Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Ai Wen stepped back a half step. Before the scorpion pierced his skin, he grabbed it with the other hand and slammed it out and threw it to the ground.

The scorpion regained its silence, as if it had never lived.

Looking at the many feet on the ground, Ai Wen did not dare to care. He gasped for a moment, pulled his wand out, held his wand in one hand, and re-into the cupboard in the other hand, slowly and carefully approaching the locket, ready to guard against possible dangers.

However, this time did not encounter any obstacles, he smoothly held the lock box in his hand.

Just as his left hand touched the locket, Evan’s eyes slammed wide.

He couldn't believe that he had easily got a Voldemort piece of Horcrux. Think about Tom Riddle's diary that he met last year. Compared with the Slytherin locket, the whole process is easy. It makes Avon feel like she is dreaming.

Except for a nephew with very low attack power, he did not encounter any obstacles.

Ai Wen suspects that the multi-legged scorpion was also the protective magic cast by Kreacher, which is like the style of a domestic elf.

He looked up again and glanced at the entrance hall. Although there were thick walls blocking it, Mrs. Black’s crazy screams still came in from time to time.

It seems that Kreacher will not come back here for a while.

The three Sirius, Harry, and Hermione who disappeared into the dark passages did not trace. They seemed to go down to deep underground, and even the conversation could not be heard.

Ai Wen took a deep breath and he still has time.

He gently rubbed the dust on the surface of the pendant with his hand and carefully looked at the Horcrux.

Then, he will always take it out in the fangs of his snakes, and in order to avoid accidents, he is ready to destroy it here.

Ivan had been in contact with Tom Riddle’s diary last year. He knew that the Horcrux itself was magical, able to influence the minds of the people around him, and to draw vitality from the people who had touched it, to gradually live and to cast magic. There is no difference between the real Voldemort and the real Voldemort.

In view of this, it is too dangerous for Evan to wear this thing on his body and then accidentally be controlled by it or other conditions.

He didn't know the exact age at which Voldemort made the Horcrux, but one thing is certain. At that time, he was definitely more dangerous than Tom Riddle, who was sixteen years old when he was making a diary. He was more evil inside and more. Black magic.

Ai Wen didn't want to come into contact with Voldemort once again, so destroying this Horcrux immediately is the most sensible choice.

He squinted and carefully looked at the locket in his hand.

Needless to say, the most striking thing on the pendant is the capital letter s, which is inlaid with emeralds in the center, which is marked by Slytherin.

As long as you know a little about the history of magic or the **** wizard's family, you know the true meaning of this letter. Sarah Chassettlin is so famous that in addition to the creation of Hogwarts with the other three founders, he has done a lot of earth-shattering events.

Around the capital letters, it is a very obvious circle.

Further outward, around the circle is a lot of strange lines of yellow, yellow and black, the style is complicated, just like some ancient words, what information is being conveyed.

Ai Wen doesn't know these words. To be more precise, he doesn't even know whether the lines are text or not. Maybe they just happen to be arranged together.

These quirky patterns seem to be full of magic. From time to time, dark golden light flashes over them, gathering from the eight corners of the lock box to the center emerald.

Ivan studied for a while and found nothing but the words.

Then he is not hesitating.

He made up his mind to put the locket on the dusty table in front of him, holding the fangs of the basilisk in his right hand.

In the dark, his posture is very strange.

It seems to feel what Avon is going to do, and there is something in the pendant at the moment, like a cockroach in the cage.

"One or two" Ai Wen breathed heavily, he counted in silence, trying to overcome the growing anxiety of his heart.

"One...two...three...open!"

Ai Wen counted the last number, and the wand gently picked it up. As he moved, the small gold cover of the locket box popped open.

Like a music box, the ominous voice rang, and Avon found himself beginning to inexplicably become weak and drowsy.

Inside the pendant is a glass door with something inside.

He looked carefully, through two small glass windows, he seemed to see that each living eye was moving, black and bright, like Tom Riddle's eyes.

As the music progressed, the two eyes began to change, and they gradually turned red, and the pupil began to become a line, becoming the eyes of Voldemort.

In the music, there is a voice screaming from the Horcrux, which is talking to Ai Wen.

"I saw your heart, it is mine." Voldemort whispered, "I saw your dreams, children, I also saw your fears. What you desire can happen, but you can also fear occur"

"Is it?" Ai Wen whispered, his right hand holding the snake's fangs trembled.

"Yes, I can help you, help you succeed, what you want, strength, power, glory, I can give you, I can"

The temptation of the sound is getting stronger and stronger. Ai Wen’s head is messy. He knows that he can’t wait any longer. Voldemort is trying to control him. He must shoot.

In the Horcrux, Voldemort’s whisper continued.

But Ai Wen took the right hand of the snake fangs and no longer trembled. He gasped a heavy breath, his eyes locked the lock box tightly, and his right hand stabbed from top to bottom.

A bang, the sound of broken glass.

As the sound of the music stopped, the soul of Voldemort saved in the Horcrux sent a shrill scream, as if to penetrate the human soul, his red eyes disappeared, the colored silk of the locket box The lining is light and smoked.

Alvin’s body was shaking, and he knew he was successful.

He gasped heavily, his face pale, his legs trembled, and he forced the table in front of him so that he would not fall.

He lowered his head and picked up the broken Horcrux.

The two small glass windows in the locket were pierced, and there was nothing in the air, and there was no trace of the soul of Voldemort, as if he had never existed here.

Like the glass window, the silk lining at the bottom of the pendant was also pierced by Ai Wen, but the whole was not damaged.

“Hey!” Ai Wen suddenly noticed that the bottom of the pendant seemed to be the same as the outer cover. There were a lot of strange and complicated lines inside the silk lining.

He hurriedly tore all the silk, and Avon was surprised to find that the inside of the pendant was exactly the same as the yellow, black and sly.

He can be sure that these are definitely not the lines that gold originally brought, but that they are engraved by the day after tomorrow, just like a magical array.

Slytherin’s locket is not just a Horcrux. (To be continued.)