Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

A few pieces of bread that looked solid and sweet were placed not far from her hand, and it was this smell that evoked her sweet dreams.

"Xiao Hei! Xiao Hei! Wake up!"

She hurriedly woke up the sleeping kitten, opened the simple packaging of the bread with both biting and tearing, and carefully broke off a piece, not even leaving out the scattered crumbs.

But it was just a small ball.

Savoring the sweetness in her mouth, she hurriedly jumped off the rock, hid the bread in her clothes, and ran towards the boys who were working.

The small and exquisite black cat followed closely behind, and the scorching sun seemed not so scorching anymore.

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"Emergency relief cannot help the poor." After walking a long way, Euphemia said, "But we can at least provide emergency relief within the range we can see."

Lin En nodded. "You're right. When we come back, we can go to that village and take a look - just like what we did to Nasir and the others in the past few years."

He did not discourage the enthusiasm of the ladies, although he knew very well that such social problems could not be solved by a few wizards, but as Euphemia said, they could at least do something within their sight and ability.

He did not object to such good deeds, although ultimately the only person who could save himself was himself.

Victor stared at him thoughtfully for a long time before he grinned, chuckled silently, and ran to the side to link arms with Brian.

He knew his old classmate too well.

There was no conversation along the way until we crossed two hills and arrived at the lifeless desert.

Under the erosion of magic, even the soil here has become faintly bluish-black. Whether it is Muggles or ordinary creatures, they will instinctively choose to stay away due to some unknown force field.

Even many wizards of average power would be disturbed by this magic that resembles the Muggle-Repelling Spell.

The few plants that had been growing tenaciously here also became dry and dying, as if they had been poisoned by some strange toxin.

Only a few remnants of stone buildings are still standing, although the main body has collapsed under the ruthless wind and sand, and eventually turned to ashes.

Among some broken tiles and ruins, one can vaguely see the style of the Kushan Empire during its heyday - the unique decorations and strokes, even if only a few faintly visible ones are left, are still full of historical charm and warmth.

"That's it." Victor, who was walking beside Brian, strode forward, took the potion handed to him by Amanda, drank it in a big gulp, and drew out his wand excitedly, "Leave it to me!"

Lin En and his companions slowly retreated to give him room to perform, and watched him point the tip of his staff at the wreckage in front.

This experienced explorer is the best expert among stargazers at surviving in the wild and breaking all kinds of environmental magic. Even Lin En cannot compare with him.

He was seen chanting the magic spell softly, and in just a moment, the ruins in front of him changed again.

Hidden beneath the deception is another, more profound deception. Deep within the ruins is the true entrance to this relic, a corridor deeper than Herpo's Tomb.

Victor was standing alone outside the entrance of the corridor at this moment, with a more calm and composed demeanor.

It's a pity that no one paid attention to him.

"Each person should take a small sip. Don't drink too much." Amanda took out the small bottle and patiently reminded him, "The Felixir inside is a special version. It is incredibly effective, but the side effects are also severe."

“Eh?!——”

Victor's expression went out of control in an instant. He had just taken a big gulp of liquid silently.

A happy atmosphere suddenly filled the ruins.

Chapter 218: The Self-Sacrifice of the Ancient Wizard

"You were kidding, idiot Victor." Amanda, who had teased Victor, laughed so hard that her body shook with laughter. "The real special edition bottle made by the fat guy last year is right here. Look how scared you are!"

"How can it be so scary! Last time I was in bed for more than a month before I recovered..."

Victor kept muttering to himself, and his expression of wanting to cry but not being able to make the tears made everyone laugh. However, when he turned around, the slightly raised corners of his mouth betrayed him.

Just imagine, how could an explorer who is active in various dangerous ruins and always carries a bottle of Felix in his pocket fail to distinguish the difference between dosage and efficacy?

It may not be quite appropriate to say that long-term illness makes one a doctor, but as experienced users, they are probably more familiar with this charming and dangerous golden elf than the pharmacists who brew these potions.

But no matter what, as the happy people in the two teams sang in unison, the atmosphere, which was a little heavy just now, became lively, and the Kushan ruins, which should have been the protagonist, became a foil.

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Everyone followed the "doctor's orders" carefully and drank a small sip according to the dosage requirements. Thousands of gold Galleons flowed into their stomachs and turned into nourishment for their body and mind.

The so-called luck is ultimately due to the leap in physical and mental state.

Refreshed, the few people were making final preparations.

Amanda waved her wand like a conductor, and the aftermath of the dark magic in the air melted away like ice and snow.

Brian took off his long robe that was in the way, revealing a fitted short shirt. His muscular body was clearly visible - even Captain Thurmond of the Magic Congress was not as good as him.

One after another, delicate protective spells flowed out from his wand like flowing water and landed on each of his companions.

Sonia, who didn't talk much, fumbled in her small bag that she had cast a traceless stretching spell on, took out a few round silver-white metal blocks and threw them on the ground.

"Veravito!"

The light of transformation shone brightly, and in just a few seconds, several lifelike puppets appeared in front of the people. Their every move was full of life, and even the breath of life seemed extremely real.

"Go! Break all the traps and mechanisms along the way!"

The proud Slytherin senior was in high spirits. She waved her hand lightly, and the puppets lined up in a queue walked ahead towards the depths of the corridor.

After a while, the sharp explosion sounded like firecrackers in spring, which continued non-stop.

"Let's go, I'll take the lead!"

Victor took the lead, flexing his strong muscles and striding into the darkness.

Brian and Sonia followed closely behind. The two experienced warriors were on high alert and followed the puppet's path.

