Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

Along the way, looking at the unfamiliar scene in the woods, Ivan was cautious.

Sirius couldn't help but persuade him to relax, there was no need to be so nervous.

"Look at the tiny soft yellow flowers on those low bushes!" He pointed to a strangely shaped plant, trying to divert Ivan's attention from thinking about those messy things, "You haven't seen it before, have you? This kind of plant is a specialty here, they only grow in the countries around the Mediterranean Sea, and the scientific name is..."

"Quercus cochineal!" Ivan looked up and continued, "I used this plant when I was making advanced interpretation potions. The market price per kilogram of weight is three gold galleons, and the processed one is five gold galleons. Long."

The appearance of Quercus cochineal is like a shrub or small tree.

It has off-white bark with spikes and is the national flower of Albania.

The rhizome of this flower is an essential material for making advanced potions. It is highly acidic and difficult to handle. It can only be used in potions classes above the fifth grade.

"It seems that you have indeed previewed the Potions textbook well in advance. With a student like you, Snotlite will be happy!" Sirius said a little embarrassed.

"He generally ignores me and Hermione now!" Ivan said, "As long as it doesn't disturb him to bully other Gryffindors, he will treat us as if we don't exist."

"Since I'm no longer a professor, I don't have to abide by Hogwarts' school rules." Sirius said angrily, "If the snot-nosed man dares to bully you again, sooner or later I'll find a chance to give him a hard lesson."

Ivan expressed doubts about whether Sirius had complied with the school rules.

And from the perspective of overall strength, his current strength is far from Snape's opponent.

The 13 years of prison life in Azkaban had a great impact on him, and until now, his face has not completely recovered from the original decline.

After talking about Snape again, there was another moment of silence between the two.

"I know what you're thinking now!" Sirius took a deep breath, "Actually, many people have seen the Banshee of Death, and they didn't do anything to harm others except that their voices were ugly. As for death Omen, I've seen too many, you don't really believe in that trick, do you?!"

"Of course, I didn't take that banshee to heart!" Ivan replied absent-mindedly, "I was just thinking about other things..."

Many omens and signs indicate that their trip will not be too smooth.

Dumbledore who lost contact, Voldemort lurking in the dark, the evil god who is slowly recovering his strength, and the sudden appearance of vampires and banshees...

Faced with these, Ivan has prepared for the worst.

But unexpectedly, until they entered the centaur ruins, nothing happened.

The journey in the woods was very smooth. After climbing a hillside, the ruins of the city left by the fallen centaurs 800 years ago appeared in front of them.

Unlike the centaur tribe in the Hogwarts Forbidden Forest, this ancient ruin is located between two towering peaks, and clusters of stone buildings are arranged one after another.

The narrow entrance to the ruins is a winding alley paved with grass-green cobblestones.

The alley goes upward along the rugged and steep mountain, relying on the terrain to build a natural defense.

Every few steps up, you will see a strong fort or wreckage of the level.

It is conceivable that as long as the fallen horsemen hide behind these fortifications and use bows and arrows to attack the intruders, even ferocious giants will find it difficult to rush up.

Upward, there is a huge circular platform, and the terrain is not so steep.

The living environment here is much better than below, with fewer houses and many temples and decorative obsidian statues.

These statues are all kinds of horse people in different shapes.

Not surprisingly, they are all the ancestors of the centaurs. It seems that even though they believe in evil gods, the fallen centaurs still maintain awe of their ancestors.

At the highest point of the ruins, there is a huge and magnificent temple.

This is also the only intact building in the entire centaur ruins. The whole body is made of the hardest obsidian, and it is full of exaggerated carvings. It looks exactly the same as the Temple of the Moon in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, except that The scale is much larger.

Aiwen looked upwards from the entrance of the ruins, and finally locked on the towering terraces on both sides of the central temple.

Everything in front of him can correspond to his dream last night.

However, the ruins of the centaur in front of him were not the exquisite and beautiful city with golden light that he saw in his dream. Time mercilessly destroyed everything.

The wizard adventurers who arrived recently, in order to find valuable items, even destructively smashed the remaining ruins, leaving only a mess.

The river beside the cobblestone alley has long since dried up, replaced by a weedy river.

The stone huts with beautiful red roofs built by the horsemen also no longer exist, and the exquisite wall bricks are scattered all over the place, silently telling the glory of the past.

In order to obtain the gold and gemstones inlaid on the statues, the intruders destroyed all the centaur statues they could find, regardless of their artistic value.

As for the central temple, it is also the place where all adventurers are most concentrated. Although there is no change from the outside, when Aiwen and Sirius enter the ruins, they can vaguely hear loud rumbling noises from time to time in the temple. .

Needless to say, the vast majority of intruders are unaware of the mechanisms designed by the horsemen based on astrological changes.

But they have another way to enter the core area, and that is to destroy.

