Chapter 1,160

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Abandoning the floating corpse and moving on, everyone became much more cautious.

After all, just the title that ancient wizards described as the Lord of Death is enough for everyone to act with caution.

You know, wizards two hundred years ago were almost always a level better than they are now. Of course, there were a few perverts, let alone about eight hundred years ago.

Although the name of this Death Lord is a bit off, at least it is an affirmation of its terrifying degree.

Maybe Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel have finished playing in it?

If this is the case, no matter what the evil key is, Fanlin will definitely turn around and leave without even looking back.

Just kidding, whoever stops is...

Well, it's better not to hear anyone's name here, but if Harry were here, thinking with his toes, Harry would definitely rush into the sky with his blood, and then rush in with his wand to save Dumbledore. .

Of course, the final result is likely to be to continue to fight.

But what if a miracle happens?

It's better not to place your hopes on slim luck. This is probably why Fanlin and Hermione are more resistant to prophecies.

First of all, in terms of mentality, the two of them have already taken the lead in rejecting this kind of nonsense.

Along the way, slowly, the sound of the river not only did not become more and more distant, but became more and more clear.

Perhaps this road leads to the source of the river?

However, Fan Lin is very curious. A small space fragment will surely lead people to find the edge.

When he was in Greece, Fanlin was lucky enough to travel through the vast void, but what about this river?

Pour into the void, and then come out from the other end, the cycle continues?

If there is time, Fan Lindao would like to explore along the river bank.

"There seems to be no road ahead..."

Just as Fan Lin kept looking around, trying to find some more useful information, Rutherford suddenly interrupted Fan Lin's train of thought.

"There's no way?"

"Yeah, I smelled water and probably something else," Rutherford said.

Fan Lin threw out a beam of light unbelievingly. The beam went straight forward and illuminated the surrounding space. After a while, Fan Lin faintly saw some reflective light spots.

"It's a lake." Fan Lin said, "There is a lake in front of us."

"Shall we go in another direction?" Hermione tried.

Then, the three people began to move in other directions, but as expected, they were surrounded by water.

After crossing the bridge, they seemed to have come to an isolated island, and what was worse was that even after returning to the starting point, Fan Lin did not find any way out.

"What should we do?" Rutherford frowned, "If there is a ship..."

"Boat?" Fan Lin exclaimed, remembering his experience in the cave on the seaside, but when Fan Lin tried to pull the boat out of the water like Dumbledore, Fan Lin couldn't feel any magic. abnormal movement.

Just like where it started, the magic here has been somewhat stagnant. Until now, except for the traces left by the magic used by Fan Lin and several people, Fan Lin has not been able to find any hidden ships at all.

"This is a sealed place." Fan Lin said helplessly, "Maybe the builder didn't mean to come back."

"I'll go take a look." Rutherford said. Under the change of Animagus, Rutherford flew out almost touching the ground.

However, this did not last long. Fanlin saw Rutherford's blood-red wings flapping in the air from a distance.

"There is a rock wall over there..." Rutherford said, "We seem... trapped in a cave."

"Cave..." Fan Lin raised his head and looked at the stone ridges hanging from the sky. There was nothing wrong with Rutherford's description.

"Any other discoveries?"

"Nothing." Rutherford shook his head, "It's so quiet here, isn't it?"

"Oh, that's what it looks like." Fan Lin nodded. Apart from the floating corpse, they didn't find anything moving in this space.

"But, if it is really quiet, where does this river water... come from?" Hermione said keenly, "If it is really a closed space, I think there should be no possibility of flowing."

"You mean, spring?" Fan Lin asked.

"Maybe it's an underground river." Hermione said, "When I was studying geology, I once heard that many underground rivers are connected to places like caves."

"So, the exit is in the water." Fan Lin was 100% sure about Hermione, "But, who knows there won't be anything in the water."

Hermione hesitated and did not continue speaking.

Obviously, the corpse soaked in water was still a bit difficult for Hermione to accept, especially the appearance of the corpse, the dark green bones, even though the water remained fluid, and the corpse poison...

"Are there any traces of Dumbledore's activities?"

"No." Rutherford said simply, "If they go into the water, I can't trace their breath at all."

"It seems we have no better choice." Fan Lin shook his head, and then took out all the potions.

"I think we can take some antidotes first just in case. Also, Hermione, you must follow me closely." Fan Lin said, passing out the potion in his hand.

"Do we have to go into the water?" Rutherford frowned. Rutherford was still very resistant to diving.

After all, as a winged creature, the strength it can exert in the water is really limited.

"There is no choice, if you want to stay here forever." Fan Lin said, shaking his head, Fan Lin no longer cared about Rutherford's worries.

The environment here is very restrictive of Rutherford's performance. In fact, Fanlin no longer has the idea that Rutherford can help except for some physical work.

"I can give you a head soaking spell...you should be able to dive." Fan Lin said.

"No problem." Rutherford shook his head and took the lead in stepping into the lake in front of him.

Just like the previous rivers, these water flows eventually converge into the quiet and excessive lake in front of you.

For some reason, Fanlin suddenly thought of Sirius's younger brother, Regulus.

The feeling of being pulled into the water by a group of Inferi was not pleasant. Fortunately, the dark lake in front of him did not give any reaction. It was just Rutherford's body that swayed layer by layer in the lake. of waves. (To be continued)