All things are three at Hogwarts

The three of them continued to walk forward, and Allen relied on the same method and kept turning right.

In the tunnel maze, there will be two forked paths for them to choose every time, and every time Allen will choose the mural with the wizard on the right.

The mural on each fork in the road is exactly the same as the mural on the previous fork in the road.

They don’t know how many routes they took and how many times they chose!

Allen suddenly stopped again.

Is it a voice?

The sound I just heard disappeared instantly and was now quiet again.

So quiet that you can hear your own heartbeat.

"Alan, I heard it!" Ron said in horror.

"Me too." Nancy tilted her head, as if she could hear more clearly.

The voice rang again.

The three of them held their breath and listened carefully.

There was silence again.

"Let's go!" Allen gritted his teeth, "No matter what it is, there will always be a time when you fully understand it."

Ron and Nancy followed Alan forward silently. They had a gut feeling that something was going wrong.

After a while, the narrow tunnel suddenly turned a sharp corner.

As the three of them walked further, the air became warmer.

Alan suddenly hurried forward and ran to a wall, leaving Ron and Nancy behind.

They looked at each other and trotted to follow.

Ron is very convinced of Allen.

And Nancy, relying on a woman's intuition, felt that Allen was obviously more reliable.

As they got closer, they realized it was not a wall, but a door.

"Fractured!"

The mud seal on the door cracked and scattered on the floor.

"Cleaned up."

The original appearance of this door appeared in front of the three people.

"It looks so beautiful!" Nancy looked at the sudden appearance of the door in fascination.

Suddenly, she turned her head sharply and looked at Allen, "What did you just do?"

After a pause, she said in surprise: "Are you really a wizard?"

She thought Alan was joking before.

"Of course we are wizards." Ron glanced at Nancy and continued to focus on this awesome door.

Yes, this ancient gate is awe-inspiring.

It's not very high, but it looks very expensive.

The dark redwood is now petrified.

But what is certain is that it must come from a distant country. No tree growing in Egypt could have grown like this.

The entire door is covered with strange hieroglyphics from top to bottom.

Allen recognized the sun and moon, as well as several animals such as scorpions, birds, and cats.

These are deeply carved into the red wood.

The most shocking thing is the majestic lion in the middle of the door.

It is carved from gold and shines like the sun in the light of the wand.

"Gold is soft." Ron touched the lion's head uncontrollably.

"Careful!" Allen pulled Ron to the ground and dodged the sharp arrow shot from the lion's roaring mouth.

Those arrows shone with a faint blue light, and it was obvious at a glance that they were specially smeared with poison.

"They thought the lion could scare away those who invaded the tomb," Allen stared at the gleaming lion. "This trick was very effective in ancient times."

"If you can't scare them away, use poison arrows to kill the intruders!" Ron said with a scared look on his face.

"Not only that, it's also cursed!" Allen looked at the hieroglyphs on the door thoughtfully.

"Curse, do you understand?" Nancy asked with interest.

Just one door is already so luxurious, and there is no telling how much gold and silver treasures there will be in the tomb inside!

"I can understand part of it." Allen had no intention of explaining these ancient magic texts to a Muggle. That would be tantamount to playing the piano to an ox.

"Unless you walk in and say the resurrection spell, you're cursed just by entering this door," Allen said.

"So what's the spell?" Nancy asked.

"You don't really miss the resurrection spell, do you?" Allen was surprised!

"Otherwise, it's better than being cursed, right?" Nancy raised her eyebrows.

"You can actually choose not to enter," Ron retorted.

"I won't go back." Nancy said firmly.

Ron and Alan had nothing to say.

"How do you open the door?" Ron asked. "Is Alaho Cave open?"

"You can try." Allen held the wand so that he could look at Ron attentively.

"Ahem!" Ron stretched out his wand and pointed it at the door.

Nancy looked at Ron's movements with interest, "Are you going to do witchcraft?"

"To be precise, it's magic." Allen smiled gently.

"Open the Alajo!" Ron waited expectantly for the door to open to them.

But the door didn't move at all.

"Haha, it doesn't work! Your magic doesn't work." Nancy laughed.

Ron was annoyed and tried several more times, but the result was the same.

The way Nancy looked at him, she almost burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at, Muggle! How about you come?" Ron said angrily.

"Get out of the way, I'll do it!" Nancy was full of momentum.

Allen and Ron were extremely curious. Even the wizard couldn't open the door. Would she be able to open it?

Nancy took a few steps back, "Ah...hey!" She trotted to help, flew up and kicked the door.

"Boom!" The door made a heavy sound without any change.

"Hey, it hurts!" Nancy hugged her leg.

Alan and Ron looked at each other, so violent! It must hurt!

Alan stepped forward, examined Nancy's leg, and cast a healing spell on her.

"It's amazing!" Nancy turned her ankle and felt no pain at all!

Allen picked up the wand, "Now, it's my turn!"

Ron and Nancy looked at Ellen expectantly and held their breath.

Alan's expression turned serious and he turned to the door, raising his wand.

Suddenly, a thunderous sound rang out, the tone was the same as the sound they heard in the tunnel before.

"Please let me rest in peace!"

Nancy let out a short scream.

"Let me rest in peace!" said the thunderous voice again.

Alan put down his raised wand, turned around, and opened his eyes in surprise.

Ron and Nancy also realized that the sound was coming from behind them.

There was a sound of something breaking, and fear suddenly rose to their throats.

The cracking sound became louder and louder.

It sounded like someone was constantly breaking a cracker in half.

Louder and louder, louder and louder...

The ground in front of them cracked open, and something was about to emerge from the ground!

Alan and Ron pointed their wands there, watching warily.

It's a person! First the head, then the crossed arms, the strong torso, and the legs covered by the robe!

"It's a stone statue!" Ron breathed a long, gentle sigh, and then took another breath.

Allen glanced at Nancy. She was biting her lower lip nervously, clenching her hands into fists and holding them tightly against her chest.

"The stone statue moved!" Nancy screamed in horror.