HP's Foreign Land

He turned around a few times on the spot, but the ghost had no response. He tried to move towards the entrance, and the ghost immediately ran towards him out of the background. The white body and the dark cave with flickering candles created an atmosphere more than a horror movie. .No matter how strong Heimdall's mental quality was, he was still frightened by this scene and drew back his feet.

As soon as he retreated, the Infernal Corpse retreated resolutely. Heimdall looked at several dark corners that were invisible to the naked eye around him, and realized that moving to the gate might be full of obstacles, and he didn't know how many shady things Grindelwald had arranged. The corpse watched him.

He tried to apparate, and the crackling sound was chaotic, and was bounced back by some invisible force, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Of course, Heimdall told himself.

How did the ghosts understand the instructions Grindelwald gave when he left?He decided to go upstairs and have a look.

He gradually approached the stone ladder until he stepped up with one foot, but the corpse in the dark still did nothing. It turned out that it was to prevent him from escaping, not to prevent him from visiting.

Having figured this out, Heimdall walked up the steep stone stairs to the second floor.

Based on the light source borrowed from the outside, it is preliminarily judged that the above is an irregular space, which seems to have been cleaned up artificially.

Heimdall was lit up with fluorescent lights, and there was a dilapidated table and a chair of the same style in front of the wall facing the entrance and exit. One leg of the chair was a little lame, and a thin booklet was placed underneath; A distorted and faded chandelier mixed with a pile of broken garbage was piled in the corner beside the table, and there were still decorations that fell from the chandelier on the ground, densely paved all over the floor, shining indistinctly in the dark space.

He paused for a moment at the place where the stone ladder connected to the second floor, making sure that nothing strange would rush out suddenly, and then stepped on it carefully.

The light released by the fluorescent flashes spread out instantly, illuminating the entire space. Heimdall found that the uneven stone walls on both sides of the second floor were not the murals left by the ancients as he thought at first, but wooden boxes like drawers. The surface of the box is also painted with English letters, which seems to be some kind of arrangement.

This reminds Heimdall of a hospital morgue...

Resisting the repulsion that surged up from the bottom of his heart and wanting to rush out of the door, he let himself get closer to those drawers.He stopped in front of a drawer near the entrance. Apart from the obvious paint, there were other things carved on the drawer with sharp tools. After identification, it seemed to be ancient rune, but it was not exactly the same as the ancient rune he had learned before. .

Heimdall studied for a long time, looked around with his wand raised high, and found a candle lamp on the desk.He lit a candle lamp and placed it on the ground, and suddenly two light sources appeared in the room.He extinguished the wand in his hand and turned to study those strange ancient runes.

Then, he discovered that this rune may have been deformed, and it was the research result of the black wizards, in order to successfully summon the ghost corpse through human bones.

Some runes can be read through his interpretation, some cannot, and most of them cannot. In other words, his level is limited, and he cannot use the transforming runes as proficiently as Grindelwald.What is certain is that these ghouls have been summoned, and they are still in a deep sleep stage. Maybe Grindelwald is not satisfied with the current business capabilities of the ghouls, and wants to improve their level and expand their combat effectiveness through further magical research .

During the Great War, Grindelwald owned a murderous army of ghouls. Does this mean that he finally succeeded in researching the magic that raised the level of ghouls? !

Heimdall has never dared to underestimate that senior room chief, and Jolf may be able to fight him head-on here.

Grindelwald had no scruples in bringing him to such a deadly Infernal Workshop, and leaving him here alone, because he didn't like his IQ, thinking that over time, he would shiver eight or nine times out of ten Tremblingly waiting for Grindelwald to show mercy and come to save him.

Could it be that Grindelwald wants to accept himself as a younger brother?So show him the secret first?Just throw him on the thief ship?Cut off his back?Director Strulusson immediately went wild.

Everyone is equal. Grindelwald is the head of the room, and he is also the head of the room. If he is Grindelwald's younger brother, Heimdall will of course not do it.

