Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 499

Scott let the crow holding the metal ball get closer, reduced the volume of the magic barrier, and entered the interior of the black forest.

Then, with the cooperation of Edgar's line of fire, both he and Sirin passed through the forest smoothly and came to the stone gate.

Scott, who was still riding on a broomstick, flew around the stone gate and observed it carefully, but found that the stone gate was bare, without any words or patterns.

"Try to see if you can push it away, Sirene."

Scott gave Sirayn the order, then stepped aside.

Sirin manipulated the water polo close to the stone gate, then accelerated slightly and hit the stone gate with his long jaws.

Bang!
Shimen didn't move.

Scott frowned, let Sirene leave, approached the stone gate on a broom, and then put his hand on the stone gate through the magic barrier.

Looking at the Shimen that didn't respond, Scott said, "According to my guess, I'm afraid I have to remove the magic barrier."

"It's too dangerous," said Rimbaud. "You may suffer a worse curse."

Scott smiled.

He found a rope, tied two golden acorns, and hung it around his neck.

"Didn't Savannah say that both acorns and skulls can resist part of the curse?"

Then, the vicuna skull was tied tightly with another rope and tied to the waistband of the trousers.

"Since I have entered the tower myself, and since I have come here, I must find [the heart of the holy tree]."

As he said that, he directly removed the magic barrier, and then stretched out his hand to let the four crows put the metal ball on his hand.

He put the magic barrier ball into the shape-changing lizard skin bag, and then stretched out his hand to stick to the cold stone door again.

"I now realize that my previous plan was taken for granted."

"Even if I command Xilein and them remotely from outside the tower according to the plan, they won't be able to pass through this floor."

At this moment, Shimen moved.

Crack...crack...boom...

The heavy stone door sank slowly into the ground, leaving only a huge stone door frame and transparent ripples in the air inside the door frame.

"Burning flames!"

Scott waved his wand to summon the fire, and then used the wand to manipulate the fire to form a hot wall of fire around the stone gate.

"Your work is done, Edgar."

He looked up and called Firecrow.

"Come here, we're going to the next floor."

Edgar above his head stopped breathing fire, let out a cry, and flew to his side.

Scott waved his wand again, changing Edgar and Sirin into the smallest size.

He took out the small wooden box from the shapeshifting lizard skin bag, and let them return to their respective grids.

"Oh, what are you doing, Scott?"

Rimbaud looked at his movements and asked curiously.

"Don't you need help?"

"Let's see the situation." Scott didn't close the lid of the wooden box, "You should go to Horus too."

"Oh well, just call us if you need help."

Rimbaud obediently got into the grid belonging to Horus.

Scott put away the box, put away the broomstick, clenched the wand in his hand, and walked into the stone door frame.

When he stepped through the door frame, he saw a barren, bare rocky field.

Looking back, the door frame has disappeared.

He raised his head and looked up. It was a starry sky that looked very real.

Those twinkling stars are also the light source for him to see the surrounding environment clearly.

Suddenly, a meteor appeared in the "sky".

The meteor streaked across the "sky", getting bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a falling rock falling rapidly.

Obviously, the huge stone landed exactly where he was.

If it was running, Scott would have no time to dodge.

Scott immediately transformed into a peregrine falcon and flew for a distance at an extremely fast speed.

Soon, he heard the loud sound of falling rocks colliding with the ground behind him.

He flew nimbly and avoided several flying stones.

After it became completely quiet behind him, Scott slowed down and looked at the "sky" again.

At this point, the worst happened.

There has been a meteor shower in the "sky".

Countless falling rocks instantly grew larger in his sight, and smashed to the ground with a whistling sound.

Scott accelerated to fly again, and amidst the constant roaring noise, he shuttled among the falling boulders and flying stones.

He didn't try to resist with a magic barrier or armor protection.

Such a huge rock fell from the sky, and the power it carried was terrifying. Neither the magic barrier nor his armor body could resist it.

I don't know how long it took like this, maybe 5 minutes, maybe 10 minutes, the deadly meteor shower finally stopped.

