v2 Chapter 368： Get the Gryffindor treasure key

Evan Murray, no matter whether this guy is a evil spirit or Gryffindor, he suddenly has an impulse to rush to the other party.

After a long time, what happened behind it was purely that this guy was self-directed.

In the illusion, he is about to be driven crazy, Gryffindor is enjoying himself on the side, and all the horse warriors, fire dragons, evil spirits, all of them are playing alone.

I am like a marionette, struggling in the world he created.

"Don't be angry!" Gryffindor said with a smile. "In fact, the scene you just saw is not completely illusory. The fallen horses use magic to absorb the power that I have left, trying to summon the evil spirit from the void. When I had a conversation with it, how to describe that experience can only be said to be very interesting."

Communicating with the ball-like monster, Ai Wen didn't see what it meant.

"What I showed you, it was what it tried to instill in me." Gryffindor's expression became serious. "In fact, it is far more horrible than what you just saw. If you encounter later When you arrive, be careful not to care."

"I know!" Ai Wen said with no anger, still not relaxed.

"Haha, you can have this kind of momentum right!" Gryffindor took a few steps forward and waved to Ai Wen. "Since you understand, then I don't have anything to worry about! Yours Friends should be anxious outside, we better not waste time."

"Wait a minute!" Ai Wen hurried.

What made him understand? In fact, he still has a stomach problem to ask each other.

Gryffindor smiled and stood there, seemingly waiting for Ai Wen to ask questions, but the body began to become transparent and will soon disappear.

As in the previous Hogwarts room, the entire space began to fragment.

Ai Wen opened his mouth but did not make any noise.

"If you want to know the magic that the Slytherin descendants left on the Sorcerer's Stone, the quickest way is to pick up the stone directly. Don't escape your own destiny, this is another challenge I leave for you." Gryffindor’s voice came over and over again, “Goodbye, Avon!”

The next second, slamming, countless pieces broke apart.

Everything in front of Ai Wen’s eyes disappeared, the pieces flashed silver, and the blue Huaguang flashed, and he returned to the real world.

The cold night wind blew, and Avon noticed that he was also standing at the top of the statue.

Below him, Sirius, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ma Mauri, the elders of the horse, all look as small as a toothpick.

Because it was too high, he was dizzy and hurriedly took his eyes back.

He is now standing at the end of the sky, and countless stars are shining around him, as if they can reach out.

In the distance, the huge outline of Hogwarts Castle is looming.

He heard a shout, and Harry was shouting his name.

Evan looked down again and saw Hermione waving at herself.

Because it was too high, he couldn't hear what they were saying.

Along with Hermione's gesture, Ai Wen turned her head and saw the secret treasure key that Gryffindor had left. The piece of magic stone shone with a soft red glow not far away.

He hesitated and stood up slowly.

A gust of cold wind blew, and Avon felt his body shaking, and he hurried to keep a balance.

Between the platform where you are located and the Sorcerer's Stone is a narrow stone passage.

In the high altitude of thousands of feet, walking on this narrow passage is like walking through a wooden bridge, but below is not a rushing river, but an innocent night sky.

Needless to say, this must be the bad taste of Gryffindor.

Ai Wen held his breath and carefully walked forward.

He slowly came to the Sorcerer's Stone and showed it to Gryffindor. The crimson stone was flashed with golden lines and the edges were irregular.

Ai Wen can feel the powerful magic above, but he is still hesitant.

He couldn't be sure what magic had left by Voldemort in the top, except that the crack that was bitten by the evil spirits proved that the stone had an unimaginable tragic experience, and he did not see any difference.

The magic stone exudes red light, and there is no trace left by magic.

Ai Wen hesitated, not sure if he should touch it.

He tried to use the wand to pick up the Sorcerer's Stone and cast his own detection and defensive spells, but nothing happened.

He can't stand here all the time. According to the meaning of Gryffindor, no matter what, he will accept the magic left by Voldemort and then seek to crack.

In the prophecy of Professor Trelawney, this is what is destined.

I think that I might be the one chosen by Voldemort to help him get the power that ordinary people can't imagine, and Avon feels uncomfortable.

He felt that the stomach juice was turned into ice water, which flowed through the body.

Ai Wen hesitated, maybe this time it takes courage to replace reason, to get a magic stone that obviously knows the problem, this is really a crazy move.

But no matter how you look at it, this is something he can't escape.

In the next second, Ai Wen reached out and held the red magic stone, and started to cool.

The powerful magic entered his body along his palm, and Ai Wen felt the warmth, and the magic he had consumed in the illusion was instantly restored.

His magic is constantly rising, and the speed is scary.

On the platform at the top of the Temple of the Moon, everyone was watching the movement of Ai Wen in the sky, seeing him hold the Sorcerer's Stone, and everyone cheered.

"The human pony has succeeded!" Margaret's proud face was full of surprise. "After the millennium, someone can really pass that powerful test!"

"Hey, you should know now, he is the student I taught, naturally the best!" Sirius stared proudly at the horse, his face full of smiles.

"Ivan has succeeded in success, I know!" Harry shouted loudly, shaking his hands, and sincerely happy for his friends.

"He is the best, we all believe him."

Hermione sighed with a sigh of relief and wiped her eyes. Just now Ai Wen suddenly disappeared from her face. She didn't know what was going on, and she cried out in a hurry.

"Yes, he is the best!" Ron followed a little, his eyes slightly more complicated, still thinking about the powerful magic items left by Gryffindor.

He suddenly realized that the gap between himself and Ai Wen has grown.

This gap, maybe he can't catch up in his life.

Ron couldn't tell what he was thinking. He admitted that at the beginning, he really envied Evan, but when the gap grew, the embarrassment became weaker.

Perhaps, sincerely happy for Ai Wen, is what should be done now. (To be continued.)