Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

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Under the dim curtain of sand, the radius of [Leomond's Cabin], which has been reduced to 5 meters, seems to be a small boat in the huge waves, rising and falling.

At this time, the entire sandstorm reached the peak of its power. The entire sky and everything on the earth suddenly turned over. The gravel on the ground suddenly rose into the sky, and the hurricane's airflow suddenly became chaotic.

Countless turbulences clashed fiercely in the air, upside down in all directions, chaotic up and down, and the whole world seemed to have turned into a chaotic potato soup.

Clark and the others were nestled in the force field ball formed by [Leomon's Cabin]. Their bodies were dusty and covered with large and small scars, but they were still struggling to support themselves.

But as the outside climate becomes more and more severe, these yellow sand mummies become more and more crazy, as if they are struggling before dying.

At the last moment, Clark and others, who had run out of bullets, even had to carry dog-leg scimitars and wooden sticks and personally go forward to engage in hand-to-hand combat with those damn mummies.

And [Leomond's Cabin] was also shaking violently in the sandstorm comparable to the tenth level wind, as if the doomsday was coming, and a trace of unspeakable fear arose in everyone's heart.

However, at this moment, a dazzling ray of sunlight appeared in the sky, like the divine ax in Pangu's hand, splitting open the boundless chaos.

In the middle of the wildly dancing sandstorm, several huge potholes were suddenly sunken, revealing an abstract skull-like facial features.

This huge face formed by a sandstorm roared into the void in front of it for several breaths, and then suddenly dispersed.

The next moment, more sunlight was like sharp arrows, piercing the sky filled with yellow sand, splitting the giant face, and shining directly on Clark and the others from the east.

As if suddenly, the wind stopped, the sand stopped, the clouds closed, the sun rose, and a new day arrived.

The golden morning light penetrated the clouds and rose from the eastern horizon, reflecting red the large clouds on the horizon and coating the rising sand dunes in the desert with a layer of brilliant glow.

The corrugated yellow sand is also reflected in golden red, and the rich colors form a magnificent and gorgeous picture between the sky and the earth.

When everyone saw this scene, their tense spirits after having just experienced a life-and-death battle couldn't help but relax. Fatty Wang even sat down on the ground in a moment.

Only Hu Jianjun did not forget his mission. He took out the compass and looked at the bright Sirius in the sky.

He was mumbling something in his mouth.

"First on the left, second on the left... over here!"

He suddenly shouted happily and ran towards a sand dune on the right, which had been piled up overnight after the sandstorm last night.

Clark helped Hermione, who was pale due to the overdraft of magic power, and followed Hu Jianjun staggeringly up the sand dune.

As they walked up the dune, they looked around.

On the empty desert plain where the storm had just subsided, a phantom-like ancient ruin appeared in front of everyone little by little with faint ripples.

With the pure sunshine as its back, the ruins are coated with a layer of dazzling gold, which is extremely mysterious and glorious, as if recreating the gorgeous scene thousands of years ago.

Everyone's breathing relaxed at this moment.

Laura's pupils reflected this mysterious city, as if she was sleepwalking, and she murmured the name of this ruins - "Hamna Tower!"

"This is the legendary capital of the dead, Hamna Tower?" the Voodoo wizard said with a complex expression. Although there are detailed records in religious classics, he was also the first to actually come to the scene.

Only Fatty Wang, looking at the splendid ruins, had a thought in his mind: "Is there all gold there? We are rich!"

Among everyone present, perhaps only Clark was still awake, "Quick, I'm afraid this ruin won't last long!"

Hu Jianjun looked at the Hamna Tower in the distance, which turned from blurry to clear, and nodded, "Yes, we have to get in quickly before Sirius's starlight disappears."

However, Fatty Wang raised his head and estimated the distance, and then said: "It's too far. We can't get there at all. We might as well wait until tomorrow morning!"

His judgment was correct. After a night of life-and-death battle, everyone was now exhausted, not to mention that all the camels had disappeared in the sandstorm last night.

In their current state, it was impossible to reach Hamna Tower in a short time with just one pair of legs.

But that's a mortal's view. For those with extraordinary abilities, none of this is a problem.

Clark calmly pulled out a large roll of wool carpet from his magic pocket, and then spread this exquisite handicraft with complicated patterns on the sand.

Fatty Wang and Hu Jianjun looked at his operation in confusion, wondering what he meant, but Hermione and Neville walked to the wool blanket very consciously.

"No time to explain, come up quickly!"

Clark loudly urged Hu Jianjun and others to stand on the wool blanket, and then controlled the magic flying carpet to float while they screamed in panic.

Because it was his first operation, Clark only controlled the flying carpet to fly at a height of half a meter above the ground.

They returned to the camp just now, first covered the remaining supplies with canvas, covered it with a layer of yellow sand, and then left a positioning mark. Then they turned around and accelerated towards Hamna Tower in the distance.

Just like that, when Sirius on the horizon was obscured by the bright sunshine, and the image of the ruins rippled, they hurriedly hurried slowly, and finally rode the flying carpet and plunged into the Hamna Tower.

As if passing through a tough film of water, the illusory ruins in front of you finally turned into a real and tangible existence.

At this moment, the modification brought by the morning light has long disappeared.

Clark controlled the flying carpet and landed on the edge of the City of the Dead. What appeared in front of them was a large-scale ancient ruins.

The tall stone buildings bear mottled traces of the passage of time.

On the broken walls that were half buried by the yellow sand, you can still vaguely see the remains of exquisite patterns in the ancient Egyptian style.

Although some buildings have collapsed, the magnificent sculptures and stone statues all prove that this place was once glorious.

"Fat Master, I can't survive!" As soon as he landed, Fatty Wang collapsed on the ground and didn't want to move.

