Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

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But they were all very happy after seeing Sirius, and the excitement temporarily blew away the cold.

"Sirius!" Harry exclaimed happily, "Where is this place?"

"Norway, to be precise, is Trondheim, the land where the gods fell." Sirius said.

He was wearing a suit that hadn't been changed in a long time, and he hadn't shaved his beard, but he seemed to be in good spirits.

"The land where the gods fell?"

"Well, this is what the magic world calls this area." Sirius said, "We are currently on a small island in this area, and the nearby residents call it Treasure Island, because it is said that the Vikings once lived there thousands of years ago. There is a great deal of treasure buried here. Well, you two get out your wands first, it's not safe around here."

"Why is it not safe?" Ivan asked, looking around.

Soon, he knew the reason. Under the moonlight, he actually saw a Norwegian Ridgeback flying over them.

This dragon is similar to the Hungarian Horntail, except that it lacks the spikes on its tail and has a jet-black ridge on its back that is particularly ostentatious.

It stared fiercely at the five people below, hovered in the air for a while before reluctantly leaving.

"Fire dragon?!" Harry swallowed, seeing a wild fire dragon just after he arrived.

"It's normal around here, the ecological environment in this area is quite primitive." Sirius said, he didn't put down the wand in his hand until the Norwegian Ridgeback left completely, "The fire dragon is not the most troublesome creature, more dangerous than it There are many."

"Well, what is the Order of the Phoenix doing on this island?" Ivan asked, and then put down his wand, "Dumbledore said you have actions tonight?"

He only had time to look around and found that they were standing on the ruins of an ancient building, and the air was full of mystery.

Not far away, Moody and Dumbledore were arguing about something, and seemed to be talking about the dynamics of vampires.

"That's a long story. Before that, you two had better wear a few more clothes." Sirius looked back at Dumbledore and Moody who were arguing, and said a little anxiously, " If we haven't met Death Eaters, vampires, or whatever, you're probably going to freeze!"

His wand tapped Ivan and Harry, and warm current poured into their bodies from the tip of the wand.

"Aiwen, do you have any clothes there?" Sirius asked, knowing that Aiwen often carried these things with him.

"Yes!" Ivan replied, and began to take out the previously prepared clothes from the package, and handed Harry a set.

In order to better disguise and hide his figure, he carried clothes of various styles and sizes, all of which were selected by Hermione for him.

Now that comes in handy, these are all winter robes.

In the sky, a dark cloud was blown away by the cold wind, the silvery moonlight fell down, and the face of Sirius became clearer.

With the moonlight, Aiwen can better see the surrounding scenery.

Around them, there are ruins of huge stone walls, old and mottled, and the walls, pillars, roofs, and even every piece of rock have been carved, with ancient emperors, sages, flowers, birds, fish and insects and unknown people. Engravings of famous creatures.

But without exception, these former brilliance have now been damaged and turned into meaningless stone fragments.

What makes people feel uncomfortable is that these stones are obviously stained with blood. Although they have dried up and solidified into a deep dark red color and have been cleaned, it is still possible to imagine what was placed here before.

Even the air is filled with a faint smell of blood, which cannot be dissipated, blending with the surrounding darkness and mystery.

"What's the matter with you two?" Sirius asked after they had dressed. "Why did you come here with Dumbledore? Did something happen? And you, Harry, are you all right? You don't look well."

"I had a dream!" Harry recounted the incident again, although it was difficult.

He didn't say that he was the statue of the evil god, he just saw all this as a bystander.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Sirius said, "Harry, this is not something you should see!"

"I know, but I've seen it!" said Harry impatiently. "What are we going to do now?"

Chapter 1012 Grindelwald's Magic

"Probably looking for the place you mentioned, Dumbledore should know where it is." Sirius said uncertainly, "We were paying attention to the movements of those vampires just now. They seemed to be planning to do something. Most members of the Order of the Phoenix Concentrate around there and be on guard. Only Mad-Eye and I were notified by Dumbledore. I didn't expect things to turn out like this. Keresis, that stupid guy, wanted to deal with Voldemort and the evil god alone. statue."

"Is the vampire's lair nearby?" Ivan asked.

He was more concerned about the troubles of their family that Elaine said, and the secrets left by Slytherin himself.

After rescuing Keresis, this should be on the agenda!

"It's not too far away. The base camp of those guys is much more magnificent than this place. This place..." Sirius said, and then looked around, "Do you remember what I told you a few days ago? We The altar that was destroyed."

"Is that the place used to collect the flesh and blood dedicated to the evil god?" Aiwen continued, the scenery in front of him gradually merged with the memory, "Indeed, the nearby layout is a bit like the room deep underground in the temple of the fallen centaur."

