Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

"Of course I don't mind."

Louis and Harry shook their heads at the same time. As for Sirius and Nicolas Flamel, two adults would not be so pretentious.

"Then, everyone, let's dance, by the way." Dumbledore ordered, "Kreacher, please go wait for us in the cave. Voldemort will restrict wizards from using magic to enter, but he doesn't care about single house elves. "

Kreacher bowed respectfully to them and then Disapparated.

"I'll go down first, taking Nick, then Harry and Louis, in pairs. Sirius, please stay behind to protect their safety."

After everyone was arranged, Dumbledore took Nick, and the two old men slid down the rocks and rushed into the sea at an extremely fast speed. At first glance, they did not look like they were both in three digits in age. old man.

"Let's go, Louis." Harry waved to Louis and followed the two old men into the water.

The cold seawater stung Louis' nerves, and the soaked clothes dragged him down. He took a deep breath, and his nose was filled with the smell of seaweed and sea salt.

To be honest, Louis's swimming skills were not very good. Fortunately, with Harry supporting him, he was able to use breaststroke to keep up with Dumbledore in front of him.

There was darkness all around in the sea, and Louis could only judge the direction through the sense of touch with Harry. Of course, at close range, he could still barely feel the position of Dumbledore and the others in front of him.

As the crack in the cliff got closer and closer, Louis could even feel the ball of light thrown by Dumbledore just now. He and Harry swam hard toward the light.

The crack soon turned into a deep tunnel, with the walls on both sides only three feet apart. The passage seemed to turn a corner in front, and Dumbledore and Dumbledore emerged from the water in front of the rocks.

But for Louis, the ascent was indeed difficult.

Harry pulled him up to swim, but the strength of the fourteen-year-old boy was not enough to drag another person up. Louis used almost all his strength at this moment, but he was not used to water and could only flop twice in the water. .

Suddenly, a strong hand picked him up from the endless darkness, and then he took a big breath of fresh air, his lungs greedily replenishing the gas they needed.

It was Sirius. At some point, he had surpassed Louis and others and was waiting for them on the shore.

"You should really learn the head-soaking charm, Louis." Sirius teased, and Louis found that his whole body was covered with water from head to toe.

"Thank you." Louis gestured to him, but the biting cold in the cave and the appearance of being soaked made them couldn't help but shiver.

"Yes, this is the place." Dumbledore's voice came from the front, and Louis saw him looking around for something with his wand.

"This is probably a hall, Albus," Nicoléme said. This was the first time Louis had heard him call Dumbledore by his name.

"The entrance may not be here."

"You're right, Nick." Dumbledore obviously agreed with what his old friend said.

He waved to Louis and the others, and everyone followed the two old men in front, but they were surrounded by walls made of rocks.

Dumbledore groped around casually, touching the stone walls as much as possible with his fingertips, and discussing something with Nico Flamel from time to time.

Suddenly, he stopped in front of a rock, took out his wand, and gestured in the air.

After a while, an arc-shaped outline appeared in that area, which seemed to be a mechanism like opening a door. After a while, it faded away, but the difference from before was that the edge of the stone was emitting white light.

Louis didn't know how this old man did it, but like an outsider, he could accurately determine Voldemort's hidden mechanisms without using a wand, just by touch and intuition.

"How are you, Louis, Harry?"

Sirius looked at the two of them with concern. Although Harry didn't want to admit it, his cold and trembling expression betrayed his current state.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot." Dumbledore finally noticed the situation here. With a wave of his wand, their clothes were dry instantly.

"Thank you." Harry and Louis said gratefully. Dumbledore smiled at them and then turned to the mechanism.

It seemed to take a long time to solve the puzzle, and then he calmly said to everyone:

"Well, it seems we have to use brutal methods."

"What do you mean?" Sirius' heart tightened. He was most afraid of this kind of puzzle that required a lot of brainpower. Besides, this was when he was in a hurry to find his brother.

"Albus is saying that if we want to go in, we may have to pay a price." Nicoléme explained.

"Price? Do you have to give it something?"

"Yes, and it should require blood." Dumbledore thought for a while and said.

Ah, another very typical Voldemort approach, you taste it, you taste it carefully.

"It's really too barbaric. As I said, that guy only believes in power." Dumbledore shook his head in disappointment. "It is indeed a good idea to weaken the visitor's power, but he has not realized that there is nothing better than physical strength in this world." The trauma is something more painful.”

Louis stepped forward. He observed the protruding white rock and touched it with his hand. Suddenly, a strong rebound force came back to him, and his whole hand quickly retracted as if he was electrocuted.

"You can feel it. Voldemort also placed a ban on the mechanism. If it doesn't pass through the medium, it won't be accessible at all."

"This can actually be regarded as a kind of fear in his heart, setting up double insurance for the agency."

"So, you must remember, Louis." Dumbledore's earnest teachings came into his mind, "Magical energy never comes from the body, but from the heart."

Lewis was silent, thinking about what Dumbledore said. Magical energy comes from the heart. This was the first time he had heard this.

While Louis was carefully studying Old Deng's words, Dumbledore had already picked up the silver knife in his hand and was about to harm himself.

"No, Professor." Harry noticed something behind him and objected. He stepped forward and took Dumbledore's hand.

"Let me do it, I can."

"Harry, your blood is more valuable than mine, there is no need to waste it here." Dumbledore didn't know if there was something in his words.

"But..."

Harry didn't know what to say. He grabbed Dumbledore's arm tightly and looked at Louis for help.

"Professor Dumbledore, you don't have to be like this, I think..."

However, before Lewis could finish speaking, he heard the sound of the stone wall turning.

The outline that had just faded was displayed again, this time it no longer changed. Several people turned their heads in shock, only to see the old Nick Flamel raising his injured hand to greet them.

"Why bother, Nick." Dumbledore shook his head helplessly.

"Someone has to do it, right?" Nick said while healing his wounds, "After all, I am also a dying person, so I can at least make some contribution to you."

"Thank you, Mr. Flamel." Sirius didn't know how to thank him. He wanted to take advantage of Dumbledore's way to sacrifice his life and open the door, but he didn't expect the old man to take the first step.

"It seems that the guess is correct, the effect is very obvious." Dumbledore pointed at the arch that appeared and said softly.

The blood on the rock had disappeared, as if it had been swallowed up by the stone, and was replaced by a gap, leading to boundless darkness.

"Follow me, and take out your wands." Dumbledore directed, taking the lead to walk into the cave. Nick, Sirius, Louis and Harry followed closely, each lit their wands, and started A true cave adventure.