Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Young wizard with the truth, welcome to our tribe."

In the largest shack in the horse tribe, an elderly horseman kneeled on the ground with four legs on his knees, looking at him half-open.

"truth?"

Maca didn't know whether he was referring to the scroll of truth or to the fact that he touched the rules, but no matter what, he had no reason to mention it.

"Davros, why did you come to me?" He didn't have the time to go around. Since the other party found himself, it obviously had a very direct purpose.

"I'm not here for you, but a guide to destiny." The old horse looked confused and said, "Hundreds of years ago, destiny guided the horse to come to this forest; now, destiny also guides you to come here ... ... when Venus shines, the evil in the blood of the horseman is washed away by the truth. "

"Young wizard, are you willing to wash the curse of sin and settle in the blood for the horsemen?"

Marka was confused, and he couldn't help but say: "Venus refers to Venus, and I know ... what is the curse of evil in the blood of the horses? What does it have to do with me?"

The horsemen's words have always been puzzling. They always follow the so-called "fate" persistently, and they have nothing to say.

"The horse's ancestors made a mistake ..." The old horse closed his eyes, with a trace of sadness in his tone. "The horse people have been cursed from the beginning. Sin always makes us restless, regardless of the horse people. Nothing can escape the scourge of a dispute. "

"You made a mistake?" Marka said. "Your ancestors?"

"When the ancestors were in danger of a strong enemy, the" true sin "deceived the ancestors, and the doom shrouded the entire horse race ... The ancestors defeated the strong enemies but were defeated in their own hands ..." The old horse said here Suddenly, his eyes were widened, and the dazzling eyes flickered brightly. "Now, 'true sin' has once again appeared on earth, and only the spokesperson of truth can bury it again!"

The old horse's voice became louder and louder, and in the end it shuddered like a roar.

"What is 'true sin'?" Maca frowned. He seemed to feel something from the old horse's words, but still couldn't grasp the essentials.

But the old horse shook his head slightly, and his spirit seemed to be a little weaker than at first.

"When the sin of nothingness becomes real,‘ Chaos ’will return to the world…’ he said in a low voice. “When‘ Chaos ’opens‘ disaster ’, matter will be eroded, rules will be reordered, and destiny will fall apart…”

With every word he spoke, the old horse became weaker, and the voice of his voice became less and less, and it was even inaudible in the end.

Maca had to get closer, trying to hear these plausible words.

However, what Maca didn't expect was that the old horse closed his eyes and said nothing.

"Hey, what the **** are you doing!"

Maca reached out and patted the old horse's shoulder, who knew that the old horse opened his eyes again and looked at him calmly.

"You are not dead!"

"Death has never been the end ..." he said, struggling, "Wizards who have the truth, please bury your sins again! The horsemen will be redeemed and the wizards will return to peace ..."

"So, what is 'true sin'?" Maca asked the previous question again, and then he thought about it and added, "What should I do?"

Although the old horses made a lot of sensational words, they didn't say anything clearly.

But the old horse just looked at him quietly, and it took a long time before he said, "Royin Myra, the horse's most reliable ally, is guiding you. Fate will tell you the answer ... The horse just wants to know When you are faced with a choice, are you willing to wash away the curse of sin for the horseman? "

What do you do when a stranger gives you no benefit and wants you to help? Maca felt that she was facing this **** choice now.

The old horse mentioned the name of Royna, and it is also an unknown old name. Obviously, Royna Ravenclaw must have been related to the ancestors of these horses, but it seems difficult to ask what kind of connection it is.

These horsemen, it seems that the word "speak well" has never been in their dictionary.

"Well ... if it didn't affect me, I don't think I would mind helping you." Maca shrugged.

"You will be grateful for generations of horsemen ..." The old horseman closed his eyes slightly, weakly and authentically.

His words just now seem to be a prophecy-like behavior, and it can be seen that it consumes a lot of his physical strength. His condition now looks a bit bad.

But he was still struggling to stand up, blocking the hand of the horseman warrior who was always guarding him, and struggling to remove a long sheathed sword from the wall of the shed.

