Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

"Be prepared for the battle!" Ugte muttered, taking his rifle out.

Looking at the slowly opening stone door, Ai Wen concentrated his attention and prepared for a big fight.

The next second, he gasped and put down his wand. There was nothing outside the stone gate.

At this time, the fallen horses all fought outside, and did not expect someone to sneak into the depths of the lake, and the whole moon temple was guarded against emptiness.

"Very well, our combat plan was successful. No one noticed that we have entered the temple." Ugte did not hesitate and turned to the channel on the left. "Go here, human! We don't have much time to waste." To reach the top of the temple before they find it, where is our destination, and evil rituals are going on there."

Under the dim light of the torch, the ancient temple is full of mystery.

The mottled walls are only left with traces of years of erosion. Many of the horse-specific pictographic ornaments and huge stone carvings stand quietly in the corners and are covered with dust.

In the empty passage, only two people's rushing footsteps echoed.

As soon as not long ago, Ai Wen entered the scene that he saw in this temple for the first time. Even after a thousand years, the calm temple has not changed.

However, he soon discovered the difference. As he passed through a huge round arched stone room, Avon noticed that the walls above and around the walls were covered with dark red paint.

There is a question in his mind. What are these fallen horses doing? !

Why do they use their red paint to smear their sacred temples? This is too unusual.

Immediately, he found himself wrong. These dark red liquids are not pigments at all. They are all blood stains that have solidified. There has been a massacre here!

There was no corpse, no wreckage, only the dry blood clot was left behind, quietly telling the crimes that had occurred in this room.

Ai Wen followed Uggt and walked in, his feet on the ground sticky, giving a tear and tear like a subtle sound.

嘶拉,嘶拉,嘶拉

The sound sounded uncomfortable, and the pungent **** smell came.

Ai Wen felt a nausea, and he resisted himself not to spit it out.

"The fallen horses are completely insane. I believe that the evil spirits can lead them to glory!" Uggt is also very uncomfortable. "According to its requirements, they captured a large number of creatures here to kill, the evil spirit and Its believers need a lot of flesh and blood as a tribute."

"It’s a crazy move, let’s go!” Ai Wen waved.

He tried to hold his breath, tightened the collarbone, and suppressed this physiological reaction. He never thought of seeing this scene in the Maman Temple.

As Professor Trelawney said, this dark temple is full of taboos.

They quickly moved forward, through the room, the stone door slowly opened, and Ai Wen took the lead, then he suddenly stopped, his eyes wide open and the front of the ramp.

On the ground not far away is the body of a water monster, Gedillo.

It seems to have been forgotten by the fallen horses. The highly rotten face is facing Ai Wen. The face is like a human being, the expression is painfully twisted, and the missing muscles seem to be smothered by unknown creatures. With hate, the darkness is watching the front.

Ai Wen did not kill Glidillo, but it is definitely a killer.

Just to satisfy the killer's momentary pleasure, or perhaps even more evil, in order to torture the soul of this monster, let it live forever and restless.

This is the key to making the Horcrux. Through the torture before death, the soul becomes extremely unstable, more easily split, or absorbed.

The feeling of nausea grew stronger, and Avon’s wand subconsciously picked up.

A golden flame emerged from the contradiction of his wand, burning the body of Glidillo, hoping to give it a rest.

"This is only part of it. The crimes that will be witnessed will go far beyond your imagination!" Uggt said coldly, with a repressed anger in his voice. "The evil spirit makes the noble horse fall into an evil heresy, forever. Also can't be forgiven!"

Ai Wen nodded, and the mouth was full of bitter taste.

He tried to make himself look calmer, as if these were not a big deal, and he was determined to stop the evil **** who was being summoned.

The circular room, which is all coagulated with blood, seems to be a signal. As Uggt said, on the way back, Aiwen saw many unimaginable pictures.

The walls at the ends of the passage are covered with horrible monsters, and they lick their teeth to swallow their flesh and blood.

According to Ai Wen, these devilish creatures will never appear in any magic book. They are like the imaginary things of the horses. They never existed in the world.

He also hopes that everything is as he thinks, these monsters are all non-existent, otherwise he can hardly imagine how to fight them, which is far beyond his common sense.

All the way to see and hear, let him have a new understanding of the species of the horse.

In the words of the home-grown elf Dobby, if a domestic elf falls, then he will be bad and incorrigible, and this sentence applies equally to the Ma.

Hobby stargazing, divination, archery, these are not all of the Ma people.

This kind of rough creature with a rough appearance is filled with unimaginable fanaticism.

Ai Wen and Uggt all the way forward, although there is no communication, but both of them are subconsciously accelerating their pace.

"Wait a minute, this is really weird!" Uggt said, frowning. "The temples are too quiet. They can't leave a guard."

Although it is a latent raid, if you let them go to the top of the temple and destroy the ongoing summoning ceremony, it is a big joke.

The fallen horses will not be so stupid, and the challenge of Gryffindor’s extra placement for Avon will not be so simple. There must be something waiting for them.

"Those fallen horses are all fighting outside, if they are not allowed to enter here, or they have other defenses." Ai Wen analyzed.

He thought of the horror statues he had seen in that room before, and those worm-like monsters that were all filled with holes.

"Maybe we can." Ugte suddenly stopped.

He clenched his long gun and looked nervously ahead of the ramp, as if something was coming.

嗡, 嗡嗡, 嗡嗡嗡

Ai Wen stunned, how can there be a bee here, but he soon saw what it was, there is nothing like a bee than these monsters. (To be continued.)

The thirty-sixth chapter is full of taboo evils: