Chapter 274 Bewitched
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Yi Yang Shi Ming Yue
Great Hangleton is located about two kilometers away from Little Hangleton. The residents here may not know that there used to be an extremely prominent wizard family living here.
The Gaunt family was descended from Slytherin, and both other wizards and themselves believed that they had the most noble blood flowing through them.
They spent money like water, lavished extravagance, and thought of showing the superiority of the descendants of Slytherin at all times.
The world is impermanent, how prominent they were once, how desolate they are now.
All that remains of the house is a dilapidated log cabin in Greater Hangleton. The family members are basically dead, and the only seedling has lost his nose.
However, Voldemort did not disgrace the glory of Slytherin, and the powerful magic he arranged here is enough to demonstrate his superb magical attainments.
Dumbledore stood silently, his magic steadily breaking the magic left by Voldemort.
Eli on the side didn't dare to make a move, he didn't have the ability to silence magic like Dumbledore.
As the magic fluctuation gradually calmed down, the cracking of the magic was basically completed.
Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief: "It is undeniable that Tom's accomplishments in this area are indeed commendable."
Eli glanced at him surreptitiously, and kept slandering that it was you, an excellent student, who made the wizarding world uneasy in the first place.
Dumbledore didn't notice Eli's white eyes, and slowly walked into the dilapidated house with his wand in his hand.
Voldemort's magic only prevented someone from breaking in, but it failed to prevent dust.
When the two entered the ruins, a pungent musty smell hit their faces.
There was a nail hole in the mottled door panel, and there was a dull grime around the hole.
"Morfin Gunter and the others are keen on nailing dead snakes to their door. Morfin is a Parseltongue, but he doesn't cherish those snakes."
Nail the dead snake to the door, just because he was afraid that others would not know the relationship between his family and Slytherin.
Years of inbreeding had screwed their brains.
The things in the ruins are very messy. If you look carefully, you can still see a few medieval-style objects, but they have been completely scrapped, and they are not qualified to be antiques at all.
It seems that the decline of the Gaunt family has reached the point where they have to sell their ancestral property to live.
It's hard to imagine how difficult it would be for a family like theirs, which regards bloodline and inheritance as the most precious thing, to sell their ancestors' inheritance.
The house is not big, and the actual completion time is not too long, there are no traces of nobility here.
But it is also convenient for the two to find.
A small wooden box that was not inconspicuous, it shouldn't attract attention, but Dumbledore and Eli couldn't ignore the curse aura emanating from it.
Eli has already become vigilant, but there is a curse on it that Dumbledore can't resolve, and if you encounter it, you will die.
Moreover, he had to always be on guard against Dumbledore losing his mind, lest he couldn't help touching the resurrection stone after discovering it.
Dumbledore winked at Eli, telling him to back away.
Then I saw Dumbledore tap the slender wand lightly, and a large amount of black venom erupted from it instantly.
Fortunately, they were prepared, and Dumbledore summoned a silver shield in time. The venom stained the shield, and white smoke began to sizzle.
Dumbledore glanced at it with a serious expression.
To make this legendary white wizard show such a look, one can imagine how terrifying this magic is.
"It seems that I may have underestimated Tom." Dumbledore murmured, and tapped his wand again.
Perhaps Voldemort didn't make too much fuss about the box. This time, the box was opened smoothly.
An ugly big gold ring lay inside, and there was a black gemstone engraved with some patterns on it.
When the ring was exposed, Eli was attracted by the black gemstone.
It exudes very subtle fluctuations, but Eli, who has studied the "Jewish Book of Abraham", can clearly feel that this is an extremely powerful alchemical product.
Eli has become vigilant, because he found that Dumbledore was looking at the ring in a daze.
"Professor, professor?" Eli tried to call a few times.
Dumbledore didn't answer right away, rubbed the wooden box with his thumb, and then his low voice sounded: "Eli, you know the Deathly Hallows, right?"
Eli didn't know what Dumbledore was going to say, but he answered "yes" anyway, and was always ready to stop Dumbledore.
