All things are three at Hogwarts

Holding the hand of Ravenclaw, Allen was apparated and taken to a cave deep in the black lake surrounding Hogwarts. Outside the entrance on the wall, rocks and aquatic plants were hidden inside. This was a cave with The magic has isolated the dry space carved out by the lake. Anyone who discovers this place and attempts to approach it must fight the mermaid tribe outside that is controlled at a glance without being able to touch the air.

The walls of this huge cave have naturally-formed textures painted with devil's blood. Allen can identify the functions contained in them through his current sensitivity to magic. It can block the detection of prophetic spells such as divination. This place, and the strong sulfur smell brought by this strong lower plane hell can also scare most magical creatures, making them know to stay away from this place.

An unpleasant rotten smell made Allen turn his head to the side. Some white heads were shaking in the distance. After taking a closer look, Allen realized that these things were zombies wearing Muggle armor. Under their scarred skin, Appearing in an unnatural gray-blue color and exuding a peculiar smell, these are like some mindless living dead resurrected by necromancy magic. They seem to be undergoing construction work under the control of some strange-looking devil overseers.

"I'm building a mage tower." Ravenclaw waved his hand to stop the devils in the distance who wanted to come over to greet their master. "Don't worry, these undead armies will be brought directly from the underworld when I use necromancy spells." As a coolie."

Ravenclaw took Allen directly into the tower that had just been built. He found that he had entered a room that was completely different from what he remembered in the Ravenclaw Tower. In the middle of the decorated hall, the circular wall surrounding the entire hall was evenly divided by three arches, and Ravenclaw took Allen directly into one of them, and a strong smell of blood hit his nostrils.

In the center of this room that feels slimy to step on is a pool of blood-red, still water. And a blue flame was shooting out of that strange, strange pool. The height of the flames reached directly to the roof of the room on this floor, and it seemed that it had been burning day and night for many days.

Beside the blue flames, more than a dozen Obscurans imprisoned in bubbles were floating in it, and there were some bloody things squirming on the floor, and from time to time, some pieces of flesh let themselves into the blood pool. .

Although Allen himself was already conducting some magic research that was somewhat unscrupulous, the imprint of the "more civilized" underlying rules of modern wizard society still made his hair stand on end when he saw this scene.

These twisted blood clots are obviously Muggles transformed by the magic of witches. They are imprisoned here and use their remaining lives to look down at their creator Ravenclaw.

The sticky floor of this house is because the ground is covered with disgusting biological tissue that keeps bleeding, and they are crawling next to the pool, as if they are suffering eternal torture.

Ravenclaw seemed to be a raven appearing in the darkness. She led Ellen towards the blood pool in the middle without saying a word. The silver thread sewn on her elegant blue robe reflected the blue firelight emanating from the blood pool. Those bloody things covered the slate floor with a disgusting carpet with their bloody bodies. Only when they instinctively gave way to their creator, the witch, could the wizard see the floor wet with their mucus.

Allen didn't say anything, just followed Ravenclaw, silently clasping the witch's pale and slender fingers to bring her warmth. The two wizards now walked side by side to the blood-red, still pool of water. waterside.

"Master, please spare me... it hurts too much." A piece of meat with barely visible facial features waved with deformed tentacles that looked like they evolved from the aorta, trying to attract the attention of Ravenclaw, while saying He begged in a slurred voice.

"The innocent Muggle women you tried before also begged you like this." Ravenclaw lowered his head and tilted his head, saying to the lump of meat in a rather innocent tone, and then saw the other person trembling with his own body. Not daring to say any more, Ravenclaw seemed to have lost interest in them and turned to look at Allen, "These are all people who have framed the unlucky Muggles as witches, or persecuted some people who just showed their magic power and rioted but didn't." They are little wizards who can protect themselves. Although I have no interest in their identity, it is obvious that if the target is chosen too casually, if Helga finds out, she will be sad and let these sinners play their final role. value."

Ravenclaw bowed slightly and stretched out his hand to touch the still blood pool water. The monsters around the pool who could make a sound began to exclaim in fear, and those who couldn't were trembling instinctively because they had seen more of their companions fall into the blood-red water, and then immediately wither and wrinkle and turn into debris and sink. At the bottom of the blood pool.

Ravenclaw herself was not affected at all. She just muttered a spell and slowly pulled out her hand. She was now even paler, as if the color of plaster. The witch whispered slightly proudly: "Look. "

Allen looked intently and saw that this was exactly the flowing red magic stone among the three magic stones given to him to make the magic stone when he met Ravenclaw's cannian in the first grade, but it was not blood red enough for him. Colors in memory.

"I don't have that much time to use conventional methods to accumulate so much vitality for this material, so I can only overdraw the lives of these Muggle sinners. But it seems that they can't withstand this kind of power in a short time, so there is no way The original human form that maintained them collapsed into pieces of flesh, but in this way, the vitality they contain is better than letting them enter the human form directly." Ravenclaw said as if he was exploring ordinary magic experiments with Allen.

Allen, who has a neutral attitude towards many things, didn't think there was anything wrong with doing this. After all, he himself had used serial murderers to conduct some experiments before, which also reminded Allen of the French alchemist who was not yet born. Warlock Nicolas Flamel: "Based on his deeds and being friends with Dumbledore, he shouldn't have used Ravenclaw's method... Then he... used it and died for about two years. Collected during the outbreak of the Black Death, when there were between 15 and 50 million people? It happened to be at the right time... Paris is such a good place. I don’t know if the magic stone needs to be recharged. If necessary, Ni But Flamel also had the luck to replenish his fortune during the plague and smallpox outbreaks in Paris in the 18th century... Six million people were buried in the Paris catacombs alone..."

Ravenclaw was obviously a little surprised by the power of the plague: "Such a severe Muggle disease? Then the Nicolas Flamel you just thought about is really lucky. He doesn't need to get his hands dirty like us... I'm just I used the gap to help you complete a semi-finished product, and you collected the remaining parts alone during the last time transition."

"Do you know in advance what I have to do next time?" Allen grasped the key points of the other party's words.

"The Philosopher's Stone is just a gift. If you don't make it by the way, it will be wasted." Ravenclaw nodded: "You know a lot about the Deathly Hallows, right?"