Altar of the Heavens of Harry Potter

"It looks terrible here, it is estimated that no one dares to go in." Canaan expressed his opinion.

Delan shrugged, "I haven't been here for about ten years, who knows what it's like now. Come with me, there are a lot of dark magic in it, just don't touch things.

Deran walked in front, slowly pushed open the gate of the old castle, a burst of dust shook from the door.

"Look, who is here!" There was a dull sound from inside.

Canaan was full of excitement and looked at Delan with a trembling voice: "Is anyone in there?".

"It's just a broken picture, don't be nervous, he is still my great-grandfather according to seniority." Delan looked at Canaan's expression and said with a smile, he rarely saw anything that Canaan feared.

With the opening of the gate, the lights were lit up inside, revealing the magnificent hall.

"This is where our family greets guests, and the painting that I just spoke is there." Delan said, pointing to the wall on the second floor.

Looking at Canaan, I saw a huge portrait hanging on the opposite wall. The people in the portrait had a lot of white beards, and they looked like they were looking at Canaan.

"Delan, I haven't seen you for a long time. This is your child." He also used his hands to pluck the rough beard.

"I don't have such a clever child, well, I am here today to prepare to hand over the inheritance of the castle." Delan led them into the house and said to the painting on the wall.

"You have found that place, are you ready to go all out?" The old man in the painting frowned.

"Almost found, so for the sake of insurance, find you an heir, lest you be lonely and bored in this villa."

"I'm not bored. By the way, I told you that I recently thought of three new magic wand designs. If you make it, you will be able to reproduce the glory of our Huffman family." He said enthusiastically.

"Come on, I do n’t have that effort, and the glory of the Hoffman family has long been thrown into the stinky ditch. If you have energy, teach this child in the future."

Immediately, Delan no longer cares about the people in the painting. He took Canaan to the second floor. "In addition to the bedrooms on the second floor, there are also our family's collection of books for hundreds of years. Many of the books are already isolated. I know you love reading, and you should like it here. "

"Uncle Delan, why did you put the castle ..."

"Give you the inheritance of the old castle? I may soon go to a place where life and death are unknown, and also a place where I have been searching for a lifetime. I don't want such a big castle to be inherited by no one, do we?" Nan's words, said with a smile.

"I want to ask why I chose me?" He did not understand why Delan treated him so well, and gave him the first wand in his life a few times.

"Who asked you to come to my shop with a big red hat at that time, and the ghosts and heads looked like my childhood." Delan went silent for a while, and then said, "My mother gave me a red hat when I was a child. , I took it for a long time. "

He seemed to think of something again, his expression was solemn, he closed his mouth and did not speak, but just took Canaan to walk along the corridor step by step.

In the silent castle, only footsteps echoed, and the lights on the candlestick by the window flickered slightly.

"Uh ... I sewed this hat by myself, and I stuck a lot of needles. At that time, my fingers couldn't even get my fork." Canaan's exaggerated voice broke the silence, and he tried to dispel this somewhat heavy atmosphere.

"I said this hat is so ugly, much uglier than mine." Hearing Canaan, Delan once again looked at the little red hood on Canaan's head and ridiculed.

When Delan returned to normal, Canaan replied with a grin: "The hat is ugly because I look handsome, and the hat looks good but I can't tell for sure."

Delan also smiled and said: "It is estimated that no one can say you, but you are also the only one who turns around and scolds people."

"Hey ..."

......

Delan took Canaan to the innermost room on the second floor, "This is the collection of books owned by our family."

They pushed open the heavy wooden door and entered the room. There was a lot of space inside, but it was full of worn bookshelves. Canaan counted at least 22 bookshelves. It seems that there are indeed a lot of books here.

"If you remember correctly, there are a total of 746 books, most of which are related to wand making, a small amount of other contents are recorded, and a few are related to black magic."

"Oh, by the way, there are some here." Deran touched his head and took out a storage bag from his arms. "This is the book we organized on the fourth floor of the New York Library. I have copied it all, just right. It can increase the collection of books for our family. "

"Your organization really lacks virtue." Canaan muttered.

"Our organization is pretty good, it's better than someone bombing someone's library."

Canaan: "..."

Delan still put the storage bag on the wooden square table in front of the door, "Let ’s go, go to the basement, where the highlight is, you can take care of these things."

Deran took Canaan to the innermost corner of the library, and then he tapped on the floor, followed by a large black hole in front of him, "This is the only way to the basement, follow me."

They walked along the dark stone steps for a few minutes, and gradually saw the faint light spot exposed in front of them.

"What's inside?" Canaan found that the institution here was similar to Diagon Alley's thrift store. He asked Delan somewhat curiously, his voice echoing in the narrow passage.

"Some useless magic props, and the inheritance of the entire castle."

"Inheritance right?"

"Yes, with inheritance rights, the old castle will not exclude you, otherwise you will not find it without my leadership. Even if it is in front of your eyes."

"Like the Audacious Loyalty Curse?" Canaan remembered that Harry's parents in the movie had leaked the address where they lived because of the Audacious Loyalty Curse ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ and was brutally killed by Voldemort.

"It's safer than Chidan Faithful Mantra. After all, the dead will not reveal the secret." Delan smiled and seemed to disdain the Chidan Faithful Mantra.

As soon as the words fell, they came to the bottom of the castle. The space here is not large. Canaan felt almost as big as his two bedrooms. The surroundings were filled with scattered objects. There were also several magic candlesticks on the wall. Before they The light seen from afar should be from this candlestick.

"I think I'm going to find it." Delan squatted the messy objects gently with his hands.

"Aren't you going to use flying to curse?"

"I don't know the name of that thing. Besides, there are some magic props here that are very sensitive to magic spells. In case something bad happens, I don't want to accompany you to die young."

"Don't you send someone to clean up regularly?" Feeling that the light here was still very dim, Canaan looked around with fluorescent flashes.

He found a thick layer of ash on the candlestick, frowned, and then said: "This place is really dirty and messy."

"I'm not sending you now! Don't complain, I found it." Deran picked a small box from the grocery pile and put a small red stone in it.

"Bring your hand. To complete the ritual, you need your blood." He gently stroked the palm of Canaan's palm with his wand, and immediately the blood flowed down the thin wound.

"Don't waste it, children can't put too much blood on them." Canaan looked at the palm that was bleeding more than once and said distressedly.

Gradually, the red stone seemed to have absorbed enough blood and gave out a faint red glow.

Seeing this scene, Deran stopped the bleeding to Canaan and healed his wound with a wand.