Chapter 1151

"I just want to leave here safely." Fan Lin said helplessly, and finally several people decided to open the coffin.

In fact, this is the first time for Fanlin to do something like this. Is this disturbing the purity of the master's house?

"Then you still plan to open the coffin?" Rutherford asked puzzledly.

"You have to know what we are looking for." Fan Lin said helplessly.

In fact, Fan Lin really doesn't want to try unknown things. This requires taking great risks, especially in this kind of glacier in the center of the old world.

Who would build a mausoleum here as if there is something wrong with their brain?

Moreover, this is a coffin made of obsidian. In the final analysis, there is no consistent explanation about the efficacy of obsidian.

But one thing Fanlin can confirm.

Obsidian, also known as dragon crystal, is indeed a material that can be used in alchemy.

In the past, obsidian was used to make weapons, and it had a restraining effect on Inferi-type creatures.

Obviously, this thing is not suitable for use as a coffin. In a sense, it is disrespectful to the deceased.

It's hard to say what's inside the coffin in front of you, which is big enough to hold Hagrid. Inferi?

"Do you really want to... open it..." Hermione asked hesitantly. She took Fan Lin's hand and took two steps back.

Things like mausoleums are really not suitable for girls. Even though they have experienced the tide of Inferi left by Voldemort in the caves by the sea, in fact, it is still a bit difficult for Hermione to accept.

Even though they were all wizards, Dumbledore was there at the time, and it was certain that Dumbledore was absolutely capable of protecting them.

But at the same time, the existence of wizards is completely unimaginable for a girl born in a Muggle family. Although Hogwarts itself has many ghosts, daily communication is just like facing normal people. There is no difference.

But now, after opening the coffin, you may face a rotting corpse, or in other words, something even weirder.

No matter people or wizards, they are always afraid of the unknown.

Are there so many brave and fearless people?

The probability of being short-sighted is quite high.

"Don't worry," Fan Lin said, "It's nothing. Maybe Sir Nicholas will come out when you open it."

Fan Lin patted Hermione's hand. In fact, Fan Lin felt very uneasy, but if both of them were afraid, it would obviously get worse.

"You two, are you ready?" Rutherford asked. Rutherford was not unfamiliar with this kind of thing. Although he usually lived in the castle like a noble, but following tradition, Rutherford's The blood descendants will prepare a decent coffin for Rutherford no matter what.

How long has it been since you last fell asleep?

Thirty years? Fifty years? How about a hundred years?

After all, the environment is really reassuring, of course, as long as you can fall asleep.

After a long time, maybe you will have a wonderful connection with the coffin?

Integrate into one?

This is really a strange hobby, but it is destined to be a feeling that only masters can experience.

Is it... performance art?

"I'll do it." Fan Lin looked at Rutherford who was about to push the coffin lid. Obviously, without the assistance of magic, only the gamekeeper of Hogwarts could use such a large obsidian slab. It should be said that it was Something that only Mr. Hagrid, the professor of Care of Magical Creatures, can do.

I don’t know what happened to him and Madame Maxime…

Well……

Fan Lin took out the wand, and under the urging of the magic stone, the tip of the wand lit up with a brilliant blue light.

Hermione tightened her palms nervously.

It was obvious that Fan Lin was having some difficulty, perhaps because the magic power here was really thin. When all the inscriptions engraved on the wand by Nicoléme for Fan Lin were lit up, the coffin lid still showed no intention of moving.

"What's wrong?" Hermione asked nervously. The girl was worried that something unexpected would happen.

"Obsidian..." Fan Lin paused and said, "It's dispelling my magic power..."

Fan Lin frowned, which in itself was a very strange thing.

In alchemy, obsidian itself is a substance containing high concentration of energy, and Fanlin's communication through magic power was expected to be much easier than it is now.

"Maybe Professor Dumbledore and Mr. Nicolas Flamel didn't open it at all," Hermione said hesitantly.

This is quite possible. With the current situation, it is impossible for Dumbledore to waste his magic power in an area that is obviously not the main tomb. As for Nicolás Flamel...

Nicoléme's body couldn't even suppress the dissipation of magic power, and in this situation where it was difficult to replenish it, it was obvious that Nicoléme would not make any attempt.

And considering the physical conditions of Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel, to be fair, Fanlin wouldn't think that two old men, one even over 600 years old, wasting their time here doing such strenuous work?

"Come and help me." Fan Lin said, "I will continue to output magic power, and then you try to push it away."

"Okay." Rutherford nodded, and then put his hand on the coffin lid.

When Fan Lin felt that his wand began to heat up, finally, the coffin lid slowly moved under the push of the two people.

Hermione was so nervous that she kept staring at the position of the coffin. Not long after, with the combined efforts of Fan Lin and Rutherford, the coffin lid was moved away, and a faint blue halo appeared. Projected through a corner of the gap to the top of the stone chamber.

It was really a stone chamber made entirely of dragon crystal, and Fan Lin felt something was wrong.

"Move a little bit." Fan Lin shook his teeth. This surprised him. A glowing coffin?

Maybe there is phosphorus fire or something inside.

"Like this?" Rutherford exerted force again. Fanlin thought for a moment and controlled the magic power to cover the interface with a thin layer of ice, which made it much easier.

Rutherford pushed hard, and with the sound of the ice breaking, the coffin lid moved a large distance to the side.

"What's in there?" Hermione asked carefully, as if she was afraid of disturbing the sleeping dead.

"I don't know..." Rutherford said, "Come and take a look."

"What is this?" Fan Lin couldn't help blurting out. The moment he opened the coffin, the faint blue halo illuminated the entire stone chamber, as if a huge light source had been turned on.

sparkling with light?

A coffin?

This is obviously not a good match, but it is the fact. Against the light, the faces of the three people are so pale. (To be continued)