Chapter 308

When van reen returned to Hogwarts again, it was late, and the moon was just about to climb over the top of the castle.

The hands on the watch don't mean to stay at all.

It's 10:12 p.m., and as Dumbledore said, they'd better get back to Hogwarts Castle five minutes to twelve.

It seems that there is still a period of time before Dumbledore leaves, and he will delay for a while.

Vaseline lowered his head, and he suddenly felt a trace of unreal feeling, as if what had happened just now was a dream, what Eden, what void creation, if not his wand had disappeared

"OK..." Fanlin murmured that, no matter what, he would go down there, because Peter's tracking Mark came from under the well head. If van Lin didn't take care of him, it was very likely that Peter would be trapped there forever and eventually die because of the loss of body function.

However, this method does not feel very suitable for Peter, he should enter Azkaban, Dementors will be very friendly to him.

Magic wand always made him feel very bad, because he had to sigh.

He walked quickly through the black mud and came to the edge of the well. When van Lin looked down, he could see clearly that Peter was curling up at the bottom of the well.

There seemed to be no danger, at least for now, except that Peter was lying there.

Van Lin jumped down from the mouth of the well. He became an Animagus. The cat's body was obviously much more flexible than the ferret. Van Lin gently stepped on the wall of the well, and his body landed on the open space beside Peter.

Peter was curled up, and it seemed that he was not clear here. Although Eden told him that Peter would not wake up for a while, van Lin decided to take Peter with him for the sake of safety.

He took out a potion bottle from his pocket, which Dumbledore had given him and was now in use.

"Reduce!"

Peter's body quickly shrunk to the size of a beetle. Van Lin gently crushed him and threw him into the bottle. It seemed that Peter's leg was broken. In the bottle, his leg bent into a strange appearance.

Vaseline put the bottle containing Peter into his pocket. For a while, Peter could not die. The air made by magic was enough for him to stay in the bottle for several hours.

Vaseline patted his pocket contentedly, and Peter's capture made him feel better. Then there was a part of what Eden called the void creation.

However, after searching for a long time at the bottom of the well, he only found a small hole. God knows why Voldemort would go in, turn into a snake and climb in from here?

However, van Lin still intends to go in and have a look, at least his Animagus form can just pass.

Fanlin was calm, and then he climbed into the only hole at the bottom of the well where he could go.

This feeling is very bad. It is not a passage for walking at all. Maybe it was dug out by the unknown wild animals in the forbidden forest. In short, the passage is very crowded. Even if van Lin turns into a cat, he can't move forward smoothly. He can feel the sharp stone wall rubbing against his body.

Fanlin doubted for several times whether he had gone wrong or there was something wrong with the way he opened it. However, after holding on for a while, his vision became wider.

Finally, without suffering from that kind of sin, Fanlin quickly walked forward two steps, and then the surrounding space became open, as if he had entered an underground cave.

What is different from the imagination is that the underground cave, which should have been dark at this time, is emitting bursts of phosphorous light. If you look carefully, it is the surrounding rock wall, where there are trees of phosphorous grass growing on it. They emit the dim yellow green fluorescence in the dark.

These herbs are very precious things. They are used to make a kind of hallucinogenic potion, and they are very helpful to the spirit. If Professor spatlau is here, he will like this place very much.

The growth environment of phosphorus grass is too harsh. It needs to grow in a closed and humid cave. If conditions permit, Fanlin doesn't mind picking some, but this is obviously not the time.

As the forest continued to go deeper, the faint fluorescence of the phosphorous grass lit up the whole cave. The light became one, just like a firefly on a summer night.

Fanlin did not go far, and soon he came to the end of the passage, where there was a stone gate, as if something had been closed, and there were dense runes all over it.

This is not the seal that Eden said. Vaseline touched the rune on the door with his hand. This should be the entrance of the magic relic, which Voldemort had entered.

Thinking of this, van Lin is more curious about the things inside. He built such a stone gate and looked at the serpentine carving beside it. It is no surprise that this is the masterpiece of Slytherin family. After all, Hogwarts was originally the castle of Slytherin family. Of course, the development around it is reasonable."But who should have built this basement?" Fanlin thought, "maybe Salazar Slytherin..." As a matter of fact, Hogwarts only records saracha's memory. The previous memory should be found in the Slytherin family's genealogy. But it seems that the last Slytherin family is Voldemort, who can't even be considered as a direct lineage. Obviously, Voldemort doesn't know much about Slytherin's family. After all, he was in the family tree when he was a child I grew up in the orphanage of Muggle.

Vaseline shook his head, driving this strange idea out of his mind.

He pushed the door hard, but the door did not open, and then he remembered the Slytherin family tradition. The snake man accent is a unique talent of their family, just like the special blood of other wizard families. It belongs to a kind of inheritance talent.

It's hard for van Lin to imagine how the original Slytherin family integrated their blood into the blood of the snake monster, but the only good thing is that they like me to set some customs riddles in this unique way, such as Sara chaslytherin.

But Flynn doesn't have that weird snake talk, even if Harry talks in his sleep. But he also has his own way.

It has been proved that a magic pattern defense array can't maintain its original efficiency in the long river of time. Maybe it could have stopped the mortals hundreds of years or decades ago, but now

"Bombarda maxima!"

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