The long sword was four fingers wide and looked very heavy. The old horse almost fell over with the weight of the sword, but he still tried to drag it to Maca's side.

"Young wizard, please follow me."

He took Maca and walked very slowly to the cave behind the shack, while none of the other horsemen followed.

It seems that this cave should not be allowed to enter by horses other than Davros.

As soon as he walked into the cave, Maca discovered one thing-the entrance part of the cave didn't seem to be formed naturally. Because the space here is so big, under the influence of darkness, you can't see the edge at all.

It didn't take long to walk in the extremely huge dark cave, and the surroundings fell into complete darkness, and Maca had to take out her wand and let out some light.

When the light was shining on the tip of the staff, he noticed that horse bones were everywhere on the ground. He couldn't help but guess that this might be the graveyard of the horse tribe.

At this moment, he felt as if he was walking in an endless wilderness, except for the ground beneath his feet, and he could not see any stone walls around him. This scene makes people feel as if the entire mountain has been hollowed out.

After walking for more than ten minutes, Maca saw something faintly gray in front of her.

"Fluorescence flicker ... maximize!"

With Maca chanting softly, the light on the tip of the staff suddenly became bright, and then he was thrown forward.

According to the preset trajectory, the light mass flew in front of it, and an extremely large object immediately reflected in Maca's eyes.

"This is ... the bones of an ancient dragon?"

The light mass passed parabolically in mid-air, but it could only illuminate half of this behemoth, and the other half was still hidden in the endless darkness, which made people lament the horror of this ancient monster's body shape.

Maca hurried forward, tapped her wand gently, and then shook her head again.

"The magic in the bones is gone, and the magical nature has been completely lost ..."

Even so, however, the bone is still as hard as steel. When the wand struck, there was a crisp "snap" sound.

"Young wizard, please come here ..." the old horse urged softly.

Materials that have lost their magical properties are not very useful to wizards, but Maca decides that if there is a chance in the future, it will be good to move it out as an ornament.

In his dictionary, there is never the word "wasted".

Moving deeper, it was almost half an hour later, and Maca finally saw a strange stone building.

It was a circular stone formation composed of many polished stones. In the middle of the stone formation, a smooth stone monument stood quietly, and there seemed to be some characters carved on it.

Because I stood a little far away, and the dimness of the surrounding space, it was not immediately clear what was engraved on it.

At this point, the old horse did not say anything, so he tried his best to lift the big sword in his hand and inserted it into a stone groove. Suddenly, something seemed to be activated, and the stone array gradually emited a string of blue fluorescence.

With a slight vibration, the inscriptions on the central stele light up, and the blue symbols automatically fly out ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ around the stele, gradually rising to the sky.

"It's another rule-like magic text?" Maca looked at it, but couldn't tell what the magic text was, at least he had never seen it before.

Not long after, those magic texts kept spinning and floating, and among them, a less stable mysterious symbol appeared out of thin air!

This time Maca recognized it at once, it was a real rune of rules, and it also existed in the scroll of truth. It's just a pity that most of the regular runes in the scroll of truth are too obscure, and the meaning of the rune in front of him has not been interpreted so far.

"This is a treasure that has been passed down from generation to generation. It represents destiny and represents change ..." the old horse suddenly said, "Remember this rune, destiny will guide you to make the final choice."

"Destiny and change?" Maca frowned. "How do you interpret this?"

Some things are too esoteric. Even if you know the answer, you may not understand its principle. This is the case with Maca now, he thought about it, and had to keep the old horse's words secretly in his heart for a while, and then ponder it later.

When Maca came out of the cave again, he found that it was too late, and he didn't know if he could catch up with the start of the Halloween party.

As for the old horse, he only said that his time was coming, and he didn't come out with Maca.

The new Daphros was a strong horse. He sent Maca out of the horse tribe, then turned back.

"Young wizard, you will be one of the few wizard friends of the horseman. When you are confused, the horseman will be happy to answer your destiny ..." Before leaving, the new Daphros solemnly promised.

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