Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

"Sirius!" Bellatrix didn't completely lose her mind like the others, at least she could still talk, she screamed, "Traitor of the Black family, you have sullied the glory!"

Her voice was hoarse and harsh, and it sounded uncomfortable.

"Shut up, I don't need you to teach me what to do!" Sirius yelled loudly, "I'm outside and you are locked inside, that already explains everything."

"I'll get out, I'll kill you with my own hands, I swear!" Bellatrix licked her lips and laughed wildly in a high-pitched voice.

She was clearly talking to Sirius, but her eyes were looking up and down at Ivan.

This made Ivan feel very uncomfortable. He seemed to have been missed by the other party. Like that voice, it was not a good sign.

"Let's go, I'm out of my mind arguing with this lunatic," Sirius said ruefully, "We haven't seen each other in a long time, but she's just as annoying as ever, like my dead Mother."

Sirius pulled Ivan forward, Bellatrix was still laughing wildly behind.

Perhaps because of her interruption, the strange voice that repeatedly appeared in Aiwen's mind did not appear this time, which made Aiwen slightly relieved.

Maybe, it just disappeared, everything is my own illusion.

"She has a closer relationship with Voldemort than other Death Eaters, and she gets more magic from him than others, which may be why she is still sane, but she is a madman, Whether she is rational or not doesn't make any difference to her." Sirius said as he walked, "Think about it, if parents and relatives are all such a group of people, who can bear it?!"

Chapter 386 Peter and the Throat of the Abyss

In the eerie Azkaban, Bellatrix's wild laughter was still echoing.

"Of all the Death Eaters on trial, Bellatrix was the only one who refused to plead guilty, and swears that her master will eventually return." said Dumbledore, frowning and observing Bellatrix carefully. For a while, I don't know what I was thinking.

"As far as I know her, as a ruthless and cruel person, Bellatrix has no special love." Sirius said, "She is almost a double copy of my mother, bringing family glory and Pure-blood stuff is on the lips."

Sirius didn't look at Bellatrix again, and seemed determined to ignore her.

"Of course, that was her when she was a student," he continued. "She became a Death Eater shortly after graduation, and she is still so loyal to Voldemort, even defending him at the Wizengamot Supreme Trial. It was really beyond my expectations.”

There are indications that Bellatrix has an ambiguous feeling for Voldemort.

Aiwen thought maliciously that there might be some kind of ulterior relationship between them.

Tsk tsk tsk, Voldemort and his favorite female Death Eater...

As they moved on, Sirius introduced him to a few more notorious Death Eaters and other Dark wizards, and the weird voice never appeared again.

Dumbledore didn't find anything unusual either, it seemed to be just his imagination.

Ivan breathed a sigh of relief, and walked forward for about 20 minutes. He couldn't help asking, "Where is Peter Pettigrew?"

"In a special place called the Throat of the Abyss, the core area of ​​Azkaban." Dumbledore explained, "Not all prisoners are eligible to be held there. The Ministry of Magic probably believes that Peter Pettigrew He is the most vicious prisoner, so he was specially imprisoned."

Hearing his words, Sirius let out a disdainful laugh.

"He doesn't deserve it!" he exclaimed.

"Of course he doesn't deserve it, he's not that strong, and he doesn't have the firm belief like Bellatrix." Dumbledore said calmly, "But there's nothing wrong with imprisoning him specially, at least It can prevent him from turning into a mouse and escaping."

They passed through the top cell and started down the narrow stairs on the other side.

The spiral stone staircase extends downwards, as if to lead to the deepest part of the earth, to hell.

The ground has long since changed from brick to primitive rock, and the temperature is getting colder and colder.

Aiwen can hear the sound of sea water, and this cave extends all the way into the deep sea.

He couldn't remember how long he had been walking, and the surrounding area was filled with fog again.

These fogs are brought by countless dementors, who hide in the checkpoints and narrow rock crevices along the way.

The dementors floated there silently, not knowing what they were waiting for.

"The Throat of the Abyss, I've never been here before!" Sirius said, he looked as surprised as Ivan, "I only know that the dementors all came out of this place, and this is the source of their production .”

Ai Wen looked around, and the indescribable sense of unease became stronger and stronger.

His consciousness began to blur, and the scene in front of him was undergoing earth-shaking changes.

However, when he looked carefully, nothing happened, everything was his illusion.

In the dimness, Ivan followed Dumbledore and Sirius to a cave glowing with faint green light deep underground, the number on it was seven.

This is Cell No. [-], where Pettigrew Peter is imprisoned.

He looked much thinner before, like a balloon suddenly deflated, pale, curled up tremblingly on an iron bed.

There was no light in Peter's dark eyes, and there was no aura that could prove that he was still alive.

He lay there lying there, without any perception of anything around him.

When the light of Dumbledore's Patronus shone on Peter Pettigrew, when he regained consciousness from the influence of the dementor, his first reaction was to cry.

He's there crying like an ugly big-headed boy before he realizes what's going on.

With all his strength, he crawled towards Dumbledore, Sirius and Ivan.

Pettigrew Peter knelt on the ground, saying words of repentance, just like what he said before, asking for everyone's forgiveness, and hoping that everyone can take him out of here.

Aiwen knew that he was not sincere, he was just afraid of dementors and Azkaban.

He is afraid to continue to be left here alone, to become a monster without a soul.

Ivan saw Sirius kick Peter Pettigrew roughly away, roll aside like a ball, and then he began to crawl towards him.

He was kissing his robes, pleading in pain.

If he could hear what he was saying, Ivan might feel pity for him.

But the scene he has seen now is completely different from reality. Under Pettigrew Peter's pleading, the green cave in front of him is collapsing.

