The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

Dumbledore looked in the direction of Azkaban and could see the outline of the prison, but he could no longer sense the magic power and breath of the Auror inside.

"I can't sense it anymore. My magic power seems to have dried up." Moriarty said, he frowned. He tried to use spells like the Shattering Curse, the Iron Armor Curse, and the Killing Curse, but they couldn't.

"Forbidden magic domain?"

Dumbledore's tone was depressed.

In the Middle Ages, wizards developed a magic circle to prevent goblins from using powerful forbidden spells.

Dumbledore had only read about the so-called Forbidden Domain in ancient books.

"It's too early to draw conclusions," Moriarty shook his head and said, "I'm trying to use the magic power of the water element, you see—"

Moriarty held up his finger, and a small water ball spun like a planet above his fingertip.

Dumbledore's eyes were serious. On the surface it looked like a water polo, but he felt the fresh vitality and surging energy.

"Let it go down instead of us."

Moriarty tossed it lightly, and the water polo flew into the tunnel.

Not long after, there was a dull explosion sound from the ground.

A puff of smoke rose from the entrance of the tunnel, accompanied by a foul stench.

Moriarty waved his hand, and a gust of wind swept away the smoke. Moriarty motioned to Dumbledore: "Now we can go down."

Dumbledore nodded, and Moriarty explained his intentions: "The person who made himself a lich will not trust anyone except himself, so he must have set a trap in the lair."

"I even doubt that this is not his lair," Moriarty said in a low tone, "Even, he may appear at any time, and he is not dead."

The lich's difficulty depends on when the phylactery was collected.

Just being a lich is tough enough.

However, the old man is not only a lich. From the meteorite he threw down the skull, it can be seen that the old man has added other things to his lich body.

"Of course I'm not dead!"

A skeletal skeleton popped out of nowhere on the island, just to the left of Moriarty and Dumbledore.

The mouth of the skeleton skeleton cracked in a crooked arc, the two rows of teeth rattled, and an excited voice came out: "Of course I'm not dead! Of course I'm not dead!"

After repeating it several times like a repeater, the skeleton of the skeleton stopped moving. With a click, the skull fell off, and the entire skeleton fell apart completely and fell to the ground.

Moriarty and Dumbledore exchanged glances and walked into the tunnel.

"Crunch, crunch..."

Moriarty and Dumbledore had been walking on such stairs for 20 minutes.

"I feel that there is no end to the stairs." Dumbledore said, looking around.

The underground was pitch black, and Dumbledore and Moriarty, who couldn't use magic, couldn't use the fluorescent spell, but they could feel the air becoming thinner.

"Is there a sense that we've been spinning in circles?"

Moriarty stopped and said solemnly.

"I thought I was old, it was my delusion." Dumbledore said with a smile, "I'm always spinning around in the stairs and can't get out. If I wasn't a wizard, I would definitely think I met a ghost."

Moriarty's heart moved: "Penrose stairs?"

"What did you say?" Dumbledore asked curiously.

"If it's the Penrose Staircase, it's going to be difficult," but Moriarty had a strong smile in his eyes, and said: "The Penrose Staircase cooperates with the means of banning demons, no matter how powerful a wizard is, will be trapped here, too."

A staircase that always goes up or down but never ends is a Penrose ladder.

People have been walking up the steps, but they have been turning around on the same level, which is the terrible thing about Penrose stairs.

If Moriarty and Dumbledore really couldn't mobilize their magic power, they would definitely be trapped here to death.

Moriarty, however, smiled.

"Stars and sparks light up civilization."

He murmured, and a bright red flame emerged from his hand.

The flames rose slowly, and the entire tunnel was instantly ignited!

The blazing flames were like rioting prisoners, and the stairs were vulnerable to them. Moriarty and Dumbledore remained motionless, burning up the stairs, and they could smell the smell of burning corpses.

At the same time, the old man's voice sounded!

"Ah, ah, you are lying!"

"Natural elements cannot be used!"

The voice was manic, and mixed with a trace of unwillingness.

