Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

Ivan looked at the magic book in surprise, when Nicole Flamel gave him the "Book of Abraham"!

The pages of the book moved forward at an extremely fast speed, and soon came to the first page of the third page.

There, all the pages of the book were still covered in ink, and the specific content could not be seen clearly.

But Ivan noticed that the thick ink in the central part seemed to be showing signs of melting, and the color was getting lighter and lighter.

In the blink of an eye, a pattern appeared there, which looked very abstract.

Ivan recognized it at a glance, this is the image of the terrifying evil god in front of him.

"This is the power of the seal..." The evil god said in a disgusted tone, "Stupid humans, no matter how powerful your spells are, they can't prevent me from returning to this world. One day, I will come!"

Its sound became weaker and weaker, and soon disappeared.

And what Ai Wen saw in front of him was dissipating as quickly as ink stains melted into water, and the surrounding scene retreated backwards.

Soon, he returned to the real world.

Chapter 429 The End of Gryffindor

In the centaur temple, Voldemort's roar still echoed in his ears.

Ai Wen woke up, with pain all over his body, as if he was about to fall apart.

He felt as if he had been in the hallucinations for centuries, but only seconds had passed in the real world.

The Sorcerer's Stone floating on the chest gave off a faint red light, preventing Voldemort from getting any closer.

What just happened in the illusion is affecting the real world.

The breath of the evil god has disappeared, and the indescribable monsters it created have also disappeared.

Only Voldemort's black smoke was left, but it was at the end of his battle.

The battle just now quickly consumed the strength that Voldemort had recovered in the past few months under the care of vampires.

His current body is still very weak, and he can barely save some strength by relying on the magic power in the unicorn's blood.

After seeing Dumbledore, he was ready to run away.

But at this moment, the power of the ancient evil creature that had been fighting against him suddenly disappeared.

Voldemort roared and flew towards the altar, ready to get the Philosopher's Stone.

"The Philosopher's Stone is flying!" Ivan shouted, raising his wand with his last strength.

This time, without the obstruction of the evil god, his magic worked.

The Philosopher's Stone floated up slowly, bypassing Voldemort, and flew towards him quickly.

"No!" screamed Voldemort. "Karesis, stop him! Stop him!"

Under the protection of the pure magic power of the Philosopher's Stone, his current body and black magic cannot touch Ivan and the Philosopher's Stone.

Not far away, Keresis and the remaining vampires were fighting Dumbledore.

As soon as Voldemort's ear-piercing roar fell, the space beside Ivan was distorted, and the figure of the vampire appeared strangely.

He now looks wretched after his battles with the Unspeakable Creature and Dumbledore.

But his breathing was fairly steady, and there were no scars on his body.

Keresis raised his wand and stared at the Philosopher's Stone flying over.

Ivan's heart sank suddenly, and Dumbledore was still entangled by five vampires, and he had no strength.

No one can stop Keresis from obtaining the Sorcerer's Stone, and Voldemort has succeeded in the end!

Just when he was thinking this way, the magic that Keresis was about to cast suddenly stopped.

The pauses were short, maybe a second, and without warning.

In fact, no one even noticed anything strange except Aiwen who was directly below.

Ivan clearly saw that Keressis's wand waved obviously stopped for a second.

This was a crucial second, as Voldemort roared, the Philosopher's Stone flew into Ivan's hands.

In an instant, a bright red mist spread out from Aiwen as the center, and two broken magic stones were merging.

Ai Wen had no time to think about what was going on, he felt a powerful magic burst.

Under the effect of this magical power, the curse power left by Voldemort in his body quickly dissipated.

"Remember, you owe us once!" Keresis's deep voice sounded in Ivan's ear.

He shook his very black cloak, and his body disappeared from Aiwen again, leaving a black magic vortex in the air.

Ivan's head is not enough, this vampire is helping himself, isn't he a friend of Voldemort? !

This was the last thought in Ivan's mind, he didn't understand what was going on.

Dimly, he saw Keresis appearing beside the altar, and picked up the statue of the evil god.

Voldemort was still roaring loudly, and Ivan couldn't hear what he was saying.

He only felt a powerful black smoke rushing towards him, and under the strong impact, he fainted.

This time, Ivan didn't feel the darkness, nor did he enter a weird dream.

His consciousness continued, and he found himself lying in a space filled with golden-red light.

The light came from two objects of different sizes in the sky, and they were slowly merging together to form a whole.

It was the Philosopher's Stone, and its light was like the sun at noon in winter, warming the body and making it very comfortable.

If possible, Ivan would like to stay here forever.

After an unknown amount of time passed, he felt cold water dripping on his face.

One drop after another, as if someone was crying.

Aiwen heard a low cry, but he didn't know who it was.

He blinked and saw a pair of piercing brown eyes.

How strange, it seemed to be Hermione's eyes.

It must be a hallucination, how could Hermione be here? !

