"Sure enough, it was still set up"
Looking at the stones disappearing in the barrier, Amosta gritted his teeth and said.
It stands to reason that since I can follow Gryffindor's time mark to penetrate the barrier and come to the inner space, it seems to mean that this safe rift has existed for thousands of years. , and now, the rift strangely disappeared after Amosta passed through it.
"No wonder the ancestors of Druidism have not been able to discover that crack for so many centuries. It seems that it was left by Godric Gryffindor specifically for me"< /p>
Amosta pursed his lips, and there was a hint of sinisterness in his voice. Without that passage, Amosta could not leave this altar with his own strength. This also meant that, except for another There was little he could think of except trying to pick up the double snake staff.
Amosta doesn’t know why the four founding giants of Hogwarts left behind many arrangements and back-ups just to destroy the twin snake staffs. However, for them to be so ignorant of the truth, It is difficult for Amosta to approve of the behavior in which he was involved.
After staring at the mysterious scepter for a long time, Amosta sighed quietly, his sigh full of helplessness.
From the perspective of the contemporary wizarding world, Amosta is a powerful wizard in every aspect. However, for the giants of Hogwarts thousands of years ago, or even more distant years ago, For Merlin, who has been completely reduced to a mythical figure, he is undoubtedly weak.
Weakness is the original sin. Whether in the Muggle society or the wizarding world, this is an unbreakable truth. There is no use in blaming those wizards who have been swallowed up by time and have passed away. To blame, He can only blame his own weakness.
The Island of Avalon has been sleeping in the embrace of death for more than ten centuries. During these long years, no one except the ancestors of priests has set foot on this mythical island.
With her arms wrapped around her knees, Vitiya looked in the direction of the swamp, her eyes gleaming with worry that lingered for a long time.
Judging from the results of hearings and investigations, Amosta Blaine seems to be a very powerful wizard, but this power needs to be set against the background of the modern magical world. From the perspective of the mythical ancient magic era, Amosta Blaine is not that amazing.
Deep in her heart, Vitiya has always had doubts about her teacher’s divination. She also doesn’t understand why a wizard who has never been involved with Druidism is considered He has the ability to help them obtain the sacred artifacts in the records.
The reason why he risked exposing the Island of Avalon and invited Amostabrian here was actually more of a desperate act out of necessity.
A breeze suddenly rippled in the dead air, and the fine dust deposited on the ground danced with the wind, drifting to unknown distances. Vitiya looked at the swirling dust with loneliness, feeling her own Fate is like a mote. Wrong, Avalon.How could the wind blow out of thin air on the island? It has been dead for more than ten centuries.
Vetiya clenched the grapevine wand and stood up in horror. Suddenly, she suddenly turned around and saw , a thin figure stepped steadily from behind the rapidly dissipating time barrier, stood on the ground and walked down from the ancient altar, and walked in his own direction
Looking at the bright red eyes Vitia, whose lips were filled with a look of surprise, and Amosta, who was full of gloom, raised her head and disconnected from the earth. She had restrained the double snake staff with her own evil magic power, and showed a cold smile.
"You have fulfilled your mission, Miss Cliona"
When did Amostabrian enter the temple, and how did he break through? Even the ancestors of the priests were helpless. Time barrier, these doubts became insignificant the moment Vitiya saw the double snake staff.
"Give it to me"
She stared blankly at the scepter, her delicate body trembling slightly.
For more than ten centuries, hundreds of ancestors sacrificed their lives, countless believers died, death and blood entangled them like a curse, and the hatred that will never be forgotten surged into their hearts like a wave. , making it difficult to maintain the calm that Vitia had disguised with magic,
"Give it to me"
The crystal teardrops swaying in the air reflected Vitia's hysterical expression Despair and hatred distorted her beautiful face.
Amosta's eyelids trembled slightly, and his heart palpitated slightly. However, he stopped and did not move forward. There was a bit of indifference in his calm tone,
< p>"I have some doubts in my heart, Miss Cliona. Unless you can answer my doubts, I think it is better to keep this scepter in my hand."A Mosta's flat refusal made Vitiya angry. The staff she raised was filled with magical power that could not be underestimated. It seemed that if Amosta was unwilling to hand over the double snake staff, then she would He would choose to kill Amosta Blaine without hesitation.
“The impulse of anger often drives us to act foolishly,”
Amosta remained unmoved,
“And acted foolishly. Often we bear a huge price, Miss Cliona, do you want to use your own actions to verify this truth?"
"Most of the wizards active in the underground world of Knockturn Alley believe that You are a wizard who values credibility. Even if you don’t mention this, we have signed a magic contract, Mr. Brain.”
Amosta’s cold words were like the cold wind, which made Vitia feel a little better. Reason, her reason is struggling with those tragic past events, which keeps her on the edge of collapse.
"You need to hand over the sacred artifacts belonging to the Druid religion in Merlin's eternal resting place. Give me, if you violate the contract, you will receive severe punishment. Even a wizard like you cannot withstand the backlash of the contract."
"Magic follows the rules, and I really can't escape the contract."The bondage"
Amosta nodded slightly, acknowledging Vitia's statement, but before Vitia's face showed joy, he suddenly let out another cold snort,
"But there is a trivial little loophole in the contract, Miss Cliona, I'm sorry you didn't discover it
The place where Merlin rests forever is the place where Merlin is finally buried. Excuse me, where is his tomb? Where is his body? Miss Cliona, if you can't give a reasonable explanation, it means that this double snake staff was only what I found on the Island of Avalon, not I found it in the eternal resting place of Merlin, regardless of whether it is a sacred artifact of the Druid religion."
Looking at the dumbfounded Druid priest, Ah, who was made gloomy by those conspiracies, Mosta finally showed a happy smile,
"I'm afraid you who always like to stay in the woods don't realize that the outside world is very complicated, Miss Cliona." Please remember to bookmark, The latest and fastest website for free reading without anti-theft