Clark glanced at everyone's tired looks and could only nod.

"Okay, everyone worked hard last night. Let's rest here all morning. After lunch, we will officially start exploring Hamna Tower."

After receiving Clark's order, Neville and Hermione, who had come to cheer up, didn't care about their own image. They just found a half-remaining rammed earth wall, leaned on it and fell asleep.

Looking at Hermione and Fatty Wang who were sleeping soundly, Hu Jianjun and Laura had no intention of lying down. Instead, they moved closer to Clark.

"Someone has already entered this ruins in advance." As soon as Laura opened her mouth, she gave a bad message.

"Yes," Hu Jianjun nodded in agreement, "On the way here, I saw some man-made traces on the ground. It seems that we are not the only ones eyeing this ruins."

"Of course," Clark didn't seem surprised by the news. "In the world of extraordinary beings, the fluctuations caused by Hamnata's birth are as dazzling as the sun. As long as they are not blind, they will definitely arrive. Come here."

"According to the information we received from the National Museum in Cairo, maybe those Americans found this place before us." Laura reminded.

"It's possible," Clark smiled nonchalantly, "but it's better to come early than to be lucky. I'm afraid this is not an amusement park for people to visit casually. No matter what they do, let's make our own preparations first."

With his comfort, Hu Jianjun and Laura also turned around to lie down and rest. At this time, Clark took out the voodoo wizard's voodoo doll and ordered the immortal him to explore the surroundings.

The objects of his own life and death were controlled by others, and the voodoo wizard could only pinch his nose, control the body of the resurrected corpse, and go deep into the ruins.

After Clark and the others had rested and ate compressed biscuits and canned beef, he crawled back in disgrace.

Yes, he got down on all fours and crawled back like a big humanoid spider.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Clark was using a knife to take out the beef from the can. When he saw him like this, he was frightened.

"What do you know? Compared to the upright walking posture, this state of movement is more concealed."

The voodoo wizard crawled to Clark, then straightened up, "You are right, there is indeed a group of people setting up a camp in the center of the ruins, and they are still doing excavation work at the moment."

"How's their work going?"

Clark bit into the beef at the tip of the knife. The large piece of beef was stewed to perfection. With the thick texture, although it was not very fresh, it was enough to fill their stomachs and replenish their energy.

"It doesn't look like it's going well. After all, they don't have many people."

The voodoo wizard stretched out his sandy hands, scooped out the chickpea stew from the can and put it into his mouth, regardless of whether it was clean or not.

"Hmm... I saw that they lifted out the bodies of two local workers during the excavation. Half of their bodies were melted. They must have triggered a trap in the ruins."

There was a hint of schadenfreude in the voodoo wizard's tone.

"Then what should we do now?" Hermione asked.

After a morning of rest, replenishing her magic power and filling her stomach, her face regained its rosy glow.

"I think the ruins are not small. It's better to excavate them on the spot and avoid conflicts with those people." Fatty Wang put forward his own opinion at this time.

Hu Jianjun nodded, seemingly not rejecting this moderate suggestion.

After Laura heard what he said, she glanced at Clark. The two looked at each other, as if they were communicating silently.

"In this city of the dead, pharaohs from more than a dozen dynasties are buried."

Clark stood up and looked up. The stone buildings around him, especially the tall obelisks, were covered with mysterious hieroglyphs.

The gold-wrapped spire reflects the brilliance of the sun, like golden torches.

“These obelisks are another architectural masterpiece of ancient Egypt and a monument to the ancient Egyptian worship of the sun god Ra.

Before the pyramids were invented, they were ladders that guided the souls of pharaohs back to the divine realm. "

Clark recalled what he had read from an ancient Egyptian magic book and introduced it to them.

The voodoo wizard stepped back slightly and muttered, "I feel like it's emitting a disgusting energy."

Clark and Laura carefully observed the hieroglyphs on the obelisk and said casually:

"Of course, the words above are poems praising the sun god.

The sun shines on the golden spiers of these obelisks, reflecting and amplifying the positive energy associated with the sun's brilliance.

For some creatures with negative energy, this is a fatal holy light, and its effect is roughly equivalent to a person falling into a barrel filled with sulfuric acid.

Of course you, a resurrected voodoo corpse, would feel awkward standing next to it.

If it weren't for the change in the stars that caused the seal here to weaken, I'm afraid you would be burned to ashes as soon as you step into this place. "

Hearing Clark's words, the voodoo wizard couldn't help but tremble, looking at these mysterious and elegant buildings in fear.

The other people didn't care about this. They were all normal living people. The positive energy emitted by these obelisks had no effect on them, and even made them feel warm.

"I saw it when I came in on a flying carpet. There are nine obelisks, large and small. Each obelisk represents an ancient Egyptian pharaoh who was buried underneath.

If we dig down along the obelisk like this, it is not impossible to dig out the Pharaoh's burial objects..."

When Fatty Wang heard Laura's translation next to him, he immediately pulled out his engineering shovel and said eagerly:

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's just get started. Those Americans are poaching theirs and we are poaching ours. It won't affect anyone!"

Clark, however, shook his head and refuted his statement.

“There is also a difference between this obelisk and the obelisk.

Just like when you touch the gold captain and fight backwards, you have to judge the identity of the owner of the tomb based on the structure of the tomb, so as to determine the belongings in the tomb.

Based on the size, height, and age of these obelisks, we can also determine how powerful the pharaoh buried beneath them was during his lifetime and how old he was.

The larger the obelisk, the more prosperous the pharaoh's country was during his lifetime, and the richer his burial objects would naturally be. "

After hearing his explanation, everyone looked up and naturally looked at the huge obelisk in the center of the ruins. Compared with the other ones, it looked like it stood tall like a flock of chickens.