Altar of the Heavens of Harry Potter

"Of course!" Philrot smiled. Although he felt that this supreme mage seemed to have known him before, he really couldn't remember clearly. As a library guard, he saw countless people every day, and there were many people with similar looks.

The most important thing is that as long as the teleportation array is repaired, he can reach another world. The magic civilization there has almost reached its peak, and strength and immortality seem to be within reach. That is the goal he has pursued all his life.

Under Canaan's words, Guwitt and Azik also started maintenance work.

"Azik, help me find some diamond-shaped glowing beetles, I need their wings." Guwet said.

"No problem." Azik drove the magic carpet, flew to the trunk inside the giant tree, and picked the glowing beetles attached to it.

Many refraction points of this huge teleportation array are completed by the wings of the glowing beetle. But over time, even the protective magic-enhanced hard shells of the wings became riddled with holes and could no longer be used. Guvert only needs to replace these damaged hard shells.

"Mr. Mage, can we talk?" Dumbledore stepped forward.

Canaan nodded, then snapped his fingers, and a mirrored space like shards of glass appeared in front of him, "It's quiet here, let's talk inside." Then he walked in first.

This move undoubtedly stunned many people. Even Guweit and Azik put down their work and turned their heads to look at the mirror space.

Dumbledore's face was solemn, although the casting of the spell just now was very short, and the spatial fluctuations were also very fast. But he could feel that in order to open this kind of mirror space, I am afraid that he needs to have a very deep knowledge of space.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?" Canaan cut to the chase.

It's just that Dumbledore looked at the surrounding space with some curiosity, and he also saw that Azik was driving a magic carpet and kept looking for glowing beetles.

"The mirror space is a projection of the outside world, so everything that happens outside will be reproduced here. There is an introduction to this magic in Marvel's book, you should read it." Canaan explained.

"I have indeed seen it, but it is not as shocking as seeing it with my own eyes." Dumbledore smiled, then turned his head and said with a serious expression: "Mr. Mage, I want to talk to you about the crisis that our world will encounter in the future. matter."

"I've already said what I need to say. What else do you want to know?" Canaan was a little helpless. He didn't expect Dumbledore to come to him because of this matter. It seems that his acting skills were really good just now. Dumbledore was fooled.

"In the future picture you see, is there Voldemort? Could he be the crisis in the wizarding world you are referring to?" Dumbledore asked slowly.

Canaan looked at this aging and powerful white wizard, Snow-haired Shuanghuan, and probably understood his inner concerns.

He said, "I don't know if Voldemort will become a crisis in the future, but I can tell you some secrets about Voldemort, the secret of his immortality!"

"The secret of immortality! Does it cost anything?" Dumbledore asked hastily.

"It's not necessary, just help me take care of Canaan." Canaan smiled, and then said: "Voldemort once divided his soul into seven pieces and put them into different containers. .”

"Horcrux?", Dumbledore quickly recalled the memory of the Horcrux in his mind, "that kind of evil magic related to the soul?"

"The magic process is indeed evil, but it is also very powerful. As long as there is one Horcrux left in this world, Voldemort will not die." Canaan nodded.

"Do you know what Horcruxes are there?\

,"Dumbledore looked at Canaan with hopeful eyes.

Canaan frowned. He knew that Dumbledore in the movie died young because of Voldemort's curse because he was looking for a Horcrux. He didn't want Dumbledore to have problems because of his early spoilers.

"Mr. Dumbledore, it's not good for you to know too much." Canaan met Dumbledore's eyes, "But I can tell you that there is a Horcrux that may be here, that is, Jolinster The black leather diary in your hand."

"Jolinster?" Dumbledore frowned, he didn't know what deal Jolynster had made with Voldemort. But the relationship between him and Jolinster has just eased, and if there is another dispute because of the diary, it will not be worth the loss.

He didn't want his students to hate him anymore.

"Thank you, Mr. Mage." Dumbledore was silent for a moment, nodded, and then slowly walked out of the mirror space.

Canaan also followed out of the mirrored space. At this time, Ferrot on the magic carpet suddenly raised his hand and said, "Mr. Mage, can we have a chat?"

Canaan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he took a look at Phillot: "Of course!"

After entering the mirror space, Ferrod looked around curiously like Dumbledore.

"Philrot, what do you want to talk to me about?" Canaan asked.

"Sir, you said before that as long as you are a predestined person and pass your test, you can learn the magic of Karma Taj?" Philrot asked.

"You also want to learn the magic of Karma Taj?" Canaan asked.

"Yes, Mr. Mage. But I want to exchange magic with you!"

Canaan became interested and said with a smile, "What magic do you have in exchange?"

Philrott took out his wand, "A spell that is more powerful than the Fragmentation Curse, and my flying magic, you should have seen them all. I want to exchange them for your mirror image space and space door opening!"

"Philrot, you know your magic is not attractive to me." Canaan shook his head. Although he was really interested in the magic that Ferrot said, but it was impossible to even think about learning the two precious magics of Ancient One based on these alone.

Moreover, before he has strong strength, he is not going to pass on these low-level magic, which is too harmful.

"Mr. Mage, one is fine. If you need anything else, we can talk about it again." Philrot said reluctantly.

The two magics that Canaan exhibits appeal to him, perfect for running away and hiding. If he could get it, there wouldn't be much danger in wandering into another magical world.

"There's nothing to talk about, Ferrot, you should go." Canaan sternly refused, "There are people who don't have awe of magic, and they can't pass my test."

"Mr. Mage, don't you think about it more?" Hearing Canaan's answer, Ferrod clenched his wand tightly, his voice a little hurried.