Hogwarts: I will not become the Dark Lord

"This is..." Before Dumbledore could finish his words, he was interrupted by a sudden change in time and space. At this moment, everyone felt that the world was spinning around them and time and space were out of place. In a daze, the three of them found themselves as if they had crossed the boundary of time and space and had arrived in a completely unfamiliar environment.

“Lumos Maxima”

Grindelwald raised the wand in his hand, and the enhanced lighting spell emitted a light as intense as a burning magnesium ribbon at the tip of his wand. With the wave of his wand, the dazzling light ball formed by the spell was thrown out, floated in the air, and illuminated the entire space.

Dumbledore and Newt's eyes were stimulated by the sudden bright light and they narrowed slightly. While they slowly adapted to the changes in light, they used their subtle vision to look at the surrounding environment.

Only then did they realize that they had left the obelisk and came to a huge circular closed room.

Dumbledore roughly estimated that the height of this room was about 150 feet and the diameter was about 500 inches. The ground is composed of ordinary neat stones, and the walls are covered with intricate red lines, the width of the lines is about the size of a thumb. Under the strong light, the red substance in the lines seems to be flowing, like fresh blood.

In the center of the room stood a white square altar about ten feet high, pure and flawless. Unlike the complicated red lines around it, there are no sacrifices placed on the altar, only a tall arch.

"That's where I found the broken arm!" Grindelwald pointed at the arch and said, "But I can't activate the magic on the arch alone!"

They quickly walked up to the altar and took a closer look at this mysterious arch. They found that it was more complicated than it looked from a distance.

Except for a crystal clear blood-red gemstone inlaid at the top of the arc, the rest of the arch is silver-white. The reliefs, patterns and texts on it seem to tell some profound story. When they first laid eyes on it, they felt a sense of purity and sanctity.

"Don't search hard anymore, Albus." Grindelwald said to Dumbledore, who was checking around. "I have searched this place carefully several times. Now, we can only place our hope on this mysterious door. The door is closed!”

"But who built this thing? Where does it lead to?" Newt tapped his wand on the arch, making a sound like a blunt object hitting metal.

"Who knows!" Dumbledore replied with a frown, staring at the arch in front of him, "I hope it can lead us to the answer we want!"

"Let's try to see if we can activate the magic on the arch first!" After speaking, Grindelwald came to the side of the arch, and then looked at Dumbledore, telling him what to do.

Dumbledore nodded, understood, walked to the other side of the arch, raised his wand and prepared to cast a spell. They both infused magic into the arch at the same time.

Under the influence of the huge magic power, it resonated with the magic above the arch, and the ancient inscriptions began to glow light blue from bottom to top.

Newt stood aside, witnessing the huge magic power released by the two, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva. He kept secretly rejoicing in his heart. Fortunately, they had conflicts and separated decades ago!

As the magic power of the two people was injected, more and more inscriptions were lit up until the silver-white arch was bathed in light blue light. At this time, the arch looked more holy, noble, and majestic.

"Did you make it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred. The red gemstone at the top of the arch suddenly shines with a bright red light, which is dazzling. Then a huge force burst out, knocking Dumbledore and Grindelwald's wands away.

All the magic power was absorbed by the ruby, and the light blue light disappeared. The cold, scarlet blood filled the entire huge circular room, making people shudder.

The originally silver-white arch seemed to be dyed red with blood at this moment. The sense of nobility and holiness was gone, and now only depravity and evil remained.

"Buzz!"

A deep buzzing sound came from the inside of the arch, and pale white brilliance fell from the top of the arch like drizzle, flashing with a faint fluorescent light, falling slowly like quicksand.

"Is this a success or..."

Before Newt could finish his words, Grindelwald rushed in first and disappeared into the white light, followed closely by Dumbledore.

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Newt stood speechless. Are you too confident or too reckless? Just rushed in? This broken door is not a good thing at first glance!

Sighing, Newt reluctantly followed the two of them and rushed in.

With a flash of white light in front of his eyes, Newt found himself in an open cave, with a lighting spell on his head and the sound of water flowing in his ears.

