HP Magic Biography

"Who is it?" Fanlin was taken aback by the sound. He unconsciously pressed a hand to his neck, as if it was possible to take out his staff at any time.

"Don't be nervous, you will be able to see me after passing through this hall." The old voice sounded again, but Fanlin didn't hear any echo in his ears.

Only then did Fanlin understand that it was like Professor Snape's teaching his magic power transmission is the same, directly acting on the bottom of my heart, of course, the magic power around you cannot be rejected.

The magical power in Fanlin naturally formed a kind of weak protection while circulating, but Fanlin did not feel any sign of foreign magical invasion.

No wonder Sirius said that Greek magic is very weird. He roughly understood the definition of Greek magic.

"What's wrong with you?" Sirius asked. "What's wrong here?"

"Nothing." Fanlin shook his head. It was obvious that this kind of sound transmission was aimed at him alone.

"Let's go in, I think, the priest you mentioned is waiting for us in the back."

"??" Sirius was a little confused. He has been here for a few days, but he has only seen both sides of the sacrifice.

"You want to take me to make alchemy products, and you don't even know if the master is there?" Fanlin was a little speechless, and he really saw a ghost after he believed in Sirius.

"Let's go in." Sirius was reluctant to continue entangled with Fanlin on this issue, he took the lead in walking in, which was naturally familiar to him.

Compared with the sacrificial hall, the room inside seems to be more simple and earthy. Theoretically speaking, all the good things are dedicated to the gods, but the gods’ dwellings are worrying, and his people are even more... …more……

In the entire square space, except for the magic brazier burning in the center, everything else is the same stone wall, without reliefs, and no murals. Even the Hogwarts dungeon is better than here.

"You are here." An old voice sounded from his ears, and Fanlin could confirm this time that this was not a sound transmission magic.

"Hello, Lord Sacrifice." Sirius said, he performed a sacrificial ritual towards the inside, and then an old man walked out of a door beside him.

Fanlin couldn't understand the dialogue between the two. The complete Greek language was not in Fanlin's scope at all. Most of the Greek materials he had read were translated versions.

However, Fanlin knew that he was the focus of the conversation between the two of them. The old man who had previously given him a voice transmission had his eyes locked on him since he came here.

It didn't take long for Sirius to seem to have finished talking with the priest and the three people walked deeper.

"What did you tell him?" Fanlin asked impatiently.

"It's nothing, just some greetings. I explained what I came from, and then the priest told me that Dumbledore had left first. We can go to the hostel and wait for Dumbledore after we finish our business."

"What should I call?"

"He told me that he was called Sacrifice." Sirius said, he also felt that this was not a person's name at all. "He didn't tell me what his real name was."

"Okay." Fanlin nodded. He didn't quite understand why the old man would transmit his voice to him. You must know that sacrifices generally have the highest status in the tribe, which is equivalent to the Pope's status in the Holy See. Leader-level figures.

Of course, we don’t talk about Mr. Cornelius Fudge, it’s like a joke, the leader on the surface.

The temple seemed a little dim, even though there were some magic lights shining on both sides, but this could not bring more light to the corridor.

Fan Lin followed the sacrificial offering a long way, but the journey finally had an end.

Not much, Fanlin and the others took a seat in a Chaoyang room.

It’s as if returning from ancient times. It’s a little bit bright here. A purple-red stall stands in the middle of the room. A table is placed on it. Fanlin saw that a crystal ball for prophecy was placed there. Above, the teapot next to it was slowly blowing some green smoke.

Sirius indicated to him that the priest was an alchemist.

Now it seems that the priest is also proficient in prophecy, an unreliable ability.

But Nicole May's attempt seems to have been taken first.

However, considering Nicolae May's age, it is not certain who performed the combination of prophecy and alchemy first.

"sit!"

Fan Lin watched the priest stretch out his hand and motioned them to sit on the purple-red carpet.

This looks pretty good, to say the least, when the sun shines through the windows from outside, the whole room is extraordinarily comfortable, at least compared with the depressed temple~www.readwn.com~ Sirius puts his hands together and rushes After bowing to the sacrifice, Fanlin hurriedly learned together, and then the two came down across the table.

The priest smiled slightly, put his hand on the table, and with a light touch, a pendant exactly like Sirius appeared in front of the two.

This made Fanlin a little disappointed. Originally, he thought he could observe the alchemist's alchemy process, Sirius had seen it...

However, there is nothing wrong with this.

Fanlin thanked the sacrifice again, and then he put the pendant on his neck.

I had to sigh the magic of the pendant, which seemed to portray strong soul magic, Fan Lin only felt that his mind was a little cool, and then he felt that he seemed to have mastered many languages.

Fanlin thought of the foreign language school in the Muggle World, and had to say that magic is more convenient. This has no effect, so there is no need to refuse.

In this way, Fanlin can spend his extra time on research.

But wearing two necklaces around his neck always felt strange. Fanlin had to make the necklace of the staff a little bigger, otherwise the overlapping would always make Fanlin feel very awkward.

"In this way, there will be no problem with our communication." The priest said, "You don't have to pay anything. Albus has already paid me before that."

"Professor Dumbledore?" Fanlin was puzzled. "What did he give?"

"God pattern." The sacrificial smiled slightly, "This is also something Albus asked me to do."

"Shen Run!" Fanlin was a little surprised, except for Nicole May, no one else knew about this.

It seemed that the priest was a person that Dumbledore could trust 100%, otherwise it would be impossible for Dumbledore to give him such an important thing.