HP Magic Biography

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While drying his and Hermione's clothes, Fan Lin looked around a lot at the surrounding scenery.

Kreacher appeared beside Dumbledore. He was the only one who could disapparate here. If there was any irresistible danger, perhaps Kreacher would become the only guarantee.

But Dumbledore obviously didn't intend to rely on Kreacher. To be precise, Kreacher didn't know how to get in. When he was with Voldemort, Kreacher just followed closely with his head down. But the second time he came, Kreacher directly Bring Regulus to the island in the center.

But with four people, it was too much for Kreacher's weakened magic power.

Fan Lin watched Dumbledore continue to circle around here. Clearly, he was focusing on something that Van Lin wasn't.

This made Fan Lin feel a little strange, but he really couldn't find anything by relying on perception alone.

It's just a hall, said Dumbledore after a minute or two. We've got to look further in... Now we're facing obstacles that Voldemort himself has put in place, not just those that are natural.

Dumbledore approached the wall of the cave, flicked it with his skinny fingertips, and muttered some strange language that Fan Lin couldn't understand, maybe it was a search spell, but it wasn't any kind that Fan Lin knew. .

It's like the magic of the centaur sacrifice, with a natural mysterious atmosphere, which makes it difficult for Fan Lin to grasp...

Dumbledore walked around the stone wall twice, touching as many of the rocks as he could, occasionally standing still and running his fingers back and forth over a particular spot until he finally stopped.

He pressed his palm flat against the wall, Here. He said, We'll walk through here, the entrance is hidden.

Fan Lin didn't ask how Dumbledore knew, he had never seen a wizard who could solve a problem just by looking and touching. But Van Lin realized early on that posturing usually meant shallow ignorance rather than real knowledge, but Dumbledore was clearly not in this category.

Dumbledore stepped back from the wall, pointing his wand at the rock. After a while, an arc appeared there, bright and dazzling, as if there was a very powerful light source behind the gap.

Just when Fan Lin was about to ask, the vibration from the stone wall suddenly stopped.

The bare rock is as solid as ever. Dumbledore continued to look around.

Professor, what are you looking for? Fan Lin asked curiously. Everyone was staring at Dumbledore, looking like a group of ignorant children.

Traces, the traces left by a wizard, cannot be observed with the naked eye and perception alone, which requires some patience and concentration. Dumbledore explained.

Oh, it's so rude to be here! Dumbledore smiled and shook his head, obviously disdainful of Voldemort's arrangement.

While speaking, Dumbledore took out a silver knife.

Looks like Rita has to pay something if we want to get in.

The price? Fan Lin looked at Dumbledore thoughtfully, Is it blood, Professor?

Oh, yes, it looks like you've figured it out, oh, I almost forgot, your eyes can actually see. Dumbledore said, It looks like we have to pay a part of...

Oh, please let me come, Professor Dumbledore. Sirius suddenly said, If it's blood, obviously I'm the most suitable, after all, it's for my brother, and you need to save your strength, Professor .”

Alright. Dumbledore hesitated for a moment, then handed the silver knife to Sirius.

Without any hesitation, Sirius directly swiped his palm, and then pressed the injured palm against the wall in front of him.

This scene is not friendly, it can be said that it is very bad.

Fan Lin watched Sirius' blood seep into the stone wall, but the stone wall was not satisfied, just like a vampire, the rosiness on Sirius' face quickly disappeared.

Okay, Sirius. Dumbledore broke the link between Sirius and the stone wall with a flick of his wand.

With a light tap of the wand, the wound that was still bleeding quickly healed.

However, the massive blood loss still made Sirius feel a little dizzy, so Fan Lin quickly stepped forward to support Sirius.

Aha, that seems to have worked! Dumbledore said, But it seems that you need to take some blood-enriching potions when you go back. Maybe Madam Pomfrey is a good choice.

The silver-white arc on the wall appeared again, and this time it did not disappear. The blood-spattered rock disappeared completely, leaving a gap in the blackness.

Follow me, said Dumbledore, stepping through the archway first.

Fan Lin and the others hurriedly lit their wands and followed closely. Before their eyes was a strange scene: they were standing on the edge of a huge black lake, the lake was so big that even Fan Lin couldn't make out the shore of the lake in the distance. They are in a high cave with no roof. A misty green light shone far away, reflected on the completely still lake, looking like it was in the middle of the lake.

The green light and the light of the magic wand pierced through the velvety darkness all around. Although the fluorescent light didn't shoot as far as Fan Lin expected, it was still acceptable. Somehow, the darkness was much denser here than elsewhere.

Come on, said Dumbledore quietly, be careful not to step into the water, and follow me.

He set off along the lake, and Fan Lin and the others followed him closely.

The sound of their footsteps on the narrow rocky edge that surrounded the lake echoed constantly. They kept walking and walking, but the scene remained unchanged. On one side of their bodies was the rough wall of rock, on the other was the boundless smooth and silent darkness. A mysterious green light shines in the dark.

Fan Lin found that this place and the silence here would make people feel very oppressed and physically and mentally exhausted. This feeling is very bad, similar to the influence of the spiritual level. Anyway, Hermione's face looked very ugly after entering.

Not long after walking, several people stopped at Dumbledore's signal.

This is right here, Mr. Dumbledore. Kreacher said timidly, This is where the Dark Lord took Kreacher by boat.

This is a narrow platform, and Fan Lin tried his best to see that this small piece of lakeshore is different from any other piece. But Dumbledore seems to have discovered its special features.

This time, instead of continuing along the rock face, Dumbledore waved his wand through the thin air, as if expecting to discover and grasp something invisible.

Oh, said Dumbledore happily. A few seconds later, his hand held something invisible to Fan Lin in midair.

Dumbledore moved closer to the water's edge, and the toes of his shoes were on the tight edge of the stone.

The others watched nervously. With one hand still clenched in the air, Dumbledore raised his wand with the other and tapped the tip of it on his fist. A thick copper-green chain immediately appeared in the air, stretching from the depths of the lake into Dumbledore's tightly clenched hands.

Dumbledore tapped lightly, and the chain slid like a snake in his hand, coiling itself clangingly around the ground, pulling something up from the depths of the black lake.

The echoes are endless.

Fan Lin held his breath and looked at an extremely small boat. The ghostly prow broke through the water, emitting a green light like a chain. Accompanied by the only ripple, it floated unsteadily towards the shore of the lake where they were.

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