HP Magic Biography

? When Fan Lin returned to Hogwarts again, it was already very late, and the moon was just about to climb over the tip of the castle.

The pointer on the watch does not mean to stop at all.

It was already 10:12 at night, as Dumbledore said, they had better get back to Hogwarts Castle by five minutes to twelve.

It seemed that there was still a while before Dumbledore left and asked him to delay it for a while.

Fan Lin lowered his head, he suddenly had a feeling of unreality, as if what happened just now was a dream, what Idunen, what void creation, if his wand hadn't disappeared...

Okay... Fan Lin murmured, no matter what, he would go down there, because the tracking mark on Peter came from under the wellhead, if Fan Lin didn't care about him, it would be very dangerous. Maybe Peter was trapped there forever, and eventually died due to the loss of bodily functions.

However, Fan Lin didn't think this method was very suitable for Peter. He should enter Azkaban, and the dementors would treat him very friendly.

Fan Lin sighed, he felt terrible, but he had to move on, because losing his wand always made him feel very strange.

Walking quickly through the black soil to the edge of the well, Fan Lin looked down, and he could clearly see Peter lying curled up at the bottom of the well.

It seemed that, apart from Peter lying there, there was no danger at all, at least for now.

Fan Lin jumped from the mouth of the well, and he turned into an Animagus form. The body of a cat is obviously much more flexible than that of a ferret. Fan Lin kicked lightly on the wall of the well a few times, and his body lightly landed on the open space beside Peter.

Peter curled up, and it seemed that he couldn't fall clearly here. Although Iduen told him that Peter would not wake up for a while, Fan Lin decided to take Peter with him just to be on the safe side.

He took out a potion bottle from his pocket. This was the bottle containing the potion that Dumbledore gave him, and it came in handy now.

(Shrink quickly)!

Peter's body quickly shrank to the size of a beetle. Fan Lin lightly crushed Peter and threw Peter into the bottle. It seemed that Peter's leg was broken, and his leg was bent into a shape inside the bottle. It looks weird.

Fan Lin stuffed the bottle containing Peter into his pocket,

Peter will not die for a while, and the air created by magic is enough for him to support him in the bottle for several hours.

Fan Lin patted his pocket contentedly. Peter's smooth capture made him feel better, and the next step was a part of the void creation that Iduen said.

But Fan Lin searched the bottom of the well for a long time, and he only found a small hole. God knows why Voldemort would go in, turn into a snake and crawl in from here?

However, Fan Lin still intends to go in and have a look, at least his Animagus form can just pass.

Fan Lin regained his composure, and then he crawled in along the only hole at the bottom of the well where he could move forward.

This feels terrible, this is not a passage for walking at all, maybe it was dug out by some unknown beast in the Forbidden Forest, anyway, this passage is very crowded, even if Fan Lin turns into a cat, he cannot The progress was particularly smooth, and he could feel the sharp-edged stone walls constantly rubbing against his body.

Fan Lin wondered a few times whether he had gone the wrong way or there was something wrong with the opening method, but after he persisted for a while, his vision suddenly became wider.

Finally, he didn't have to suffer that kind of pain, Fan Lin quickly took two steps forward, and then the surrounding space suddenly became wider, as if he had entered an underground cave.

Contrary to imagination, the underground caves that should have been dark were emitting bursts of phosphorescence at this time. Looking carefully, it was the phosphorous plants growing on the surrounding rock walls, and they emitted a hazy glow in the dark. Yellow-green fluorescence.

These herbs are very precious things. They are used to make a hallucinogenic potion, and they are very helpful to the spirit. If Professor Spoutlaw is here, he will definitely like this place very much.

The growth environment of phosphorous grass is too harsh. It needs to grow in a closed and humid cave. If conditions permit, Fan Lin would not mind picking some, but now is obviously not the time.

Fan Lin continued to walk in the depths, and the faint fluorescence emitted by the phosphorous plant illuminated the entire cave, and the light became one piece, like fireflies on a summer night.

Fan Lin didn't go far, and soon he came to the end of the passage, where there was a stone gate, which seemed to be closed, with dense runes all over it.

This is not the seal that Iduen said. Fan Lin gently touched the rune on the door. This should be the entrance of the magic relic, which Voldemort once entered.

Thinking of this, Fan Lin was even more curious about the things inside. He built such a stone gate and looked at the snake pattern carvings next to it. It is no surprise that this place is a masterpiece of the Slytherin family. After all, Hogwarts was originally Slytherin The family's castle, of course, is reasonable for the surrounding development.

It's just that, who should build this underground chamber? Fan Lin thought, Maybe it's Salazar Slytherin... In fact, Hogwarts only records Slytherin's memory When I arrived at Salazar, I should go to the genealogy of the Slytherin family to find the previous memories, but it seems that the last member of the Slytherin family is Voldemort, who is not even a direct descendant. Obviously, Voldemort is very important to Slytherin The family didn't know much, after all, he grew up in a Muggle orphanage when he was a child.

Fan Lin shook his head, expelling this strange thought from his mind.

He pushed the door hard, but it didn't open. Only then did he remember the traditions of the Slytherin family. Parseltongue is a unique talent of their family, just like the special blood of other wizard families. An inherited talent.

It's hard for Fan Lin to imagine how the first generation of Slytherin family merged their blood into the blood of the basilisk, but the only good thing is that they like me to use this unique way to set up some clearance riddles , such as Salazar Slytherin.

But Fan Lin doesn't know those weird Parseltongues, even Harry often talks in his sleep. But he also has his own way.

Facts have proved that a magic-weave defense array cannot persist in maintaining its original efficiency in the long river of time. Perhaps hundreds of years or decades ago, this defense can still stop Fan Lin, but Now……

ma (powerful explosion)!