Scott immediately changed back to human form, sat on the ground and took a few breaths.

He glanced at the mechanical watch in his hand, found a bottle of potion to replenish his strength, and poured it into his mouth.

Afterwards, he took out the small wooden box containing the "summoned beast", took out Gorzan, and used the expansion spell to make it bigger.

"If that Doherty who died thousands of years ago under the falling rock, [the heart of the sacred tree] must have been buried in the ground, go find it, Gorzan, move fast!"

Gorzan nodded its big head, and burrowed into the ground.

"Are you all right, Scott?"

Rimbaud stuck his head out of Horus' lattice.

Scott looked up at the "starry sky" above.

"I just hope [the Heart of the Sacred Tree] didn't get smashed by those terrible falling rocks."

"Probably not..."

Rimbaud was of course not sure, but he was still comforting him.

"If [the heart of the sacred tree] is so easily destroyed, it cannot be called a druid's treasure."

Scott nodded in agreement.

Although he felt that there was no logical connection between treasures and whether they were strong or not, at this time he could only comfort himself in this way.

"Oh, why don't you make an underground shelter," said Rimbaud, "like you and Dumbledore did at the Quidditch World Cup."

Scott looked around at the huge boulders that almost smashed into the ground, and shook his head directly.

"Falling rocks are too lethal. I'm afraid I need to go [-] meters underground to ensure safety, but such a large-scale transformation requires too much magic power."

"Anyway, fortunately my Animagus form is a peregrine falcon, so it's not too difficult to avoid falling rocks, just be careful... oh, let's not talk about it."

In order to prevent the "meteor shower" from coming again at any time, Scott covered the lid of the small wooden box and put it back into the deformed lizard skin bag.

The mechanism at this level did not exceed his expectations, and he didn't have a long rest. About 10 minutes later, the second round of "meteor shower" fell directly.

Scott once again turned into a peregrine falcon and shuttled among the rocks.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the "meteor shower" this time lasted longer than the last time.

When the falling rocks stopped, Scott turned back into his body to rest again, feeling tired for a while.

Especially the arms that had turned into wings felt even more sore.

He glanced at his watch, this time the "meteor shower" lasted about 15 minutes.

If his guess is correct, the next rest time may also be reduced.

It also did not exceed his expectations. This time he only rested for about 8 minutes, and the "sky" began to fall again.

Scott had to fly again as a peregrine.

After gaining experience, he flew higher this time. Although he was closer to the falling boulder, fortunately he didn't have to avoid the splashing stone.

After one increase and one decrease, some energy can still be saved.

When the rockfall stopped again, Scott checked the time and found that this time the duration had increased to about 10 minutes.

Fortunately, this time Golzan returned to the ground at the end of the break and shook his head at Scott.

"Didn't find it?"

Gorzan shook his head again.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Scott drew his wand, shrunk it down, and returned it to its small wooden box.

Rimbaud poked his head out again and asked, "Have you found the entrance to the next floor?"

Scott looked up.

"If I'm not mistaken, the entrance to the next floor is in that starry sky, and I must pass through that entrance during the rest time when the falling rocks stop."

The point is, as time goes on, the time for rest gets less and less.

He must pass through this floor during the next rest period, otherwise he can only leave the tower extending to the center of the earth through the door key.

Soon, the "meteor shower" came again.

Scott, who turned into a peregrine falcon, flew rapidly, unable to stop even if his wings were sore.

This time the "meteor shower" felt particularly difficult for him, and the loud noise of falling rocks hitting the ground also made him gradually anxious.

at last……

When the rockfall finally stopped again, Scott flew upwards without resting at all.

Fortunately, although the starry sky looked realistic, it was not as far away from the ground as it seemed.

He quickly flew to a block of suspended boulders.

Passing through these floating rocks, he got into a light door hidden behind the rocks.

In a blink of an eye, Scott finally came to the next floor, which was the fifth floor.

But the scene before his eyes made him a little confused.

The "starry sky" above the head and the rocky ground below are exactly the same as the previous floor, there is no difference at all.

