Hogwarts Rising Again

Chapter 193 Agua's Opera House
"Didn't you hear it?" Mo Lin pointed at the deserted opera house a little strangely, "Someone is singing inside!"

"Singing? No one is singing there." Edmund said suspiciously.

"Not now, but every once in a while there will be a sound. I have heard it five times. It is very light. Pay attention." Mo Lin signaled everyone to be quiet.

Sure enough, within a few seconds, there was another very ethereal singing sound in the tree-lined path. In fact, it was not a singing sound, but more like the sonoring of some musical instruments.The sound was very small and was covered by the chirping insects among the leaves. If it hadn't been for Mo Lin's reminder, no one would have heard it.

"Your ears are really sensitive." Alton said in surprise, and he heard it too, "Let's go and have a look."

They originally planned to walk over directly, but thinking that this path was a bit weird, Alton directly pulled Maureen to apparate over, and Edmund and Brent followed closely behind.

The iron gate of the opera house has rusted, and there is an old iron lock hanging on it, which is covered with dust. It seems that no one has been here for a long time.There was a lot of leaves piled up at the door, some of which were trampled to pieces, soaked in rainwater and dried in the sun, and pasted on the tiles. The street lamps on both sides and a light bulb were broken.

There was a feeling of depression throughout the opera house.

"Have you checked the magic detection spell in this opera house?" Alton asked.

Edmund and Brent looked at each other and nodded: "This is just an abandoned opera house for Muggles, so there should be nothing strange about it. We checked here the day before yesterday, and we didn't hear any singing, and there was no sign of magic being cast. .”

Alton glanced left and right to make sure that no Muggles were paying attention to the situation here. He cast the Magic Detection Charm again, and the ripples rippled out from the end of Alton's wand and covered the iron door. It's like being disrupted by something, becoming disorganized, and starting to collide with each other.

"It seems that the problem is here." Alton turned his head and asked Edmund, "Are you sure you checked?"

"How could this be?" Edmund and Brent looked at each other, "We didn't respond when we checked with the spell the day before yesterday."

"The singing is gone," Brent said.

This time, no matter how quiet they were, they didn't hear any sound. The surroundings were a little strangely quiet. Just now, they could hear the chirping of insects at the corner, but when they arrived here, the sound seemed to be cut off.

"Then we can only go in and have a look, first seal off this place."

With a flick of his wand, Alton cast a binding spell, covering the entire house.This spell would temporarily stop someone if they Apparated out of the house, long enough for them to get there.

Alton knocked on the iron door again, and the big rusty lock crawled away like an earthworm. The door made a muffled slamming sound, and opened left and right. A decaying smell came out, and everyone frowned.

Alton had already entered the opera house first, and Edmund and Brent also followed. The moment Maureen stepped into the door frame, his mind trembled suddenly, as if something had hit him suddenly. There was a familiar feeling in my mind.

Doi suddenly crawled from Mo Lin's pocket to his shoulder and yelled twice.

"You feel it too?" Mo Lin looked at Doi on his shoulder.

"Duoyi! Duoyi!" Duoyi danced and called twice.

"Feel what?" Alton turned around and asked. The few of them didn't see Doi, and thought that Mo Lin was talking to them.

"I don't know, it's just a very strange feeling, don't you guys?" Mo Lin said uncertainly.

Edmund waved the dust in front of his eyes with his wand, and said, "I just feel that the smell here is terrible. I don't like dark places."

"I don't feel anything. Are you a little scared? Otherwise, you're waiting for us outside." Alton walked back and patted Mo Lin on the shoulder.

"No, I'm just talking casually, let's go in!"

Maureen shrugged his shoulders. He has always been very courageous. He dared to break into the dark basement of Sir Cadogan's hometown last time. There is nothing to be afraid of in this place.

They stepped into the lobby of the opera house. In front of it was a ticket counter covered with dust, a ceiling panel was still on the floor and broke in two, and there were some moth-bitten boxes on the wall. The poster, the light blue wall ash has peeled off a lot.

Edmund and Brent each sent out several white flames, which suspended them in mid-air, and these flames illuminated the dim ticket hall.

"Edmund, did you bring Noam here?" Alton asked.

"Oh, yes."

Edmund rummaged in his pocket for a while, and took out a delicate gray cage. He opened the door of the cage, and a fat white worm came out, which was twenty centimeters long, with two thumb-sized worms behind it. The miniature wings are flapping rapidly.

"Noam, go find where there is a magic smell." Edmund said.

The fat big Nome flapped his little wings and quickly disappeared into the darkness in front of him. Maureen has always been very interested in the creatures of the Ministry of Magic who search for traces of magic. Nome is a bug who doesn't know what. Isn't it very strenuous for such a big body with a pair of small wings?

Norm didn't leave for a long time, and flew back in about 2 minutes, twisting his body in the air, swaying left and right, making various movements, and his little wings flapped vigorously.

"Noam said that the magical aura here is very scattered and everywhere, but there are no living people." Edmund could understand Noam's body language.

"No one's here! It seems that the wizard who caused trouble in the Muggle Opera House has left. Let's find out what spells have been cast on this place." Alton glanced at the two sides and said, "There are three roads here. , one leads to the performance hall, one should lead to the place where the musical instruments are played, and the other leads to nowhere, we each take one, the same as before, open the pocket watch, and send a signal if something happens."

Alton and Edmund have done this kind of thing a lot before, and with a simple order, Edmund and Brent each chose their own way to leave.

The road that Alton and Maureen took led to the performance hall. Along the way, there were some broken chairs with yellow sealing tape on them. There were sign lights in the corners that Muggles used to indicate safe exits, and wires fell out.

The corridor was very quiet, there was a gust of wind blowing from somewhere, whistling, and from time to time there was the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the half-peeled wallpaper. In addition, the footsteps of Maureen and Alton echoed in the corridor Here, very lonely.

"Grandpa, do you often come to this kind of place?" Mo Lin asked.

"This one is fine." Alton opened the crooked door, stepped over a broken potted plant, and said, "I've seen worse ones. Last time a dark wizard tried to make an infernal corpse and broke into Muggles. In the mortuary of the hospital, the dead were under control in the middle of the night, crawling out like zombies, the Muggles were terrified, and I had to entangle the dead in the middle of the night."

"It sounds like nothing."

"It's really nothing if there are a few people together. If you go alone, it will be a bit interesting."

Alton turned around, pointing at his face with the light of the wand, making his face pale, and said in a dry voice: "Think about it, when you turn a corner, a dead man with a stiff face and white lips rushes towards you Come on, what an experience."

"Muggle dead people don't have magic, and there's nothing to be afraid of."

Mo Lin couldn't help laughing when he looked at his grandfather, but suddenly his expression froze, his smile froze, his eyes crossed his shoulders, fell on his back, and he took a deep breath.

"What's the matter? Does this scare you?" Alton said with a smile, removing his wand.

"No, I saw a man hanging upside down behind that glass door and staring at us just now! His hair is disheveled, his eyes..." Mo Lin pointed to a door at the end of the corridor, and swallowed, "Green light! "

(End of this chapter)