I, Hogwarts Week Two

(Under revision)

The elevator slowly descended and the surrounding light gradually dimmed.

At this moment, the floor tiles under their feet lit up.

The intricate patterns on the surface are similar to the family crests commonly seen in Europe - the goblins also have their own crests carved on the floor tiles.

Light rises from these patterns.

Like a magic circle.

The magic circle passed through their bodies and finally floated above their heads, becoming a fixed light source that helped them dispel the darkness.

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The Elven Kingdom is deeper than anyone imagined.

The elevator descended for more than a minute, and there were still rock walls all around.

Owen could feel that the speed of this elevator was actually very fast, at least much faster than ordinary elevators.

In this minute, it felt like they had descended at least a thousand feet. (More than three hundred meters)

But this is still not the end.

About thirty seconds passed.

Suddenly, the darkness in front of Owen's eyes seemed to be cut off. Extremely rich colors rose from the soles of his feet.

"Oh my god——"

"this--"

"Oh—not bad."

Hermione, Koyalt, and Owen couldn't help but say.

What I see before me is a huge canyon - no - that's not right, it should be a huge cave.

The name of a cave is a misnomer, for it is so huge.

The city stretches as far as the eye can see, and the dome is twinkling with lights like stars.

It was so beautiful. It was as if the city grew in the Milky Way and walked with the sun and the moon.

Who could have imagined that beneath the ground, there would be a city that seemed like another world.

"Welcome to the Fairy Kingdom." Gonuk said with great pride.

"Click——" the elevator landed.

Everyone entered a courtyard.

This was a very open area, possibly a square or something. After all, the entrance was behind them, just like a train station, so the waiting room had to be larger.

Gonuk walked in front and led them.

The other goblin did not follow.

At the end of the courtyard, everyone walked down a straight and narrow staircase. On both sides of the staircase, towering walls stood like guardian gods. Their surfaces were covered with intricate carvings, and every line was delicate and subtle, as if it was a perfect fusion of nature and the craftsman's mind.

The starlight from the dome can only pass through the gap where the downward staircase is located.

This might be the gate to the fairy kingdom, although Owen didn't see the gate.

I have to say that the goblins' aesthetic attainments in architecture are amazing.

Whether it was the intricate patterns on the walls on both sides or the stars in the distance, the aesthetic design really amazed Owen because the passage gradually widened and finally became clear as if he had entered a fairyland.

To develop such amazing aesthetic art, the civilization must have a long history, stable politics, and abundant material wealth. Countries with hundreds of years of history cannot build such buildings even if they rack their brains.

As you go deeper, the stairs become gradually wider, until they finally open up, as if you have crossed the boundaries of time and space and stepped into a whole new world.

The Milky Way suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes, bringing them great shock.

The Milky Way flowing above the dome seems like a fairyland.

Endless purple light sprinkled over the city. This purple is not a single color, but is formed by countless tiny lights, which interweave and dance in the air, like the most precious galaxy silk, making people feel as if they are in the vast universe, or walking in a dreamy purple sea of ​​flowers.

There is still a bridge away from the city at this time.

A canal bridge.

The Qu Bridge is also a typical classical style. Its most prominent feature is the classical column structure that is heavy at the bottom and light at the top. This huge structure composed of columns is divided into three sections. The so-called heavy at the bottom and light at the top means that along the three-section architectural form, it can be clearly seen that the columns at the bottom are much thicker than those at the top, and the thickness decreases gradually from bottom to top, and the topmost column is a double column.

The shape is a bit like a combination of the facade of the ancient Roman Colosseum and the ancient Roman aqueduct.

The top of the bridge is built in the same Corinthian style as the facade of the ancient Roman Colosseum.

Buildings like this are very common in southern France, Italy and other regions, because it is the most dazzling architectural style during the heyday of ancient Rome.

Cross the Canal Bridge and listen to the rushing underground river flowing beneath the bridge.

