Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

Seeing that Les agreed to take her on the adventure, a bright smile broke out on Daphne's face.

She quickened her pace, trotted over to Les, and then asked him what his purpose was for sneaking out of the dormitory tonight.

You can't just go to the kitchen to steal something to eat, right?

"You may not know why this area is called a dungeon." Les glanced at Daphne who was following him and said softly.

"Is it because it's in the dungeon area of ​​the castle?"

Les:…

It's almost the same as "Your name is Daphne, so you are called Daphne".

He pursed his lips, "Because this place has really imprisoned and sealed some enemies of the four founders and evildoers who tried to get involved in Hogwarts."

"Why not kill them?"

"You didn't get a perfect score because you didn't want to?" Les slapped her back.

He suddenly felt that he had made a mistake? This guy's understanding... is not good. He needs to observe more and not make any hasty conclusions.

Daphne shut her mouth obediently.

"Because many dark creatures cannot be killed, we can only seal them. The dungeons of Hogwarts have sealed many dark creatures that the Big Four defeated during their adventures - you have always heard of dark creatures, right?"

Daphne thought about it for a moment, remembering the Dementors and Voldebats her father had mentioned to her.

"Yes, they count too."

"Then we are going to check the seals of these bad guys to prevent them from escaping?"

"That's right!"

Without wasting time, Les explained the purpose of the trip to Daphne and led her deeper into the dungeon.

Daphne wondered why Les knew this, but she knew there was no way Les could answer the question.

She felt more and more that the young man in front of her was extraordinary. He might really be the heir to an ancient magic family that she had made up.

"It stands to reason that every generation of principals has the obligation to strengthen the seal." Rice looked at the surrounding environment. The area close to the Slytherin common room was fine, but after going down dozens of meters, the tunnel began to deteriorate.

Going further down, the torches on the wall also disappeared, which showed that the maintenance of Hogwarts staff had ended here. From here on, the danger level of the dungeon will gradually increase, and accidents can happen at any time.

Les noticed a rusty sign on the wall that read: [Extremely dangerous, no entry allowed]

"Follow me." Les used magic to light a fire, lighting up the surrounding area. Daphne ducked behind him obediently, but her eyes were not idle for a moment, taking in everything around her.

After continuing dozens of steps deeper into the dungeon, cracks even began to appear on the floor tiles and walls. Les's heart sank to the bottom: How could this make him believe that the seal was properly maintained?

For the next quarter of an hour, Les kept walking around in the dilapidated and dark dungeon. It was damp and cold inside the dungeon. If Les hadn't conjured a fire, the two of them would have caught a cold.

After passing the fourth fork in the road, Daphne had completely swerved, and she firmly believed that if she were alone, she would be lost by now. Fortunately, Les still seemed to be at ease, which reassured her a lot: only one of the two could remember the way.

Les suddenly stopped. He raised the flame high and illuminated the way forward - there was a dead end, and a wall lay across the corridor, blocking the way forward.

Just as Daphne was about to turn around, she heard Les's voice: "We're here."

Les stretched out his left palm and pressed it against the wall, and then the wall quickly melted and disappeared like dry ice exposed to the air.

"I opened the surface seal of the dungeon. Although the roads I just walked through did not have torches and looked shabby, they were not very dangerous. But it will be different next. You must not run in front of me." Les warned Daphne seriously.

After a thousand years, no one knew the state of the dungeon, so it was better to be cautious.

The moment she stepped into the area behind the stone wall, Daphne felt the difference: it was more depressing than outside, making people breathless.

She subconsciously wanted to leave, but after seeing that Les showed no sign of returning, she could only grit her teeth and persist.

After walking along the passage for more than ten meters, a cloud of mist actually rose in the corridor, and Daphne subconsciously covered her mouth and nose.

"Don't worry, just stand behind me." Les pulled out his wand and pointed forward.

The mist surged toward him, but stopped a few feet in front of him, as if it had hit a wall of air.

After being blocked, the fog in the corridor suddenly thickened and became substantial within a few seconds. Then, a figure appeared in the fog.

Daphne suddenly covered her mouth.

Night watchman? Her first reaction was that she and Les were going to be imprisoned, but she immediately realized that this was deep in the Hogwarts dungeons. How could there be staff patrolling here?

Les had already guessed the opponent's true identity, which made him a little worried: he had encountered this kind of monster on the surface, and if he went deeper, he might encounter something else!

The white mist gathered towards the figure, solidifying little by little, and the figure gradually became clear. Finally, a tall and strong middle-aged man appeared in front of Les and Daphne.

This man has a lion-like mane and exaggerated wavy red hair and a beard that is no less than hair in scale. But the most eye-catching thing is his eyes. Even the thick hair cannot cover these green eyes. They are piercing and bright, like two emeralds in a ball of flame.

"You know what to do." The man's voice was rich, like a bass in a stage play. He looked down at the "short and thin" Les and grinned.

"Yeah." Les sighed.

A bright light emerged from the tip of his staff and pierced the man's chest with a whoosh, leaving a hole as big as a fist.

The smile on the man's face froze for an instant, and then his facial features became distorted. White mist rushed towards the hole as if it was free of money, trying to fill it up.

However, the bright light came one after another until the man's upper body was blown into pieces.

After being "broken" by the blast, the man returned to his white mist form and fled away from Rice.

At this time, the wall of air conjured by Les moved. It trapped the fleeing white mist like a fishing net, and then slowly closed it without letting go of a wisp of mist.

Rice slowly turned the wand, shrinking the scope of the air wall little by little, compressing and re-compressing the white mist. Finally, the white mist that covered half of the corridor was crushed by him into a white bead the size of a fist.

This desire demon has not made any progress in thousands of years.

Les smiled and weighed the beads in his hand.

The demon of desire is a monster that changes into the appearance of the person in the memory by reading the memory. Under normal circumstances, it takes a lot of trouble. Unfortunately, today this ignorant monster chose to become Godric Gryffindor.

Its transformation did not fail. On the contrary, it was so successful that it even copied Gryffindor's character, which resulted in it being forced to surrender.

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