A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

"Isn't it safe?"

The goblin Gonuk asked through the mask. He looked at the aisle in front of him, and took another step forward. Intense sparks in the air hit the goblin, and he was knocked away like a tattered kite.

Faisal and Rahman stepped forward to check on Gonuk's condition. Rahman, the middle-aged wizard, said: "It's okay, he was wearing a protective suit and temporarily fainted."

"There are hidden traps?" Clemie asked Felix in surprise, "Isn't the curse originated from the black fog?" She picked up the curse detector and kept scanning, but what looked like an antenna suddenly exploded in her hand , startled her.

"This can also explain the problem, there is indeed a curse." She said with an ugly face.

"Actually, there are many more," Felix said. From his perspective, the empty corridors are covered with dense dots of light. Each dot of light represents a curse. They float like plankton. .

He turned his head and asked Cremy: "This pyramid... Are there any magic items that store magic power in the part you explored before?"

Cremy shook his head, "We found a lot of things that still have magic power, such as golden daggers and scarab amulet, but they are already very weak. Unlike those cursed items in the outside world, innocent blood will maintain the effect of the curse."

After a while, the goblin Gonuk woke up, took off his clothes for the first time, and then wailed, and Hermione realized that he was wearing a silver body armor.

"A hole is broken!" he cried in pain, "I don't know if it can be fixed."

...

Felix walked in front, and everyone was a dozen paces away from him, watching him poking at the air here and there, and one curse after another exploded like fireworks.

The densely packed numbers made the hearts of those who followed them chill.

Felix stopped from time to time and looked at the slates on both sides. He originally thought that with the scale of these slates, there should be at least a dozen ancient magics, but the actual number is less than this. At present, he has only seen three, including complete black lightning magic.

There are many slates written on the self-introduction of the wizard who opened this dark room, including the travel experience. He said that he was a sojourn wizard from Greece. He crossed the Aegean Sea and discovered a source of magic in the upper tomb—a four-cone gemstone while exploring the pyramids. Then he decided to build a dark room for the benefit of future generations.

"The curse in the promenade is progressive, getting stronger and stronger. If you are not sure, don't force it and leave the chance to others." Hermione read out the words on the slate, "So it is!" look.

"Is it because the ancient wizards are too strong and we are too weak?" Cremy said in frustration, it turned out that they couldn't even withstand the weakest test.

"Don't make decisions lightly, maybe these words are just lies," Felix said, moving forward steadily, a guess in his mind becoming clearer.

A fact, were ancient wizards strong? From the perspective of ancient magic, they are indeed powerful, but when it comes to the flexibility of their means, they are far less than they are now.

Most of the ancient wizards did not have similar apparition magic. As for others, such as warning spells, life magic, and auxiliary magic, they were not as perfect as the current system. Those ancient wizards who were famous in history, while constantly magnifying their own advantages. , and also expose the shortcomings.

This is also the reason why Felix deduced from various magical codexes that ancient wizards kept their secrets strictly.

The road ahead was rough and dangerous, and Felix had told them to retreat far away. He put on a cloak tanned with basilisk skin and dragon skin, and moved forward little by little, constantly cleaning up these curses.

These curses are also mixed with all kinds of powerful and strange black magic. I don't know how they were preserved by the dark room owner. They may be stored on a stone or on a granite ceiling.

However, most of the spells in the stone dissipated over time, leaving only a faint light and evil aura. They should stand alone, not linked to the overall defense.

Felix became more and more certain that the owner of the darkroom was a dark wizard, a powerful one. Felix is ​​like entering a museum of black magic, and many black magics circulating in modern times can find corresponding shadows.

Finally he stopped in front of a bronze door with a bronze knocker and no frills.

The goblin Gonuk shouted from a distance, "Can we come over?" He said eagerly, in the eyes of the goblins, everything here is the property of Gringotts. They paid money and manpower to eliminate hidden dangers for the Ministry of Magic of various countries. Compensation is the treasure in the ruins.

The crowd approached, lined up to look at the bronze door, and when they saw Felix sinking into thought, they did not dare to disturb him. His performance along the way had proved his strength and knowledge. The curse, but they didn't find a single one.

After a long time, Felix breathed a sigh of relief.

"Have you had a problem?" Hermione whispered, her voice amplified in the darkroom, as if speaking in her ear.

"I'm a little strange, there doesn't seem to be any danger ahead."

This was something that puzzled him. He glanced around at the others, "You stay away." Maybe his expression was too serious. Everyone took out their wands and carefully moved them to the side. Felix also put the The eagle-shaped magic lamp came over.

After completing all this, he stretched out his hand and knocked on the bronze door knocker. The knocks formed echoes, and everyone's hearts were lifted. After a few seconds, the door suddenly cracked a gap, the dust kept shaking off, accompanied by a harsh "crunch", the opening continued to expand, followed by the sound of something rubbing, Felix stepped back cautiously, two black lines. The shadow smashed down, setting off a high plume of smoke.

"Bang! Bang!"

The people hiding on both sides could see the true face of the shadow. "It's a basilisk!" Hermione screamed, she would never admit it, she had fought a basilisk head-on in her second year.

It's just that the corpses of two snake monsters are in front of them. They have been dead for a long time, and because they have been placed in a closed space for too long, the green snake skin will quickly decay after coming into contact with the outside air, with a thick rotten odor. The taste is coming.

"vomit!"

Several people retched, Felix waved his wand and applied the Bubble Head Charm to them. He wore the Humanoid Iron Armor Charm himself, strode into the room, and his judgment became clearer.

The eagle-shaped magic lamp followed behind, and the light shone into the interior from behind him, bringing this place isolated from the outside world back to the world. In the empty small square, there were more than a dozen basilisks, large and small, none of them. The exceptions were dead, and when Felix stepped over them, the color of the basilisk lost its color along with the ringed uprights around it.

Felix went straight to the very center, where there was a circular altar.

There is a life-size statue on the altar. It is a middle-aged wizard. He has silver-white hair, yellow eyes, and a gentle smile. The wizard holds a four-cone gem in his hand. The dim light shines from the gem. It is the source of magic that Felix has been looking for.

A crack split open from the top of the statue's head, all the way down the center of the eyebrows, almost shattering his entire body in half. From this long crack, black viscous blood seeped out, but it had long since dried up, forming an unsightly stain.

Felix can almost imagine how, over a long period of thousands of years, how it has been worn away, broken down, and cracked by time to become what it is now.

"Sure enough, it's you, despicable Haierbo." Felix said softly, and he seemed to admire and sarcastically said: "So Horcruxes also decay?"

As if in response to his words, Haierbo's statue - or Horcrux, began to lose its luster a little bit, became gray, and Felix blew it lightly, and it fell apart completely.