HP Approaches the Magic World

Grindelwald suddenly appeared here so late, and he definitely didn't come to see how Jon was sleeping.

He was not so free, and if he had simply come to see how Jon was sleeping, he wouldn't have brought the strange flame on his hand.

This flame didn't look like an ordinary thing, but rather like a will-o'-the-wisp that appeared in the underworld, which was chilling.

Especially when Grindelwald placed the flame on Jon's forehead and forcibly activated the gloves on Jon's hand, this weird feeling became even more intense.

The only thing that is certain is that Grindelwald has no malicious intentions.

Maybe there's no malicious intent.

…

Can dead things come to life again?

A question suddenly popped up in Jon's mind.

This idea is of course normal, because during this period he has been studying ancient Egyptian mythology, and the core element in this mythology is the resurrection of the dead.

He looked at the decadent scene in front of him that seemed to have been ruined for countless years. The bones of the long-dead wizards and priests were still sitting in their places in the temple. Through their figures, he could vaguely see

The seriousness and dignity of the past belong here.

But now only the dry skin and bones are left.

But at this moment, the dark eye holes on those faces that had been dried for thousands of years seemed to be staring at this sudden young man.

Jon looked at them too.

He didn't know why he suddenly appeared here, but after experiencing many strange things, he gradually stopped feeling strange.

Seriously speaking, these are all small scenes. Compared with the bloody scenes from the war that were seen in Helga's double flashback, the scene in front of him can be regarded as an ordinary memorial after the war.

"Okay, stop looking. Can anyone tell me where this place is?"

No one responded.

Of course, the group of wizards who had died long ago could not answer him. They just maintained their original posture and sat there. The moment Jon opened his mouth to speak, his movements caused a small airflow here.

Those fragile corpses were shattered to pieces when touched by a small flow of air.

Not even a chance to save was left to Jon.

When Jon, the chief culprit, saw this scene, he could only help but smile bitterly: It was rare that he still regarded this place as a land of tigers and wolves, but now it seemed that he was an uninvited guest.

As for whether these "people" who have been shattered into powder will come back to life again, this question already has an answer.

If he could really come back to life, it wouldn't be in his "dream".

That was a miracle that the ancient Egyptian pantheon could not achieve even after the civilization was destroyed, so naturally it would not appear in his dream.

Yes, at this moment, he already knew the origin of this scene.

A magic similar to double regression, and the source of the scene is probably the Mr. Grindelwald who claimed that he had fallen asleep.

Really, this should be considered impossible to guard against.

Although I don’t know how Grindelwald accomplished this, but now that it has appeared, there is no need to consider these issues.

We’ll ask again when we get out. The key now is to seize the time to study the things here.

If the things here can really come back to life, he should really be happy. After all, that means that there is hope for the revival of the ancient Egyptian pantheon, and then the problems he faces will be solved.

The pantheon of gods has been able to return to normalcy, so why does a little wizard like him do anything to commemorate it?

These absurd thoughts ran through his mind, and he shook his head to expel them. What he needed now was to seize the time instead of thinking about these meaningless things.

So, he followed the inexplicable intuition that emerged in his mind and quietly walked towards the depths.

There were desolate scenes everywhere along the way, and the ruins of the weathered walls presented themselves lifelessly in front of Jon, as if they were telling Jon about the past here, but Jon didn't care about it.

A mess everywhere.

In his mind, a certain conjecture gradually became clear. As he continued to deepen, this conjecture gradually turned into reality.

This should be the temple where the hands of Osiris were enshrined.

With the idea of ​​​​finding out, Jon opened the door to the underground.

The dust on the door popped down, raising a cloud of dust in front of him, and then fell to the ground.

He raised his hand cautiously. Although the fluorescent spell used in wandless casting was a little darker, it was still better than nothing at all. This ball of light floated on his fingertips, illuminating the darkness ahead.

There are no stairs, just a rather steep-looking corridor.

Naturally, this couldn't help Jon. He stepped on the invisible stairs in the air and walked down step by step.

Magic exists to facilitate the life of wizards. As long as it is used properly, a spell can be used.

There are rooms on both sides of the corridor, which seem to be for the slaves living in the temple, because there is nothing here except dusty shackles and beds that have long since rotted into dust.

Priests never put shackles on themselves.

He continued walking forward, feeling a strong pressure in the silent darkness until he reached the tomb at the end.

He stood in front of the stone platform and looked up.

The structure here looks like two floors of rooms, and according to the mechanical analysis of the load-bearing structure, it can be clearly seen that it is a very grand building above.

In mythological civilization, such a building would have nothing more than a temple hall.

So above this place is the temple of Osiris, and below is the shrine where part of Osiris' body is stored.

Jon breathed a sigh of relief, but just when he was about to turn around and leave, a vague voice suddenly came from the stone platform behind him?

Before he could react, his hand was already on the stone platform.

It's like being controlled by something inexplicable.

And then, a scene appeared in front of him.

He could see it based on the resonance between the corpse pieces.

In the illusion of nothingness, he saw a river that was already singing clear music.

Someone was playing a piano piece that was very familiar to him, right on the bank of the river in front of him.

It was an illusory figure, slender and beautiful - even if Jon couldn't see her face clearly, he could still tell that it was a beautiful girl, and behind the girl, a bright disk exuded blue light.

The light dyes the river water into a blue hue.

Just like the name of this song, Blue Danube.