Heimdall, who came back to his senses, looked at these drawers, found the ones he could recognize, thought for a while, and finally raised his wand...

"Gellert."

Grindelwald stopped, turned his head indifferently, and Professor Nero Golden ran up panting.

"Where have you been these days? Why didn't you come to the laboratory?"

"I don't want to go."

Golden was used to his indifference, and although he was dissatisfied with his attitude, he didn't take it to heart.

"How was the last report I asked you to write?"

Grindelwald said: "It has been written, but there is no progress on the topic."

Golden felt a little restless, and he has been stagnant in the new research on the Infernal Corpse. Could it be that he has neglected something?

"The Magic Research Institute has an application for a new research topic next week. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Hurry up and write the report, and we will study it again when the time comes."

Seeing Golden's eager expression, Grindelwald hooked the corners of his mouth, seemingly touched by the bright prospect constructed by the professor, which resonated with him, but in fact it was implicit contempt.

He dismisses the method of using spells as a tool to make a name for himself. The cheers and affirmation he gets through grandstanding is an insult to magic in Grindelwald's view. It is actually very simple to let the world remember his name. Grindelwald The corners of his mouth raised, this time his smile really came from his heart, but the pictures of high spirits he painted in his mind were enough to make any wizard tremble with fear.

"What are you holding in your hand?"

Grindelwald looked down at the oatmeal bread wrapped in paper, and saw Golden's cheerful face in a blink of an eye. Heimdall's words suddenly turned up, and he felt a little uncomfortable.Judging from the current situation, the professor is very satisfied with his work situation, and it seems that he has no intention of parting ways with him, and Grindelwald does not want to turn against him at this time. proceed smoothly without interruption.

Although he had already begun to treat the professor positively and negatively, but when he first heard that he was going to introduce another student into the research on the corpse that was secretly formed by the two of them, Grindelwald was not very happy when he was young after all.

"Since you are in such a hurry, why don't you let your new researcher join in and write this report together?" Grindelwald carefully observed Golden's face. Golden hadn't told him about this. He tried to Appreciate Golden's change of face by throwing out this sentence without warning, but unfortunately the wish was not fulfilled.

Golden looked blank, "What new researcher?"

Grindelwald narrowed his eyes, and his beautiful facial features gradually darkened.

Seeing that Golden didn't look like he was putting on a show, this professor was not good at putting on a show, and Grindelwald's heart suddenly became overcast.

"You don't have anyone to join our new project?"

"No, why did you say that suddenly?"

"You don't have this plan either?"

"This—" Golden just raised his voice, suddenly realized something, looked around, and said in a low voice: "The less people know about this kind of thing, the better. If the principal finds out, I can still stay in school." Go down? Don't talk nonsense outside!"

Grindelwald tried to make the last struggle, "Is there such a student in our school, with light blond hair, blue eyes, fair skin, about 1.7 meters six..."

"There are several blue-eyed and white-skinned ones, but I don't pay much attention to their size..." Golden stared at him in surprise.

Grindelwald carefully recalled the school uniform worn by Heimdall, "In the fifth grade, I raised a chirping beast."

"Chacha Beast? Fifth grade? No, at least I don't have such a student in my mind... Where are you going?" Before Golden could finish speaking, Grindelwald ran away.

Gordon looked at his back in a hurry, with a look of bewilderment on his face.

As soon as he left the scope of the school, Grindelwald used Apparition, quickly came to the stone room, waved the wand in his hand quickly, entered the stone room, and when he looked up, he saw the liar sitting in the middle, and the orange light sprinkled on the stone room. On him, he lowered his head slightly, his facial features were hidden in the shadows, and he couldn't see clearly.

Grindelwald stared at him coldly, "I brought you bread."

"Thank you." Heimdall raised his head and looked at him. In addition to the sharp eyes, Grindelwald's wand greeted Heimdall.

Grindelwald didn't approach, he raised his left hand.

"Come and get it."