But this time Scott didn't land rashly, but took out the broomstick quickly while falling into a human form again, and then climbed on the broomstick.

According to the legendary story, "falling rock" should correspond to "ground subsidence".

Perhaps, the danger of this layer comes from the ground.

He rode a broom and approached the ground cautiously.

Sure enough, after he approached, the ground immediately sank, and a bottomless pit appeared in an instant.

The diameter of the deep pit is about [-] meters, and it is the size that even if you react, you cannot escape with ordinary methods.

When he flew over the deep pit, he also felt a suction force from below.

Fortunately, his broom worked well and was not affected by the suction.

But in order to ensure safety, he flew back into the sky.

When he was far away from the ground, the black pit that suddenly appeared on the ground just now disappeared without any trace, as if it had never appeared before.

"Then it's up to you to go out."

Scott released Gorzan again, amplifying his size as it fell.

The moment Gorzan landed from a high altitude, he directly merged into the ground and disappeared.

Riding on the broomstick, Scott looked up, down, left, and right, and breathed a sigh of relief.

If the danger at this level really only comes from ground subsidence, then he can finally have a good rest.

"how is it going?"

Rimbaud stretched his neck out of the lattice again.

"Wait."

The tired Scott didn't want to talk much, and looked down at the vicuna skull hanging on his belt.

At this time, more and more red cracks spread from the eye sockets of the skull, covering almost half of the skull.

In order to make the skull last longer, Scott took out the wooden block again and turned into four crows, let them grab the metal ball and re-support the magic barrier.

After the magic barrier enveloped him, Scott waved his wand again.

"Although I don't know if it's useful or not, but... call God to protect you!"

Illusory and dazzling silver gushes out from the tip of the wand, forming a silver peregrine falcon, which circles and dances around him.

"Will this... this bird be useful?" Rimbaud asked.

"I don't know if it's an illusion..."

Scott looked at his Patronus.

"In short, I feel a little more uplifted."

"The Patronus Charm is known as one of the most powerful and oldest defensive spells in the wizarding world, and it may have the effect of resisting curses."

"Ha, maybe."

Rimbaud didn't quite believe it.

It's been bothered by Scott's Patronus and the fact that the Animagus form is a peregrine instead of a raven.

Animagus is a variation of Scott himself, and it's not easy to express its displeasure.

But for Scott's Patronus of the Peregrine Falcon, it has not always been very popular.

Scott shrugged, not arguing with it.

"I always feel that what you're looking for might be on the last floor." Rimbaud began to change the subject.

"Why do you think so?" Scott asked.

"The story usually develops like this." Rimbaud vowed, "Adventures must be persisted until the end to be rewarded..."

"Um……"

Scott looked down.

"Your words sound reasonable, Rimbaud, but the reality is often unexpected."

"what……"

Rimbaud poked his head out and looked down.

Below, Gorzan's head protruded from the ground, holding a piece of shiny golden wood in his mouth.

"Look, it's found!"

Scott laughed happily.

"Oh!" Rimbaud was a little dumbfounded, "This is really defenseless."

Scott removed the magic barrier, lowered the height a bit, and used the shrinking spell on Gorzan from a distance, and then used the moving spell to move it and the golden wood to his side.

"correct."

Scott looked at the acorn hanging on his chest, which was beginning to emit a faint golden light, and stretched out his hand to hold the piece of golden wood that was as thick as a wrist.

"This must be the [Heart of the Sacred Tree]!"

"So we can leave!"

Rimbaud, who came back to his senses, also became happy.

"Do not."

Scott has changed his mind.

"I have already reached the fifth floor. No matter whether the so-called tower extending toward the center of the earth has six or seven floors in total, I still want to go to the end."

"You must get out as soon as possible, and don't forget to curse." Rimbaud reminded.

"There's still time."

Scott glanced at his watch.

"I'm curious, what is going on here? Thousands of years ago, what did the seven wizards come here to pursue?"

"Didn't you say that adventures must be persisted until the end to be rewarded."

(End of this chapter)