Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Elaine unraveled some mysteries but brought forth even more questions, and all of them were crucial.

“Uncle said that there’s something that must be done before leaving. Because of his mistake, Voldemort knew some secrets he should not know. He must solve this trouble; otherwise things will get even more chaotic,” Elaine continued. “I have a bad feeling because he gave me Salazar’s wand, which has been kept by the patriarch. So I sneaked out tonight and followed my uncle here. But I couldn’t break the magic here. He’s been inside for more than ten minutes!”

“I know a little bit about this matter, and that’s why we’re here tonight,” said Evan.

Under the circumstances, it was really hard to explain to Elaine about her uncle’s situation. However, he couldn’t avoid it; the concealment wouldn’t last long. So he told her about Harry’s vision.

Regarding the injury of Caresius, Evan tried to be as vague as possible, just saying that he was injured, and did not tell Elaine that he was actually badly hurt.

“Is what you’re saying a prophecy?” Elaine asked.

“Not a prophecy, but a connection between Harry and Voldemort, but it’s definitely accurate,” said Evan simply.

Elaine looked up at Harry, whose expression seemed somewhat unnatural. He avoided Elaine’s gaze, turned his head to look at Dumbledore, pretending not to have heard their conversation.

“Your uncle is not seriously injured. Trust me, we’ll rescue him and everything will be fine!”

“I believe you!” Elaine nodded puzzled, trying to dry the tears on her face. From Caresius’s attitude tonight, the surrounding atmosphere and Evan’s expression, she seemed to have noticed something, but in the end she didn’t say anything, but chose to believe Evan.

Perhaps, she feared speaking out the outcome, afraid that her worries would become reality.

Considering that even Salazar’s wand had been entrusted to Elaine, allowing her to choose to go to the United States with everyone or seek refuge in Britain with Evan and never come back, it seemed like explaining the funeral arrangements. Maybe because she was mentally prepared, or because Evan was here, Elaine didn’t say anything more.

Fortunately, Evan was here. If she were alone, she would probably collapse when she finally knew the bad news.

Elaine just asked to go in with Evan and the others, no matter how dangerous it was, she didn’t care. Not to mention the fifty-fourth choice, even one in five hundred and forty, she would go in.

Aside from Moody’s lingering suspicions, this wasn’t much of a problem. Evan wouldn’t leave her behind, and there was no apparent reason to prevent her from going to find Caresius. The sole current issue was that they didn’t know how to enter the building where Voldemort and Caresius were.

Things were back to square one, with a difficult choice to be made in front of the fifty-four arches.

Time gradually passed, and five minutes had passed since Evan discovered Elaine. Dumbledore stood still, and Evan carefully observed each archway. Harry and Elaine also followed, although they couldn’t discern any differences between these gates, while Sirius and Moody were talking in hushed tones.

They discussed the information Elaine had just mentioned, combined with the situation they had learned so far.

From any perspective, the situation was extremely dire, and perhaps only by rescuing Caresius could they make up for it.

“Worth a try,” said Dumbledore calmly. “It should be confirmed now. Just to be safe, not all of us should go in. I will go alone.”

“Albus, you are the most important,” affirmed Mad Eye Without hesitation. “Since you’ve decided, let me do it.”

“Let me do it!” Sirius also spoke urgently, volunteering to go in instead of Dumbledore.

What was the use of them arguing like this, as if they could solve Voldemort and the evil statue by going there?

From the perspective of kinship, the one who should be admitted here was Elaine.

Voldemort was inside, and only Dumbledore could deal with him.

As for the evil god, Evan felt he should be allowed to go. After all, he had the trump card: The Book of Abraham. Since he had once sealed that entity in an illusion, he could do it again. Evan was prepared; compared to the Albanian forest incident, his strength had greatly increased.

He was confident he would defeat the evil god in one fell swoop, and this was also a good opportunity to unlock the second secret of The Book of Abraham.

“Professor, we all believe in you. Since you’ve made your choice, we’ll all follow you in,” said Harry.

“If you want to destroy the statue of the evil god, I think I can be of some help,” said Evan.

Elaine remained silent, gazing at Dumbledore, and followed Evan silently.

Everyone believed in Dumbledore. Since he said it was certain, it should not be wrong, even if it meant facing death.

Everyone present had a reason to follow suit. No one wanted to be left behind in this kind of adventure.

Of course, if Dumbledore made the wrong choice, then the six of them could say goodbye to this world directly!

As the main leaders in the fight against the evil god and Voldemort, if Evan and Dumbledore died at this time, the world would probably be completely enveloped in darkness.

This might also be considered a shocking and memorable ending, right?

Anyway, it was a resolution, not an abrupt ending without reason!

Dumbledore turned to look at Evan; his blue eyes seemed to be able to see through his soul.

“All right, you can come in with me,” said Dumbledore calmly. “Growth only comes through trials, but I hope you won’t act impulsively. If I engage in a battle with him, don’t get involved easily. Alastor … Sirius, you’re responsible for taking care of these three.”

He shook his wand vigorously, and a Viking warship made entirely of light mist appeared before them.

Dumbledore stepped up, and the same light mist appeared on his body, as if he were about to transform, gradually fading.

He raised his wand and pointed it at Harry, Elaine, Sirius and Moody in turn, and their bodies also changed accordingly.

Evan was the last one. Dumbledore hesitated for a moment, thought about it, and did not cast a spell on him directly.

“Evan, you can try this technique,” he said. “I think you should be able to do it, just do as I say, concentrate … control your magic, and let them slowly flow out of your body. Relax a little, um … that’s right, relax a little more, let these magic powers cover your whole body, and then recite this spell…”

Following Dumbledore’s guidance, Evan’s body, like his, gradually faded away and left this world.

Although it was his first time to use this magic, he succeeded on the first try! Because this feeling was familiar to Evan; it was the same sensation he experienced when he used the pendant to turn into a disembodied owl.

He disembodied and turned into light and shadow. Following Dumbledore’s lead, Evan boarded the Viking warship entirely composed of magic.

It felt just like a real ship, only with a slightly less tangible sensation. This was really a wonderful feeling, like entering another world.

Dumbledore waved his wand downwards, and the warship turned in a direction and moved forward slowly, getting faster and faster.

Evan nervously gazed ahead, with Elaine and Harry beside him, equally tense.

Sirius and Moody were as nervous as they were. After all, this was a one in fifty-four choice, and their chances of success were very low.

As if sailing on the sea, the warship aimed at the gate Harry had indicated and went through with a whoosh.

With a bright flash of light, the six of them disappeared from the real world.

At the same time, Evan felt a sudden darkness before him, as if he had made the wrong choice!

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