The Trinity of Harry Potter

Kano now knows that he has truly traveled through time.

So if he wants to return to his own era, what he should do is to finish what he "should" do in history.

But what should I do? I have no idea.

The goddess Hathor couldn't see through the past and the future, and Kano didn't have time to ask.

Kano was alone with a headache, and everyone sacrificed the basilisk's body to the goddess Hathor, singing and dancing happily around the bonfire.

Upshur and Necht came over and sat down next to Kano in a somewhat reserved manner.

"What's wrong? Do you have anything to do with me?" Kano asked funnyly, looking at the two slightly awkward men.

"Lord Canopus, I want to carve a statue for you...a statue." Upsher, the stonemason, smiled, holding a reed dip pen, black ink and a roll of papyrus in his hand.

"Can you please stay still while I draw a design?"

"Of course." Kano agreed happily, "As long as you don't use me as a god to worship me every day after I leave."

Necht was drinking and choked.

"I didn't think so, Lord Necht told me so." Upsher sold him without hesitation.

"I...to be disrespectful, the pharaohs are the incarnations of gods after they succeed to the throne. Even if you are not a god now, it is okay for us to worship you as a god." Necht quickly explained that Nito was not nearby.

, he became a lot more courageous.

"How can I explain it to you?" Kano pinched his chin, "I heard from Upshe that you found the Horcrux in the snake's belly today? How do you feel?"

Necht scratched his head: "It's very special, just like the feeling when I built two new houses for my family."

"That's called a sense of accomplishment." Kano reminded, "It was the god Hathor, the priest Nito, and I, as a human, who defeated the dark wizard with you."

"Don't erase your own merits, and don't attribute any achievements to gods. This achievement belongs to humans and belongs to you."

"In the distant future, gods will leave this world and will no longer be able to exert their divine power. At that time, people will have to rely on their own hands to live." Kano couldn't help but sigh, "They will live a better life.

, fly higher.”

Necht seemed to understand something and nodded heavily.

"Then, as friends... we will tell your story, that's okay."

"Of course, I will always remember you brave people and your achievements." Kano showed a sincere smile.

A strong attraction suddenly came from all over him. Kano was stunned for a moment, then waved goodbye with relief.

The carnival crowd stopped and watched Kano turn into a beam of light and disappear into the sky.

"For our friend, our hero, Canopus!"

Necht raised his glass, and everyone responded in unison.

"To commemorate him, our port city is called 'Canopis'!" Nitocris spoke as a priest, and this matter was confirmed.

Upsher's hand never stopped, and the image of a handsome young man with a wooden sword hanging at his waist and a wand in his hand appeared on the paper.

Kano was stunned and returned to the underwater chamber.

He looked carefully at the stone slab in front of him and found that it was not a divine art at all, but an ancient story.

"Please don't worship me like a god. What I can do, humans can do with their own hands."

He whispered the last paragraph and turned aside.

"That's a good summary, Nitocris."

"Thank you, sir. We have been called this name from generation to generation." The descendant of the priestess in her thirties smiled and nodded.

"By the way, how did the real Conferring Art spread?" Kano suddenly remembered that Slytherin also obtained the Conferring Art back then. If it wasn't on this stone slab, where else could it be?

Nito's face was gloomy: "The art of conferring gods is actually engraved on the back of each priest in the form of a tattoo. Salazar Slytherin killed him in order to explore the specific circumstances of his ancestor's death. Later, the pharaoh's art of conferring gods

The inheritance is completely cut off."

Kano nodded helplessly and walked towards the main hall. He untied the linen wrapped around the statue, and the face underneath was none other than Kano himself.

"We are all descendants of those people back then, and we have never forgotten your teachings." Nito said, "This was carved by the ancestors of Apshe himself, and it has been preserved by magic."

Kano looked at the lifelike statue and smiled: "Upsher's craftsmanship is as good as he said."

"The craftsmen you saved built the city of Canopis around the underground cave. That underground cave was built into the Temple of Serapis."

"Yes, tell me what this temple is about? Didn't you worship me as a god?" Kano asked doubtfully.

"Many things are beyond our control. Your deeds were eventually integrated into the myth of Serapis, and a temple was built. Only we know the true history." Nito said with a wry smile.

"Serapis is originally the fusion god of the Trinity. It includes the three images of Serapis, Hathor and Horus."

"You defeated the basilisk underground and merged with part of the underground god Serapis. You were able to transform into a falcon and merge with the image of the falcon-headed god Horus. With the help of Hathor, the trinity of Serapis

Si was born.”

Kano sighed with emotion, historical development is still independent of human will. It is not easy for the idea of ​​​​self-improvement to still influence such a small tribe after thousands of years.

Kano took out the oak sword and hung it on his waist, and walked out of the temple. The people guarding outside showed excited smiles.

Of course, there were a few people who were about to kneel down when their legs weakened, but Kano held them back.

"I haven't kneeled down for so many years. Isn't this great? Stand firm."

"Okay, sir."

Just when Kano and others were about to leave the underwater temple, a flash of silver light flashed, and several children and old people were brought over by the door key.

"The Ministry of Magic...the Ministry of Magic is here!"

At this time, the village was already in chaos.

Sirius dodged the red lights flying behind the ruins of the wall, and occasionally showed his head to fight back.

"How many are still left?" he asked loudly.

"There are still more than a hundred people! Just hold on a little longer!" A strong man shouted back while holding a wand, "Azir has gone to operate the door key, we have to work harder!"

If it weren't for the anti-Apparition spell set up in the village, it would have been exposed by the Egyptian Ministry of Magic Center.

These people shouted in English to persuade them to surrender, which made Sirius feel very ironic.

"You have violated the International Statute of Secrecy. Stop resisting, accept punishment, and hand over the Muggles to cleanse their memories!"

"We won't kill anyone!"

Except for the Death Curse, you have used all the evil curses you can use. If you are really disarmed, it is not up to you to decide the punishment?

Don’t you know how many Muggles are brainwashed and fooled by the Ministry of Magic every year? Just pretend to be stupid, right?

It was true that Sirius was an Englishman, but when he saw English-speaking Egyptians coming to persecute a large group of old and weak Egyptian women and children who had no fighting ability, he felt a burst of anger welling up in his heart.

Suddenly, someone tapped him on the shoulder from behind.

"I'm back."