"Albus, where are we now?" Looking at the two people standing on the river bank in front of him, Newt walked over quickly.

Dumbledore looked at the dark underground river in front of him, unable to see the opposite side at a glance, and shook his head seriously.

"There's something wrong with the water!" Grindelwald's eyes were sharp and he tapped his wand on the gravel on the shore. The stone twisted and deformed, turning into a crystal clear glass. After scooping up a handful of river water, and using the lighting spell, everyone discovered that the river water in the cup was as dark as ink.

"It's interesting, the movement spells can't be used here." Grindelwald sneered, "I'm getting more and more curious about what surprises there will be in the future!"

"It seems that this is the only way!" Dumbledore said, looking at the bridge composed of irregularly shaped stone piers next to him.

"Then let's go! But be careful, I always feel that this underground river is very dangerous!" After speaking, Grindelwald clenched his wand and stepped onto the bridge.

Dumbledore and Newt followed closely behind, wands clenched, concentrating, always alert to the unknown dangers around them.

"Grrrrrr!"

When the three of them were walking more than half way, the underground river that was flowing rapidly just now suddenly became quiet, and then the water surface started to bubble like hot water boiling.

Looking up, a white scene came into view. Countless heads and hands emerged from the dark water, including those of men, women, and children. They all had sunken eyes open, showing no sign of life.

"Something is coming up from the bottom of the water, it's a living corpse!" Dumbledore shouted.

"Roar!" The roar echoed on the river. The heads of countless living corpses emerged from the water and were arranged densely. They made a piercing roar and rushed towards Dumbledore and the others crazily.

"Broken to pieces (Crushing Curse)"

In front of Newt, a living corpse stretched out a pair of withered hands and rushed towards him crazily. He cast the crushing spell without hesitation, only to hear a loud noise, and the body of the living corpse was instantly torn apart, but not a drop of blood flowed out. Even though there was only one head floating on the water, it still roared.

There are more and more living corpses on the river, coming like a tide.

"Newt, you can't do that!" Dumbledore shouted, "Leave it to me!"

"Partis Temporus"

Dumbledore raised his wand above his head, and raging flames burst into the surrounding darkness. A bright, golden-red fire ring surrounded the three people, and continued to expand outward as Dumbledore increased his magic output.

Once a living corpse touches the hot flames, it will instantly turn to ashes. This scene is like a lawnmower, harvesting silently.

"It's useless, Albus, save some magic power!" Grindelwald pointed at the living corpses that kept popping up on the river and said, "The exit is ahead. We just need to get out of here quickly. There is no need to waste it here. time!"

After Dumbledore's curse ended, Grindelwald used fierce fire to clean up the living corpses on the river. Taking advantage of this gap, the three of them rushed towards the other bank at full speed, and soon reached their destination.

"Huh!" On the river bank, after watching all the living corpses recede and the underground river began to flow again, they let out a long sigh of relief. Although they are not afraid of living corpses, they cannot withstand such endless consumption.

"There are actually boats here?" After taking a short rest, Newt found a small boat by the river. Only a small section of the hull was intact, and the rest was turned into charcoal. "Who would do this in a place full of living corpses?" Boating on the river?”

Grindelwald and Dumbledore looked at each other. Could it be that someone had come in before them?

Chapter 146 The Second Bishop

"We have to hurry up, Albus!" Grindelwald said, looking at the broken ship.

Dumbledore nodded, and after resting, they continued along the narrow passage on the stone wall on the shore.

About half an hour later, their eyes suddenly opened up, and a huge underground space appeared in front of everyone, as if it was an independent small world.

The size of this underground space exceeded their imagination. The towering stone walls disappear at the end of the line of sight, giving people a sense of infinity.

"Here..." Newt was shocked and speechless by the sight in front of him. He felt that even dozens of Hogwarts put together would not be as big as this place!

"What a generous act!" Dumbledore also sighed as he looked at the several huge statues standing around a hundred meters high.

"I think the person who destroyed this place is the one who is generous!" Grindelwald stood at a high place and looked far away. At a glance, he saw that it was all ruins without any trace of life. Then he pointed at the huge regular circular hole in the middle of the ground. said.

