Altar of the Heavens of Harry Potter

"Damn it, Dumbledore, this guy is flying towards us with bats, what should we do?" Roris yelled in fear.

"Loreth, calm down, we must rescue him." Dumbledore said firmly, staring at the swarm of bats above. He looked at the panicked Luo Ruisi again, and comforted him, "You stay behind me, and nothing will happen."

Then Dumbledore waved his wand towards the ground, and saw the tiny weeds growing wildly underground, intersecting each other and weaving into a grid. He flicked his wand again, and the tiny weeds turned into finger-thin green vines.

"This transformation technique is really powerful." Canaan sighed in the mirror space. He felt that Dumbledore's transfiguration had reached its peak, and he was worthy of being the former professor of transfiguration.

"Come through the hole, remember to cover your ears!", Dumbledore left a big hole in the grid, and then ordered loudly.

The Death Eater didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly flew to the grid hole left by Dumbledore, and a large group of black king bats followed closely behind him. After the bats chased into the vine net, Dumbledore waved his wand, and the vine net immediately shrank, covering most of the bats in the grid and wrapping them into a ball.

"Great!" Roris exclaimed excitedly. At this time, the Death Eater lying on the ground also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene.

"The flames are burning!" Dumbledore waved his wand decisively without any mercy.

A ball of flame shot out from the tip of the staff and immediately surrounded the grid, burning the bats.

"Squeak -", they made a miserable cry.

"Cover your ears." Dumbledore's voice was loud, covering the screams of the bats for a while.

After the flames burned for a while, the bats outside had been charred, and the air was filled with the smell of meat and burnt leather. At this moment, Dumbledore frowned and waved his wand, summoning water to extinguish the flames.

There are still some bats in the inner layer that haven't died yet. They stand up unsteadily, and then fly to the sky in a hurry to escape from here. This human being is really terrifying!

"Crabbe, it's you." Seeing the remaining bats flying away, Dumbledore turned to look at the surviving Death Eater and asked with a smile.

"I can't hide it from you, Dumbledore."

I saw the Death Eater known as Crabbe, he raised his wand, and tapped his face lightly, and then his appearance changed rapidly, his face became round, his stomach swelled, and finally he became a fat man middle-aged man.

Luo Ruisi opened his mouth, looking at all this in disbelief, he suddenly cursed: "Oh, it's you fat man! You hit me with a wand before, and now my neck is still red!"

Calaboo explained embarrassingly: "I'm very sorry, Loris, I just obey orders, and I don't want to do that." He turned his head to look at Dumbledore again, only to find that Dumbledore was squinting at him , he couldn't help being clever: "Principal Dumbledore, what do you want to do?"

"Cabra, I think you have to explain to me why you are here, and what is your deal with Jolinster?" Dumbledore asked in a deep voice.

"Oh, Mr. Principal, you know I dare not betray the organization, I can't say that." Cabra stepped forward to hold Dumbledore's hand, begging.

"Cabra, you have to know that the fate of the Death Eaters will not be very good. Don't be too loyal to the mysterious man, he will not come back. And if you don't tell me, Azkaban may be your future Sojourn." Dumbledore said expressionlessly.

"Mr. Principal, can you let me go? I am one of the directors of Hogwarts, and I have donated a lot of money to Hogwarts before." Cabra had a bitter face. Although he was terrified of being imprisoned in Azkaban, he shuddered at the thought of what would happen if he betrayed Voldemort. It was something more terrifying than death.

"Cabra, tell me, I will delete your memory afterwards, and they will never find out everything you have said to me. Believe me, I don't want Hogwarts to lack a director.", Dumbledore Looking into Cabra's eyes, the face is very sincere.

Looking into Dumbledore's deep eyes, Cabra had no choice but to nod: "All the plans this time were made by Jolinster. She wrote to us, asking us to send some people to help her and attack Boulogne." The hostel, and the Quidditch competition, we were just helping out, and we didn't really participate in it."

"What did she give you?" Dumbledore kept looking into Cabra's eyes.

"There's nothing, it's all planned by Lucius and her, we don't know about it," Cabra said hastily.

"Lucius?" Dumbledore frowned slightly.

Cabra seemed to remember something again, and suddenly said: "By the way, Lucius later handed a black diary to Jolinster. Apart from these, I don't know anything else."

"Well, thank you, Cabra." Seeing that Cabra didn't hide, Dumbledore nodded, and then patted him on the shoulder.

"Mr. Principal, I think the student dormitories of Hogwarts need to be renovated. After leaving this secret place, I will hand over 1,000 Galleons to you. What do you think?" Cabra said a little Don't worry, he thinks it's better to give Dumbledore some substantial benefits, otherwise what if Dumbledore repents.

"Mr. Cabra, I am very sorry for your attitude, but I hope you will still remember this matter after you go out." Dumbledore, knowing the small calculations in Cabra's mind, smiled slightly.

"Of course, I won't forget it. I'll write this on my hand later." As he spoke, Cabra immediately took out his wand and wrote something on his arm.

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"Da da——" At this moment, the sound of horseshoes galloping suddenly came from a distance.

"What sound?" Loreth looked up.

"I'm afraid our partner is here." Dumbledore laughed while looking at the figure in the distance.

Canaan also turned his head to look, and saw Newt and Kangra riding a horse-shaped magical animal, charging towards here.

This magical animal has long horns on its head, and flesh-colored tentacles under its mouth. The rest of its body is as strong and powerful as a horse, and it runs very fast. It was a horned camel, a miraculous animal with a combative nature.

"Finally found you." Newt looked at Dumbledore and the others, and heaved a sigh of relief on the horned llama's back.

"Mr. Scamander, it's great to meet you." Loreth stepped forward to hold Newt's hand and said excitedly.

"Me too, Mr. Loris, I didn't expect you to escape from that group of people." Newt could only hold his hands.

"Everyone, let's not talk about the old days, and rush to that lake first." Dumbledore suggested.

"Mr. Dumbledore, I think it would take us at least a day to get there if we didn't ride broomsticks, and we don't have that many broomsticks," said Kangra, raising his hand.

"What about the Horned Camel?" Dumbledore asked, looking at Newt.

"This is the only one left. We probably won't be able to sit down." Newt looked at Dumbledore and shook his head, then said with a smile, "However, I still have a Zouwu, maybe it can help us."

"What a great news!"

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