The unknown creature statues on the ruined walls now seem to be the creations of terrifying evil gods.

After being sealed by Aiwen last time, the power of the evil god was greatly damaged. Voldemort needed to collect some flesh and blood to restore its strength, so as to communicate with it, obtain what he needed, and make the statue into a new Horcrux...

"This used to be a monastery, and then used by Voldemort and vampires to make blood sacrifice tributes, and now it is our stronghold on this island!" Sirius explained, "Dumbledore thinks that since they are here If you make flesh and blood, then the statue of the evil god may not be too far away, because those things must be fresh to be useful, but we have not found it, they are hidden very deep, and now it seems that we have indeed missed it. The guy is trickier than he thinks. Damn, that vampire should have told us about it instead of destroying the statue himself, in front of Voldemort, that self-righteous idiot."

He scolded Keressis again, that guy's actions tonight were indeed too reckless.

It can be seen that Sirius seems to have accumulated resentment towards Keresis for a long time.

Something must have happened between the two of them during this time.

"You two must be careful, this land is called Trondrim by the Nordic people, the land where the gods fell, it is not just called it casually, every inch of the land here is full of mysteries, far beyond the imagination of the world. Sirius continued, seemingly uneasy, "Remember what I said before? This is Durmstrang's traditional sphere of influence, and that crazy black wizard Gellert Grindelwald used to be near here activities, leaving behind a lot of dangerous magic."

There was a brief silence, and the troubles of the matter were beyond imagination.

Dumbledore, Grindelwald, and Voldemort, the powers of the three most powerful wizards in the world meet here.

Deep underground, there is another evil god whose power is recovering.

The name of this area, Trondrim, is the place where the gods fell. Will there still be fallen gods?

Another flash of fire flashed in the air, and a golden feather slowly floated down. It was Fox's feather.

This phoenix was still in the castle to help them warn Umbridge, reminding them that they had been found, but in the blink of an eye, it came to the frozen soil of Norway. It is really amazing, it must not have used the Portkey with them.

Ivan just noticed that in addition to reincarnation and immortality, Phoenix seems to have the ability to travel through space.

This is not written in the book, after all, this kind of creature is too rare, and it is only possible to find them in the far east.

The phoenix feathers used by wand artists to make wands are completely different from the living phoenix.

Except for Dumbledore, I have never heard of any wizard who has successfully kept a phoenix as a pet.

"Very well, it seems that Fox has found the trace of the Viking warship nearby, and Harry's information is correct." Dumbledore said calmly, as if everything was under his control, "We will set off now , come here, I will apparate the four of you."

They held hands and formed a circle, with Ivan holding Dumbledore in his right hand and Harry on his left.

He saw that facing him, Mad-Eye Moody's magic eyes were spinning rapidly in their sockets, with the usual vigilance on his face.

Judging from the information that Sirius just said, they are not the only ones in the Phoenix Color in Norway, but Dumbledore did not summon them. He seems to think that too many people should not know about tonight's actions. It involves Horcruxes and evil gods, which is a secret that even members of Phoenix Color should not know.

A slight explosion sounded above the ruins of the monastery, and Dumbledore Apparated with them.

The scene in front of them changed, and they came to a very strange place.

Aiwen quickly noticed the unusualness here. Compared with the monastery just now, this place is completely frozen.

The ground seemed to be frozen sea water, it was light blue, covered with a layer of frost, and there was something hidden underneath.

Directly in front of them is a Viking warship carved out of rock, which is very realistic.

There are many huge stone pillars around it, standing there, superimposed together, it looks like a stone gate.

Aiwen felt the breath of magic fluctuations, but it was very messy and unclear.

"That's right, this is the ship I saw in my dream!" Harry said suspiciously, "But here..."

He saw the Viking warship suddenly appear in the sky, pass through a golden gate, and finally stand under the moon.

Harry also heard the sound of the waves, rather than this vast expanse of wasteland.

The gap is really too big, bigger than he imagined.

"Eyes are unreliable, kid!" Moody said gruffly, and walked over, his normal eyes looked at Ivan and Harry, and his magic eyes fixed on the Viking warship made of stone , "This is a powerful magic, detailed, profound and complex, the caster is very strong, I have only seen it from one person before..."

"Yes, I should recognize it. After all, the traces of magic power are so familiar. It was Gellert who stayed here." Dumbledore said happily.

As if admiring a work of art, and getting great satisfaction from it, he lightly touched the dragon's head on the prow.

Following his movements, a layer of light blue light mist escaped from the statue of the warship, like a dream.

In the next second, the surrounding stone pillars began to glow with light, gradually removing the missing parts and recreating their former appearance.

A series of ancient arches appeared, densely packed together, very spectacular.

