HP Magic Biography

When Fanlin returned to Hogwarts again, it was already late, and the moon had just climbed over the tip of the castle.

　　 The hands on the watch didn't seem to stay at all.

　　 It was already ten twelve in the night, and as Dumbledore said, they had better rush back to Hogwarts castle five minutes before twelve.

　　 It seemed that there was still a while, and Dumbledore answered him for a while before he left.

　　 Fanlin lowered his head, and he suddenly felt a sense of unreality, as if what had happened just now was a dream, what Yitunn, what void creation, if not for his wand has disappeared...

"Okay..." Fanlin murmured, no matter what, he will go down there, because the tracking mark on Peter came from under the well. If Fanlin didn't care about him, it would be great. Maybe Peter stayed there forever, and eventually died because of the loss of bodily functions.

　　 But Fanlin doesn't think this method is very suitable for Peter. He should enter Azkaban, and the Dementor will treat him very friendly.

　　 Fanlin sighed, he felt terrible, but he had to go forward again, because losing his wand always made him feel very strange.

　　 quickly walked through the black mud and came to the side of the well. Fan Lin looked down, and he could clearly see Peter lying curled up at the bottom of the well.

　　 It seems that there is no danger at all except Peter lying there, at least it is now.

　　 Fanlin jumped from the mouth of the well. He changed into the form of Animagus. The cat's body was obviously much more flexible than the ferret. Fan Lin gently kicked his body on the well wall a few times and then lightly landed on the clearing next to Peter.

　　 Peter was curled up, and it seemed that he fell unclearly here. Although Itunen told him that Peter would not wake up in a while, Fanlin decided to take Peter with him to be safe.

　　He took out a potion bottle from his pocket. This was the bottle containing the magic potion that Dumbledore gave him, and it came in handy now.

　　 Quickly shrink)!"

Peter's body quickly shrunk to the size of a beetle. Fanlin slapped him lightly and threw Peter into the bottle. It looked like Peter's leg was broken, and his leg was bent into a beetle in the bottle. Weird look.

　　 Fanlin stuffed the bottle with Peter into his pocket. For a while, Peter would not die. The air created by magic was enough to support him in the bottle for several hours.

　　 Fanlin patted his pocket contentedly, Peter's smooth capture made him feel good, then the next step is part of the void creation that Idun said.

　　 But Fanlin searched for a long time at the bottom of the well, and he only found a small hole. God knows why Voldemort would go in, become a snake and then crawl in from here?

　　 But Fanlin still intends to go in and take a look, at least his Animagus form can just pass.

　　 Fanlin settled down, and then he crawled in along the only hole at the bottom of the well that could move forward.

It feels terrible. This is not a passage for walking at all. Maybe it was dug out by an unknown beast in the Forbidden Forest. In short, this passage is very crowded. Even if Fanlin becomes a cat, it can’t The progress was particularly smooth, and he could feel the angular stone walls constantly rubbing against his body.

　　 Fanlin wondered a few times whether he had gone wrong or had some problems with the opening method, but after holding on for a while, his field of vision suddenly widened.

　　 Finally, he didn't have to suffer that kind of sin. Fanlin took two steps forward quickly, and the space around him immediately widened, as if he had entered an underground cave.

Different from the imagination, the underground cave that should have been dark is now exuding bursts of phosphorescence. If you look carefully, it is the surrounding rock walls growing on the phosphorous plants, and they exude a misty glow in the dark. Yellow-green fluorescence.

　　 These herbs are very precious things. They are used to make a hallucinogenic potion, and they are very helpful to the spirit. If Professor Sputlaw were here, he would love this place very much.

The growth environment of 　　 phosphorous grass is too harsh. He needs to grow in a closed and humid cave. Fanlin would not mind picking some if conditions permit, but it is obviously not that time now.

　　 Fanlin continued to walk into the depths. The faint fluorescence emitted by the phosphorous grass illuminates the entire cave. The light is connected into one piece, like a firefly in a summer night.

　　 Fanlin didn't go far, and soon he reached the end of the passage, where there was a stone gate, which was like shutting something, with dense runes all over it.

　　 This is not the seal Idun said. Fanlin gently touched the rune on the door with his hand. This should be the entrance to the magic relic. Voldemort once entered.

Thinking of this, Fanlin was even more curious about the things inside. He built such a stone gate and looked at the serpentine carvings beside it. It is no surprise that this is the masterpiece of the Slytherin family. After all, Hogwarts was originally Slytherin. The family's castle is of course reasonable for the surrounding development.

"It's just that, who should build this underground secret room?" Fanlin thought, "Perhaps it was Salazar Slytherin..." In fact, Hogwarts only recorded the memory of Slytherin. When you get to Salazar, you should go to the genealogy of the Slytherin family for your previous memories, but it seems that the last of the Slytherin family is Voldemort, who is not even the direct line~www.readwn.com~ obviously. Voldemort didn't know much about the Slytherin family, after all, he grew up in a Muggle orphanage as a child.

　　 Fanlin shook his head and expelled this strange idea from his mind.

He pushed the door vigorously, but the door did not open. Only then did he remember the tradition of the Slytherin family. Snake tune is a unique talent of their family, just like the special blood of other wizard families. This kind of inherited talent.

It is difficult for Fanlin to imagine how the original Slytherin family members merged their blood into the blood of the basilisk, but the only advantage is that they like me to use this unique way to set up some riddles for clearance. , For example, Salazar Slytherin.

　　 But Fanlin doesn't have the weird vibes, even Harry often talks in sleep. But he also has his own way.

Facts have proved that a magic line defense formation cannot persist in the long river of time and still maintain its original efficiency. Perhaps placed hundreds or even decades ago, this defense can still stop Fanlin, but just now……

　　 "ma (powerful blasting)!"