Chapter 201: Liquid in the Stone Basin

What concerned Ai Wen the most were the strange lines on the locket. Reading, .23.o

He always felt that there was some secret hidden in it, although Dumbledore and Voldemort both touched the locket and found nothing.

But I don't know why, Ivan just feels this way.

Dumbledore glanced at Ivan, and immediately returned to normal, with an extremely calm expression on his face, as if nothing had happened.

With a wave of his wand, he dragged the boat with his magic. Now, except for him, no one knows how much Aiwen's magic power is now.

Sirius, Harry, and Hermione were also a little surprised, but they didn't think much about it.

In their view, it is already a miracle that such a small boat can carry so many people. After Aiwen came up, the reason why the boat sank quickly may be because it had reached a critical limit.

Pulled by Dumbledore, the boat set off at once, and there was silence save for the soft rustle of the bow piercing the water.

The boat was moving automatically without their hands, and it seemed that there was an invisible rope pulling it towards the green light in the middle of the lake. Soon the walls of the cave were out of sight and they felt as if they were on the sea, only without the waves around them.

As the boat moved forward, the light of the wand reflected on the dark water, flashing golden light.

The boat cut deep ripples on the glass-smooth surface of the lake, like grooves on a black mirror...

At this moment, Harry suddenly screamed in horror, "I see, those Infernal corpses are not far below the water."

Ivan looked to where Harry pointed, and under the light of the wand, he saw a dead man lying on his back a few inches from the water: his open eyes were misty, as if there were cobwebs in them, Hair and robes swirled around him like smoke.

It was obviously a dead body, but his eyes, which were covered with cobwebs, followed them very strangely, and the eyeballs in them rolled quietly.

The corpse seemed likely to jump out and attack them at any moment, but it didn't move until the boat passed by.

"They didn't discover our identities, but I believe that when we touch Voldemort's mechanism, we will find that they are not so quiet," Dumbledore said softly, "It's almost here, Voldemort's goal has been achieved, in order to delay Living in this small boat without sinking has already consumed a lot of my magic power."

Ivan turned his head to look at Dumbledore, listening to what he said, the white mist he used to drag the boat consumed a lot of mana, or he was already consuming his own mana, which had reached the requirements of the ship standard.

He was suddenly worried, what would they do for a while if Dumbledore had no magic power.

Apart from Dumbledore, no one here is a match for a thousand Inferi.

After a few minutes, the green light in the center of the lake seemed to finally grow bigger and brighter. The boat bumped lightly against something and stopped.

Ivan didn't see it clearly at first, and when Harry raised his glowing wand, he saw that they had come to a smooth rocky island in the middle of the lake.

"Here we are, be careful not to touch the lake." Dumbledore warned again.

Everyone climbed down from the boat one by one, and Ivan was the first one. He jumped off the boat and returned to his original state, and quickly pulled out his wand.

Behind him was Hermione, who finally looked relieved.

Then Harry, then Sirius, and finally Dumbledore, using his wand to draw back the fog of light that was floating under the boat.

Ivan carefully looked at the small island in front of him, which was about the size of Dumbledore's office: a large flat black slate, empty on it, only the light source emitting that green light. Looking closer now, the green light appears much brighter.

Aiwen squinted his eyes and looked at it. He saw that the green light came from an ancient round stone basin with a base under it.

Dumbledore approached the stone basin, and the others hurried to follow.

With the stone basin as the center, they stood side by side around it. Inside the stone basin was a basin full of emerald green liquid that shone with phosphorescent light.

According to the method Dumbledore just gave him, Ivan tried hard to feel the traces of magic left on these liquids.

The magic power is very strong, but it is not the magic power he is familiar with. It is very strange that he can't tell what it feels like.

In addition to these liquids, the stone basins and bases used to hold the liquids seem to be unusual, with strong defensive magic on them.

Aiwen observed carefully, and the more he looked, the more frightened he became.

There is powerful magic power hidden in the green liquid in front of him, and it is evenly distributed. He doesn't know what kind of magic potion it is, and what kind of magic has been cast on the stone altar. Among all the knowledge he knows, None of them worked.

If he didn't already know the result, let him use his own strength to solve it. To be honest, Ivan didn't know what to do at all.

As for the confused Sirius, Harry, and Hermione standing aside, it was even more impossible to know.

It can be seen that Voldemort's strength and level of magic theory are far beyond them and beyond ordinary wizards.

"Professor, what is this?" Harry couldn't help asking.

"I'm not sure" Dumbledore said softly as he carefully observed the stone basin and the liquid inside, "The only thing that is certain is that this is something more worrying than blood and dead bodies. Take it out."

Dumbledore watched for a while longer, then shook the sleeves of his robes up, his fingertips reaching for the surface of the liquid.

"No, don't touch it" everyone shouted in unison.

"It's not that simple, I can't touch it." Dumbledore smiled faintly, "See? My hand can no longer be stretched forward, you can try it."

Sirius, Ivan, Harry, and Hermione hesitated for a moment, and at the same time, they stretched their fingers toward the stone basin, wanting to touch the liquid.

But they encountered an invisible resistance, and their hands could not get close to the liquid.

No matter how hard you stretch it down, what your fingertips touch seems to be extremely hard and indestructible air, and the liquid itself remains unchanged.

"Excuse me, I think I can try this spell, maybe it will work," said Dumbledore, raising his wand, making some complex movements on the surface of the liquid, muttering silently.

However, nothing happened.

The phosphorescence from the green liquid seemed brighter, and Ivan and the others watched Dumbledore silently until he retracted his wand.

"professor"

"It's amazing, it's amazing," Dumbledore said appreciatively, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be a potion invented by Voldemort himself. I have to say that he is indeed the most famous Hogwarts graduate ever. Excellent one."

"But you'll be able to crack it, won't you?" Harry said hopefully.

"No, I can't, Harry" Dumbledore shook his head, "This liquid cannot be stretched in, separated, scooped up or pumped up, nor can it be made to disappear with a Vanishing Charm. deform it or otherwise alter its properties. I can only conclude that this liquid needs to be drunk"

"Drink it." Except for Ivan, everyone else looked at him in surprise.

"Yes, at least I think so, only by drinking it can the stone basin become empty and get the contents." Dumbledore said calmly, "From this point of view, I have to admire Regu Les, his sacrifice is very meaningful." To be continued. Tips: log in by computer and log in by mobile phone