Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

Without Volva's introduction, Louis could probably figure out what this room was used for.

This should be the core area of ​​the entire Sun Temple. The surrounding walls are densely painted with various murals, which seem to be the legendary life of a great wizard.

From the moment the baby falls to the ground, a golden light shines in the sky, to leading the tribe of humans to repel the flood beasts, waving the branch-like wand to fight one tribe after another, powerful power bursts out of the wand.

"This is the eleventh king of the Mayans."

"A wizard too?"

"For now, yes." Volva explained to them, "Johnny, Joel, this is something you won't be taught in the history of magic class. The guy in Baghdad doesn't like Mayan culture. However, the fact is that America The origins of mainland wizards may come from this person.”

White marble was laid out layer by layer to form an inscription pyramid. The stone was engraved with Mayan characters. Louis couldn't understand it, and no one among the wizards present could understand it.

But it can be seen that a tomb of this size is indeed consistent with the status of a king.

"Go up and have a look?"

The top of the pyramid was where the body of the tomb owner was stored. Louis was not interested in the dead, but the inverted triangle-shaped device made him feel a little curious.

"Be careful."

Volva warned, her expression a little serious, and the black device made her feel a little uneasy.

The four people used the levitating spell to slowly approach. Louis stared at the black device. The surface of the inverted triangle was completely black, and it seemed to be suspended in the air by a strange magnetic field.

"Holy shit, what's going on?"

Johnny's exclamation attracted his attention, and following his gaze, a shocking picture instantly came into view.

The upper panel of the coffin was empty, and there was a person lying completely inside.

"Miss Trelawney, are you sure this is the king of the Mayans?"

"You kid, just call me Volva"

Volva quipped, looking carefully at the person lying in the coffin.

"It is indeed the ancient Mayans, but even the most powerful magic today cannot preserve the body for thousands of years."

"Could it be that undead magic was used?"

"Impossible." Volva immediately retorted, "Undead magic tends to be ordinary magic and has a special aura. Although I don't quite understand how that aura is generated, there is no fluctuation of undead magic around it. ”

The Mayan king from thousands of years ago lay quietly on the marble slab, as if asleep. His body showed no signs of weathering after thousands of years of time, and the white marble coffin remained as new as ever.

"Professor Trelawney, look at his hand, he seems to be holding something."

Jon pointed in the direction of the old king's bulging palm. Volva controlled her body with her wand and slowly spread his hand, revealing a blue gem in the palm of her hand.

The sapphire was shining brightly and seemed to be whispering something inside.

Volva's expression changed, and she quickly threw the sapphire into the air, and then recited a complex spell in the direction of the gem.

The gem stopped in mid-air under the influence of magic, and suddenly exploded like star powder. Louis and the others quickly used their arms to block it, but the powder floated in the air and gradually formed a picture.

A huge demonic image is suspended in the air, and underneath is the miserable hell on earth. The meteorite tsunami seems to have received the demon's call to corrode the world. There are constantly groups of wizards fighting in the world, but no one can stop the dark army led by the demon. , the four loyal knights under the devil are struggling to extinguish the last flame of hope for mankind. It is a castle, the wizard's last place of resistance.

"This, what is this?"

Johnny and Jon's faces were full of fear. This was their first time experiencing war at such a close distance, which was shocking to two people who were not deeply involved in the war.

"The prophecy of the Mayans, it seems that this king is not only an excellent wizard but also an excellent fortune teller."

No one knows the prophecy better than Volva. It is not easy to make such a complete prophecy.

"Prophecy? Will such a terrible thing really happen?"

"Maybe it will, maybe it won't. The prophecy itself is something that exists based on time." Volva said, "There is no guarantee that it will happen 100%, but there is always this possibility."

"Murphy's Law.

. " Louis murmured.

"What's the ink?"

"Nothing." He immediately changed the subject, "Maybe this is the Mayans' doomsday prophecy."

Louis has seen this kind of prophecy more than once, and he also knows what will happen in the future.

The deal between Voldemort and the evil god will inevitably lead to the destruction of this world. The evil god is so terrifying that even the legendary wizard Merlin is helpless against it.

"Doomsday prophecy??"

"Don't worry, according to the calculation of time, we still have a full seventy years to prepare."

Volva always prepares the worst for the predicted outcome, and anything with probability will inevitably happen.

After the prophecy was presented, the blue dust reunited and turned into sapphire, which was returned to Volva's hands.

"You don't seem worried at all?"

Louis slumped his shoulders. He was already used to the word apocalypse.

Firenze the Centaur had previously made a prediction about the fall of three stars, which was very different from what the Mayan said. It was almost a near-death situation.

"It doesn't matter. After 70 years, we can always find a way."

Louis smiled, maybe after returning to the real world timeline, Volva already has a way to deal with the evil god.

"So you've got what you want? Isn't it this prophecy?"

"The predictions of the Mayans are very research-intensive." She carefully put the blue gem away, "Let's go, there's nothing to see here. I don't think you can crack the secret of the inverted triangle for a while."

"But this thing always makes me feel uncomfortable."

Volva frowned. Ever since they approached the thing on the corpse, the inverted triangular device suspended above their heads had never made any movement.

"Stanney, why is your hand injured?"

Johnny looked at his companion beside him and wanted to help him, but he pushed him away.

"I probably got scratched accidentally just after crossing the secret passage."

Jon used healing magic to heal the wound, but a drop or two of blood on his hand still slipped from his palm.

When the red liquid stained the marbles underneath, an accident happened suddenly.