If they hadn't looked up and vaguely seen some stalactites similar to those in a cave, no one would have thought that they were thousands of feet underground.

"It's unimaginable," exclaimed Hermione.

"I think only magic can create such an architectural miracle."

Owen nodded. She was right.

With the current strength of Muggles, it is difficult to carve out such a space thousands of feet underground and build a large city.

Perhaps some big countries could do it with the whole nation's strength, but the cost would be too high.

Only magic can create such a miracle, like the city around the Divine Tower in Canada.

Thinking of this, Owen suddenly realized that perhaps the wizards of the past could easily build such a glorious city, but their history was interrupted because of the resistance against the Outer Gods. Many technologies and spells were lost one after another, so it is so weak now.

And the goblins escaped, or their losses were not as great as those of the wizards?

Walk across the canal bridge.

Large tracts of buildings came into their sight, and from near to far, the style of urban architecture became more and more modern.

The newest buildings in the distance already have the European style of the 17th and 18th centuries.

Gonuk led everyone to the most eye-catching building in the city.

It is a bit like a chapel, with the same Gothic architecture as Hogwarts, and vertical spires everywhere, giving people a strong sense of extreme religious sacredness that guides one to ascend to heaven and get closer to the sky.

As they walked forward, Koyatel suddenly said, "It's a bit strange."

"What's wrong?" Hermione withdrew her gaze from the Milky Way in the dome and fell on the girl.

"We've been walking for so long—why haven't we seen a single goblin?"

"This——" Hermione also reacted.

The city before her looked large enough to hold a hundred thousand people, and perhaps even more due to the size of the fairy.

But up to now, they haven't seen a single goblin.

This made her smell a conspiracy.

She immediately took out her wand.

"No - no - please don't be nervous!" Gonuk shouted loudly to attract everyone's attention. "There is no conspiracy. We invite you to solve some problems."

"What kind of trouble is it?" Owen said coldly.

They had asked such questions in the carriage before.

But the goblin refused to speak, and hesitantly said that he would know everything after meeting the king.

Owen didn't care. He came here for the ancient magic. Solving the goblin problem was only a secondary issue. He was just a robber anyway, so why would he care if he had any conspiracy?

"Right away—right away." Gonuk pointed to the huge chapel-like building in front. "Inside the royal court, His Majesty is waiting for you. His Majesty will answer some of your questions."

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"Is there some conspiracy behind this?" Hermione approached Owen carefully and whispered.

"Who cares about his conspiracy?" Owen said, "You took Heroku with you secretly. Even the magic of the goblins can't restrain it. It's easy to leave."

"By the way, Sirius, didn't you notice anything unusual the last time you came here?"

"No——" Sirius also turned his eyes away from those magnificent buildings, "The last time I stayed there was very short, I left in less than a few dozen minutes.

But last time there were some goblins on the roadside, I saw dozens of them. I don’t know why this time——”

"Do you think the goblins will join forces with You-Know-Who and ambush us?"

It was normal for Owen to be suspicious. Originally, the Goblin Brotherhood had been in league with the Purgers, and later the Purgers joined the Death Eaters. Some of the Goblin Brotherhood also joined the Death Eaters.

The relationship between the Fairy Kingdom and the Fairy Brotherhood seems like the relationship between the government and the rebels. The two sides should be incompatible, but no one can be sure that they will never collude.

"Probably not." Sirius thought for a moment and whispered, "As far as I know, the current members of the Goblin Brotherhood have no higher status than the house-elves in the Death Eaters. They may even defect, so it is unlikely that they will choose to join at this time."

"Uh-huh—" Owen nodded.

This is what he has always believed.

Previously in the Brazilian Divine Tower, Coyate and Ron saw with their own eyes the members of the Goblin Brotherhood. They could only do odd jobs, such as escorting Muggles. There were no goblins in the core area.

If these goblins are like this, how can other goblins join in?

But we must always be on guard.

Owen whispered in Hermione's ear.

