Chapter 332: In-depth

The goblin surveyed Felix with a very uncomfortable look. "Clammy Vera has said many nice things about you. Mr. Felix Hap." He bowed slightly, "It is an honour to work with you, I am Gonuk." He said, snapping his fingers so hard that his thin nails lit up, and then the goblin's body became a blur.

Then he turned away and headed towards the three people at the camp - Faisal, Rahman, and Clammy - who are examining their equipment and deciding what to bring in. This included curse detectors, dark magic detectors, and various protective gear.

Hermione muttered in a small voice as the goblin named Gonuk completely ignored her, knowing that he didn't have to look up much to see her.

Felix said softly: "The goblins from the Gringotts are quite friendly compared to the rest, if you meet a strange goblin in the wild, you have to stay alert because there is no way to be sure if they are safe enough."

Hermione turned her head and whispered, "Goblin subversive groups?" Since the signing of the agreement, goblins and wizards have remained at peace in general, but there is still a small group of goblins, who harbour a deep hatred for wizards and try to subvert their dominance.

Especially in their own base, this attitude is undisguised. Many wizard jokes are made up and circulated in goblin taverns. The reverse is also true.

Clammy trotted over, "These are special dragon hide gloves that have some defense against curses."

"Professor, can I use magic?" Hermione thought of a key question.

"Of course, you can, the British Ministry of Magic can not control you here." Felix said, "You can give it a go right now as a warm-up."

Hermione froze, then she took out her wand and recited the spell for the shield charm, and an invisible barrier stood in front of her.

"Very well, that's it."

They then entered the pyramid, following a twisted and narrow crack in the middle of the stonewall, the crowd grasped their wands and half-crouched their bodies as much as possible, or they might bump into the granite stones above their heads if they stood up slightly straighter. They walked forward with their heads bent silently, and the sound of their breathing is amplified because of silence.

After walking for some time with the light from the tip of the wand, the road split in two at a junction.

"To the right is the Pharaoh's tomb, and to the left is the dark chamber we found." Clammy stated.

They walked toward the left, encountering two or three stone steps down every dozen or so feet away, the terrain shortening along the way, and before they knew it, they had been walking for half an hour, deeper and deeper underground.

Finally, the clear path ahead, there are two paths connected to this square room.

One path was where they had come from, and on the other side - directly in front of the group - there is a dark hole, where the light is even dimmer than the surrounding area, so dark and quiet that it looked like someone had poured pitch-black ink on it and played a nasty joke on them.

"That's the passage we encountered earlier, the black stuff is actually a static black mist, but if you stimulate it-" Clammy said, as she fired a golden ray of light inside.

"Oh, my God." Hermione whispered as the large mass of black mist began to churn, and a loud crackling sound came from inside.

Felix took an eagle-shaped magic lamp out of his ring, and the bronze eagle flapped its wings gently, opening its mouth and spitting out a ball of light that illuminated the room.

"Is this the magic lamp you mentioned?" Clammy asked Hermione who was next to her quietly, Hermione nodded while observing the surrounding scenery. The four sides of the rooms were fused into stone pillars, with no extra decoration on the pillars and continuous grooves carved from top to bottom on the surface of the exposed parts.

Felix stood in front of the passage, motionless, concentrating on the end as if his eyes penetrated the black fog, and he is watching an interesting TV program.

The goblin Gonuk stood by his side, carefully poking his nails into the black mist, and after a few seconds, took them out, bringing out a trace of black mist from his fingertips. "Can confuse the position, has a slight corrosive, no problem for a short time, but for a long time just breathing is a big problem."

"We can use the Bubble-Head Charm." Clammy suggested.

"I wouldn't use it." The goblin muttered as he pulled out a silver mask, placed it over his head, and poked his head into the black mist, "Ha, solved."

"Mr. Gonuk ... that's the silverware you made?"

"Of course, little girl." Gonuk said proudly, "It's not just silverware, our people have an overwhelming talent for identifying various materials, which is as easy as breathing for us." Sᴇaʀch* Thᴇ ɴøvᴇl_Firᴇ.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

"Even newborn children instinctively discern impure metals, and we prepare rituals for newborns, offering gold and silver of varying purity for them to choose from, and the most gifted goblins will be nurtured from an early age."

" Talent ..." Felix's eyes flickered, and he returned to his senses, his heart twitching a little when he heard the goblin Gonuk's words. Wizard children also have all kinds of magical gifts, such as parseltongue, such as Metamorphmagus, but there are other gifts that are not obvious, and some people will not even be aware of this in their lifetime.

For example, some people are born with an affinity for animals and can easily gain their trust. Felix feels that such people are well suited to learn Uagadou's self-morphing, which is a human transfiguration technique distinct from Animagus, which is capable of turning you into elephants and cheetahs at will, the master of the art among them can transform into many animals.

Felix believed that he would be able to see this kind of magic at the new school year's tournament of champions.

It also occurred to him that wizards' talent is not limited to this, some wizards are more adept at a certain type of magic, for example, Harry is particularly talented in dueling magic, exceeding his peers by a large margin, and many ancient wizards also showed this trait.

In ancient times, ancient wizards would tend to pick apprentices who possessed similar talents to their own, and those who were more different from themselves would not be valued, even if their talents were good.

Felix drew his wand and stabbed it forward. The wand made a "swoosh" sound and cut through the air, followed by a spell that flew into the black fog, which gradually dispersed after a while.

"What did you do?" Goblin Gonuk asked in amazement.

"Any magic will leave traces, I just found the key node used when arranging the black fog." Felix said briefly, the black fog dissipated, everything in the corridor became clear, with the light of the magic lamp in the room, you can see a black stone slab hanging on the walls on both sides of the passage.

Hermione carefully came over and stood at the entrance, looking in amazement at the closest slab, the pattern on it looked very familiar to her, "Ancient magic? The magic sequence!"

"Yes," Felix responded softly. "Don't go in." He suddenly said sternly, this is not to Hermione, Hermione looked to the side, the goblin Gonuk already walked ahead.

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