There are exquisite curtains hanging on it, and Ivan can even hear the beautiful music behind the door.

Chapter 1013 One of 54 Choices

Sirius just mentioned that there is a lot of Grindelwald's magic left in this land, and he wants them to be careful.

Ten seconds later, they encountered one. It seems that Grindelwald was really active in this area in the past, leaving many traces.

But what is the use of this magic?Why a Viking ship and so many arches?What's the point?

Looking at the light and mist in front of him, recalling what Harry said just now, Ivan deduced an answer.

He felt that it might be possible for them to pass through one of these gates in a warship and enter that particular building.

There may have been Grindelwald's secret base there, but now it was chosen by Voldemort because of its secrecy and safety, and it was used as a place for him to split his soul and make new Horcruxes. The dying Keresis is currently waiting for rescue inside. .

It seems simple, get into the correct arch, defeat Voldemort and the Cthulhu statue, and rescue Keresis.

But there are too many arches, and Ivan can't see the difference between them.

It's really hard, almost impossible, to choose the right arch!

"Yes, yes, the Gate of Valhalla!" Dumbledore showed a more interested look on his face, carefully sizing up these arches, with a bright light shining in his blue eyes, "We must choose carefully, only A door leads to where we're going."

"What if we go through the wrong door?"

"The other gates correspond to the other shore, Alastor, and we shall meet death and reach the kingdom of the dead." Dumbledore said calmly, as if discussing an insignificant matter, "Only one gate will reach the land of glory, life Or the choice of death, the chance is only 54 in [-]."

"One in 54?!" Harry, Sirius and Moody all looked at Dumbledore in surprise.

They counted silently, and there were as many as 54 arches that did appear.

"This magic is not complete, and the difficulty has been reduced. There are 540 real doors of Valhalla." Dumbledore said, "I didn't expect him to leave such an interesting magic here, which fits this area very well." In the ancient tradition, he gave us the opportunity to choose, and now the decision is in our hands!"

"Sounds good!" Moody said disdainfully. "It's that guy's style."

What Dumbledore said is the same as Ivan speculated, Grindelwald left such a magic in this inaccessible place, enter the correct door, they will arrive at the building Harry saw just now, and continue to rescue, but once Choose wrong, and they'll die instantly, a 54 in [-] chance.

And judging from Dumbledore's words, this is still a reduced difficulty version, only one-tenth of the complete magic.

Voldemort could make his victims try one by one until the magic was broken, but they couldn't.

Since there were not so many victims, Kerexis was seriously injured, and there was no time left for them to decipher the magic.

Even if a vampire's vitality is far superior to that of ordinary people and it is difficult to die, it depends on who his opponent is.

Harry made it very clear that Voldemort's new Horcrux, the terrifying evil god in the statue, wanted to eat him on his own initiative.

Could it be that so many flesh and blood sacrifices are not to your taste, and you want to start eating living people? !

"Harry, do you still remember the position of the Viking warship you saw?" Dumbledore asked softly, "It is the corresponding position of the warship, the moon, and the golden gate. I think they correspond to each other. of."

It had been less than ten minutes since Harry woke up from the dream and they arrived here, and the position of the moon hadn't changed much.

But there is a premise here, that is, the building is also here, otherwise there is no sense of comparison.

Dumbledore obviously thought so, and Ivan felt the magic around him, and found some traces to some extent.

In other words, the building Harry saw was superimposed on the space in front of him, magic beyond imagination...

Just like the traceless stretching spell, it is the simplest application of space magic, but it is already a very difficult magic.

Using the Untraceable Stretching Curse, a fixed space can be expanded countless times, but the appearance does not change. Therefore, Ivan can hold so many things in the bag, and the car modified by Mr. Weasley can also hold it. so many people.

This is the simplest space magic. It is much more difficult to create a perfectly superimposed space in the real space than to use the traceless stretching spell on a fixed object. From the information, it is possible to infer Grindelwald's powerful strength.

Dumbledore still didn't look at Harry, he was still looking at the arches made of light and mist in front of him.

After the eye contact just now, Harry was also a little afraid to look at him now.

He was afraid that he would not be able to control himself, so he started attacking the principal just like that. The hatred was too terrifying.

"It seems to be this location!" Harry hesitated for a long time, looked up at the moon, then at the Viking warship, then pointed in a direction uncertainly, corresponding to an area, and hurriedly added, " But I can't be sure, I just saw the outline of the ship from a distance."

Although it hadn't been long since the terrible nightmare ended, Harry felt that his memory was fading rapidly.

He can't be sure at all, and he can't make such a hasty decision. This is almost a life-and-death choice.

Although disgusted, he forced himself to remember.

But no matter how hard I tried, I could only recall some blurred images.