Amanda was protected behind them, in the safest core area, with Ines watching vigilantly behind her.

Lynn and Euphemia were strolling at the end of the group, looking unfazed.

With the four Stargazers who are most proficient in teamwork, they can save their energy for the critical moment.

A road that has been walked once is no longer as difficult and dangerous as the last time, but has a more familiar and calm feel.

And the devastating power that comes with the growth of magic power.

After countless deductions with the imaginary enemy as the enemy, the ancient magic that had made Lin En feel overwhelmed at the time now seemed less troublesome.

Even Inès seemed to have nothing to do—there was no curse that required her to take action.

There was not even a shadow of the curse, as those flexible and self-repairing puppets flattened everything.

Even if there were some omissions, they would be easily solved with the joint efforts of Brian and Victor.

After seeing it with her own eyes, Inès truly realized the level of this wizard team, although it was only the tip of the iceberg.

The sound of the explosion gradually became distant and faint, the corridor returned to silence, and the ineffective sleight of hand worked again, turning the ruins in the wilderness into ruins.

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Unlike the complex underground palace of Herbo's Tomb, this mausoleum where the royal family of the Kushan Empire is buried is more like a mysterious ancient magic circle - a way of casting magic lost in the long river of history, between sacrifice and magic.

It is also a simple and direct cage.

Even the tomb owner is part of the cage.

Walking through the corridor, you can clearly see the roads leading to various tombs.

Dmitri, who entered this place with Lin En and others, has already led people to explore most of it and lost more than a dozen lives.

Before they gave up, the intelligence left for Lynn revealed the identities of the dead.

There are not only the victims buried with the unidentified tomb owner, but also several wizards with great magical powers and extraordinary status.

In that era, the relationship between wizards and Muggles was not as alienated as it is today, and supernatural forces still existed in many aspects of Muggle society.

According to records, this relationship continued into the Middle Ages, and then disappeared over a long period of eight hundred years.

And here, according to the spatial structure deduced by Lynn and Euphemia, the position they occupy is exactly the node of magic - just like the node of rune magic, it serves as an important hub.

The entire mausoleum is covered by magic of unprecedented scale, like a huge rune, sealing off the monsters in the deepest part.

This is a grand project that is shocking even from the perspective of contemporary people, and it is also a moving sacrifice.

Six powerful and respected wizards volunteered to sacrifice their lives, and together with the Muggle royal family who occupied the main position, they filled the magic gap and built this giant cage.

No one knows why the monster blocked in the deepest part would take the initiative to step in here, and no one knows what kind of plan this is.

In fact, after thousands of years of washing and polishing, the cage itself was riddled with holes, and even the wizard who served as the core of the formation did not find peace after death.

They became the minions of the monster that took over the tomb and poured its dark magic onto the Aurors, led by Demetrius.

But everyone who walks in here can feel the burning self that transcends the times.

Not every era will produce a great wizard like Dumbledore with extraordinary magical powers, let alone an era of geographical isolation.

Faced with an indescribable and unkillable monster, faced with a life form that is beyond human cognition, fear and obedience are human nature.

But the ancient wizards who died in this way, and even the rulers of that Muggle country, did not choose to bow their heads.

They were powerless, but they did everything they could to delay the dark clouds of history for a thousand years.

They waited for the help they expected.

Although their lives have long ended.

Although their souls also turned to ashes.

Although their bodies turned into puppets.

In the pitch-black brick passage, the dark shadows gradually revealed their true appearance.

It is neither a skeleton nor a corpse.

They were aliens that had been corrupted and assimilated by evil magic comparable to that of the God of Lies, Les.

It has no real form and no real consciousness, it is just like a "child body" that has fallen off from the mother body and can act independently.

There should have been seven, but now there are only four left.

In a brutal battle in the past, Dmitri and his men burned one of them to ashes with blood and fire.

The other two were completely destroyed by Lynn's loose-leaf magic while he was fleeing, along with the deepest part of the tomb that had been sealed by magic and ruins.

“Ancient predecessors, we are back.” Victor looked solemn, staring at those points of light that seemed to be eyes, “This time, we will give you true peace.”

The bright red light pierced the darkness and ignited the flames of war.

Chapter 219 Eternal Sleep

"Alas!--"

The sharp and piercing roar seemed to penetrate deep into the soul, containing the fluctuations of magic and striking the heart directly.

The pitch-black cave instantly turned into purgatory under the influence of the endless ancient magic mechanisms.

Curse, magma, poisonous fog... Traps that were inferior in quality to Herbolt's Tomb but overwhelmingly more numerous than the former all exploded under the manipulation of the mastermind hidden in the darkness.

Compared to passive trigger mechanisms, these autonomous magic weapons are the real undertakers.

But the few people who were well prepared did not panic. They made the decision with just a glance.

"Brian!"

Amanda, Sonia and Victor shouted at the same time and threw a metal rune. In an instant, holy magic power surged out from the symbol of Aivaz.

The strong Brian stood at the front of the line, and his powerful magic power suddenly burst out. The shadow of yew tree broke out from behind him. Although it was not as tall as Lynn and Euphemia, it was also tall and straight.

"boom--"

Deafening explosions echoed endlessly, and the contest of magic power entered a white-hot decisive battle in the simplest and most direct way at the moment of contact.

The red light in the monster's eyes flickered repeatedly, and it rushed forward from different angles, disorderly but with great momentum.

The four-member team of stargazers held their ground, switching positions rapidly and standing still.

The cold darkness and the warm white meet in a narrow road.

The sounds of explosions and burning echoed in the small and cramped space, conveying a message of danger.

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