Let her take Shilok out of the pet bag in advance.

Then he drew his wand and held it in his hand backwards in case of any emergency.

Ten minutes later, the royal court was within reach.

After stepping up the stairs, everyone walked into the interior with exaggeratedly high ceilings.

Inside the majestic building, three crystal chandeliers hang down to provide light.

The crystal tiles under your feet reflect dazzling light.

“Your Majesty—” Gonuk stepped forward and knelt on the ground.

Everyone looked up and saw an old fairy wearing a royal robe and a crown with various jewels on his head sitting on the golden throne.

"Ah——" Hermione exclaimed.

With just one glance, Owen understood why the goblin was looking for him.

He immediately put away his wand.

"That's--" Koyatel said, frowning.

"Furnace, horns?" Sirius immediately found the key knowledge from his memory.

"So this is the trouble the goblins are having?"

Owen's mouth corners raised slightly.

The old goblin on the throne had branch-like horns all over his body, with the most on his head. The horn growing from his right temple bent and stabbed his right eye as it grew.

One of his eyes is blind.

It probably won’t be long before the horn penetrates his head.

"hehe--"

My grandmother had said before that the fairy found Rochelle's Hospital for Magical Invalids, then the hospital contacted her, and finally found me.

So it is obvious that this group of goblins are infected with a disease similar to [Bad Omen].

"Humanity--"

While Owen was daydreaming, the goblin on the throne spoke in a hoarse voice.

He was very weak and looked as if he would not live long.

"No need to say more." Owen was not surprised that the Goblin King spoke fluent English. If he dared to speak Goblin, he would just turn around and leave.

"I'm just curious. How did you and your tribe become infected with the Bad Omen?"

It is not difficult to infer from Sirius' words that when he came a few years ago, there were already a large number of goblins in the kingdom infected with [Evil Omen].

And now, just based on what I see with my naked eyes, the [Bad Omen] of the Goblin King in front of me seems to be different from the [Son of Evil Omen] created by the Foreign Gods.

Simply put, the goblin's body is cleaner, with nothing else except those horns.

There was no black-grey flame, stench, or corrupting ichor like that of the Son of Evil Omen.

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The Goblin King was silent.

He didn't speak for more than ten seconds.

Obviously this question touched upon the secrets of their ethnic group.

Koyatel watched from the sidelines. After seeing the horns growing all over the goblins, she felt secretly happy. As smart as she was, she knew that this was definitely a very difficult disease. It might be related to ancient magic, and only Owen, the heir, could cure it.

This made her very happy. She was happy to see the goblin suffer.

But while she was happy, she was also confused.

So he came carefully to Hermione's side and whispered, "Those horns. I've heard before that it seems that many people, including wizards and Muggles, were infected after the Italian naval battle. But this one seems to be different - one of his eyes was blinded by the horns, why not cut it off?"

"Because it would be more terrifying after being cut off." Hermione explained on the side: "I have read some research materials of Professor Victor. The horns on the body of the [Son of Evil Omen] cannot be cut off. First of all, those horns have become part of the human body, with nerves and blood vessels. Cutting off the horns is like cutting off a hand or a foot, which will bring great pain. Secondly, blood will flow out of the cut surface, and more and smaller horns like granulations will grow at a very fast speed. Moreover, these horns originally rob the human soul and nutrition for a living. In this way, the person will soon die of weakness. Eventually, it will become a monster similar to the corpse of the corpse. This can also be regarded as a [Son of Evil Omen], but it is weaker than the normal one."

"I see." Koyatel nodded.

"But you are right. This goblin king is very different from the Son of Evil Omen. According to the research report of Rosier Hospital for Magical Injuries and Disabilities, people infected with the Evil Omen will lose consciousness very quickly because the Evil Omen will devour the human soul. So almost no one can survive for more than two days. But this goblin is very strange. His horns have grown to the point where they can blind his eyes, but he can still maintain a clear mind. At least he can still talk to us."