Chapter 185 Door (Modified)

The three continued to walk forward, and Allen relied on the same method and turned right all the way. In the tunnel maze, there will be two forks for them to choose every time, and every time Allen will choose the mural with the wizard on the right. The murals of each fork are exactly the same as the murals of the previous fork. They don't know how many times they have walked and how many times they have chosen!

Allen stopped suddenly again, was it talking? The sound I just heard disappeared instantly, and now it was quiet again, so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat.

"Alan, I hear you!" Ron said in horror.

"Me too." Nancy tilted her head, as if she could hear better.

The voice rang again, and the three of them held their breath and listened carefully.

There was silence.

"Go!" Allen gritted his teeth, "No matter what it is, there will always be a time when you fully understand it."

Ron and Nancy followed Allen silently, because the long walking time made them feel that things were getting worse. The narrow tunnel suddenly turned a sharp bend, and the three of them walked forward again, and the air became warmer stand up.

Allen suddenly stepped forward and ran to a wall, leaving Ron and Nancy behind. They looked at each other and trotted to keep up.

Ron is very convinced of Allen, and Nancy, relying on a woman's intuition, feels that Allen is obviously more reliable.

When they got closer, they realized that it was not a wall, but a door. in front of people.

"It looks so beautiful!" Nancy looked at the sudden door with fascination.

Suddenly, she turned her head abruptly and looked at Alan, "What did you just do?" After a pause, she said in surprise, "Are you really wizards?" She thought Alan was joking.

"Of course we are wizards." Ron glanced at Nancy, and continued to focus on this awesome door.

Yes, this ancient door is awesome, it is not very tall, but it looks very expensive.

Dark mahogany, now petrified. But what is certain is that it must have come from a distant land. No tree growing in Egypt could have grown like this, and the entire door was carved with strange hieroglyphs from top to bottom.

Alan recognized the sun and the moon, and several animals, such as scorpions, birds, and cats, all deeply etched into the red wood.

The most shocking thing is the pattern in the middle of the door - a majestic lion, carved with gold letters, shining seductively like the sun under the light of the wand.

"Gold is soft." Ron touched the lion's head uncontrollably.

"Be careful!" Allen pulled Ron to the ground, avoiding the sharp arrow shot from the lion's roaring mouth.

Those arrows shone with a faint blue light, and it was obvious that they were made of toxic materials.

"They thought lions could scare away people who invaded the tomb," Allen stared at the shining lion. "This trick was very effective in ancient times."

"If you can't scare away, kill the intruder with a poisoned arrow!" Ron said with a look of fear.

"Not only that, but it's also cursed!" Allen looked thoughtfully at the hieroglyphs on the door.

"Curse, do you understand?" Nancy asked with interest, making the two wizards feel that this woman has a really big heart...

Just one door is already so luxurious, and the tomb inside does not know how much gold and silver treasures will be there, "I can understand part of it." Allen had no intention of explaining these ancient runes to a Muggle, it would be tantamount to playing the piano to a cow .

"Unless you go in and say the resurrection spell, as long as you enter this door, you will be cursed," Allen said.

"So what's the spell?" Nancy asked.

"You don't really miss the resurrection spell, do you?" Allen was surprised!

"Otherwise, it's better than being cursed, right?" Nancy raised her eyebrows.

"You can actually choose not to enter," Ron retorted.

"Are we going to go back so far?" Nancy asked back.

Ron and Allen had nothing to say.

"How do you open the door?" Ron asked. "Is the Arahor hole open?"

"You can try." Allen held his wand so that he could look at Ron leisurely.

"Ahem!" Ron stretched out his wand, aiming at the door.

Nancy watched Ron's movements with interest, "Are you going to perform witchcraft?"

"To be precise, it's magic." After Allen answered, he realized that he was trying to correct a person who didn't know magic, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Alahoo!" Ron waited expectantly for the door to open to them. But the door didn't budge.

"Haha, it doesn't work! Your magic doesn't work." Nancy laughed.

Ron tried a few more times angrily, but the result was the same. Looking at him, Nancy almost burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at, Muggle! Why don't you come?" Ron said angrily.

"Get out of the way, I'll do it!" Nancy said imposingly.

Both Alan and Ron were puzzled by each other's confident tone, would she be able to open a door that even wizards couldn't open?

I saw Nancy took a few steps back, "Ah... Hey!" She trotted to help, kicked the door with a flying kick. "Boom!" There was a heavy sound from the door, but it seemed that it was really kicked out a little...

"Hiss—it hurts!" Nancy hugged her leg, and the two little wizards looked at each other, so violent! It must have hurt... Alan stepped forward, examined Nancy's leg, and cast a healing spell on her.

"It's amazing!" Nancy turned her ankle and felt no pain at all!

Suddenly, a thunderous voice sounded, the tone was the same as the one they heard in the tunnel before: "Excuse me—please let me rest in peace!"

Nancy let out a startled scream.

"Rest me in peace!" said the thunderous voice again.

Allen raised his wand subconsciously, turned around, and opened his eyes in surprise. Ron and Nancy realized that the sound was coming from behind them. There was a sound of something cracking, and fear suddenly rose to their throats mouth.

The cracking sound got louder and louder, and it sounded like someone was repeatedly breaking crackers in half.

Louder and louder and louder...

The ground in front of them cracked, and something was about to emerge from the ground! Allen and Ron pointed their wands there and watched warily.

It's a person! First the head, then the crossed arms, the sturdy torso, the legs covered by the robe!

"It's a stone statue!" Ron let out a soft, long breath, and then took another breath.

Allen glanced at Nancy, she bit her lower lip nervously, clenched her hands into fists, and tightly protected her chest.

"The stone statue moved!" Nancy screamed in horror.