Chapter 332: Magic always leaves traces

Wright himself did not have the ability to communicate with animals, and he could not persuade the two goats to quiet down like a shepherd. He had to cast a magic to completely isolate the sounds made by the goats from him and Dumbledore. .

"Silent and silent."

A flash of deep white light flashed by, and the two goats that had been moaning piercingly were completely immersed in their own world and would no longer have any impact on other people.

Wright noticed that although the effects of magic in this cave will not be reduced, their light will be partially absorbed by the completely dense and irreversible darkness around them, making them dimmer than usual. Add some undue psychological pressure to those intruders.

"Let's take a walk first," Dumbledore said softly, "and don't step into the lake."

"I'm very self-aware. I'm not a strong swimmer, and I don't have any superb swimming skills. I won't do something stupid like swimming in the lake." Wright said with a hint.

Dumbledore looked over calmly.

Wright immediately shut his mouth.

The two people and the two sheep began to walk forward along the lake shore. The thick soles and rough sheep hooves stepped on the stone slabs on the shore, making crisp or heavy sounds. When the sound hit the stone wall, it was brought back and penetrated into the ears again. inside.

"Wright, why did you choose to bring two sheep?" Dumbledore suddenly said, "I mean, why two?"

"Because I think the trap set by Voldemort will not be that simple," Wright, who had been paying attention to Dumbledore's actions, immediately replied, "The main reason is because you have just made two mistakes that you should not have made. ”

"Perhaps you have noticed that when we walked in just now, the arch at the entrance was completely closed." After glancing at Dumbledore, Wright continued, "In other words, there is already a goat here. , must die here."

"Sean?"

"Yeah, I just named one of the goats, and the other one is called Page." Wright said, "But it's a pity that Sean is just a goat, not a black-faced sheep, or a Sasquatch." Fokker Sheep.”

"I don't understand what you said at all." Dumbledore shook his head and said.

The two continued to lead the sheep forward for a while, but the surrounding scenery did not seem to have changed at all. On one side was the rough rock cave wall, and on the other side was the black lake shining with mysterious green light.

"Do we still need to move forward? Teacher?" Wright asked, "Or are you testing me? You want to see what I have achieved in the two years since I was separated from your teachings. How much progress?”

Wright really didn't want to continue here anymore. In the original book, the newbie Harry who came in with Dumbledore couldn't see what was sinking under the wide black lake in front of him, but even if he didn't know the original book, When he first came in, the spreading shadows immediately told Wright what was hidden under this big lake.

A type of puppet called the Inferi, made from the corpses of dead humans.

And at the bottom of this lake, there are all corpses.

It has been quietly soaking in it for decades.

It's stomach-churning just thinking about it.

"If you can," Dumbledore suddenly stopped and said to Wright, "why don't you give it a try?"

Wright calmly put the saprophytic wood wand back on his wrist, and took out the rose scepter that was rarely used on weekdays from the mok bag. He admitted that there was still a considerable gap between himself and Voldemort, so he needed some other props for assistance.

"Teacher, you taught me," Wright said, holding a rose scepter and looking at the dark lake. "Any magic will leave its traces. Sometimes this trace is very vague, but sometimes, this trace is But it’s quite obvious.”

Dumbledore, who was standing next to him, had a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

"Due to the shadow energy, I was born with a very keen sense of this kind of trace." Wright said.

He picked up the rose scepter and slowly moved the end with the magic stone in the calm air, as if he wanted to use it to hook something invisible.

"Ding!"

It was like the sound of gold and iron ringing together, crisp and deeply rooted in people's hearts.

There was another sound of gurgling water that came from nowhere.

The originally extremely calm black lake surface suddenly began to ripple in circles, and the lake water near the shore suddenly began to bubble violently, as if something was about to jump out of the lake water.

The two goats shrank back. They raised their eyes to look at the lake and pressed their bodies tightly together, hoping to calm each other's panic.

Wright quickly pulled the rose scepter back, and a green bronze metal chain about the thickness of a child's arm suddenly jumped up from the depths of the lake and flew straight towards the rose scepter in his hand.

In the blink of an eye, Wright conjured a substantial shadow energy stick out of thin air. He tapped the chain with the stick, and the chain slumped to the ground like a soft and flexible snake, coiled into a pile on the stone slab at his feet. , the tinkling sound was heard.

The chain fell to the ground faster and faster, and the clanking sound became more and more dense and compact.

Suddenly, a black mast carved with skulls and small snakes rose from the lake. The dark and dirty lake water did not seem to stick to it at all. What surfaced next was a small boat big enough for two people to sit face to face.

There was a green glimmer all around the boat, and it swam toward the shore of the lake where Wright and Dumbledore were standing. It moved very slowly, barely making any ripples.

"Tuk."

With a soft sound, the boat hit the lake shore.

"Teacher, everything goes well." Wright nodded towards Dumbledore.

"I thought Wright you would fly over with a broom or some other flying prop like you just did!" Dumbledore said with a smile.

"If I hadn't noticed the traps hidden in the sky, maybe I would have made this choice." Wright said in a relaxed tone.

He picked up a piece of gravel with the rose scepter and threw it high into the air.

With a loud bang like an explosion, a big white guy jumped up from the calm lake in the distance and rushed straight towards the stone. There was another crash, and it fell into the lake again with the stone, leaving only a large ripple.

"It's really disgusting, isn't it?" Wright said softly, looking at the ripples on the dark lake. "Death gave Voldemort too much fear, making him mistakenly think that everyone was just like him, extremely afraid of death. . The first level is blood, the second level is corpse, what will be next?”