Dumbledore nodded: "Many people spend their lives looking for the Deathly Hallows, some want to see the elegance of alchemy, and more want to gain the authority of the God of Death. Who would have thought that the resurrection of one of the Deathly Hallows Is Shi just lying here quietly?"
Dumbledore turned his back to Eli, and he could hear him laugh lightly: "Is the resurrection stone, which is said to be able to resurrect the dead, worthy of its name?"
Eli's hairs stood on end immediately, and he hurriedly said: "Of course it's not true. You should be very clear that this is just a somewhat magical alchemy product. How can it have the ability to usurp the authority of the God of Death?"
Dumbledore was silent, and Eli tightened his wand tightly. The house was eerily quiet, except for the black gemstone emitting a strange light.
"I really want to see her again."
Dumbledore said suddenly, Eli frowned, and without waiting for Dumbledore to make any movement, he picked out the ring far away with a wave of his wand.
Suddenly, a palpitating curse erupted, and the surrounding floor was directly blackened visible to the naked eye, and then began to be corroded.
The ring sank slowly, the wooden floor was completely penetrated, and even the soil layer below began to harden, and then turned into loose flying sand, without any life.
Looking at the horrific scene, Eli felt a chill in his heart, and Dumbledore also looked at the ring in a daze.
He seemed to wake up like a dream, his whole body trembled suddenly, and the tyrannical magic power swept away
Dumbledore turned his head, and Eli could clearly see his frightened expression.
The tyrannical magic power guarded the ruins tightly, and the inexplicable horror made Dumbledore launch the strongest defense.
"Professor, are you okay?" Eli tried to ask, he didn't know Dumbledore's state at this time, whether he had awakened or was confused.
Dumbledore widened his eyes and looked at Eli: "Thanks to you just now..."
Eli breathed a sigh of relief, at least Dumbledore woke up.
Dumbledore looked at the ring that had sunk into the soil, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"I just took it lightly, and I was almost controlled by that existence." Dumbledore looked at Eli, "If you didn't remind me, I'm afraid..."
The Gaunt family was descended from Slytherin, and both other wizards and themselves believed that they had the most noble blood flowing through them.
They spent money like water, lavished extravagance, and thought of showing the superiority of the descendants of Slytherin at all times.
The world is impermanent, how prominent they were once, how desolate they are now.
All that remains of the house is a dilapidated log cabin in Greater Hangleton. The family members are basically dead, and the only seedling has lost his nose.
However, Voldemort did not disgrace the glory of Slytherin, and the powerful magic he arranged here is enough to demonstrate his superb magical attainments.
Dumbledore stood silently, his magic steadily breaking the magic left by Voldemort.
Eli on the side didn't dare to make a move, he didn't have the ability to silence magic like Dumbledore.
As the magic fluctuation gradually calmed down, the cracking of the magic was basically completed.
Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief: "It is undeniable that Tom's accomplishments in this area are indeed commendable."
Eli glanced at him surreptitiously, and kept slandering that it was you, an excellent student, who made the wizarding world uneasy in the first place.
Dumbledore didn't notice Eli's white eyes, and slowly walked into the dilapidated house with his wand in his hand.
Voldemort's magic only prevented someone from breaking in, but it failed to prevent dust.
When the two entered the ruins, a pungent musty smell hit their faces.
There was a nail hole in the mottled door panel, and there was a dull grime around the hole.
"Morfin Gunter and the others are keen on nailing dead snakes to their door. Morfin is a Parseltongue, but he doesn't cherish those snakes."
Nail the dead snake to the door, just because he was afraid that others would not know the relationship between his family and Slytherin.
Years of inbreeding had screwed their brains.
The things in the ruins are very messy. If you look carefully, you can still see a few medieval-style objects, but they have been completely scrapped, and they are not qualified to be antiques at all.
It seems that the decline of the Gaunt family has reached the point where they have to sell their ancestral property to live.