"Put it on the ground."

"Aren't you hungry?" Grindelwald didn't move.

"I'm afraid you'll be poisoned."

Grindelwald said slowly: "What's the big deal for me to poison my classmates? If I wanted to kill you, I would have done it long ago."

"Maybe there wasn't before, but now I can't say for certain."

"You are self-aware." Grindelwald dropped the bread on the ground. The hard oatmeal bread made a muffled sound when it hit the ground, bounced slightly and rolled into a shadow.

The atmosphere in the stone room suddenly became tense.

"Who are you?" Grindelwald took a few steps closer and stood under the light.

"I am a student of Durmstrang."

"...There is no student like you in the school."

"Of course, because it's the nineteenth century."

Grindelwald immediately thought of the Stele Formation that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make them work for him. The liar in front of him just came out of the room of the Stele Formation.

"You're lying, it's all lies so far!" Realizing that he was deceived, how could the arrogant Grindelwald swallow this breath.

Heimdall shook his head, looking at him with pity.

"You are proud of your talents, and you treat others as ignorant monsters. You obviously live in a collective environment, and you insist on living like a single nobleman. You can't even recognize the faces of your classmates who have been with you for many years. Today, it is any student at school. , will not be deceived by those lies that are full of loopholes. Director Grindelwald, we are each half responsible for this matter."

After all, it was the one who was going to become a big devil in the future. After a frightening change on his face, he stared straight at Heimdall. If eyes could kill, Heimdall would have turned into meat sauce by now.

"Grasp--"

Heimdall was looking at Grindelwald eagerly, who knew that he stopped abruptly with only one sound coming out of his mouth. Seeing that Heimdall couldn't help jumping up, he smiled coldly, raised his hand and waved his wand, A striking orchid light shot straight at Heimdall.

An armor spell stood in front of Heimdall, and the blue light collided with the armor body, causing scattered flames. The blue light group finally broke and burst, canceling the effect of the armor spell.

Grindelwald was a little surprised at the energy of the armor spell Heimdall released. He was stunned for a moment, and the second spell was released one after another. The dazzling brilliance pierced through uninterruptedly until the Infernal Corpse came behind Grindelwald, but was knocked down by Grindelwald, who had been prepared for a long time, and was shattered in a blink of an eye.

Grindelwald doesn't seem to be surprised that the ghost is treacherous. The wizard who can activate the stele array and come here is by no means an ordinary person. At this moment, what annoys him most is that he trusted Heimdall and was successfully fooled by him, thus losing The previous initiative fell into a passive situation.

Heimdall took the opportunity to distance himself from Grindelwald, and several ghost corpses he had awakened surrounded Grindelwald, making it difficult for him to move for a while. Heimdall quickly ran towards the gate.

As Grindelwald's cold voice sounded, a spell pierced through the siege and hit Heimdall hard on the back. He only felt his heart constrict, and a huge pain erupted from his internal organs, wandering around, stirring With all the muscles in his body, he fell to the ground in pain.

It was Cruciatus.

Fortunately, the torture lasted for a limited time, and Grindelwald's hand was held by an Inferi.After the supply of magic stopped, the effect of Cruciatus immediately disappeared, but the torment left in his body was still churning. Heimdall gritted his teeth and stumbled up from the ground.

Grindelwald solved all the treacherous infernal corpses in the short process of his desperate self-healing. Heimdall twisted his face, his eyes were blurred, and his muscles continued to twitch, which made him almost unable to hold his wand. It's a side effect of Cruciatus.

Only then did Heimdall clearly realize the biggest difference between him and Grindelwald. Whether he is proficient in using magic is another matter. What he lacks is the ruthlessness that does not put everyone in the eyes.Among the three Unforgivable Curses, Heimdall has used the Imperius Curse. He dare not touch the other two. They are drugs. Once inhaled, the consequences will be unimaginable. They are also like cold weapons, and there is no turning back.This is a psychological bottom line, and a breakthrough is another realm.

