Chapter 482

"... is this... A painting?"

When the huge picture frame gradually stood out on the wall, there was infinite hope in the bottom of Harry and Ron's heart. Seriously, they are so thirsty and hungry that they are almost driven crazy.

After the picture was completely clear and formed, they saw what was depicted on the canvas.

At first glance, it's nothing special - wooden door frames, green shade, and the slightly gloomy sky outside the door opening. The door frame is covered with fresh and tender Parthenocissus, which looks like a vibrant scene.

Ron subconsciously reached out and touched it, then gently pushed the edge of the frame, but found that there was no response at all.

"What's the hint?" he said strangely. "Also, how did it appear? I don't remember what mechanism I met just now."

"I think we'll have an answer later," Harry shook his head and pointed to the canvas.

Ron's eyes followed where he pointed - it was a forest in the painting, and it was between the lush trees that a black spot was slowly getting bigger.

No, it's not a black spot, but a figure in the picture is coming to them from far and near.

At first, they couldn't see clearly when they were far away. When the figure came in, they found that it was a beautiful girl with quiet appearance.

The girl was dressed in a simple blue dress with vertical stripes, her hands implicitly folded in front of her abdomen, and a small leather seal notebook was in her hand. A long blond hair with reddish hue curled slightly and hung naturally on her shoulders like waves.

"Excuse me... Are you?" Harry hesitated.

But the girl in the picture just looked at him and Ron softly, as if she didn't mean to talk. The sight was too gentle, but it made the two little boys blush at the same time.

"Uh... I mean, are you here to tell us how to get out of here?" Harry saw that she didn't speak and had to harden his head. "Seriously, we're going to be hungry..."

When the girl in the picture heard it, the corner of her mouth was slightly tickled, as if she had been amused by what he said. She shook her head gently, then turned back without saying a word.

Harry and Ron were in a hurry, but before they could speak again, with a soft "squeak", the picture frame opened from one side like a door leaf.

There are many such rooms in Hogwarts castle, even in their Gryffindor common room. Harry and Ron were not surprised at this, but quickly looked into the door opening gradually revealed behind the frame.

It was a deep and dark passage, about the same size as the picture, and it was easy for adults to walk in it. Harry and Ron looked at each other and walked back and forth into the tunnel.

Walking in this long tunnel, the sound of footsteps kicking in my ears, but there's nothing else. There are neither dangers nor obstacles, which doesn't seem to be another problem left by Maka.

It is worth mentioning that the tunnel seems to be straight ahead. It has been walking for more than ten minutes, but there is no corner. At least, neither Harry nor Ron felt any change.

It is reasonable to say that after walking so long, there is definitely a distance from one end of the castle to the other. Are they really not at Hogwarts?

They kept walking forward, probably because it was dark before and after, and they couldn't even shine the magic wand incantation. Their uneasiness made their pace faster and faster.

But what they don't know is that it was thanks to the blessing of accelerating their steps unconsciously that they skillfully avoided a fatal disaster.

Ron, who was walking behind, didn't realize that for a moment, there was an incomprehensible distortion in everything behind him.

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Yes, the distortion of that moment occurs the moment greenward takes something out.

It's not the first time Maka has seen this thing... No, he hasn't actually seen it in kind, but its appearance is firmly reflected in Maka's mind.

This is a full body silver ground round mirror.

There is no seam between the natural frame and the base, and the smoke like mirror is a gray piece, as if it can't shine anything.

Delicate lines are carved on the frame and base, and familiar and unfamiliar regular runes are arranged thinly on the round frame, glittering with thrilling light.

Maka can be sure that this is the mysterious round mirror he saw in the murals of the tomb of halbo, which is a source of great evil.

"Greenward, what do you want to do! You want to turn Hogwarts into a waste -"

He couldn't finish, because the mirror started at this time!

