Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

"Isn’t there no danger anymore."

Goblin Gonuk asked through a mask. He looked at the aisle in front of him and took another step forward. There was a fierce spark in the empty air in front of him, hitting Goblin's body, and he was knocked into the air like a tattered kite.

Faisal and Rahman stepped forward to check Gonuk’s condition. The middle-aged wizard Rahman said, “It’s okay. He was wearing protective clothing and fainted temporarily.”

"There are hidden traps?" Kremy asked Felix in amazement, "Isn't the curse originating from the dark fog?" She picked up the curse detector and kept scanning, but it turned out that there was something like an antenna in her hand. Suddenly it exploded and shocked her.

"This can also explain the problem, there is indeed a curse." She said with an ugly face.

"In fact, there are many more." Felix said. From his perspective, the empty corridor is filled with densely packed light spots. Each light spot represents a curse. They are like It is floating like plankton.

He turned his head and asked Kramy: "This pyramid...the part you have explored before, is there a magic item for storing magic power?"

Kramy shook his head. "We found many things that still have magic power, such as golden daggers and holy beetle body protection symbols, but they are already very weak. Unlike those cursed items from the outside world, innocent blood will maintain the curse effect."

After a while, Goblin Gonuk woke up, immediately opened his clothes, and then wailed, and Hermione discovered that he was wearing a silver close-fitting armor.

"A hole is broken!" He cried out in pain, "I don't know if I can fix it."

……

Felix walks in front, everyone Ten steps away from him, watching him poke the air here and there, one after another curses exploded like fireworks.

The densely packed quantity makes those who follow behind feel chilly.

Felix stopped from time to time to look at the slates on both sides. He originally thought that with the scale of these slates, there should be at least a dozen ancient magics, but the actual number is less than this. At present, he only sees Three, including the complete black lightning magic.

There are many slates with self-introduction of the wizard who opened up this dark room, including the experience of traveling. He said that he was a sojourning wizard from Greece. He crossed the Aegean Sea. While exploring the pyramids, he discovered a source of magic power in the upper mausoleum-a four-cone gemstone. Then he decided to build a dark room to benefit future generations.

"The curse in the corridor is gradually increasing, becoming stronger and stronger. If you are not sure, don't force it and leave the opportunity to others." Hermione read the words on the slate, "It turns out that it is. !" The others also looked suddenly.

"Is the ancient wizard too strong, are we too weak?" Kremy said discouragedly. It turned out that they couldn't bear even the weakest test.

"Don't make decisions lightly, maybe these words are just lies." Felix said, as he steadily moved forward, a guess in his heart became clearer and clearer.

The fact is, was the ancient wizard very strong? From the perspective of ancient magic, they are indeed powerful, but when it comes to the flexibility of means, they are far inferior to the present.

Most ancient wizards will not Disapparation. As for others, such as alert incantion, life magic, and auxiliary magic, they are not as complete as the current system. Those famous ancient wizards in history are constantly amplifying their own advantages. At the same time, the shortcomings are exposed.

This is also the reason why the ancient wizards, which Felix inferred from various magic scripts, strictly guarded their own secrets.

The road ahead is rugged and dangerous. Felix has told them to withdraw far away. He puts on a cloak tanned with Basilisk and Dragon leather, and moves forward a little bit, constantly clearing these curses.

These curses are also mixed with various powerful and strange dark magic. I don't know how they were preserved by the darkroom owner. They may be stored on a stone or on a granite ceiling.

However, most of the incantation in the stone dissipated over time, leaving only a faint light and evil aura. They should exist individually and are not connected to the overall defense.

Felix is ​​increasingly certain that the owner of the dark room is a dark wizard, a powerful dark wizard. Felix is ​​like entering a dark magic museum, and many dark magic circulated in modern times can find the corresponding shadow.

Finally, he stopped in front of a bronze gate, on which was a bronze knocker, without extra decoration.

Goblin Gonuk shouted from a distance: "Can we come over?" He said eagerly. From Goblin's point of view, everything here is the property of Gringotts. They give money and manpower to the world. Ministry of Magic eliminates hidden dangers, and compensation is the treasure in the ruins.

The crowd approached, lined up and looked at the bronze door. They saw Felix lost in thought. They did not dare to disturb. The performance on this road has proved his powerful strength and profound knowledge. Those The curse that made the scalp numb, but none of them found it.

After a long time, Felix relieved.

"Have you encountered a problem?" Hermione asked in a low voice, her voice being amplified in the dark room as if she was speaking in her ear.

"I'm a little strange, there doesn't seem to be any danger in front of me."

This is what makes him quite puzzled. He glanced around at other people, "You stay aside." Perhaps his expression was too serious. Everyone pulled out the wand and carefully moved it to the side. Felix also called the eagle-shaped magic lamp.

After finishing all this, he extended the hand, knocked on the bronze door knocker, and the sound of knocking on the door formed an echo of one after another, and everyone's hearts were raised. After a few seconds, the door suddenly opened a gap, and the dust kept shaking off, accompanied by a harsh "creak" sound, the opening expanded, followed by the sound of something rubbing, Felix backed cautiously, two dark shadows It smashed down and raised high smoke and dust.

"Bang! Bang!"

The people hiding on both sides saw the true face of the shadow. "It's Basilisk!" Hermione screamed. She would never admit her mistake. In Second Year, she and Basilisk fought head-on.

Only two Basilisk corpses are in front of you. They have been dead for a long time, and because they have been placed in a confined space for too long, the deep green snake skin quickly decayed after being exposed to the outside air. , A strong rancid smell assaults the senses.

"Oh!"

Several people retched. Felix waved wand and imposed Bubble-Head Charm on them. He walked into the room with the humanoid Shield Charm himself. His judgment became clearer.

The eagle-shaped magic lamp follows behind, and the light shines from behind him into the interior, bringing this isolated place back to the world. In the empty small square, there are a dozen large and small The Basilisk, they all died without exception. When Felix stepped over them, the color on Basilisk lost its color along with the all around circular pillars.

Felix walks straight to the center, where is a circular altar.

On the altar stands a waiting statue. It is a middle-aged wizard. He has silver white hair and yellow eyes. He smiles gently. The wizard holds a four-cone in his hand. Gem, the dim light radiates from the gem, it is the source of magic power that Felix has been looking for.

A crack split from the top of the statue's head and went all the way down the center of the eyebrows, almost breaking his whole person in half. From this long crack, black viscous blood oozes out, but it has already dried up, forming an unsightly stain.

Felix can almost imagine how it has been consumed, broken, and cracked by time over a long period of thousands of years, and it has become what it is now.

"It's really you, Herpo the Foul." Felix said softly. He seemed to admire, but said mockingly: "So Horcrux will decay too?"

As if In response to his words, the statue of Herpo, or Horcrux, began to lose its luster a little bit and became gray, and Felix blew it lightly, and it fell apart completely.