The Trinity of Harry Potter

The leader of the camel team is leading the craftsmen to escape on camels.

The leader, Necht, is almost thirty-five years old, which is considered a long life in this relatively peaceful period. He has three sons and two grandsons at home, and his life is quite happy.

Pharaoh gave him an order to build a new port city and promised generous rewards. He was also willing to serve Pharaoh, so he led these people to temporarily leave their hometown and embark on a journey.

Who knew we would encounter such a scene of gods fighting?

In his opinion, Canopus, who was suspected to be the incarnation of Horus (the falcon-headed god), must be in trouble. The dark guy opposite must be the incarnation of Apib, the god of darkness.

Their battle will definitely affect the entire Lower Egypt. Although he is very grateful to Lord Nitocles and Lord Canopus for notifying them to evacuate, he really doesn't feel that he can survive this devastating battle.

survived the battle.

"Necht! Everyone!"

"Sir, what are your orders?"

Necht responded subconsciously, suddenly realizing that this voice was conveyed directly to everyone's minds by Nitocris.

"We need you to come back! If anyone still has the courage, come back together, we need your help!"

Everyone in the camel caravan stopped and looked at each other.

The stonemason in the team scratched his head, turned the camel around and started running wildly.

"We will die!" someone shouted.

"If you hadn't healed me, I would have died in the mouth of a cobra!" the mason replied firmly, and in the blink of an eye he had already run some distance away.

"Sir, I just want to ask a question." Necht said in his mind.

"you say."

"You really need my help, don't you?"

"right."

Necht followed Upshur without saying a word, and a large part of the team also followed suit without saying a word.

Kano has indeed won the favor of many people with his gentle and simple style during this period. In addition, asking for help from the god in their eyes will only make them feel very honored.

Soon, they returned to Kano and Nito, sweating profusely as they looked at the flames in front of them.

"Take my sword and go in along the passage under my feet. There is a dead big snake inside. Go and break open its belly and see if there is anything inside that can cause the patterns on the sword to glow." Kano

commanded in their minds.

Everyone's hands and feet became weak after hearing this. Upshe boldly took off the oak sword hanging from Kano's waist, but he couldn't move as if there were roots under his feet.

"Haha, do you expect a group of mortals to help you find my Horcrux? You don't even have a clue!"

There was a trace of fear hidden in Haierbo's voice, and Kano, who was suspicious, strengthened his guess.

"I'm afraid we can't do it, we are just mortals..." Necht said tremblingly.

He saw Canopus frown, close his eyes and wait for the divine punishment to come.

But nothing happened, Kano's gentle words came.

"Apshe, Necht, and all of you." Kano looked at everyone's faces seriously, "I swear on my real name that I am not a god in front of you, but just a person more powerful than you.

mortal."

"I want to destroy this guy, and I also want to save you."

"I have done everything I can do. Now as a mortal, can you try to do it again?"

"Try to save yourself."

Necht felt as if he had some ringing in his ears: "Save yourself?"

"Yes, it's like harvesting crops before the Nile floods, or like Upshe trying to squeeze out the poisonous blood after being bitten by a snake. It's essentially the same."

"Even if it's only once, it's okay to take this step." Kano looked at them with encouraging eyes.

"But we don't have the power, and I'm afraid we can't do it." Someone said, "We are willing to come back and die if you ask us to, but we really can't do it."

Kano looked at their faces carefully. There was fear, despair, and a trace of doubt on their faces.

It's not that I doubt Kano, but that I doubt whether I can do it.

"Let's give it a try." Finally, Upshur took a deep breath and raised the oak sword.

"Before I started, I didn't know that I could carve a statue for the pharaoh."

"I don't know that I can still be the team leader." Necht smiled bitterly.

"I...I never thought I could paint such a good mural." A painter also raised his hand.

"Without God's help, we have to rely on ourselves? Is that okay?"

"Okay! It will definitely work!" Kano said happily, "One day, you can reach the same height as the gods on your own."

"That's so disrespectful." Necht muttered, and everyone laughed, even Nito pretended not to hear.

"Let's go!"

A group of people shouted and ran down the passage created by Kano with their eating utensils in hand, as if they were going to do a big project.

Haierbo temporarily lost interest in talking, stared at Kano with both eyes, and sneered from time to time.

"You don't think they'll succeed?"

"You really think highly of a group of mortals. They don't even have the courage to face the corpse of the basilisk."

"Since you are so sure, why didn't you say anything just now?" Kano narrowed his eyes.

"You completely guessed the location of my Horcrux wrongly. I didn't even have time to laugh, hahaha, haha." Haierbo laughed dryly, pretending not to care.

But soon, he stopped laughing.

Necht emerged from the tunnel holding a wooden box, and Upshe carried Kano's sword. A group of craftsmen, covered in blood and smelly, emerged from the passage one by one.

"Found it, this is it! It's in the belly of the basilisk."

Upshur placed the sword on the surface of the box, and the red Arthur's blood pattern shone slightly.

Sure enough, Haierbo, the founder, put the Horcrux in the belly of the big basilisk and carried it. Kano's perception was interfered with, so he didn't find it just now.

"Cut it!" Kano secretly increased the flame output, and Nito's eyes also lit up as he was already on the verge of collapse.

"don't want!"

Upsher swung his sword without hesitation, and the wooden box was split into two.

A long scream came from the box, and Haierbo's main soul also howled. The divine power on his body was disordered, and the golden flames seized the opportunity and burned him up.

A gust of wind blew and it started to rain lightly.

The blood on the craftsmen's bodies was washed away by the rain. Nito lay on the ground without any image, and Cano also put his hands on the ground, unable to stand up.

"We did it, haha, we really did it! Thank you gods for blessing, thank you Lord Priest, thank you Lord Canopus!"

Everyone raised their hands and cheered, and Kano rolled over and lay on the ground, letting the fine raindrops hit his face.

"Thank you." He smiled, "You did it."