No matter what mechanism, as long as all the gates are destroyed with powerful spells, sooner or later they will enter the deepest part of the temple.

Although this method is simple and crude, it is really very easy to use.

The fallen horsemen who disappeared suddenly did not seem to have left any curses or other defensive measures to protect their sacred temples.

Not to mention wizards, even Muggles can easily break in.

This is why Sirius and Ivan did not continue to stay in the bar to wait for Dumbledore, but decided to come here first.

Chapter 416 Voldemort and the Vampire Keresis

When Aiwen and Sirius entered the centaur ruins, a shimmering orange-yellow light flickered in the darkness in a hidden stone room at the deepest part of the temple.

"Last night, my people met Sirius Black in that bar, and there was a boy beside him, about twelve or thirteen years old!" A man said, his voice was deep and powerful, "That child's sense of magic power Strong, beyond imagination..."

"It's really interesting!" said another voice.

This was also a man, but his voice was strangely high-pitched, as cold and biting as the wind.

"Black and a boy, he should be a student of Hogwarts, maybe that's why Dumbledore suddenly appeared in this forest!" The cold voice paused for a while, "Let me think about it, no accident, Our goals should be the same, both of which are the powerful forces hidden in this deserted centaur temple."

"I don't understand, since you have already chosen that magic, why do you come here to look for other powers, you should know what kind of evil is hidden in this place!"

"You don't understand, Keresis, although we have a common ancestor, our pursuit of power is not the same." The voice said with a chill, "No matter what is here, I will get the ancient centaur to keep it." That Philosopher's Stone that I've dropped, it'll make me stronger!"

"The magic that leads to the final area requires a lot of flesh and blood to break." Keresis said, with a hint of worry in his voice, "I suspect that the magic itself is an ancient sacrificial ceremony, and we are summoning someone who does not belong to the Monsters of this world."

"I can feel that voice is speaking to me. But it's bluffing, it's weak now, even weaker than me, and it can't stop us at all." The cold voice now has a threatening tone, "according to Do as I say, Keresis, order your people to lure more fools here, we need more sacrifices of flesh and blood to open that door. Before Dumbledore sees through and returns here, we must To enter the core area."

There was a moment of silence, and the atmosphere in the room was extremely suppressed.

"You should still remember our agreement, Voldemort?!" Keresis said softly, "For Slytherin's sake, I must remind you again that we are just a cooperative relationship, and my people and I have no Not your men."

"I naturally remember that our goals are the same, Keresis!" Voldemort now changed his tone and said in a smooth tone, "After I fully regain my strength, I will help you solve that trouble, I I also want to see what our great ancestor Salazar Slytherin left behind."

"If you really want to help us, then hurry up and recover your strength." Keresis said with a hint of anger in his tone, "It can be done without Harry Potter!"

There was another silence in the room, which lasted longer than before.

"Without Harry Potter?" Voldemort seemed to be thinking, and he said softly, "I see..."

"That boy is under Dumbledore's strict protection, and we have no chance of getting close to him at all. I don't want my people to die for your stupid insistence." Keresis raised his voice, "If we use another Wizard, whether it is a man or a woman, the matter can be settled quickly, and we can bring you a suitable candidate at any time. In my opinion, the boy next to Black is good, he has strong magic power."

"Use another wizard?!" Voldemort's voice became colder, "You don't understand, it has nothing to do with the strength of magic."

"I don't see any difference in this, my opinion is obviously more reasonable." Keresis continued, "As long as you give up that meaningless persistence, you will soon become stronger, instead of being like a It's huddled here like a bug."

"I know everything, Keresis!" hissed Voldemort, his blood-red eyes fixed on the vampire in front of him. "It's not for nothing!"

For a moment, he seemed to want to cast a death curse in response to the other party's offense.

A giant snake at least twelve feet long also slid gently around the corner, leaving a meandering, wide track in the thick dust of the ground.

It spat its cold core at Keresis with a hissing sound.

The situation was tense to the extreme, Kerexis put his hand on the wand at his waist.

But nothing happened, and Voldemort started talking again, with enough coldness in his voice to make all the hairs on a man's body stand on end.

"I have my reasons for using that boy, as I have explained to you, and as for the strict protection of that boy, I am sure that my plan will work."

"But your plan will take a few months at the earliest to succeed." Keresis was not convinced, he glanced at the big snake on the ground in disgust, and tightly held his wand with his right hand, "You should know that in this During this period, any accident may happen.”

"I won't use anyone else's. I've been waiting for 13 years. It doesn't matter if I wait a few more months." Voldemort said in a whispering voice, "I have my own plan. If you want to continue to cooperate, then Just don't talk about it."

"Very well, I noticed that you killed that woman named Bertha Jorkins!" Keresis said angrily, "If this is your plan, how stupid! I remember I I remind you, that woman is a Ministry of Magic official."