But to be honest, Ivan really seems to miss Hermione and wants to see her.

The separation of more than a month seems to be as long as a century.

Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand and hugged Hermione tightly in front of him, feeling soft for a while.

Everything is very real, if this is not a dream, how wonderful it would be!

The next second, Ivan heard Hermione's suppressed shout, and he blinked vigorously again.

In front of him, Hermione's pleasantly surprised smile gradually appeared, with tears stained on it.

"Evan, you finally woke up!" Hermione said.

Because she was caught off guard and suddenly hugged by Ivan, she looked very embarrassed.

But soon immersed in the joy of Ivan waking up, he bent down and hugged him tightly.

"What's going on?!" Ivan stared blankly at Hermione.

Feeling the temperature and heartbeat of the girl, he realized that he was not dreaming.

He hugged Hermione tightly and didn't let go.

I can't explain why, but it feels so good!

After a long time, the two slowly separated.

"Hermione, why are you here?" Ivan asked hurriedly, "Where am I now?"

"This is your own bedroom. Mrs. Mason just went down." Hermione said happily, "I received a letter from Dumbledore yesterday. He asked if I would like to come and take care of you. He thinks it's best for you to have someone now." Stay with me, your parents agree, and I happen to have time, so..."

Hermione blushed, and her voice was getting quieter.

Alvin already knew what she was going to say, and he was full of joy and joy that Hermione could come to accompany him.

"What's going on, why am I in my own home?" He asked softly.

"It's like this, Dumbledore said in the letter that the other professors originally planned to send you to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, but he thinks you'd better come back here." Hermione and Ivan separated, " Of course, they checked you, and you have no problems now, the curse is broken!"

Ivan felt that the Slytherin locket on his chest was significantly heavier, and he opened the locket.

The fully restored magic stone was quietly placed inside, glowing with a bright red soft light, like the purest gemstone.

As long as you touch it with your hands, you can feel the magic in it.

Chapter 430 Harry's Summer Vacation

"Is this the Sorcerer's Stone?!" Hermione followed, her voice full of concern, "Dumbledore said that under its influence, Voldemort's curse on you was completely broken, leaving no trace sequelae."

Ivan stared at the Philosopher's Stone for a while, then suddenly remembered, "Where is Sirius?"

"He's in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries. I heard from Dumbledore that he's seriously injured, but his life is not in danger. He needs to rest for a while." Hermione frowned and said, "Ivan, where did you go during your summer vacation? Where? Is the process of obtaining this Philosopher's Stone dangerous? Did the ancient centaur leave something behind?"

While Ivan was telling Hermione about his vacation experience, Harry sat up suddenly from the bed.

He was sweating profusely as he sat on his cot, breathing hard as if he were running.

He recalled the vivid dream he had just had, the scar on his forehead burning under his fingers.

The scar hurt so badly, as if someone pressed a red-hot wire on his skin.

Panting, Harry pressed one hand to his scar, and with the other he grabbed for his glasses in the dark.

He was sure that he had just dreamed of Voldemort.

It was a big, dark and dilapidated house, and beside Voldemort was a wizard named Keresis.

Harry was puzzled for a while, who is this wizard called Kerexis? !

In the dream just now, his body was tightly wrapped by a pitch-black cloak, and his face was extremely pale.

Harry didn't know the man, but there was no doubt that Voldemort had found new help.

In front of them, there was a statue in the shape of an ugly tree root.

Harry closed his eyes, trying to recall the dream just now, recalling Voldemort's appearance, recalling the statue, but the scar was getting more and more painful.

Voldemort was plotting something, but everything became blurred.

Harry couldn't remember, neither Voldemort's appearance nor their horrific conversation.

They were planning to kill someone, but they couldn't remember the name no matter what.

All he remembered was fear at the end, a powerful convulsion or the pain of his scar waking him up.

The perspective in the dream also made Harry feel worried.

He seemed to be lying on the ground, in the corner next to the blazing stove, like a snake...

Harry gasped for a moment, and it took a long time before his thoughts turned to the letter Hermione had written him not long ago.

Hermione told him in the letter that Ivan and Sirius had obtained the Sorcerer's Stone, and Ivan's curse was lifted.

However, two people were seriously injured.

Aiwen is better, has been sent back to his home, and Hermione is going to accompany him.

Sirius was sent to St. Mungo's Magic Injury Hospital, where his life was just out of danger and he needed to recuperate for a while.

Harry was worried about Ivan and Sirius, and he didn't understand why Dumbledore didn't tell him directly.

He worried about it for a whole summer vacation, but he didn't get any news.

Harry also wanted to do something, even if he couldn't go to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, he should go to see Ivan.

But actually, he's gone nowhere now, he can't even get out of this house.

Thinking of this, Harry felt angry for a while.

Although I have a godfather, this summer vacation is still as bad as before.

The only change is that the Dursleys are no longer hiding all his magic supplies, which Ivan had warned them about.