Heimdall always told himself that a judge should not be tainted, but if he was tainted today, he shouldn't have stayed. He gave Grindelwald a chance to clean himself up, and it was his own fault.

With a wry smile, he turned his head and understood that there was no way to get out of here until Grindelwald's blocking was completely broken today.The turbidity dissipated from his eyes, and the side effects of Cruciatus disappeared very slowly, at least he finally saw the situation in front of him clearly.

All the corpses used by him have been destroyed. Those corpses were not strong in combat. He knew that the truly powerful corpses had been awakened by Grindelwald. They crawled out of the drawer continuously, and some went down through the stone ladder. Go, some jumped directly from the high second floor, fell to the ground and paused for a while, but quickly got up as if nothing had happened, and rushed towards Heimdall under the command of Grindelwald.

Grindelwald held up his wand and smiled coldly at him, very calmly, as if he had already regarded Heimdall as a research object about to be "reborn".

"You are the initiator of the Stele Array, the only spokesperson for time, and if you get rid of you, I can become the new spokesperson."

Under the dim light, Heimdall's face was pale and faintly bruised, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. He struggled to breathe heavily, fighting against the final side effects of Cruciatus.

Grindelwald is right, if he dies, the spell will be emptied, and the person who activates the steles again will be the new spokesperson.

Heimdall raised his wand and swung it forcefully. The three approaching Inferi fell to the ground, bound by ropes and unable to move.

Afterwards, the sound of explosions continued, and the large and small stones in front of Heimdall were blasted away one by one by him. The broken stones splashed and bounced back and forth in the stone room, forming a net, trapping the Infernal Corpse's footsteps.Popping sounds sounded one after another, stones drilled into the torso of the corpse, the smaller ones cut their skin and flesh, and the larger ones hit their stomachs, the stench permeated the stone room, and after the deafening roar, the stone room rose. A large cloud of dust, Grindelwald frowned.

The smoke dissipated slowly, and vaguely saw figures in the smoke. With a wave of Grindelwald's wand, the ghouls rushed forward again like wolves and tigers.

The temperature in the room dropped suddenly, Grindelwald breathed in, it was icy cold.The corpses in front of them suddenly changed. They ran back in fear, but were blocked by something, or fell to the ground, or collided with other corpses, making a mess, and then quickly froze and became There are sculptures with blurred facial features and strange postures.

A light of rolling white smoke split the smoke and rushed towards the direction where Grindelwald was standing. Grindelwald was caught off guard and hurriedly raised his hand and waved his wand. The white light exploded on him with a bang, and with a series of earth-shattering splashes, The white light filled the stone room, the stone walls on the ground, and even the stone stairs were covered with a layer of silver frost. The corpses gradually became silent, and the room became silent.

The next second, there was a huge cracking sound from the entrance, and a gust of cold wind blew into the room, engulfed by thick white smoke.

The little robber rushed out of the pool at the same moment as the explosion sounded, and saw Heimdall staggering out of it on the way, and screamed in surprise.

As soon as Heimdall left the stone room, he hurriedly transformed into shape, as if being chased by something, caught the little robber, and flew anxiously towards the place where the stele array was.

What made him heave a sigh of relief was that until he hugged the little robber and disappeared among the stone monuments of the nineteenth century, the situation that the unkillable monsters he was afraid to see in horror movies always rose up at the last second did not happen.

As things changed again and again, Heimdall felt silent. He thought, no matter what, even if a Tyrannosaurus rex appeared outside the stele formation, he would have nothing to fear.

Therefore, when Victor's face appeared in the moment frozen in time, Chief Sturlusson burst into tears after being stunned for a moment, and dropped the little robber with a groan—the little robber who suddenly fell freely let out a miserable sound. Yelling—rushing into the master's arms and hugging him tightly.

Chief Sturluson buried his face in the master's front and rubbed it, leaving behind a large pool of stains that were hundreds of thousands of years old.

It's too scary to cross the god horse!