"This doesn't look like it happened naturally!"

The three of them stood by the entrance of the cave and looked down, feeling that the space below was as deep as an abyss. However, what was surprising was that bursts of extremely weak flashes of light came from the abyss-like place.

"That's... the light of a curse, and there are wizards fighting below!" Dumbledore said with some uncertainty, then turned to look at Grindelwald, wanting to hear his opinion.

"I'm not sure, but it's very similar," Grindelwald shook his head. "You'll find out if you go down there. You should be able to use apparation or flying spells here!"

Dumbledore and Newt both agreed with Grindelwald, after all they were here!

…

"who are you?"

On the ice at the bottom, a slender middle-aged wizard, wearing gorgeous and exquisite robes, with the apostle's logo embroidered on his chest, stood on the ice and pointed his wand at the man opposite who was shrouded in black robes. The mysterious wizard asked loudly.

His brows were furrowed, and he kept thinking about the other party's identity. The magic that the black-robed wizard just used is magic that can only be mastered by their apostles, so the other party must be someone from their own organization.

The man in black robe ignored the apostle's question and just raised his wand coldly. He did not defend, only attacked. Even if he was injured, it did not affect his attack at all. At this time, he was like a machine without emotions.

The apostle looked like a mad dog when facing the enemy. He was unable to do anything against the enemy for a while, and was even slightly at a disadvantage.

The area at the lowest level of the cave is significantly smaller than the uppermost level, and it is vastly different from the upper levels.

Everything on this layer is completely frozen, showing a different kind of beauty. Even through the thick ice, you can see the exquisiteness and luxury of this building, as if this is an ice castle hidden deep underground.

The three Dumbledores didn't know how many levels deep underground they had gone, but they could clearly feel the uniqueness of this place. The entire space takes on the shape of a large funnel, with the area getting smaller as you go downwards.

"Apostle... and who is the other one?" Grindelwald asked quietly as he looked at the two men fighting not far away.

"I don't know, but the strength of these two people is not weak!" Dumbledore stared at the two sides of the battle solemnly, and said thoughtfully.

While the two were talking, the battle between the apostle and the mysterious black-robed man suddenly stopped, and their eyes all looked in their direction.

"They discovered us so quickly! Not bad!" Upon seeing this, Grindelwald stopped hiding and said loudly.

"Albus Dumbledore, Gellert Grindelwald, and Newt Scamander, why are you here?" The apostle asked in surprise after seeing the three of them.

The man in black robe opposite did not speak, but retreated directly into the darkness and disappeared.

"Aren't you going to chase him?"

The apostle shook his head gently, looking deeply into the direction where the man in black robe disappeared, his eyes were extremely solemn.

"Introduce yourself, Publius Marrow, second bishop of the apostles." Facing the three Dumbledores, Publius Marrow's tone was unusually calm, and there was no expression on his face, making it impossible for anyone to spy on him. inner thoughts.

When the three Dumbledores heard this, their eyes were full of surprise.

"I'm curious, how did the three of you get here?" Publius Maro continued to ask.

"So, this is your apostle's territory?" Grindelwald thought of his broken arm and looked at him with cold eyes.

"No!" Publius Maro replied decisively, "At least I don't know where this place is!"

Dumbledore and the three were a little stunned, not knowing whether what the other party said was true or false. This was where the apostles were in trouble.

"Take out the broken arm and show it to him!" Dumbledore said to Grindelwald after thinking for a while.

Although he didn't know what Dumbledore was thinking, Grindelwald did as he said and handed the wooden box to Publius Marrow.

"Don't you want to know the purpose of our coming here? It's right here!"

Publius Maro took the wooden box suspiciously and opened it carefully. After seeing the severed arm inside, his expression changed drastically and he immediately closed the lid.

Dumbledore and Grindelwald looked at each other. Sure enough, Publius Marrow knew some important clues.

"Where did you find this severed arm?" Publius Maro's tone was no longer as calm as before.

"Right at the entrance to this place, you should know who this severed arm belongs to!"

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