Homecoming from Hogwarts

437 Deathly Hallows

437 Deathly Hallows
Amosta stood in the hall where this dementor was cultivated, staring at the room, these gorgeous nebula-like halos in the boundless dark universe, ever since meeting the woman Vitia Kriona A series of things flowed in his heart, and these discoveries were like pieces of a puzzle, converging into a complete story in Amosta's mind.

This magnificent picture scroll is about to be completed, but the most core piece is missing, that is-why all these secrets revolve around him?
By solving this puzzle, Amostar can basically restore most of the truth of the whole thing.

"When I was imprisoned in Azkaban, there were not only as many dementors on the island as we saw above, but there were definitely not as many below-"

"160 two."

Amosta said calmly with an indifferent expression,

"In March of this year, in the Azkaban information officially released by the magic, the specific number of dementors recorded in the records, and this number was 160 ten years ago, and 150 nine ten years ago. Today, The Ministry of Magic has still not been able to figure out the specific method of dementor reproduction. Academics believe that this creature relies on self-split to reproduce. They believe that as long as a certain dementor absorbs a sufficient amount of happy memories, then it has the ability to reproduce. condition."

There is no need to guess how the dementors were conceived. The scene in front of him explained the answer. Sirius blinked his eyes, thinking about the increase in the number of dementors that Amosta just said.

"More than ten years ago, after the downfall of Voldemort, those Death Eaters and peripheral followers were thrown into Azkaban in large numbers. The sharp increase in prisoners probably made the dementors no longer have to worry about starvation. Therefore, taking The increase in the number of spirit monsters has become faster."

As if knowing Sirius' doubts, Amosta said accordingly.

In this secret realm, there are a large number of rooms that have not yet been explored. Ravenclaw and Gryffindor brought them all the way to the core, and the room they are in is undoubtedly the core of the secret realm.

However, several people have noticed that there is a small door on the right side of the room. This door is open and should lead to another room.

"Come on, Rowena--"

After seeing this all the way, Gryffindor's heart and face were very heavy. He greeted Ravenclaw and turned to the small door.

Amosta and Sirius followed, and they both had a premonition that the memory they were in was coming to an end.

Behind the door is a passage that is not too long, with solid rock walls on the left and right sides, only at the end of the passage, there is a broken door.

This wooden door is obviously not damaged by natural weathering, but has obvious signs of demolition.

For centuries, the two founders of Hogwarts are probably the only wizards who have entered this secret place. Apart from them, the only one who entered here is probably the white man wearing a strong mythical color. The wizard is gone.

They filed into the room behind the door, and when Amosta came in, his eyes, who had been dull for a long time, burst out with a little sparkle, and the one who had the same expression as him was Rowena Ravenclaw.

This is also a spacious room. On the wooden shelves around the walls, a small half are ancient books, and most of them are parchment manuscripts.

"Helbo's collection of books?"

For the first time since entering the island, Ravenclaw was in high spirits. She walked over quickly, reaching out and trying to pick up a magic book stained with dark blood stains, but when her green fingertips touched the book, , the book suddenly turned into sand, leaving only light smoke wrapped around Ravenclaw's fingertips.

"Merlin destroyed the defensive magic inside when he entered this library. These books have been left in an unprotected environment for hundreds of years, and have been basically damaged."

Seeing his friend deflated, Gryffindor showed a naughty gloating smile, while Sirius smiled and patted Amosta's shoulder, whose face darkened again.

In addition to the bookshelves on the four walls, there are many summer vacations lined up in the library. Ravenclaw did not try to pick up those books. Her eyes penetrated these bookshelves, and suddenly froze in a certain direction, and her footsteps restarted. Go around the bookshelf blocking the way and walk in that direction.

There is a desk in the center of the library. The material of the white desk is obviously not wood, but the skeleton of some kind of creature.

All the way to the present, they no longer had the intention to be surprised by Haierbo's cruelty. Ravenclaw walked to the direction of the stool, his eyes dropped, and he scattered on the stack of manuscripts placed on the desk.

The text on the front page of the manuscript is ancient rune, and both Ravenclaw and Amostar are considered proficient in this text, so reading it is not too difficult.

"What is recorded on it?"

Sirius, who barely understood some not-so-uncommon rune symbols, stretched his neck, looking at those strange patterns in a daze.

"Like magic. Or ritual, I'm not sure, wait, let me see-"

After the lesson just now, Ravenclaw didn't try to turn to the second page of the manuscript, but apparently, she had some way to read the next content.

"Hallows."

Caught off guard, Ravenclaw, who was concentrating on reading what Amostar could not peek at, suddenly uttered these two words.

"Saint artifact?"

Gryffindor frowned, thinking about all the magic and alchemy-related knowledge he knew, but searched his memory, but found nothing,
"Like Horcruxes, some kind of evil magic?"

Hallows?Deathly Hallows?
Amosta frowned slightly, it's not like he's never heard of this kind of thing.
"It's the opposite of Horcruxes. You are right, Godric. This is indeed a very evil magic, and it is very dangerous."

Ravenclaw's voice was serious,

"It is meaningful that this notebook is still placed here. After I go back, I really need to spend some time researching it."

"Hallows. My father seems to have told me and Regulus when he was alive—"

Surprisingly, Sirius has heard of some, he blinked, his face full of confusion,

"It originated from the story of the three brothers in "The Tales of Beedle the Poet". However, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw are much older than Beedle, right? Hallows!"

Sirius suddenly exclaimed,
"The legend of the three brothers. The god of death in it should not be talking about Hai Erbo!"

"The story and the truth are often very different, but at present, the sacred artifact and Hai Erbo are inseparable. Moreover, the sacred artifact is likely to exist."

Amosta's eyes flickered, and he said thoughtfully.

After a few more minutes, Ravenclaw seemed to have written down all the contents on the stack of parchment. She raised her head and looked at the bookshelves around her, with regret in her eyes.If she was given enough time, she could write down all the books and manuscripts in this library, but unfortunately, she obviously didn't have the time to stay here to transcribe these magic books.

"Come on, Godric, let's go to the room at the back of the library. That's the last stone room."







(End of this chapter)

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