"I killed Bertha Jorkins out of necessity, and after my interrogation she was useless, utterly useless," said Voldemort tactfully, "and if she returns with the news that she met me on holiday The Ministry of Magic, that would really spoil our next plans."

"We have many ways, not necessarily to kill her." Keresis said, "We have many special magics that can change her memory."

"I have to admit that compared with the magic of ordinary wizards, the vampire family does have a lot of magical spells, but it is not safe." Voldemort said, "No matter what kind of magic, as long as you meet a powerful wizard, you will not be able to use it." It works again, I've confirmed that when I interrogated her."

Keresis did not speak, obviously not agreeing with Voldemort's point of view.

"All in all, it would be an insult to her memory not to use the information I got from her," said Voldemort softly, "as long as you do as I say and find my most faithful servant, he will Do the rest for me."

Chapter 417 The Vampire's Conspiracy

"The most loyal servant?!" Keresis said disdainfully, "In return for his loyalty, all that guy can get is death."

"If that's the case, it will be his honor to die for Voldemort, which many of my followers are clamoring for." Voldemort said grimly, "How are your people doing on the British side?" gone?"

"It's coming soon. They are waiting for their chance. You can't expect a group of vampires to break into the house of a high-ranking Ministry of Magic official in broad daylight, looking for a Death Eater who is hiding." Keresis said, "We got the news. Soon, England will host the Quidditch World Cup. At that time, wizards will pour into that country from all over the world, and those nosy guys from the Ministry of Magic will all be dispatched in one place, thinking about safety, lest they be confused The melons found that there was no energy to take care of other things, and we were going to do it at that time."

"Don't make the scene too big, Keresis, we can't get the attention of Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic yet." Voldemort said softly, "I can wait, believe me, you and your people are very important, I don't want your sacrifices to be in vain."

"It's really an honor!" Keresis sneered.

There was another awkward silence, neither of them said anything.

The deep sense of distrust between the two parties is self-evident!

For Voldemort, he could even give up his most loyal servants. There is really no reason to believe that a group of uncooperative vampires would be so important to him.

"Prepare me a body." After a long time, Voldemort said in that icy cold voice, "I can feel that the last magic of this temple is about to lose its effect. I want to get the Sorcerer's Stone and see for myself That guy down there. I have heard many stories about them, the power of this unknown creature from the void is very unique, maybe it will come in handy.”

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Ivan walked in and followed Sirius into the desolate centaur ruins. They followed the winding and rugged path to the empty square in front of the central temple.

The sight in front of him surprised him.

Compared with imagination, this place is really too lively.

There were hundreds of wizards crowded together, and there was an endless stream of hawking everywhere, which looked like Diagon Alley.

There are a full range of potions and adventure supplies on the stalls. In addition, there are many merchants and even goblins collecting the spoils they just found from the centaur ruins.

These trophies include stone slabs engraved with ancient runes, planetary trajectories, centaur sacrificial items, etc., but the largest number are made of gold in large quantities, with weird and abstract styles, and weird decorations that don't seem to have any meaning.

Aiwen looked suspiciously at a goblin under the banner of Gringotts, and what it had just collected from a team of explorers.

He never knew that the fallen horsemen had collected so much gold.

This fallen centaur seemed to be different from the centaur he knew. In the Moon Temple in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, all he saw were cheap obsidian and granite.

And this extinct centaur clan obviously wants to live more extravagantly.

This is too suspicious. Looking at these gold ornaments, Aiwen doubts whether this is a deserted centaur tribe or an underground vault of Gringotts.

You know, for a long time, the centaurs have been outside the mainstream society of the magic world.

As a proud jungle creature, they usually avoid contact with humans or other creatures unless necessary, and they don't trust wizards or goblins.

They have their own areas of concern, magical healing, divination, herbal medicine, archery and astronomy.

Aiwen has not heard of it, nor has he seen it anywhere. The horse people will be interested in gold, a precious metal that only humans and elves like.

They do not need to trade with the outside world, and they are usually self-sufficient.

A deserted relic left by the lost centaur civilization, originally only a few collectors or historians of magic who were interested in the centaur civilization would pay attention to it.

But because of the gold, it attracted a large number of greedy adventurers in a short period of time.

Besides the shamans who traded in the square, there were many more in the central temple.

On the far side of the square, there are a large number of simple tents of various shapes, which are managed by special personnel and can be rented to adventurers in need.

"It's so strange here!" said Sirius. "Where did the centaurs find so much gold to make these ornaments?"

"Unless they, like Flamel, modify the Philosopher's Stone to give it the ability to turn stones into gold, I don't see how they can do it."

Squatting in front of a booth, Aiwen carefully looked at a mask made of pure gold.

"You only need to pay one hundred Galleons to take this thing away!" The booth owner shouted, "This mask has a high collection value."

"Thank you, I don't need it!" Ivan said, "I think I'd better not touch it."

He stood up and pulled Sirius quickly aside.