The circle of runes on the frame suddenly burst into purple and black light. The chaotic and hazy mirror flowed like a vortex, and an obscure mysterious wave spread out in a moment.

This wave, accompanied by a strange twist, included the whole Hogwarts castle, including the large mountains around the castle. Then, even Maka didn't have time to respond. She felt that the space within the fluctuation was suddenly a shock, as if she wanted to drag the whole space into the mirror and shrink it.

With this contraction in less than half a second, Maka immediately widened his eyes - he could see that his soul had been pulled out of the body and torn into the unknown mirror, as if there was an enormous suction pulling his soul.

If he hadn't made great efforts to study soul magic, this alone would have finished him completely.

After Maka cast his magic and forcibly pulled his soul back into his body, he had to breathe out. If you had just reacted more slowly and let the soul leave the body completely, you would never go back.

No wonder the tomb murals depict it as terrible, and even turn an entire ancient city into a dead city. Such mysterious forces only aimed at the soul are too terrible.

Seeing that the fog like mirror was still flowing, Voldemort's soul was still struggling to resist, while greenward's body had collapsed to the ground.

Maka knew that the old guy didn't mean to resist at all. His purpose seemed to be to enter the mirror.

If you want to die, you'll die. It's not good to find a place, but you've come to Hogwarts. With such a stir, the fun was great.

Maka didn't even want to look back. He was afraid he would see the scene like a mural. So far, he still clearly remembers that the twists and turns in the murals are like the soul torrent of a long river, which forcibly turns the whole color giant painting into the main color of black, gray and white.

At this moment, although Marca was infinitely uneasy, he was still not flustered. But he saw that he raised his magic wand, regardless of his own safety, but first gathered a force of ice blue rules and shot at Voldemort.

At present, Voldemort must die, and the fragments of his soul must not be photographed by this strange mirror, otherwise it will probably lead to another terrible disaster.

Voldemort, who is struggling to resist the suction of the soul, can't resist the dazzling force of the rules at all. Just for a moment, his black flame body like a firefly in the wind was immediately swallowed by the blue and white glow.

In a faint and inaudible cry, Voldemort's residual soul was pulled to the mirror by a shapeless force, but I didn't expect Maka's action to be faster than that!

Just a wave of hand, an insignificant empty magic medicine bottle intercepted Voldemort's soul fragment on the way. The ghost, like a virtual shadow, bumped into the bottle. With the flash of light on the bottle, it couldn't wear out from the bottom of the bottle.

But the fatal thing is that the suction from the landing round mirror is too strong, and a large fine crack has appeared on the bottle body, which seems to turn into a mess at any time.

Sooner or later, Marca waved quickly. At the moment when the bottle containing Voldemort's soul fragments flew towards him, he grabbed the bottle in time, strengthened the curse on the bottle and ran towards the gate not far away.

Who knows if this round mirror will cause a second contraction? He must hurry up.

Maka, who has opened the ability of "quickness", is absolutely extraordinary in running speed. Hundreds of feet passed in a flash. He quickly opened the door of Hogwarts and stretched out the door with the bottle containing Voldemort's ghost and the door key for the first time.

With a twist in space, another source of disaster was finally sent away. But almost in the next second, the whole space contracted for the second time, and the momentum was more fierce than the first time!

Maka's soul was shocked out of her body again. Most of her soul had no physical protection and could not resist the violent pulling force. It is not generally difficult to pull back the soul shaken out of the body.

After a while, he managed to reintegrate his soul into his body, but if he did so again, he would have no confidence to resist.

Maka, who finally had the strength to look back, turned and glanced. The soul all over the sky didn't surprise him. While being angry, there was also a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.

He stretched out his staff again, and another force of rules suddenly burst out and rushed towards the mysterious landing round mirror.

In the past, there was an exception to the unfavourable power of the first-class rules. But I saw the ice blue light beam falling on the mirror, which was barely covered with a thin layer of frost and dissipated completely in the twinkling of an eye.