Ivan found that something in his arms was glowing in the same way. He reached out and took it out. It was the red nameplate that Dumbledore had just returned to him.

It seems to be summoned by an unknown creature, and the monster on the nameplate seems to come alive suddenly.

The strange and unfamiliar words that sounded in his mind just now and the changes in front of his eyes were all the reasons for this nameplate, and Aiwen felt that his soul was coming out of his body.

This nameplate is like a door key, and under its attraction, Aiwen's soul leaves his body.

He was drifting forward rapidly, as if he was about to be taken to some unknown place.

He seemed to have had a dream, in which he dreamed of swirling lights.

The light is swallowed by the sea water, and there is an endless abyss and a rotating universe in front of you.

He followed the nameplate from the abyss to the moon, and from the moon back to the abyss.

Many dementors and other ugly demons emerged from the abyss deep underground, and they all looked at Ivan, twisted, noisy old demons laughing, green haired little devils with bat wings Also laughing.

Even the dementors became excited.

"Dementors are particularly sensitive to changes in the soul, and whenever someone dies, they become hyperactive."

Ivan remembered what Sirius told himself before, they were so excited, are they going to die? !

He drew his wand, intending to use the Patronus Charm.

But before he could recite the incantation, he found that everything around him had disappeared, and the scene returned to calm. He stood on the spot and panted violently.

Under the traction of the nameplate, his soul has reached the destination.

This is still the cell where Peter Pettigrew was, but no one else was there except Ivan.

Dumbledore, Sirius, Pettigrew, and those dementors, it's as if they never existed.

Where the iron bed was originally, a deep pit suddenly appeared.

This is a passage that continues downward. Although no one told Aiwen where this is, he suddenly understood that from now on it is the real Throat of the Abyss!

Chapter 387 The Dead Evil God

Ai Wen looked around, he felt as if his body had no weight.

Gravity seemed to have lost its effect, and he could touch the top of the rock wall with a light jump.

Then, Ivan realized that he is now in a state of soul.

His soul has been separated from his body and the real world, and under the influence of that strange nameplate from the evil god, he came here alone.

He doesn't know what the real world is like now, nor where it is. Maybe it's the same as what he experienced last night, this is another phantom magic.

The illusion magic left by Slytherin, maybe this is another test? !

After all, according to legend, Azkaban was built by Salazar Slytherin himself, and it was also the place where he lived in seclusion in his later years. There must be something unusual here.

Will he hide a certain part of the evil god's body here, so the nameplate will react.

If so, is it the brain or the body? !

Ai Wen thought for a while along this line of thought, but felt something was wrong again.

If the evil god created by the despicable Hai Erbo is really here, then it can't be as quiet as it is now, and the whispers just heard are completely different from the last time.

Even if it was an evil god, it would definitely not be the same guy.

Aiwen looked at the dark, bottomless huge pothole in front of him, and a thought suddenly popped up in his mind.

There is what Dumbledore called the Maw of the Abyss, the real underground abyss.

A voice was calling Aiwen, and he hesitated whether he should go in.

A long time has passed, and Dumbledore has not arrived yet, which means that his current situation is extremely bad, and even he may not be able to do anything about it.

Apart from the deep pit in front of you, there is no other exit from this room.

Continuing to wait is not an option. If this is really an illusion left by Slytherin, then doing nothing may be trapped here forever.

Alvin stopped thinking about it and decided to follow his instinct.

He walked to the side of the dark pit, and stretched his glowing wand into it.

It's dark below, and you can see everything, and it seems to be very deep.

In the next second, Aiwen jumped in directly. Anyway, he is now in the state of soul. Except for the evil black magic, no matter what happens, it will not cause him any harm.

He fell straight down, down in an endless dark abyss.

Despite his best efforts, the light on his wand had no effect. The darkness oppressed from all directions, and Aiwen couldn't see anything.

Desperation and fear go hand in hand, and the sense of oppression is getting stronger and stronger.

Aiwen seems to be falling like this, and will never reach the end.

But soon, he discovered the difference, the air around him was no longer, but a strange icy substance appeared, completely enveloping him.

Ivan froze for a moment before realizing that these things were water.

He is now in the icy water of the North Sea. After jumping from that deep pit, he has come directly below the island where Azkaban is located, to the bottom of the sea.

Because it is in the state of the soul, Aiwen doesn't need to worry about oxygen and breathing problems.

He relaxed completely, looking around by the light of his wand.

Unknown schools of fish swam past him, circled Ai Wen for a while, and disappeared into the cold sea water.

I don't know how long it took, and Aiwen suddenly found that he could move freely.

He stopped going down, and the strange nameplate that shone with light in his arms gradually calmed down, which meant that he had reached his destination.

Although what happened in front of him was completely beyond Aiwen's understanding.

But there seemed to be something attracting him around here, and he could feel it.

He tried not to think about it, not to use magic or science to explain these unreasonable things, he only knew that as long as he found what the nameplate needed to let him see, he could leave here and return to the real world.

Ivan was swimming in the dark sea water, and in the next second, he seemed to have bumped into something.

He raised his wand, and in front of him was the body of a gray creature, round and long, no matter which direction he looked, it was impossible not to see the end.

The creature seemed to have been dead for a long time. Its body was motionless, and its surface was dull, showing a dark gray color that was about to rot.

"What is this?" Ivan asked strangely, "It looks like a huge rubber tube."

He walked along the "pipe" for a while, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became.

After a few minutes, seeing more such tubes, Ivan finally realized what it was, and these tubes were probably the tentacles of some kind of creature.

He couldn't explain why, but almost instantly, he thought of the evil god from the tentacles.

In front of him was the body of an evil god. Ivan hurried away, but stopped immediately. He didn't feel any danger.