Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

If it is a freshly unearthed millennial relic, whether it is an archaeologist of muggle World or a relic investigator of magic circle, it will probably be be wild with joy.

But if that artifact is alive… To be honest, I am afraid anyone will be scared.

Right now, Enns was scared, and he was really scared. After all, it’s not good to be able to make such a big thing under the giant stone tablet.

He was first sneaked out of Hogwarts, and it would be nice to be here. The next thing to consider is how to slip back safely.

“If I can return to school alive, Young Master will recognize all the punishments.”

Ens rode the broomstick and lowered his body and marched quickly along the nearly straight central tomb. The surrounding tomb walls were constantly shaking, and the shredded gravel and dust fell to the ground, and his eyes were almost unable to open.

I don’t know if it is an illusion. He always feels that the feeling of oppression behind him has not disappeared because of the rapid distance. On the contrary, there is a growing trend.

“Wow–“

Suddenly, a strong and fierce attack came from behind Ens, and he hit him directly from the broom.

It was not too light to fall, and after he planted the broomstick, he slipped out of the ground on the tomb.

Although I only feel that I have a burning pain in my body, it is obvious that I have been worn out everywhere, but he still can’t help but secretly rejoice – at least there are not many obstacles in this tomb, otherwise he will be scratching something. Things, I am afraid that it is not just a simple matter of scratching.

However, now is not the time to feel at ease, it is better to say that the danger is already close at hand.

I couldn’t think too much, Enns could only endure the pain and quickly climbed up. His only thought at the moment is to stay away from it. No matter what it is, it is obviously not a good sign.

But I haven’t waited for Ensna to hold up the upper body’s hands off the ground, and a black robe suit squatted in front of him.

This sudden unidentified person made Ens could not help but feel stiff. Although he did not feel any pressure from the other party, it was like an ordinary person passing by him was generally unremarkable, but the intuition told him – it is best not to move!

I don’t know when the vibration in the depths of the Earth Palace suddenly disappeared, as if the entire World had calmed down at this moment.

At this moment, a very low-pitched voice suddenly sounded, and Ens couldn’t help but jump. He heard it, and the other person spoke something, but he didn’t even understand a word.

If the language can be connected, then he might be able to figure out the possibility of survival from the words of this person, and perhaps even find ways to create some hope of escaping for himself.

But if it is impossible to talk at all, the situation will obviously get worse and worse.

“What to do? What to do? What to do……”

Strong survival willpower, so Enns can not stop thinking for a moment. Even he himself understands that the guy who is under the stone monument by Salazar Slytherin is definitely a desperate existence.

“do not move.”

Suddenly, another voice swept past Ens. The voice is undoubtedly familiar, but he simply can’t think about it.

Because, just as he heard the sound, an extremely cold blue white beam crossed the top of him and penetrated the silhouette standing in front of him mercilessly. Then, the beam of light was exhausted, and then fell on the stone wall behind the silhouette of the memorial, and a large piece of masonry was completely coated with a layer of crystal hoarfrost.

In the next second, a force accurately “snapped” Ens’s back collar, and the Ens, who was still holding the ground and half-squatting there, did not dare to move straight back.

When Ens suddenly found that his feet had touched the floor tiles of the tomb, he subconsciously looked to his side – it was a back that didn’t look so tall, but at this time, it was better than any The majestic figure is reassuring and reliable.

“McLorne…Professor?” Ens yelled. “You…the blue white light…What the curse?”

That’s right, Marx, who noticed the change in the distant mountains, finally arrived – although he can’t say it is very timely.

For Ens’s surprise and surprise, Marx didn’t even return.

“Don’t let go, the blow I just made, even the hair of that guy didn’t hurt.”

Ens hearing this, can not help but squint a little bit to the place just now. It was this one that made him discover that…the original person’s silhouette was slowly becoming distorted, and with a few slight shaking and shaking, the silhouette gradually disappeared in place.

“That’s also a magic image?” Ens widened his eyes and looked deeper into the tomb. It seemed to be the real place to find the man.

“That may not be–” Marx stared at the front, the right hand in the palm of his hand, and the left hand took the portkey back to Hogwarts to the back of Ens, “hold this.”

Although Marx is very eager to ask this kid to ask him carefully, but there is still a “person” somewhere, it is obviously impossible to give him a good time to understand the situation. So, after swearing at Enss, he suddenly changed his sight to a position not far from the right.

There is nothing there, at least the Enns at the back looks like this. However, he also knows that Marx is far superior to his strength and experience, and his words and deeds should have a solid basis.

And just in the next moment, the facts quickly proved Ens’s guess.

“Herpo?”

Standing in front of Marx in the direction he was watching, he gave a very calm call. This vocabulary syllable, Enns is somewhat familiar, even if Marx uses an ancient language that he does not know.

“Well?”

When Marx’s words fell a little, along with a low voice from the open space, just that silhouette also showed up.

“hmph oh… young people, we finally met.”

Although the other party did not respond positively, Marx knew that the old wizard, dressed in black striped robes and white, was obviously the old dark wizard powerhouse still known as “Herpo the Foul”. Guy.

The old fellow was originally active, even earlier than the four founders of Hogwarts. According to some information, he appeared to have been born in the ancient Greek region of BC.

However, as the wizard who invented the terrifying dark magic prop of “Horcrux”, he forcibly opened the distance with death for more than two thousand years. Perhaps Slytherin tried to kill him, but it was obviously a failure, so he could only press it under the enchanting monument until today.

Of course, in terms of Ens’s experience, Salazar Slytherin seems to have left some means to calculate Herpo, but due to a lot of flaws, it is still a bad move.

Marx didn’t know much about Slytherin, but it didn’t prevent him from making a general understanding of the old monster that was standing opposite him.

“Yeah!” Marx looked at the other side. “I finally met.”

He had long guessed that Herpo was still alive, but he really didn’t want to see this guy. If possible, he feels that this product is best pressed under the temptation of the monument to the old days, always can not come out is the most comfortable.

In terms of Marx’s theory that “the older the era, the stronger the strength of the wizard”, the strength of the old fart guy of Herpo is hard to guess.

He will not be arrogant, but he has always been ignorant of the worst-case scenario, and what he should do next, he needs to be cautious.

Just as Marx calmly responded, Herpo looked at Marx a few times with interest. He didn’t even care that Marx was not far from him, and he glanced back at the frosty ice crystals that had cooled out of the cooling rule.

“The first strength of Rule,” Herpo caressed his pale long beard, slightly nodded, “good control… You can see that you have put a lot of effort into understanding the level.”

After admiring Marx, he picked up the same pale eyebrows, more or less emotional.

“I don’t think that the wizard’s research on the ‘magic essence’ has been regressing over time, replacing it with a rough but more reliable ‘form’…”

“That is, I have been lying under the stone for nearly a thousand years. Was the era of ‘magic popularization’ in the ideals become more and more distant?”

Having said that, Herpo was slightly paused and immediately chuckled:

“Merlin’s arrogant boy, also said that I want to see the absolute popularity of magic. I also ran to show the magic to the ordinary person, but I was beaten by the little girl named Vivian. Among them…”

From Herpo’s words, Marx got a lot of information at once. However, Merlin’s deeds are not very interesting to know. After all, it seems that he does not have much relationship with him.

It is the word “magic popularization”, which really confirms his many speculations.

And the old fellow who has lived for so long talks about the mystery of magic, which is undoubtedly the luck that many wizards want to have, but if the other party is a downright dark wizard, then things are completely different.

Marx shook his head and didn’t want to make any corrections to Herpo’s speculation, which was irrelevant. He wants to know now, what the old fart guy will want to do next.

If he can, he does not want to be easily hostile – although this may be a luxury.