Chapter 435: Sacrifice

"Who is it?" Fan Lin was startled by the voice. He unconsciously put a hand on his neck, as if he might take out his staff at any time.

"Don't be nervous, you can see me after you pass through this hall." The old voice sounded again, but Fan Lin did not hear any echo in his ears.

Only then did Fan Lin understand that this was just like the magic sound transmission taught to him by Professor Snape, which directly affected the heart. Of course, the magic power around you cannot be rejected.

The magic power in Fan Lin's body naturally formed a weak protection while flowing around, but Fan Lin did not feel any sign of invasion of external magic power.

No wonder Sirius said that Greek magic was very weird. He roughly understood the definition of Greek magic.

"What's wrong with you?" Sirius asked, "What's wrong here?"

"It's nothing." Fan Lin shook his head. It was obvious that this message was directed at him alone.

"Let's go in. I think the priest you mentioned is waiting for us behind."

"???" Sirius was a little confused. He had been here for a few days, but he had only seen the priest twice.

"You want to take me to get alchemy products, but you don't even know if the master is there?" Fan Lin was a little speechless, believing Sirius was really like seeing a ghost.

"Let's go in." Sirius was not willing to continue to argue with Fan Lin on this issue, so he walked in first, which was naturally familiar to him.

Compared with the sacrificial hall, the rooms inside seem to be more plain and simple, with an earthy tone. In theory, all the beauty is dedicated to the gods, but the residence of the gods is worrying, and his people are even more... …more……

In the entire square space, except for the magic brazier burning in the center, the rest are all the same stone walls, with no reliefs or murals. Even the dungeons of Hogwarts are better than here.

"You are here." An old voice sounded from his ears, and Fan Lin could confirm this time that this was not some kind of sound transmission magic.

"Hello, Lord Priest." Sirius said, and he performed the sacrificial etiquette toward the inside, and then an old man walked out of a door next to him.

Fanlin couldn't quite understand the conversation between the two. It was completely in Greek, which was not within Fanlin's scope at all. Most of the Greek materials he had read were translated versions.

However, Fan Lin knew that he was the focus of the conversation between the two. The old man who had sent him a message before had his eyes firmly fixed on him ever since he arrived here.

Not long after, Sirius seemed to have finished talking to the priest and the three of them walked deeper.

"What did you say to him?" Fan Lin asked impatiently.

"It's nothing, just some words of greeting. I explained my purpose of coming, and then the priest told me that Dumbledore had already left. After we finish our work, we can go to the hotel to wait for Dumbledore."

"What should I call you?"

"He told me that his name was Sacrifice." Sirius said. He also felt that this was not a person's name at all. "He didn't tell me what his real name was."

"Okay." Fan Lin nodded. He didn't quite understand why the old man sent him a message. You know, the priest generally has the highest status in the tribe, which is equivalent to the Pope's status in the Holy See. He is a leader-level figure.

Of course, we don't talk about Mr. Cornelius Fudge, who is like a joke and the apparent leader.

The temple seemed a little dark, even if there were some magic lamps shining on both sides, it could not bring more light to the corridor.

Fan Lin and the two followed the sacrifice for a long distance, but the journey eventually came to an end.

Without further ado, Fan and Lin sat down in Yi Chaoyang's room.

It was as if he had traveled back in time from ancient times. The place was so bright that it was a bit unbelievable. A purple-red stall was spread out in the center of the room, and a table was placed on it. Fan Lin saw that a crystal ball for prophecy was placed on it. Up there, the teapot next to it was still slowly blowing some green smoke.

Sirius revealed to him that the priest was an alchemist.

Now it seems that this priest is also proficient in prophecy, an unreliable skill.

But Nicoléme’s attempt seems to have been preceded by someone else.

However, considering Nicoléme's age, it is not certain who first combined prophecy and alchemy.

"sit down!"

Fan Lin looked at the priest and stretched out his hand, motioning for them to sit on the purple carpet.

This looked pretty good, at least, with the sunlight shining in through the windows, and the whole room seemed extraordinarily comfortable, at least compared to the depressing temple.

Sirius clasped his hands together and bowed to the priest. Fan Lin quickly followed suit, and then the two of them did it on opposite sides of the table.

The priest smiled slightly, put his hand on the table, and with a gentle touch, a pendant exactly like Sirius was displayed in front of the two of them.

This made Fan Lin a little disappointed. Originally, he thought he could observe the alchemist's refining process. Sirius had seen it...

However, there is nothing wrong with this.

Fanlin thanked the priest again, and then he put the pendant around his neck.

I had to sigh at the magic of the pendant. It seemed to be engraved with a strong soul magic. Fanlin only felt that his mind was a little cool, and then he felt that he seemed to have mastered many languages.

Fanlin thought of the foreign language school in the Muggle world. It must be said that magic is more convenient. This has no effect, so there is no need to refuse.

In this way, Fanlin can use the extra time for research.

However, it always feels strange to wear two necklaces on the neck. Fanlin had to make the necklace of the staff bigger, otherwise it would always make Fanlin feel very awkward when overlapping.

"In this way, there will be no problem with our communication." The priest said, "You don't have to pay any reward. Albus has paid me before."

"Professor Dumbledore?" Fanlin wondered, "What did he pay?"

"Divine pattern." The priest smiled slightly, "This is also something Albus asked me to do."

"Divine pattern!" Fanlin was a little surprised. Except Nicolas Flamel, no one else knew about this matter.

It seems that this priest is someone Dumbledore can trust 100%, otherwise Dumbledore would not have given him such an important thing. (To be continued)