never ending…"

    Gradually calmed down, Ivan looked up and saw Gryffindor smile and stand in front of him.

    He took a step back in surprise and raised the wand in his hand with vigilance. Gryffindor waved his hand intently, and his face was more intense.

    "Don't be like this, Ivan!"He smiled and said, "The guy has disappeared. Now there are only two of us here."

    "How do you guarantee that you are a true Gryffindor, not the evil god posing?"Ivan hesitated and asked, chilling to the extreme.

    His heart beat so badly that he couldn't distinguish between illusion and reality. He felt like he was about to be driven crazy.

    "I can't prove anything, because I didn't really exist, it's just a part of this phantom magic, the consciousness that the body stays here."Gryffindor said with a smile, "You have performed very well and got my approval. Whether you want to believe it or not, I still want to tell you that you have passed the challenge. ”

    The first time this sentence was a surprise, it sounds completely frightening now.

    Gryffindor seems to be not surprised by Ivan's performance. He waved his hand. "I know you have a lot of questions. In fact, the evil god you see does not exist in real history. Huguet's luck was better than you. When he rushed to the top of the temple, the evil ceremony was not finished, and he managed to stop everything. ”

    "What was it that happened?"Ivan gasped and asked.

    "As you can see, it is what I imagined and reasoned, and it was presented to you by the power of magic."Gryffindor said with a smile, as if to explain a trivial little thing, "In the real world, the so-called evil god did not come to the world, it was just angry at the last moment, exhausted the power to break the void, and left me left behind Philosopher's Stone splits into two halves, that's it."