Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

The light distorted and became illusory, then re-converged into reality.

When Evan’s feet landed on solid ground again, he had returned to the Ruins of Amun Ra a month ago.

The bright light of the torches dispelled the surrounding darkness, and the platform was full of people.

He blinked, a bit dazed, the lively scene in front of him formed a sharp contrast with the ruins he had just seen.

Evan stood alone in a corner of the platform, holding his wand, looking quite silly, but no one noticed his sudden appearance.

There was a bustling noise on the platform; adventurers and Alchemists were all talking excitedly.

“Have you heard the news? Is it true?”

“Hard to say. Thousands of Alchemists have been researching for a month with no results. Can that Italian witch be that powerful?”

“There’s no harm in going and taking a look. I was planning to give up and return home. But if they can really crack the mechanism on the Obelisks, we can follow them in. I heard that the core area of ​​the Ruins of Amun Ra is the treasure vault of Ramses II…”

“What’s so great about these? Someone found in the documents that an even more important treasure is hidden within the Ruins of Amun Ra…”

The crowd surged towards the room where the Obelisks were located. Evan listened for a while and quickly understood what they were talking about.

The matter was not complicated. Ravel, the goblin who had argued with Pendulum before, had his excavation team announce three days ago that they had successfully cracked the alchemical mechanism on the Obelisks and would be using it today to open the entrance to the core area of the ruins.

Everybody was ready to go over and watch and see how they would do it.

Of course, many wizards also wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to get a piece of the pie.

“Ravel’s excavation team?” Evan remembered Hélène telling him that it was Dark wizards of Raven’s Claw who cracked that magic.

Could it be that those Dark wizards were hiding within that excavation team?

Were they the wizards from Italy? The witch did say she had already grasped the key to cracking the mechanism.

In any case, there was still time, and he followed the crowd into the secret chamber.

According to the information received from Hélène, the demon was to be summoned today, probably in about ten minutes.

The secret chamber was already crowded with wizards, many of whom were looking eagerly at the three Obelisks in the center.

Once the mechanism was successfully cracked, opening the passage to the core area of the ruins, they were all ready to rush in at the first opportunity.

Seeing the greedy looks on these guys’ faces, Evan curled his lips in disdain.

They probably wouldn’t get any treasure; what was coming was a powerful demon.

He looked around and saw Alchemists from all over the world in the crowd.

He had even attended some of their lectures; these people were all on the list of those who would go missing a month later.

Soon, Evan found Rawya, standing next to the Obelisk of the Moon with Pendulum and the other team members.

“Evan!” Rawya’s eyes lit up, and she immediately saw Evan squeezing through the crowd towards her. She hurriedly went to meet him, “Oh my God, it’s really you. Where have you been for more than a month? I went to the Excavation Area Number Three to look for you, but you were not in the secret chamber and the magic inside was gone, and no one saw you…

“I sent a letter to Hermione, telling her about your disappearance, but strangely, she didn’t respond at all,” Rawya continued. “I was just thinking that after things are settled here, I would ask Pendulum to help gather more people to search for you. He was reluctant at first, but I told him you might have found a new secret passage. He hasn’t been able to compete with Ravel here and is desperate to discover a new area. Oh, and we’ve also taken over the excavation work in Horus’s room!”

“I know. The letter you sent to Hermione was delayed, but it’s fortunate that it was,” said Evan. “Listen, Rawya, here…”

He didn’t finish his sentence, but stared blankly at the magic altar in the center.

On the magic altar in the center of the room stood the goblin Ravel and the Italian witch.

The moment Evan entered the room, the magic had already begun.

The gray-haired witch waved her wand, a spell rune appeared out of thin air, and a crimson light rose from the magic altar.

“They actually succeeded!” Rawya said in disbelief, turning her head to look at the altar glowing red.

It could be seen that a viscous red liquid gushed out from the end of the witch’s wand, continuously pouring onto the altar.

“Huh? What is that liquid she’s pouring into the altar? Why is it merging?”

“It’s blood,” Evan whispered. “She’s summoning it. The demon is coming soon!”

“What?” Rawya didn’t quite understand what Evan was saying.

Suddenly, a strange sound of blood flowing and heartbeats, along with swallowing noises, began to echo through the room.

The wizards raised their heads and looked around aimlessly, trying to figure out where the sound came from.

In the blink of an eye, the three Obelisks also began to change.

“Look at the Obelisk of the Sun!” someone screamed, and their eyes all turned to the Obelisk of the Sun.

On the Obelisk of the Sun, the columnar red crystals glowed brightly.

Under the influence of magic, blood continuously flowed into the Obelisk, and little by little, the Obelisk gradually turned blood red.

The red was eerie, sinister, and made everyone feel very uncomfortable.

Just like a huge container being filled up bit by bit, eventually, the sun symbol on top of the Obelisk turned completely red.

There was a crisp sound, as if something had been unlocked.

Just like a real sun, the sun symbol made of jade began to shine, a blood-red glow that illuminated the entire secret chamber.

The torches were no longer needed; everything inside the chamber had turned red.

Under the blood-colored light, the sense of oppression grew stronger and stronger.

No one was talking, and the discussions gradually died down.

The wizards stared at the bloody sun. The atmosphere was terribly depressing, as if someone had died.

“So eerie,” Rawya murmured. “What kind of magic is this?”

Almost at the same time as the Obelisk of the Sun was completed, the Obelisk of the Moon was also filled with blood.

The next second, the sun and the moon shone together, the eerie blood-red sun and moon reflected each other, and the atmosphere became more and more solemn.

Many wizards felt that something was very wrong. This seemed like black magic?

They began to retreat quietly, and many were preparing to turn and flee, wanting to leave the room as quickly as possible.

But it was too late. The witch standing at the central magic altar suddenly let out a shrill and terrifying laugh.

The sound of heartbeat, which seemed to come from nowhere, grew louder and louder, accompanied by the witch’s ghastly laughter. The bizarre atmosphere reached its peak, leaving a deep impression on everyone present. By this point, any wizard who still had their wits about them knew that something was seriously wrong…

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