Chapter 1189 Nothing
"Gaz, Gaz, Gaz"
The crisp chewing sound echoed from Severus Snape's side all the time.
Compared with a movie with a bad plot on the silver screen, the sound of "gazigazi" is more unbearable for him.
"Are you going to finish this bucket of popcorn by yourself?" he said impatiently.
"Do you want to eat something?" The other party understood it as another meaning, and generously placed the popcorn bucket in front of him.
"No, thanks," he said sarcastically, and adjusted his posture, trying to find a relatively comfortable sitting position in the overly soft chair.
"Are you sitting on the needle?" the other person asked.
"I can understand Quidditch, but what's the point of watching movies?" Snape complained. "The air here is not fresh, and the light is darker than a cellar."
"Because I want to see a movie," Pomona said confidently, "and I don't want to watch it alone."
"And you dragged me here?" Snape threatened grimly.
"Would you like a Coke?" Pomona handed him the Coke.
"No." He looked at the can of carbonated drink with disgust.
"You look more like you grew up in the wizarding world than a real pureblood, Severus, didn't you drink Coke when you were a child?" Pomona asked "Or did you expect Muggles to invent pumpkin juice flavored soda?" ?”
He thought of his gloomy childhood, so he stopped talking and turned his attention to the big screen.
It's a "popcorn movie" about mummies and grave robbers, and now there are exclamations in movie theaters as a scarab gets under the skin of one of the grave robbers.
"It's so funny." He smiled sarcastically.
"It's much better than a mummy grabbing and biting a living person." Pomona said while chewing popcorn, "I need the flesh and blood of a living person~"
"You know it's not true," Snape said.
"It just so happens that we are studying Egypt recently, and it just so happens that the theater is showing it, we can learn about Egypt in a different way, without having to read those dusty old books."
"There are loopholes everywhere." Severus complained. "The pharaoh who was assassinated was Seti I, right? Seti I's mummy has been dug up a long time ago."
"Did you see that? The High Priest, Imerton, hesitated, and it was Anna Sui who did it first." She focused on other things, "Imorton didn't really want to kill Pharaoh, did he?"
"But he has Pharaoh's sword in his hand," said Snape.
"Hold it in your hand without actually waving it."
"You mean to imply that the power of the priest was threatening the Pharaoh?" Snape asked hesitantly.
"I think so, maybe this movie isn't as bad as you think."
He stared at the movie screen.
"Who's locked inside?" said the actor in the movie.
"He is...a person whose name cannot be mentioned." said the heroine.
The hero blows the dust off the coffin, revealing the depression of an eight-pointed star with a scarab inside.
"It looks like a lock," said the actor.
"No matter who is locked inside, it will definitely not come out so easily." The heroine's brother said.
"Oh, I hate bugs," said a man in the back row. "It's so disgusting."
"I can't believe that the Egyptians worshiped this kind of thing." The female audience who watched the movie with him said excitedly, "If that kind of bug got into my body, I would rather shoot my head with a gun than endure the pain." .”
"It's a waste of life," said Snape. "How much longer?"
"It's only halfway through."
So he simply closed his eyes.
"What a nightmare," he grumbled. "Call me when it's over."
Pomona didn't insist that he stay awake to watch the movie with her, so he fell asleep peacefully to the horror movie's sound effects.
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Severus sliced a crocodile sculpture in two with Kamose's dagger.
Even after three thousand years, it is still very sharp, but this crocodile sculpture did not flow black water like the last one, nor did any strange phenomena occur.
"Damn it," he cursed, the fourth crocodile he'd damaged.
There are many and miscellaneous cultural relics in the Egyptian Museum, unlike the Room of Responsiveness, where any room will be prepared. He has to find special sculptures from these miscellaneous collections, which is not much easier than finding a needle in a haystack.
More importantly, they have to leave before the sun rises, and their time is running out.
Snape picked up the crystal ball, perhaps because she had put it in her bag, where it was pitch black and nothing could be heard. He was so upset that he put the crystal ball back into his coat pocket.
He has no magic power before disposing of those crocodile sculptures, even if she has an accident, he will not be able to save her, so the most important thing now is to find the remaining 7 crocodile sculptures.
