Chapter 1,158 Corpse, Nicoléme?

"curse……"

After hearing this word, the three of them almost stopped moving forward. This is not a good thing for wizards. Once it is related to the curse, things often become very troublesome...

For example, due to Voldemort's curse, no one has ever been able to stay as a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for more than one semester, and all kinds of bad things always happen.

Or, most of the witchcraft that comes from Africa is born out of curses, which are often very weird, causing a powerful wizard to die unknowingly, and Voldemort left a mark on the resurrection stone ring. The curse that came down indirectly killed Dumbledore.

It's hard to say what will happen if you walk up there, or...

"Then how should we get there?" Hermione asked. Besides walking, the girl had no other way to get through here.

"Fly?" Fan Lin hesitated, but turning one's own magic into something like this is obviously difficult to do in a place where magic is highly scarce.

And Trevor seemed to be affected. Although he could use Animagus, it seemed to be prohibited by space. After several attempts, Rutherford flew less than Fan Lin's waist, that is, there was no Break through the top of the stone bridge.

The sound of running water continued, which made Fan Lin a little irritated, but after Fan Lin saw the stone edges of the dome, Fan Lin thought of a way.

"Maybe we can crawl over." Fan Lin said, "No, maybe we can walk over."

"Walk across, use the bridge?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, it's the bridge," Fan Lin nodded, "Something will definitely happen on that bridge, either a curse or something like waking up the dead, but we can build a bridge."

"Building a bridge?"

"Like this." Fan Lin took out his magic wand and waved it lightly. As the magic power of the magic stone passed, the remaining magic power around him continued to condense at the place designated by Fan Lin, and an ice bridge appeared in front of the three people.

However, it is not so much an ice bridge as it is just some piled up ice blocks.

"That's it." Fan Lin said, "We can walk by."

"Is this useful?"

"I don't know, but the builders probably didn't expect that latecomers would pass in this way. Who would do such a thing in an environment where magic power is scarce? Not to mention the waste of magic power, it would be difficult to succeed?" Fan Lin said confidently. , "Except the Philosopher's Stone, of course."

"All right."

Seemingly infected by Fan Lin's confidence, Hermione and Rutherford followed Fan Lin and stepped onto the ice bridge that did not look so stable.

"However, this river is very weird... What's the temperature here?" Fan Lin asked. The adjustment of the magic cloak almost made Fan Lin lose his sense of temperature.

"It doesn't affect me at all." Rutherford felt it carefully, "The weather in England."

"Oh, okay, it looks like the water is normal water, but it appears here..." Fan Lin paused, and then used magic power to draw river water to pave the way.

This accelerated the construction process of Fanlin Bridge.

After a while, the first bridge was passed safely.

However, at the center of the second river, Fan Lin vaguely noticed something was wrong.

"Is there something in the river?" Fan Lin was a little unsure, "Beast?"

"No, that seems to be a corpse..." Hermione said, swallowing her saliva. It seemed to be stuck on the stone in the center of the river, and there was only a dark shadow in the water.

Not daring to stay any longer, Fan Lin sped up the process, and soon the three of them were standing on the bank of the second river. The river was dark, and Fan Lin could only hold on to his own ice bridge to judge what he had discovered at the beginning. The location of the body.

"How about bringing him up and taking a look?" Fan Lin hesitated and said.

Obviously, Trevor had the same idea. After bypassing the obviously malicious path paved by their predecessors, several people seemed to be a little relaxed.

"Okay." Trevor nodded, and then went down the river.

After previous judgment, there was nothing wrong with the river water itself. Naturally, Rutherford was reassured, not to mention the body of a vampire...

Walking along the ice bridge, the corpse he saw before appeared in front of Rutherford's eyes only when it was above Rutherford's waist and abdomen.

After the black body came ashore, a stench made everyone cover their noses.

"Could this be the builder? Or..."

"I don't know, but maybe."

The corpse was covered with mud, and in the turbid black water river, it was difficult for Fan Lin and the others to see what the corpse looked like.

After simply cleaning it with a wand, what was revealed was just a soaked and rotten face.

"This doesn't feel like a long time ago." Fan Lin said, "This feels like a few days, or months ago..."

"How many days, how many months, has anyone else been here?" Hermione said incredulously, but the girl really didn't have the courage to face that rotten face.

"not……"

"Oh, I didn't say such stupid things earlier," Fan Lin immediately shook his head. Apparently only Dumbledore and the others had been to this place recently. Could it be that it was still their corpses?

"But, the way this makes me feel..." Rutherford said hesitantly. "It's like, Nicolas Flamel...I know his clothes, and the smell."

"Clothes, smell?" Fan Lin couldn't believe it, "Nicholas, are you sure you're not kidding me?"

"Maybe," Rutherford frowned, "Actually, I don't really believe it, but this is how it feels to me..."

Fan Lin looked at the corpse in front of him.

If it was really Nicoléme, then things would be a bit serious.

If a wizard who has lived for more than six hundred years encounters any danger here, the explosion of magic power hidden in his body is enough to destroy this place. What's more, Nicoléme is still with Dumbledore.

The guy who didn't even kill the God of Death and Voldemort would let his companion, another white wizard who is not weaker than him, die here?

Washed away by the river and even the body rotted away?

"No, this is impossible." Fan Lin shook his head to expel the idea from his mind, "There are many inscriptions on Nicoléme's body. I understand that they come from the elixir of immortality made by the magic stone. , even that kind of rune is engraved inside Nicoléme's body. If...I mean, if Nicoléme really dies, his body cannot be destroyed by the current environment. Under the magic power, It was impossible to escape before, and it is magic power accumulated for more than six hundred years. Just releasing this magic power is enough to blow up this place several times. "

"Don't get excited yet." Rutherford said, "That's just a guess. Moreover, with Nicolas Flamel's level, and still with Dumbledore, even the Dark Lord, I don't think there is anything Chance hurt both of them."

"But, this corpse..."

"Wait a minute..." Fan Lin rummaged in his pocket, and finally found a bottle of white powder.

"What's this?"

"I called him Breaking Magic Powder. After the last experience in Gaunt's cabin, I asked Nicoléme to make such a small bottle after studying for a long time," Fan Lin said, "The effect is not bad. , do you want some?"

"Oh, okay." Rutherford paused. Perhaps it was Nicoléme's few words that successfully convinced him. In short, he was not like Hermione, who just sucked some in. (To be continued)