Moriarty smiled contemptuously: "Are you still hiding your head and showing your tail? Extis! How many people have you killed in this way!"

"Extes?"

"Extes?"

"Extes?"

The old man seemed to be lost in thought, repeating the name again and again.

The tone was full of confusion and thought, and Moriarty couldn't help but wonder, isn't the old man really Extis?

Just now Moriarty was deceiving the old man, because after the stairs were burnt out, there were so many bones on the ground.

The stairs are also made of bones!

The old man's voice disappeared, and Moriarty and Dumbledore were used to thinking of him as a psychopath, since he had escaped from a mental hospital anyway.

Dumbledore said with a smile: "Thanks to you this time, it seems that the magic-forbidden domain here cannot block the elemental magic power."

"I still don't think that Extis or the old man just now have the ability to arrange the forbidden magic field."

Moriarty looked further down the tunnel, where there was a clearing.

"Maybe the secret of not being able to use magic power is there."

Dumbledore and Moriarty were about to move forward, and the bones behind them quickly assembled to form a human body.

"brush!"

Lan Yingying's soul fire flickered from the empty eye sockets, and the old man yelled at Moriarty: "Don't move!!!"

Moriarty and Dumbledore turned back together, and the old man yelled like crazy: "Go away! Go away! Don't use your dirty, rotten, rotten meat to step into my precious bookstore! yay yay!"

Shouting and rushing up to fight Moriarty!

"Go to hell!"

Moriarty snorted coldly, swung his staff, and the magic power of the wind element gathered in the air, forming a giant fist.

"Boom!"

The giant fist hit the old man fiercely.

The remaining bones were smashed to pieces, and countless fragments flew out and scattered all over the place.

But the old man's voice kept ringing: "Natural elements again! I hate natural elements! The human body is the source of power! The greatest and most miraculous thing in the world is in the human body!"

"Don't go in, please! Don't go in! Please..."

"You can go in if you want, unless you only bring two heads in! That old man, I allow your left knee to go in, and that boy, I allow your lower body to go in! Only four, no more!"

"Ahhh!"

"I'm furious!"

The old man yelled and begged, but Moriarty and Dumbledore ignored him.

The old head laughed out loud as if thinking of something, "Haha, I can kill you!"

Smiling, he gathered a pair of skeletons again, stared fiercely at Moriarty's back, inserted his hands into his eye sockets, and with a forceful effort, broke off the skull.

"piu!"

The old man repeated his trick and threw the skull on the ground.

"boom!"

There was a sudden shock in the sky outside!

Moriarty turned his head, his eyes were sharp, and he raised his magic wand in anticipation, this time he used the magic power of the fire element.

A huge sword made of flames appeared above the island, like a floating high-rise building.

The flaming giant sword shot out like a rocket, hit the falling meteorite, and chopped it into pieces like chopping melons and vegetables.

"Let's go."

After finishing everything, Moriarty said to Dumbledore.

"The more he blocks it, the more valuable the things inside prove."

Moriarty became more and more curious, what's inside?

The two walked in and were shocked by the scene before them.

More than a hundred corpses were placed on the ground.

There are rotting, whitish repellents crawling around on it.

Some have turned into white bones, with the fire of soul shaking in their eye sockets, as if staring at them jokingly.

There are corpses that are intact but bloodless, with eyes wide open.

There are corpses with incomplete organs, in various poses.

There was blood and bone marrow all over his body, as if someone had sucked out all the fluid in his body and poured it on him again.

have……

"Gulu Gulu..."

Moriarty and Dumbledore felt a rush in their stomachs.

The acidic water in the stomach seemed to be on an elevator, rising from the stomach to the throat.

However!

Behind these corpses, there are four large books.

Each one was so large that it reminded Moriarty of a public bath in a bathhouse.

But the thickness of each book is different.

The thickest book was open, but there was no paper, no pages.

Only one skull.

In other words, each skull is a page of a book!

Various heads, normal-sized human heads, beast-sized beast heads, and fist-sized fairy heads.

And...a whale head the size of a cabin.