It's hard to imagine how difficult it would be for a family like theirs, which regards bloodline and inheritance as the most precious thing, to sell their ancestors' inheritance.
The house is not big, and the actual completion time is not too long, there are no traces of nobility here.
But it is also convenient for the two to find.
A small wooden box that was not inconspicuous, it shouldn't attract attention, but Dumbledore and Eli couldn't ignore the curse aura emanating from it.
Eli has already become vigilant, but there is a curse on it that Dumbledore can't resolve, and if you encounter it, you will die.
Moreover, he had to always be on guard against Dumbledore losing his mind, lest he couldn't help touching the resurrection stone after discovering it.
Dumbledore winked at Eli, telling him to back away.
Then I saw Dumbledore tap the slender wand lightly, and a large amount of black venom erupted from it instantly.
Fortunately, they were prepared, and Dumbledore summoned a silver shield in time. The venom stained the shield, and white smoke began to sizzle.
Dumbledore glanced at it with a serious expression.
To make this legendary white wizard show such a look, one can imagine how terrifying this magic is.
"It seems that I may have underestimated Tom." Dumbledore murmured, and tapped his wand again.
Perhaps Voldemort didn't make too much fuss about the box. This time, the box was opened smoothly.
An ugly big gold ring lay inside, and there was a black gemstone engraved with some patterns on it.
When the ring was exposed, Eli was attracted by the black gemstone.
It exudes very subtle fluctuations, but Eli, who has studied the "Jewish Book of Abraham", can clearly feel that this is an extremely powerful alchemical product.
Eli has become vigilant, because he found that Dumbledore was looking at the ring in a daze.
"Professor, professor?" Eli tried to call a few times.
Dumbledore didn't answer right away, rubbed the wooden box with his thumb, and then his low voice sounded: "Eli, you know the Deathly Hallows, right?"
Eli didn't know what Dumbledore was going to say, but he answered "yes" anyway, and was always ready to stop Dumbledore.
Dumbledore nodded: "Many people spend their lives looking for the Deathly Hallows, some want to see the elegance of alchemy, and more want to gain the authority of the God of Death. Who would have thought that the resurrection of one of the Deathly Hallows Is Shi just lying here quietly?"
Dumbledore turned his back to Eli, and he could hear him laugh lightly: "Is the resurrection stone, which is said to be able to resurrect the dead, worthy of its name?"
Eli's hairs stood on end immediately, and he hurriedly said: "Of course it's not true. You should be very clear that this is just a somewhat magical alchemy product. How can it have the ability to usurp the authority of the God of Death?"
Dumbledore was silent, and Eli tightened his wand tightly. The house was eerily quiet, except for the black gemstone emitting a strange light.
"I really want to see her again."
Dumbledore said suddenly, Eli frowned, and without waiting for Dumbledore to make any movement, he picked out the ring far away with a wave of his wand.
Suddenly, a palpitating curse erupted, and the surrounding floor was directly blackened visible to the naked eye, and then began to be corroded.
The ring sank slowly, the wooden floor was completely penetrated, and even the soil layer below began to harden, and then turned into loose flying sand, without any life.
Looking at the horrific scene, Eli felt a chill in his heart, and Dumbledore also looked at the ring in a daze.
He seemed to wake up like a dream, his whole body trembled suddenly, and the tyrannical magic power swept away
Dumbledore turned his head, and Eli could clearly see his frightened expression.
The tyrannical magic power guarded the ruins tightly, and the inexplicable horror made Dumbledore launch the strongest defense.
"Professor, are you okay?" Eli tried to ask, he didn't know Dumbledore's state at this time, whether he had awakened or was confused.
Dumbledore widened his eyes and looked at Eli: "Thanks to you just now..."
Eli breathed a sigh of relief, at least Dumbledore woke up.
Dumbledore looked at the ring that had sunk into the soil, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"I just took it lightly, and I was almost controlled by that existence." Dumbledore looked at Eli, "If you didn't remind me, I'm afraid..."