"I saw an Egyptian priest." Snape recalled what Pomona had said earlier. "I think he looks a lot like Imerton."
"I don't know if it will work," said Snape, "but it doesn't hurt to try."
As he spoke, he took something out of his doppelganger pocket.
A glass bowl, a bottle of grease, and a small bottle of dried gecko are all ingredients for the potion.
"Should have found a live gecko." Snape said to the surroundings. "You can take it as a gecko mummy."
As he spoke, he poured the grease into a glass bowl.
This is lotus seed fat, and then he threw the dried gecko into the fat.
He found a piece of iron, which was left over from the last time he went to Parodo, and put it in the lotus seed oil.
"Asclepius, appear!" he shouted.
Asclepius, another name for Imerton, was the designer of the pyramids in the Third Dynasty and became the patron saint of scribes in the New Kingdom 1,000 years later.
The mummy of Seti I is now in the Louvre.
"A movie is a movie." Severus muttered, planning to put away the bowl of lotus seed oil and dried gecko.
Just then, a snow-white macaw flew in through the wall.
"Come on, I found one!" Conseil's voice came out of the parrot's mouth, and Severus ran after the parrot regardless of other things. It didn't take long for him to arrive at an exhibition hall on the second floor .
This is a crocodile sculpture made of turquoise, which looks like any other sculpture at first glance.
"How do you know it is?" Severus asked.
Conseil pointed to a puddle of wine on the floor.
"It reacted just now, but I sent them back before something got out of it."
Severus didn't know what to say for a moment.
"How did you get it?" Conseil asked mockingly.
"What kind of snake was that snake?" Severus asked.
"A monster in hell, but that's just one of many monsters in hell. Fortunately, we wiped them out while it was still not strong." Gonseil looked at Severus, "No one I have come back from the underworld and told their experiences, I always thought they were just legends."
"What else is dangerous? Like bugs or something?" Severus asked.
"What?"
Severus hesitated.
"I read a book." He said dryly, "There was a priest in it who was tortured by insects."
"There is such a punishment," said Gonseil, "but this kind of punishment does not exist in the world of the living. Only Osiris can order it."
"Is there really such a bug?" Severus asked.
"Why do you ask that?" asked Conseil.
"Have you ever thought that if you use the same method again next time, instead of a snake, you will be able to summon that kind of bug?" Severus said angrily.
"Aren't you worried about yourself?" Conseil sneered. "If you don't finish playing shogi before the sun rises..."
"I know that the consequences will be serious." Severus said calmly, "I just can't imagine the consequences of such bugs appearing in a big city with a population of 10 million."
"You are the boss, so listen to you." Goncey said indifferently, "But I want to remind you, if you destroy this, there are still six waiting."
Severus gripped his dagger tightly and stood beside the crocodile statue.
When he was ready, Gonseil blanked the glass dome, and at that moment, Severus raised his dagger and destroyed the sculpture.
A black liquid like petroleum flowed out from the statue, emitting a pungent stench, which was not there when the sculpture was destroyed just now.
"Let's go." Severus said to Conseil, covering his mouth and nose, and the two quickly left the exhibition hall.
When he came to a place where he could not smell the stench, Severus said, "Do you think it makes sense to split up?"
"At least some suspects can be ruled out. How many sculptures have you destroyed?"
Severus ignored Goncey and returned to the exhibition hall he had searched just now.
"Oh, you're performing a summoning ceremony." Goncey saw the lotus seed oil and dried gecko that Severus had placed on the ground. "Does it work?"
"It's obvious." Severus smiled sarcastically. "Did you see a ghost?"
"Where is Mrs. Smith?" asked Conseil.
"downstairs."
"Then should we go find her?"
"I don't have magic powers," Severus said, "and I can't do much."
"But at least you have the strength of a man." Gonseil patted Severus on the shoulder. "Come on, sir."
After speaking, he trotted away.
"I hate this place." Severus muttered, taking the iron block out of the lotus seed oil, not knowing what to do with the material for a moment.
"What a stupid idea," he muttered, spilling lotus seed oil on the floor, and followed Conseil downstairs.
