Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

"No, when did we listen to someone who was not a member of the association?" The old man sitting next to the great elder was unconvinced, "He is still an underage kid."

"Second brother! Since it was recommended by Black, it doesn't hurt to listen." The elder said, "My child, just tell me what you think."

Several people's eyes were focused on Louis, which put a lot of pressure on him. He glanced at Meseles, who was sitting in the middle, and there was a trace of curiosity and expectation in her eyes.

"I don't have any good ideas, and I seem a bit impractical in front of you." Louis bowed to them, looking extremely humble, "But I have always been curious about something."

"I would like to ask all the elders, except for the people within the Thunder God Society, no one else knows the location of the Thunder God Society, right?"

"Of course." The second elder was very confident, "otherwise, why do you think we have been able to exist safely for so long."

"Although I hate to admit it, the fact is that if we meet the Saints head-on, we have no chance of winning."

Except for the president Messelis and the great elder, several other elders nodded in agreement. This is also one of the conditions for their survival.

"But maybe that's not the case now." Louis poured cold water on them, "Think about it, how were the treasures taken away before?"

"A treasure? Didn't that disappear mysteriously?"

"I can tell you." Lewis directly interrupted the elders' speculation, "I saw that thing when Voldemort was resurrected."

"You mean, the Dark Lord, he's resurrected?"

The masked man stood up suddenly. The name Voldemort had a great influence on him. His hands were clenched tightly, and his expression was a little angry.

"Yes, and the treasure you are talking about is the key magical instrument for his resurrection." Louis affirmed. At that time, although he was hit by Jorkins' killing curse, he was saved by Elise's soul mark. He was one of the wizards who witnessed Voldemort's resurrection.

"There is no evidence for this."

"Third Elder, I remember Black also mentioned it at the time." The masked man retorted, "Any magical instrument has no autonomous consciousness, and it will not disappear for no reason. At that time, they investigated and suspected that it was a werewolf, so they went to Werewolf The tribe further investigates and collects evidence.”

"So? Didn't they discover nothing? In the end, they were attacked by the werewolves and were injured." The third elder sneered, "I see, they are just some smart guys."

"What a werewolf did?" Louis thought for a moment, "Voldemort does have a reliable werewolf beside him."

"You mean..." The masked man turned to look at him.

"If this is indeed the case, Voldemort, the British Dark Lord, knows the specific location of the Thor Society. Then the Saints organization, which has been against the Thor Society for a long time, cannot possibly not know the location of the Thor Society." Lewis analyzed.

"But everyone in our guild has cast the Loyalty Charm. It's impossible for anyone to expose their position."

"What if that person is a saint himself?" Louis glanced at him, "The Loyalty Spell can hide secrets in a person's soul? But if this person takes the initiative to reveal the secret to others, this spell will be ineffective against him. ”

The venue was silent for a while, and suddenly everyone burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha? It's just a joke." The old man sitting third on the right looked up and laughed, "Little baby? You are saying that there must be a mole within our Thor Society."

"This is the only possibility."

"Then let me tell you, this kind of thing can't happen." The old man said, "Everyone who joins the Thunder God Society, we conduct strict screening on him, including a series of interviews and investigations, and we will also use cameras when necessary. The Divine Mind extracts his memory."

"In this case, even a fly who wants to join the Thunder God Society will have to go through our checks at all levels. Do you think there will be an insider sneaking in?"

"Elder, you are wrong. The Legilimency and other methods you mentioned have no effect on a master of disguise." Lewis shook his head? "Memory can be deleted, and Legilimency is of no use to a master of Occlumency. It doesn’t work at all, not to mention that other Muggle investigation methods are child’s play for them.”

"The traitor's methods are impossible to guard against. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the Saints to survive for so many years under the dual pressure of the Ministry of Magic and the Thor Society, as you said."

Thor would use this kind of testing method? If he were replaced by Snape, he could easily pass the test.

"You brat." The old man was a little anxious. "Even if you brat is right, I don't believe it. Unless you fight with me, our Thor will respect strength. If you can beat me, I will naturally Convince you."

"Fifth child, you are so ridiculous!" the elder scolded, "Why are you arguing with a child?"

"Boss, don't blame the fifth elder. This guy is addicted to dueling, and you can't stop him." The old man sitting next to the fifth elder advised the elder.

"Okay, I have no problem." Louis spread his hands. These old men were indeed quite stubborn. He might only convince them by showing his strength.

After he said this, the fifth elder was stunned. He said it so casually, and this boy actually agreed. The key is that if you win, you will be accused of bullying others, and if you lose, you will lose face even more.

"This is nonsense! You guys are so shameless..."

"I think it's okay." Meserys spoke, "Since everyone can't give in to each other, why not let the fifth elders have a duel with Mr. Wiggins, and whoever wins will be left to his own devices."

"But President, isn't this too hasty..."

"Great Elder, do you think the Fifth Elder Council can't lose?" Meseles glanced at him indifferently, leaving the Great Elder speechless.

Lewis may have some strength, but he is still a minor, and his experience and magic power are not at the same level as the fifth elders.

"Great, why don't we bet something?" The old man who had just heckled rubbed his hands, "Lao Wu, why don't we take your rock?"

"You know how valuable my stone is, Fourth Brother!" the fifth elder scolded, "That is a top-grade alchemy stone. I'm afraid there are not many in the world. That kid can't come up with such a good thing."

"Is this okay?" Before the fifth elder could finish speaking, Lewis took out a locket from his pocket.

It was a locket engraved in the shape of a snake, and he placed it on the table. The moment it appeared, the air froze again, especially Cyril on the side, staring intently at the locket.

"This is... Salazar Slytherin's locket??"