HP Magic Biography

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In fact, for what is to come, everyone's heart is more awed.

After all, the power of combat cannot be ignored. Even though millions of years have passed, all the power has been wiped out, but the remaining power cannot be underestimated.

In fact, apart from Fanlin, other people didn't have much nervousness at all.

This distance is not far, just about two minutes, a few people arrived at the door of the temple.

Black swallowed all the light, and an uneasy feeling arose in Fanlin's heart that could not be contained.

"Let's enter." Said the sacrifice, and the scorching brilliance on the scepter illuminated the sacrifice's face.

This seemed to give Fanlin some confidence.

The hall was empty, and against the backdrop of the light, one after another symbols gathered into strange patterns.

Perhaps these patterns were able to exude peculiar power thousands of years ago, but now, they have lost their magical power, and Fanlin can only feel a little power in these patterns flashing away.

"Nothing here?" Sirius said, his wand burst into a bright light, and the whole hall of the temple lit up in an instant.

Except for the entrance where they stood, apart from a throne in the hall, there were only a few stone pillars inlaid with braziers.

"It's hell, these braziers can't be ignited, my flames can't get in at all." Sirius said, he controlled the wand's flame to fall into the brazier, but the brazier was not ignited, the red flame was just After struggling twice, it went out naturally.

These stone pillars are neatly arranged in two sections, but they are still separated from the wall.

Fanlin thought of Slytherin's secret room, and he observed the arrangement of stone pillars.

He knew that each of those techniques had some peculiar arrangement rules.

"Dante's sequence." Dumbledore said, "from the Divine Comedy, a sequence that stabilizes hell."

"This is no different from the wizard's method." Fanlin said, this seems to be back to what the wizard is best at.

"Gods are just human beings, just like us, they are all beings in this world, but their power has broken the rules, so they have become powerful. After all, they are just some powerful wizards far beyond us. "

Fanlin looked at the sacrifice in amazement, sitting as the highest priest, and these words shouldn't be said from the mouth of the sacrifice.

"As for the truth of the world, we should be rational." The priest said, "Of course, faith is necessary. Only faith can push the wizard forward."

"My old friend, maybe the old pope will like you, but he doesn't like it as he imagined."

"Of course, because our beliefs are different." The priest said, he slammed the scepter heavily into the ground, and the crisp sound could not help but shock people.

A white golden halo spreads from the tip of the magic scepter. At the moment of contact, the brazier that Sirius could not ignite burns in an instant. The height of the flame is like a stone pillar. The whole is generally swallowed.

It seems that the power of the sacrifice cannot be well controlled. It can be said that the power obtained is too large. The divinity of a whole arm, the power of the sacrifice itself, plus the blessings of the people, now the power of the sacrifice is to More than Dumbledore's.

However, the vibration did not stop.

A section of the scepter was deeply submerged into the ground, and the golden power continuously filled the magic patterns on the ground.

The power continued to spread, and soon, an entire hall was covered with golden magic patterns.

It's like setting off something amazing.

A strong vibration came from under everyone's feet, and there was also a thunderous roar faintly.

It seems to be very painful.

It hasn't died yet, and even the flesh is still alive.

This is not good news. The part of the body that Fanlin encountered has been completely assimilated by the stone body, which is not a threat of a level.

"You should have heard it." Said the priest, "I think this is our goal, the monster that has lived since the battle of the gods until now."

"What the **** is this?" Sirius said, "After living in this ghost place for so long, what are they relying on to sustain..."

"Energy, I think part of the energy in this space is still absorbed by this thing." Fanlin said. "Can you open this place? I can feel that the thing is underneath."

"Of course it can," said the priest, "this is our purpose, isn't it?"

As I spoke, the vibrations in the ground began to become stronger, and the scary voice became clearer.

This is not a good thing. It seems that this thing is still very active. Fanlin can't imagine what stimulated it~www.readwn.com~ It may be that these scorching runes make the imprisoned monsters feel pain. However, this There is no alternative.

This monster wants to break free, and Fanlin and the others want to destroy, there must be various contradictions between the two.

Fanlin stood still, the three of them holding their magic wands, even Dumbledore was no exception, this could not tolerate any sloppy.

The runes on the ground began to move, and the stone pillars arranged in Dante's sequence began to change their position, otherwise they would not be able to open at all.

The whole temple is like a huge alchemy product, as if any position can change its original form in the next second.

This may be one of Nicolae May's pursuits, but at the same time Fanlin's pursuit, all magical things, according to people's wishes.

Doesn't it sound beautiful?

However, hidden under this beauty is indeed the most deadly threat.

An emptiness gradually appeared in front of everyone, and he did not visually see the suppressed evil, but that kind of aura could not be forgotten by Fanlin.

Sirius seemed to see all the beauty in the world, his eyes were a little blurred, and he was walking step by step toward the abyss he had swallowed.

Fanlin spent a little time, even though he had experienced it once, Fanlin still couldn't completely resist such a spiritual invasion.

Even though he was better than Dumbledore, Fanlin clearly saw that extremely sad expression on Dumbledore's face when he struggled.

In Fanlin's eyes, Dumbledore was powerful, and Dumbledore's determination was close to paranoid madness.

This was the first time Fanlin saw the sadness of Dumbledore's expression, like a normal old man, using his young past to pay homage to his old now.

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