Chapter 1011 The Land of the Fallen Gods

Harry wanted to ask how to get there, but Dumbledore went straight on.

"This is a portkey that can take us where we want to go." Dumbledore pointed to the innocent-looking old teapot on the table, then raised his head and looked at Ivan seriously, "Ivan , Harry, you two must promise that you will completely obey my orders for a while, otherwise I will not be able to take you there."

"I know!" Ivan said, and Harry nodded, and they followed his example and put their hands on the black teapot.

"Very well, the Order of the Phoenix is ​​taking action in Norway tonight, but this matter is more important. I have just notified Alastor and Sirius to welcome us!" Dumbledore nodded and said, "I will set off on the count of three. , two, three!"

It was just a split second: during the short pause before Dumbledore counted to three, Harry looked up at him.

They were so close that Dumbledore's clear eyes moved from the Portkey to Harry's face.

Immediately, Harry's scar was burning with pain, as if the wound had reopened.

A violent hatred rose in Harry, unprovoked but terribly strong.

At that moment, all he wanted was to attack, to attack the person in front of him, to kill him, to kill him in any way he could, regardless of the cost.

Then he felt a jerk behind his navel and the ground disappeared under his feet.

His hand stuck to the teapot, collided with Aiwen's body, and moved forward rapidly amidst the swirling colors and whistling wind.

This rotation is very long, and they must be going far away.

The teapot kept tugging on them, and they spun like this.

Then suddenly Harry's feet hit the ground, causing his knees to buckle and the teakettle to fall to the floor with a clatter.

"Welcome!" Harry heard Sirius' voice, "You two are welcome to Norway."

This is Norway, Ivan raised his head and saw Sirius and Mad-Eye Moody standing in front of them.

Before he could say anything, he shivered greatly, and the icy air poured in.

At this moment, Ivan's first reaction was that Norway is really cold!

The temperature dropped rapidly, and suddenly came from the warm castle to the frozen land of the ice field.

He was still wearing a thin dressing gown, which at this temperature was no different from having no clothes on.

Along with breathing, bursts of white mist exhaled from his nasal cavity.

Beside him, Harry was also shivering, his teeth chattering uncontrollably.

But they were all very happy after seeing Sirius, and the excitement temporarily blew away the cold.

"Sirius!" Harry exclaimed happily, "Where is this place?"

"Norway, to be precise, is Trondheim, the land where the gods fell.".

He was wearing a suit that hadn't been changed in a long time, and he hadn't shaved his beard, but he seemed to be in good spirits.

"The land where the gods fell?"

"Well, this is what the magic world calls this area. There is currently a small island in this area, and the nearby residents call it Treasure Island, because it is said that the Vikings buried a lot of treasure here thousands of years ago. Well, you two get out your wands first, it's not safe around here."

"Why is it not safe?" Ivan asked, looking around.

Soon, he knew the reason. Under the moonlight, he actually saw a Norwegian Ridgeback flying over them.

This dragon is similar to the Hungarian Horntail, except that it lacks the spikes on its tail and has a jet-black ridge on its back that is particularly ostentatious.

It stared fiercely at the five people below, hovered in the air for a while before reluctantly leaving.

"Fire dragon?!" Harry swallowed, seeing a wild fire dragon just after he arrived.

"It's normal in the vicinity, the ecological environment in this area is quite primitive." He didn't put down the wand in his hand until the Norwegian Ridgeback left completely, "The fire dragon is not the most troublesome creature, there are many more dangerous creatures than it. "

"Well, what is the Order of the Phoenix doing on this island?" Ivan asked, and then put down his wand, "Dumbledore said you have actions tonight?"

He only had time to look around and found that they were standing on the ruins of an ancient building, and the air was full of mystery.

Not far away, Moody and Dumbledore were arguing about something, and seemed to be talking about the dynamics of vampires.

"That's a long story. Before that, you two had better wear a few more clothes." Sirius looked back at Dumbledore and Moody who were arguing, and said a little anxiously, " If we haven't met Death Eaters, vampires, or whatever, you're probably going to freeze!"

His wand tapped Ivan and Harry, and warm current poured into their bodies from the tip of the wand.

"Aiwen, do you have any clothes there?" Sirius asked, knowing that Aiwen often carried these things with him.

"Yes!" Ivan replied, and began to take out the previously prepared clothes from the package, and handed Harry a set.

In order to better disguise and hide his figure, he carried clothes of various styles and sizes, all of which were selected by Hermione for him.

Now that comes in handy, these are all winter robes.

In the sky, a dark cloud was blown away by the cold wind, the silvery moonlight fell down, and the face of Sirius became clearer.

With the moonlight, Aiwen can better see the surrounding scenery.

Around them, there are ruins of huge stone walls, old and mottled, and the walls, pillars, roofs, and even every piece of rock have been carved, with ancient emperors, sages, flowers, birds, fish and insects and unknown people. Engravings of famous creatures.

But without exception, these former brilliance have now been damaged and turned into meaningless stone fragments.

What makes people feel uncomfortable is that these stones are obviously stained with blood. Although they have dried up and solidified into a deep dark red and have been cleaned up, it is still possible to imagine what was placed here before.

Even the air is filled with a faint smell of blood, which cannot be dissipated, blending with the surrounding darkness and mystery.

"What's the matter with you two?" Sirius asked after they had dressed. "Why did you come here with Dumbledore? Did something happen? And you, Harry, are you all right? You don't look well."

"I had a dream!" Harry recounted the incident again, although it was difficult.

He didn't say that he was the statue of the evil god, he just saw all this as a bystander.

Sure enough, he had just finished speaking, saying, "Harry, this is not something you should see!"

"I know, but I've seen it!" Harry said impatiently, "What are we going to do now?"